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Chapter 200 He is a bastard!

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    ? Belitan is one of the top galleries in France, founded by the artist Adolf.  Adolf is very good at discovering talented emerging artists and promoting them. So far, he has launched a large number of painters who have had a profound influence on the entire art world.

    Xie Yujie¡¯s ability to receive Mr. Adolf¡¯s invitation proves her own painting ability, and it also means that she is about to soar into the sky and become a world-class representative of avant-garde painters.

    Xie Yujie brought two works of her own this time, one is "Broken Mirror" created three years ago, and the other is a recent new work "Ant".  These two works were very popular once they were exhibited, and were purchased by Mr. Adolf himself as part of the gallery's collection.  The major art newspapers in France did not hesitate to praise this pioneering female painter from the mysterious East.

    Having gained both fame and fortune, I still can¡¯t be completely happy.

    ??Always smiling, the smile suddenly solidifies on the face, and the heart becomes heavy.

    A feeling of suffocation is stuck in the chest, and I can't spit it out or swallow it.

    Damn Tang Dahai!

    If there is no interview or socializing, Xie Yujie will come to the Seine River alone.  The water is as blue as blue and the sun is as warm as gold. You can order a cup of cappuccino and a small strawberry waffle at a roadside cafe full of art, or wear a beautiful long dress and walk across the long bridges that symbolize love.  , to pass the lonely time and kill the sadness in my heart.

    As a painter, the most important thing is to go out with your legs and eyes to see the world, all living beings, and the beauty, ugliness, good and evil that others cannot discover.

    "Mysterious Miss Dongfang, are you waiting for someone?" A touching voice sounded in my ears.

    Xie Yujie woke up from her trance and looked up to see a blond man standing in front of him, looking at her with a gentle smile. She quickly stood up to greet him and said, "Mr. Adolf, why are you here?"

    Naturally, it was not the old artist Adolf who came, but Adolf's nephew, young Adolf.  Little Adolf is an Impressionist painter and one of the painters invited to participate in this exhibition.  The two met at a dinner party before the launch, and were arranged to accept several media interviews together later.

    I don¡¯t know if the two of them are really good, or if the Belliden Gallery needs a hype gimmick, they tied Xie Yujie and little Adolf together, a combination of talented painters, handsome men and beauties, a mysterious princess from the East and a blond knight from Europe, all of a sudden.  This aroused the French people's enthusiasm for attention. What they like most is such a romantic story.  It would be great if there could be a beautiful love between the two of them.

    Of course, this move also made Belliden Gallery famous, eclipsing several other galleries of the same size.

    "If I said it was fate, would you believe it?" Adolf said in pure French.  He knew that Xie Yujie had lived in Paris for many years and spoke French quite proficiently, so there would be no communication barriers between the two.  What's more, Adolphe, like all French people, firmly believes that French is the most romantic language in the world.

    Whenever the word "romantic" is mentioned in anything, the French are as passionate as chicken blood.

    "Why do you say that?" Xie Yujie asked aloud.

    "If you are willing to invite me to sit down, I will tell you the answer." Little Adolf said aloud: "Of course, don't worry, I will buy the coffee today. It would be even better if you are willing to have dinner together.  "

    Xie Yujie had no choice but to invite little Adolf to sit down and said, "Mr. Adolf, what do you want to drink?"

    "You'll find out in a moment," said little Adolf.

    Sure enough, as soon as little Adolf sat down, the waiter brought a cup of black coffee and two pieces of toasted bread.

    Little Adolf nodded his thanks, and the waiter smiled and said hello and left.

    Little Adolf picked up the coffee and took a sip, and then explained aloud, saying: "This cafe is the one I come to every day. The table you are sitting at is the one I always sit at every time I come here.  .I don¡¯t need to order coffee because they know what kind of coffee I like. It¡¯s never changed over the years.¡±

    Little Adolf raised his head and looked at Xie Yujie sitting opposite. When he smiled, two charming dimples were revealed on his face. His voice was soft, like the breeze blowing by the river, and he said: "There are hundreds of cafes on both sides of the Seine. You  But I happened to come to this house, and I happened to sit at the table where I usually sit. Isn¡¯t this fate? I can¡¯t imagine any other words that can explain it.¡±

    &nbsp?.  However, he could also see that Kong Xi was indeed ill, and his illness was not serious. If his illness worsened, he would not be able to bear the responsibility.

    "Wang Xue was sick last time, didn't he still go to the show? Huang Yu was sick and had a fever, and he had to jump into cold water Am I more delicate than them?" Kong Xi said with a smile: "Okay, director  , let¡¯s just decide. You go and get ready, I¡¯ll go over after putting on makeup.¡±

    "Xiaoxi, you really don't need to force yourself. Even if you take a day off, everyone will understand." Guo Jianxiang advised.

    But my heart is full of emotions.

    No wonder everyone wants to find Kong Xi to act. First, because she has superb acting skills and has requirements for her works, and every shot must be refined.  Sometimes even the director thinks it's okay, but she still feels dissatisfied or has some new ideas, and then takes the trouble to reshoot again.

    Another thing is that he has a very good attitude, he is not picky and he does not act like a big name.  Whatever the crew ate, she also ate.  Sometimes the crew would cook small meals for her, and she would share those dishes with those around her.  The conditions were difficult, living in civilian houses and sleeping in tents, but she never frowned.

    ¡°When I¡¯m not filming, I¡¯m memorizing lines and trying to figure out the character traits of the characters in the play.  There were many actors, and the director took the initiative to talk to him about the plot and characters, but he looked impatient and even refused outright, preferring to lie in front of the computer and play games or go out with friends to sing and drink.

    How valuable is it that such an artist, and such a big-name artist, can still live up to his original intention and remain as passionate as ever?

    "I know they can understand, and everyone on the crew is very good to me. But, it's because of this that I insist on finishing the filming." Kong Xi insisted.  "Look at our environment, the food is pretty good, and we finally have a hot meal. But the accommodation conditions are really bad. I still have a room, and I can sleep on the fire pit. Most people have to live in  In the tent outside. The weather is getting colder and colder, and the humidity in the mountains is heavy. Aren't they afraid of hurting their bodies? Isn't it easier to absorb the cold air when sleeping on the ground? Let's finish filming this scene earlier, everyone  You can also go back early and have a good sleep.¡±

    Kong Xi glanced at the makeup assistant and said, "Let's put on makeup."

    The assistant looked at the director, Guo Jianxiang nodded and said: "Put on makeup."

    When the artist wears makeup, it is naturally inconvenient for the director to watch from the side.

    Guo Jianxiang turned to leave. When he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something.

    He turned around again and bowed respectfully at ninety degrees to where Kong Xi was.  Guo Jianxiang would only give this gift when facing a senior whom he particularly respected.

    Although Kong Xi is young, such an artist deserves respect.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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