Ni Guangli's program is recorded, not live, so Ni Bingyan still doesn't know that her father is doing trouble behind her back again, and he is still happily participating in the suspense-themed reading salon held by Victor Modiano.

Fifteen minutes before the appointed time, the two came to the appointed place, and as soon as they entered the door, Alain greeted them.

As soon as the three of them had spoken a few words, Victor came over with two books.

gave Wei Shujie a copy, and gave Ni Bingyan a copy.

"Two elegant ladies, this is a collection of short stories that I have just published, and I give it to you. By the way, tonight's theme is one of the stories~"

A salon with the theme of reading, naturally there must be something to read, and it is only fitting that Victor takes out his newly published collection.

After all, in addition to connecting with friends, there are also factors to expand one's own influence.

Otherwise, he has a family, a screenwriter, what is he doing to participate in Fashion Week?

Ni Bingyan took it, saw that it was the French version, and knew that it might not be easy to buy it in China, so he turned the title page and saw that the title page had Mr. Modiano's signature and gift, and immediately looked at him in surprise:

"Mr. Modiano, I am so happy! I really love this gift! ”

Wei Shujie doesn't speak French, and he is a friend brought by Ni Bingyan, and he doesn't know everyone, so he said hello in English and stood aside with a smile.

Victor exchanged two words of greeting with her to maintain etiquette, and his eyes fell on Ni Bingyan.

"It's my pleasure, Miss Ni!"

For any writer in his right mind, when he has a pestle in front of him, his eyes should not fall elsewhere.

He is very tall, at least 1.9 meters by eye, with a very oppressive body, but he is quite amiable when he smiles.

Ni Bingyan was holding the book in his arms, his fingers touching the spine of the book, and he couldn't wait to find a place to sit down immediately, and get a sneak peek!

Victor was very pleased with her reaction, and nodded with a smile:

"May you have a good night!"

Seeing that there was another person at the door, Victor was about to say "unaccompanied" and leave, when he saw Ni Bingyan take out a long box from his handbag.

"This is a painting I drew with my own hands, be careful, please don't dislike it."

No matter what country you are in, it is polite to receive an invitation to come to a party and give a small gift.

Wei Shujie came with her, but there was no need to prepare anything else.

The French are invited to parties, they are used to sending flowers and wine to the host's family, and it is not so easy to stand out from the crowd and impress these bigwigs.

Victor was a little surprised to see such a special gift, but he took it anyway.

The French man receives the gift on the spot, and as a gentleman, in this case, if he wants to greet other guests, he will open the gift first before leaving.

Unpacking the box and untying the tied ribbon, Victor, with the help of Ni Bingyan, gently unfolded the scroll in his hand, and saw an extremely beautiful painting revealed in front of him.

The painting is not large, but it shows a corner of a courtyard with roses, where a small milk dog flutters butterflies.

"Wow!"

Tonight's reading salon is not large, and it will be held in a small reception room in the hotel.

The reception room is only a few dozen square meters, like a comfortable living room, with several sets of soft sofas.

When Ni Bingyan and the others came, a few of them had already arrived in advance, and they were chatting there in twos and threes at this time, and when they heard Victor exclaim, they immediately surrounded them.

Most French people like this kind of artistic but romantic and fun gift.

When Ni Bingyan went abroad, he had to be guided by Sang Yuan and brought several paintings he painted in case of emergency.

Seeing that he was really happy, he immediately smiled and introduced:

"This is my dog, his name is Wangcai, in May this year, he was so big, very special and cute! I saw it fluttering butterflies by the window and thought it was very interesting, so I drew it. ”

Ni Bingyan is very fluent in French, and Wei Shujie is the first time to see her communicate with foreigners, and he is stunned on the sidelines.

But she didn't show it, just smiled, as if everything was under her control.

"Wangcai?"

Victor's Chinese pronunciation is not standard at all, but the doubts on his face can be understood at a glance.

Others were still cautiously circulating the painting, Ni Bingyan smiled embarrassedly, cheekily, and gave Wangcai an English name: "It means treasure." ”

"Oh! Such a cute little guy is indeed a treasure! You'll love it! ”

"Yes. I painted a lot of pictures of it, but because I was accidentally seen, I ended up having to publish a catalogue, hey! It's said to be a hot seller, but unfortunately I'm not good at it. ”

"Really? Maybe you can send me a set, and I'll go back and ask my international publisher for you, if you can publish it in other countries, more people will be able to enjoy your paintings. ”

"Of course you can! I'll contact a friend and send it to you later, but I don't know where to send it? ”

Victor wants one, Alain wants one, and the others ......

Ni Bingyan looked around, since he already knew each other, it was not good not to give it away, so it was better to be generous!

However, it will seem very utilitarian to send it next to each other, so it is better to send more to Victor and ask him to help transfer it.

Victor pulled out a piece of paper and wrote her the address.

The two discussed again, and the painting returned to Victor's hands.

He is very artistic and has a lot of experience in oil painting appreciation, but he doesn't know much about Chinese painting, so he takes the initiative to ask:

"Ni, what kind of tools are used to draw such beautiful lines?"

Ni Bingyan opened the photo album of his mobile phone and showed him the photos.

"It's a brush. Chinese traditional writing instruments, amazing handicrafts, made with hair, bamboo pipes, etc., can only be made through multiple processes. ”

After getting to know the brush and seeing the delicate brush washes, inkstones and other things in the photos, Victor was full of curiosity and wanted to ask about the past.

Ni Bingyan immediately enthusiastically popularized science for him and his friends.

Promote traditional culture, and the sense of responsibility engraved in the bones of the descendants of the dragon immediately attacked.

After more than ten minutes, Victor looked at her with sparkling eyes: "Ni! You're such a genius! You can do something so hard! It's real art! ”

Modesty is not popular abroad, Ni Bingyan followed the customs, smiled, and nodded without shame.

"I'm really talented at it, but I'm also very hardworking. When I was a little girl, I began to learn how to draw a good picture day after day. ”

"Wow~ This is such an amazing treasure girl!"

There were fashion designers from the Netherlands, who also like to paint every day, and when they saw Ni Bingyan's painting, they couldn't help but praise it in their hometown.

Not to mention the technical problem, the kind of agile spirit in the painting is something that ordinary painters can't paint.

Hearing someone praise her, Ni Bingyan immediately turned her head, smiled at the man, and thanked him in Dutch:

"Thank you for the compliment, ma'am, I feel very honored."

"Wow~ Baby, you can speak Dutch?"

The designer works in New York, and most of the time he can only communicate with people in English, and it is rare to meet someone who can speak Dutch, which is quite exciting.

Ni Bingyan waved his hand embarrassedly: "I'm sorry ma'am, I just learned a little bit when I was learning German, and I am not proficient in it, if you write me an email in Dutch, I may need to use a dictionary to understand it." ”

"Hahaha!"

The lady immediately took out her mobile phone and asked for her contact information: "Then I will remember that when contacting you, you must use simple words." ”

There was a Dutchman in the address book, and then a director from Germany popped up to see if she could actually speak German.

That kind of excitement is the same as when a Chinese meets a person from another province and always wants people to speak a few words in dialect to listen to it.

Ni Bingyan was very excited.

Listening to the radio at home to learn to speak, what can compare to a ready-made sparring partner?

Others were excited, too.

I didn't expect a little girl from the East to be so talented!

Must get acquainted!

Victor's friends came one after another, and after a simple meal of steak salad, I don't know which one has a big brain, so I went to find a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread rice paper for Ni Bingyan, and waited for her to draw it!

is different from the introverted and low-key when he was in China, Ni Bingyan went abroad, and he felt like he had unlocked the seal, and if he could show ten points of ability, he would never shrink back, and only showed eight points.

If it weren't for the ring that represented the famous flower owner to be worn steadily, Wei Shujie suspected that the two bachelors and the lady whose sexual orientation was questionable would have confessed on the spot.

Ni Bingyan didn't want to paint, after all, today is a reading salon led by Mr. Victor, and it is not a good thing to dominate the crowd.

As a result, Victor was more energetic than the others, and kept begging her to hurry up and draw the best picture of today's party.

The magical oriental painting technique, with a few simple strokes, can capture a person vividly on paper.

It's obviously very abstract, but a discerning person can see who is who at a glance.

It's a god, too!

A group of foreigners happily circled around Ni Bingyan, for fear that they would not be painted and even forget the theme of tonight.

Listening to the chirping in his ears, Ni Bingyan felt a headache.

When Leonardo da Vinci painted "The Last Supper", the people who ate the dinner were definitely not noisy around him, which was really enviable!

Wei Shujie took a deep breath and took another sip of the wine that Mr. Writer treasured, before rubbing his cheeks and resuming his smile.

That night, her face was numb with laughter.

The artist is so awesome, she feels that she can retire early.

Just thinking so, the phone rang.

What is popping on the screen is a connection request from China that crosses time zones.

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