The romance of France is engraved in the bones, whether it is the city or the people, whether it is a man or a woman, they are all romantic by nature.

Especially at night, Paris is always filled with an intoxicating atmosphere.

Even the children on the side of the road are not gentlemen, Paris at this time is really good, and it is relatively white

There are many wandering artists on the banks of the Seine who paint for passers-by and tourists with easels, and Chen Li'an has seen several of them in succession, and feels that their skills are still very powerful, at least they are much more solid than himself in sketching and sketching.

An old man with gray hair but meticulously combed, holding a short pencil in his hand, drew a girl in a top hat with only a few strokes.

Chen Li'an stood by and watched with great interest, although sketching is a relatively basic skill in art, it is quite difficult to practice such a good technique.

Sophie Marceau looked at Chen Li'an and asked curiously, "Are you also interested in this kind of painting?" ”

"Of course, the painting is very expressive." Chen Li'an looked at the painting and said, "This requires strong observation and modeling ability. ”

The old man, who had just finished sketching and painting to tourists, turned his head to look at him when he heard Chen Li'an's words, and said in fluent English: "You are right, how about I draw one for you?" ”

"It's a great honor." Chen Li'an replied with a smile, then looked at Sophie Marceau and asked, "Are you interested?" ”

Only then did the old man turn his gaze to Sophie Marceau, his eyes instantly lit up, and he looked at her and asked, "Sophie Marceau?" ”

Sophie Marceau smiled sweetly, then put her finger to her lips and motioned for the old man not to say it.

If you are recognized, it is estimated that the French men around you will frantically surround you

The old man nodded immediately, and then threw the pencil tip in his hand into the box with some excitement, and chose a new pencil to sharpen it seriously.

Chen Li'an, who walked to the stool in front of the easel and sat down, looked at Sophie Marceau and said, "Your charm has captured the hearts of all French men. ”

Sophie Marceau couldn't help but shake the white skirt when she heard Chen Li'an's words, and the old man who had pinned the pencil raised his head and said with a smile: "She is a national treasure of France!" ”

After speaking, the old man glanced at Chen Li'an with some envy, is France's national treasure going to be snatched away?

What the hell are young people in France doing! Can't even the French roses be guarded? But it's hard to find a man worthy of this rose.

Sophie Marceau listened to the old man's praise, her face was slightly shy, although she had heard this kind of thing many times, but she still felt a little embarrassed to be said like this in front of a foreign friend she had just met.

"Alright, sit down, I can't wait." The old man took out a new piece of sketch paper and clamped it to the drawing board, and the pencil between his fingers couldn't help but turn in circles.

Chen Li'an looked at Sophie Marceau, who was sitting on another high stool, and suddenly stood up and said, "It's not good to draw it when you're all sitting, I'll stand up." ”

"That's right, you're standing behind her, gentleman." The old man nodded.

Chen Li'an then walked behind Sophie Marceau, his chest was level with the top of her head, Sophie Marceau turned his head to look at Chen Li'an, and then moved his body to his side a little.

The old man also commanded with a pencil: "Don't stand too far, get a little closer, be intimate." ”

Chen Li'an obediently moved a small step to Sophie Marceau's side, and the old man looked at Chen Li'an and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Asian men are too conservative."

Chen Li'an: "." Slander! He slandered me! If I make a commotion, Paris will be finished!

"That's right, your personality is quite different from your work."

Sophie Marceau couldn't help laughing, feeling that what the old man said was right, in the few hours she was with Chen Li'an, she always felt that Chen Li'an was too conservative and shy, and the difference between him and the French man who was full of love words was too great.

Thinking of Chen Li'an's colorful works, Sophie Marceau feels that Chen Li'an's character is very different from his works, and there is a very strong . contrast

But such a man is also very cute, Sophie Marceau took the initiative to lean a little closer to Chen Li'an's side and reached out to hold Chen Li'an's arm.

Chen Li'an does not have any shyness about Sophie Marceau's initiative, and he is not deliberately conservative and rigid today, but he is in a foreign country, and he will always subconsciously pay attention to his image, although he can't speak Japanese and Korean, otherwise he can learn from them when he has no quality, and disguise himself as a Japanese and Korean.

However, Chen Li'an now feels that there is nothing wrong with being conservative, the main thing is a contrast, and it is really good to let the French Rose take the initiative to hold herself!

For Sophie Marceau, who is accustomed to seeing initiative and enthusiasm, a conservative man like Chen Li'an, who is beautiful and talented online, and agrees with his own ideas, is particularly attractive.

After spending a long time in the flower-filled garden, the wildflowers outside the walls will become so cute that you can't help but want to reach out and pin them in your hair.

At this point, men and women are the same, and they will like the wildflowers on the roadside when they see too much

The old man's gaze in front of the easel lingered on the two of them for a moment, then he raised the pencil in his hand and began to sketch on the drawing paper.

In just two or three minutes, the old man finished drawing, and after squinting and looking at it, he took off the drawing board and turned it over to Chen Li'an and them very satisfied.

"This is the best picture I painted today!" The old man smiled happily and said, "I want to keep it for myself now." ”

Chen Li'an looked at the thick and thin lines on the white paper, and with just a few strokes, he portrayed the image of himself and Sophie Marceau, and couldn't help but praise: "Your painting is amazing." ”

"Of course, I've been painting here for ten years." The old man was a little proud, at such an age, he didn't feel that this was a no-brainer, he was very satisfied with his life.

Sophie Marceau got down from the barstool, bent down to the drawing board and took a serious look, and found that she was looking up at Chen Li'an in the painting, with a hint of affection in her eyes.

The painter always imagines it for himself, Sophie Marceau thought it was a little funny, but she was very satisfied with the painting and she liked it very much, so she asked, "How much, I want to take it home and collect it." ”

"I don't want money, I'll give it to you." The old man took off the drawing paper, sprayed some setting liquid and said, "It is my honor to be able to paint the most beautiful roses in France. ”

Sophie Marceau smiled and took the paper and said, "Thank you, you painted me beautifully." ”

Chen Li'an originally wanted it, but seeing that Sophie Marceau liked it so much, he didn't speak.

After thanking the old man a few words, Chen Li'an and Sophie Marceau left here and walked by the river with humid air, Sophie Marceau was in a good mood, holding up the painting in her hand and saying, "The painting is really good, but I still prefer your painting." ”

"Thank you, I drew it with Bai Qing, I'm glad you like it." Chen Li'an emphasized that he doesn't like to take the credit alone, even if it makes the beauty feel good, he won't do it.

Sophie Marceau turned her head to look at Chen Li'an's side face, and said seriously: "You are a very good person, you respect your partner very much, and you have been emphasizing this matter all the time. ”

Now in Sophie Marceau's heart, Chen Li'an is regarded as a conservative, talented, bottom-line person who respects women.

"Will your paintings be sold?" Sophie Marceau couldn't help but ask.

Chen Li'an turned his head to look at Sophie Marceau with expectation in his eyes and asked, "Do you want to buy it?" ”

Sophie Marceau said seriously: "Well, I like your paintings very much, especially the last one, and I want to buy it and collect it." ”

"Yes, it's just that you have to ask Ji Fa for specific things, but it shouldn't be sold separately, so it will lose its value." Chen Li'an explained.

"All together?" Sophie Marceau paused when she heard this, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her heart, she knows the art market very well, and she also knows Ji Fa very well, this art exhibition is very successful, and that group of works will definitely be speculated by Ji Fa to raise the price.

I have a lot of money, but I don't have a lot of money to buy art, so I may have to miss out on this painting.

Sophie Marceau was a little lost, and she was not so happy looking at the sketch in her hand.

Chen Li'an looked at Sophie Marceau's visible loss, and there was no way, the ownership of this group of paintings is not only his own, but he can't make his own decisions and give it to others, even if it's discounted.

"Will you ever create something like this in the future? I mean single-frame. Sophie Marceau turned her head to look at Chen Li'an and asked.

Worried that groups of people can't afford it? The corners of Chen Li'an's mouth twitched, and then he coughed and said, "Maybe, but I don't like to repeat." ”

"Okay. It really doesn't make sense. Sophie Marceau said abruptly.

Looking at Sophie Marceau's beautiful face, Chen Li'an still has a lot of creative desire and inspiration in his heart, and he really wants to try to paint a delicate rose.

Chen Li'an said in his heart: "Can you be my model?" I want to draw you, you are really beautiful, with the characteristics of both the East and the West, and there are few people who can unify the aesthetics of the East and the West like you. ”

Sophie Marceau was stunned for a moment, looking at the light in Chen Li'an's eyes in the night, and before she could speak, she heard Chen Li'an say quickly: "I can give it to you after painting!"

Sophie Marceau, who didn't want to refuse, immediately lit up her eyes and nodded, "Okay!" When? Now or tomorrow? Is there anything I need to prepare? ”

Listening to Sophie Marceau's series of questions, Chen Li'an felt that she was even more anxious than herself, so she immediately said: "You can do it at any time, but I don't have paints and brushes now." ”

Sophie Marceau smiled, blinked her eyes and said, "Don't forget that this is Paris, and there will never be a shortage of brushes and paints." ”

Truth be told, the capital of art is not called for nothing, there are so many artists gathered here, there are places to buy paints everywhere.

Sophie Marceau looked at Chen Li'an, reached out and grabbed his hand and left the Seine.

"I can't wait!"

The quiet and beautiful voice of Sophie Marceau on the Seine slowly drifted away, and the two figures rushing away added a touch of romance to this romantic city.

In the elegant and simple high-end apartment, a white wool blanket was spread on the soft sofa, Sophie Marceau sat sideways in a long skirt, turned her head to look at Chen Li'an and asked, "Is this okay?" ”

"Of course!"

Chen Li'an looked at Sophie Marceau's proud figure and beautiful side face, squeezing the paint with some excitement, the artist is always on the road of pursuing beauty, and he will always be unable to control his creative desire when he sees beautiful things.

Looking at Chen Li'an's excited appearance, Sophie Marceau pursed her lips, and there was still half a sentence in her heart, didn't she have to show her beauty in an all-round way?

She had encountered this kind of request when she went to auditions before, and most of those people used this excuse to achieve the dark and perverted desires in their hearts.

Sophie Marceau didn't treat Chen Li'an as that kind of person, she could see that the light in Chen Li'an's eyes was pure appreciation and strong desire to create, before Chen Li'an said that she wanted to paint her beauty, she was ready to show it in all directions, but she didn't expect Chen Li'an to have no such requirements.

"Is that really okay? I don't think it brings out all the beauty in me."

Sophie Marceau's voice became smaller and quieter, but she didn't have the shyness between men and women, she just felt that she was just a model, how could she interfere with the painter's creative ideas.

Chen Li'an was stunned for a moment when he heard Sophie Marceau's words, then shook his head firmly and said, "That's not what I want to paint, and the beauty of the body is not what I want to express." ”

Hearing Chen Li'an's words, Sophie Marceau nodded, then sat down again and said, "I'm ready, ready to start." ”

Chen Li'an looked at the glamorous and moving Sophie Marceau, then lifted the brush and dipped a little paint on the palette, and began to brush on the canvas.

The record player in the room played soft piano music, and the smell of oil paint wafted through the air, and every time Chen Li'an looked up at Sophie Marceau, he would collide with her gaze.

Chen Li'an, who was painting seriously under the light, quietly became a three-dimensional image in Sophie Marceau's heart, no longer a person he had just met. It's no longer a name and a label, it's like a friend who's known each other for a long time.

Every time her eyes collided, Sophie Marceau felt as if she had seen Chen Li'an's heart and the definition of beauty in his eyes.

Those black eyes seem to be glowing, reflecting their own figures, forming a beautiful painting.

He is also very good-looking, Sophie Marceau looked at Chen Li'an's serious face, and felt that his heart was slightly hot, such a romantic night, such a romantic night, why not do something more romantic?

After nearly an hour passed, Chen Li'an watched Sophie Marceau leaning on the sofa a little lazily, put down the paintbrush in his hand and said, "I can't finish painting today, can I continue tomorrow?" ”

"Absolutely." Sophie Marceau sat up with her arms propped up, her slender white calves sliding out of the red skirt.

Sophie Marceau stood up, brushed her hair away, shook it slightly, and then looked at Chen Li'an and asked, "Do you want to have a drink?" ”

Sophie Marceau opened a bottle of red wine, poured it into the glass, shook it gently, and handed it to Chen Li'an.

The roses in the transparent vase next to the sofa also swayed gently in the night

The roses are very fragrant, and the pink buds are with a little dewdrop, and they will swing uncontrollably when they are touched lightly, like a shy girl who wants to refuse and welcome.

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