It only took forty minutes for Chen Xing to come out of here.

"I can't read it, I can't understand it!" When he saw those oil paintings with rich colors but unformed images in the Orsay Museum before, Chen Xing was already very puzzled, and Chen Xing couldn't understand the modern art here.

He is sensitive to the sense of color and knows what the painter wants to express. But can the average person understand?

He doesn't like this kind of work very much, but he can understand that he has to pay to visit a few holes cut in a piece of broken paper, which is really incomprehensible.

"It's true that we can't understand it, and we can't understand it, but many rich people like this kind of art, and there are many tourists." Abel said as he walked with his hands behind his back,

"We call these three museums understandable, between what you can understand and what you can't understand, and what you don't understand at all." Chen Xing shook his head and said, "Anyway, I didn't pay anything, it doesn't matter if I can't understand it, it can be regarded as an eye-opener." "If you can enter the museum, can your work also enter the museum?

………… Chen Xing spent the next two days looking at the museum, and I used to hear that there were many Chinese cultural relics in the Louvre, but now I can't see much when I go in, and I don't know where they are hidden.

He mainly looks at the photographs that have been collected. In the past, he never imagined that photos could be placed in museums and visited, and some works were not as good as his own photos no matter where they were viewed.

This gave Chen Xing a lot of confidence. This kind of photo can be put in the museum, so I should have no problem getting admitted to the Paris Academy of Fine Arts with the photo, right?

The Paris Academy of Fine Arts is ranked very high in the world, and only in terms of art schools, no matter how the outside world ranks, the Paris Academy of Fine Arts will always be the first, and if you can graduate from here, Chen Xing will not be embarrassed about her academic qualifications when she goes out in the future.

The first round of review passed quickly. On the seventh day, Chen Xing received a notice of interview. Abel came from home to cheer on Chen Xing.

A few days have passed since Chen Xing hired her, but the two have become good friends. Chen Xing went to the Academy of Fine Arts for an interview for such a big thing, she would definitely come over to take a look.

Knock on the door. Chen Xing had already changed his clothes, he was wearing a casual black double-faced Ni suit, looking thin, but with obvious muscle outlines, he could easily support the heroic spirit of the suit.

Long-term outdoor walking has made Chen Xing's cheeks a little thin, but his facial features are more three-dimensional. In Abel's opinion, he is also more handsome.

"You're so handsome today!" She said from the bottom of her heart. Chen Xing straightened his collar, a little embarrassed: "You are too praised." But the look on his face showed at a glance that he was satisfied with what Abel had said.

"Look at your expression! He has betrayed you. Abel was already immune to Chen Xing's insincerity, and she had completely recognized this person in the past few days.

Chen Xing laughed twice, checked the documents on his body again, and didn't invite Abel into the house to sit, he walked out and closed the door, and said, "Are you here to send me?" ”

"Well, I drove my dad's car." Abel shook the Citroen car keys in his hand.

"Okay, it's a lot more convenient, at least you don't have to squeeze the subway." The traffic situation in Paris is not bad, and the only road that may be congested is the big turntable on the side of the Arc de Triomphe.

After getting in the car, Abel asked, "How do I feel so relaxed about you?" ”

"How nervous should I be? Don't worry, even if it doesn't work here, there will be interviews from a few colleges in the future. He saw a lot of photographic artworks that could be seen in Paris, but Chen Xing always felt that he was not as good as himself...... He doesn't know what other people look like, but if he looks down on his work, then where is the reason to convince others to like his work?

Hearing Chen Xing say this, Abel also nodded and said, "Well, you will have the School of Decorative Arts and the Eighth Academy of Paris after you...... Actually, our school is not bad, but it is not as good as these schools. ”

"Well, if one doesn't work, go to the next." Cultivating self-confidence is really important. Chen Xing also knew that he was doing a good job before, but he didn't know what was good about it, what was wrong with his own works compared to other people's works.

After staying in Paris for so long and visiting many museums with photographic works, Chen Xing's whole temperament is different from before.

If the Paris Academy of Fine Arts does not accept itself, it will definitely not be their own problem, most likely they are blind.

Who else can you admit if you don't admit yourself? What are the masters in modern museums? The car drove to a stop near the school, and Chen Xing saw many artists with long hair or beards, some of whom were older, but not as exaggerated as John said, and at most in their thirties.

Chen Xing looked up at the signboard of the academy. eationalesuperieuredesbeaux-arts。

École Nationale Supérieure des Beaux-Arts, Paris There are crowds of people around, the sound is noisy, and if it weren't for the fact that everyone was dressed relatively clean in order to leave a good impression on the interviewer, then the scene here is no different from a domestic vegetable market.

After coming to Paris for so long, it was the first time Chen Xing had seen such a crowded place. Although Chen Xing was already prepared in his heart, he was still stunned for a moment.

Abel was also shocked when she saw this scene, looking at Chen Xing who was a little dazed, she patted Chen Xing's shoulder, then hugged her gently, and said, "Don't worry too much, come on." ”

"Thank you." Chen Xing also came back to his senses. Actually, it's normal. This is the Paris Academy of Fine Arts, and it recruits not only Paris art students, but also young artists from all over the world.

In terms of the difficulty of admission, it is estimated that it is a hundred times more difficult than Huamei. Chen Xing looked at his phone, which showed the time of Chen Xing's interview.

It's good that each student has a time for the interview, so they know when they are coming and don't have to wait all the time.

Chen Xing said goodbye to Abel and walked in by himself. He has a good mentality, he saw that the time was not yet for him, so he took out his mobile phone and listened to children's songs for a while, recently he was obsessed with Zhou Jie's songs again, there are always a few months every year that I only think that Chou Dong's songs are good, and everything else is rubbish.

The time was almost up, and Chen Xing was waiting at the door of the office where the interview was conducted in advance. After a few more minutes, Chen Xing heard someone inside call his name in French, so he put down his phone, took two deep breaths, and pushed the door in.

There were five people sitting side by side, in their thirties to their fifties, four men and one woman. The photography industry is not very female-friendly, so it is rare to see particularly famous female photographers.

Chen Xing nodded slightly and said, "Good morning, interviewers. ”