Chapter 468： Romance

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Walking on the alleys of én Martell is like entering the Western Grand View Garden. The enthusiastic painters on the street, the dazzling souvenirs on both sides, and the crowd like a crowd are a lively scene. Different from the quiet street name called Wuxiang, the liveliness here makes people feel different enthusiasm. The gorgeous sunset dyed the whole street a beautiful red color. The red Paris is impressive.

Evan Bell and Blake Lively walked side by side, walking on the cobblestone and blue-brick paved path in the red and foggy alley, feeling the warmth of the setting sun penetrating through the layers of fog.

Here, there is a great fusion of the world, and there are various languages ​​in the ears, especially the French with a very round tongue pronunciation, and of course the pronunciation of the Spanish language is full of the ears, making people feel that this is another world, Using a language that is not available in this world, living a comfortable life isolated from the world.

However, in the eyes of the artist, the nationality is so clear and distinct, as if each person had already identified his own nationality. én Martel's pictures, before becoming Van Gogh and Picasso, they had to make a living by painting here. In the wind and rain, how many umbrellas have been broken, how many portraits have been painted, and how many faces have been observed. counted. You don't need to speak, the painters can recognize that you are from Pingguo at a glance. For example, Germans have wider chins and Dutch people have sharper chins. Of course the chin isn't everything. People who are the most difficult to distinguish, such as Vietnamese and Cambodians, Peruvians and Argentines, Finns and Norwegians, can be judged right at a glance... In short, the "dai food stall" style of painting stall life has sharpened the painters' skills. The eyes are probably better than the sharp-eyed police detectives.

In front of this beautiful blond woman in a cheongsam jacket, she said with a smile, "Sir, you should be British, this lady...isn't she an American?" Evan Bell glanced at Blake Lively, but of course he didn't With such bright eyes, he is naturally very interested in the fact that these painters have such vicious eyes. "No no, you guessed wrong. I am a mixed race, but why do you think I am British?"

This time, it's Blake Lively's turn to see Evan Bell. Evan Bell is indeed British, at least his nationality is written as "British" and his bloodline is definitely a part of English genes that cannot be ignored. . Blake Lively saw the hilarious smile on Evan Bell's face, a smile she was familiar with, a sly smirk.

"Eyes, you have eyes that are bluer than the blue sky.

"The beautiful figure in front of me is concave and convex under the outline of the cheongsam. Although it does not conform to the subtle beauty of the Chinese people wearing cheongsam, it still has a unique flavor." There is also the temperament, the feeling between the eyebrows, which only England has. . It's as if the **** grace and poise of the self-righteous and noble British Empire that has accumulated over the centuries. "

Listening to the other party saying these words with a smile, Evan Bell laughed out loud: "I will take it as a compliment."

Blake Lively found that her eyes had been staying on Evan Bell's face, this brilliant and wanton smile made her heart beat faster. The fact is that after seeing Evan-Bell today, her heartbeat has never been normal. The slightly accelerated heart palpitations and the sweet and sour taste made her intoxicated. Although Blake Lively knew that she liked Evan-Bell and liked it very much, she was so complacent that her cheeks flushed slightly. Fortunately, Evan Bell doesn't seem to notice this.

Blake Lively turned his head, but saw the smiling eyes of the beautiful cheongsam, and his cheeks couldn't help but get hotter. However, shyness is shy, Blake Lively has never been a shy introverted woman, so she did not avoid her eyes, but raised her head generously and looked at those smiling eyes, "What about me? You How do you guess I'm American?"

The beauty in cheongsam smiled shyly, "I guessed because I couldn't guess it." At this time, Evan-Bell and Blake-Lively looked at each other, and then couldn't help laughing. It's true that these painters have poisonous eyes, but that doesn't mean they can really identify everyone's nationality.

Whether it was out of a pleasant conversation with this cheongsam beauty, or because of this cheongsam beauty's love for Chinese culture, Evan-Bell decided to leave a sketch here as a souvenir. At the invitation of the cheongsam beauty, Blake Lively stood beside Evan Bell, and this sketch became a group photo of the two.

After the portrait was over, Evan Bell left a hundred francs, and then embarked on the road of play again with Blake Lively.

In én Martel, it seems that there is no need for special framing, and wherever the line of sight goes, it can become a painting. No wonder there are so many painters who like to practice here. Even if there is no business, they sit on the street and outline the scenery, which is a kind of artistic creation. Not to mention being able to communicate with peers, such a life is indeed a pleasure.

After passing through the lively hawking of the painters and turning around the street corner, there are suddenly many fewer tourists. The silence and peace here are completely the scenes of the daily life of ordinary residents. The children on the street were frolic, and a man with a plastic bag from the grocery store was walking slowly. A middle-aged man with an easel came out of the house and was closing the door. Not far away, he could see a corner under the hillside of Martel. Pedestrians passed by in a hurry. An air of tranquility. No art, no liveliness, no publicity, just the simplest life, but it is the most beautiful painting in én Martell.

The én Martel Museum is located in this alley. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it. It is completely converted from a residential house. It used to be the residence of famous painters such as Renoir and Du Fei. The room was wrapped in the garden, looking at the beautifully open gardens on both sides, there was a general illusion, as if he was visiting a friend rather than visiting an exhibition. This area feels like a mixture of small European towns and Greece.

Those European-specific decorations are so harmoniously matched with the Greek-style sunshine and colors.

Art comes from life and is higher than life. But art is not life after all. We cannot live in art every day. Food, clothing, housing and transportation, birth, old age, sickness and death are the true meaning of life. Leaving the foggy lane where the raucous én Martel painters were located, Evan Bell and Blake Lively saw the true beauty of én Martel. Walking in the fragrance and sunshine, all the troubles do not exist in this moment, the world seems to be only the gorgeous face that makes people unable to open their eyes, and the comfort that permeates the air.

"The sunset here is so beautiful that it doesn't look real." Blake Lively and Evan Bell walked on the boulevard of Martel, feeling the beauty of Paris soaked by the sunset.

Evan Bell gave a smile, didn't answer, but raised his head and let the sunshine of Ban Bai fall on his face, warm, with the mixed smell of sunshine and trees, the faint voice of people in the distance, the surrounding leaves The sound of rubbing, this place seems to be another world. Such a sunset is breathtakingly beautiful.

At this point, neither of them spoke again, just afraid that a little noise would spoil the beauty of the moment. As long as you calm down and experience it carefully, you will be able to discover the other side of this world.

Looking at this gorgeous sunset, feeling the leisurely floating in the air, walking out of the distance along the tree-lined path of the French plane trees, there is only the sound of two people's footsteps rubbing against the ground in the air, and suddenly, the clear and transparent sound of Evan Bell "In the past few months, has everything been okay?" The thin golden sunset reflected on Evan Bell's voice, pure and beautiful, like crystal clear mountain spring water.

Blake Lively looked up at Evan Bell, and the familiar profile curve made her feel at ease "Okay. Everything is fine.

"I didn't expect that Evan-Bell would take the initiative to mention something that he hadn't seen in the past few months, which made Blake Lively feel a burst of joy, but secretly suppressed his movement, so that he should not be too hasty.

"And you?"

Evan Bell pulled out a smile. Under the projection of the setting sun, the fine hairs on his face were glowing with a layer of fluorescence. In the past few months, because of the filming of "Pirates of the Caribbean", his skin showed a wheatish luster. Underneath it was crystal clear and transparent. The winter sunshine in Li winter was not at all gray and white, but with the warmth of golden and warm yellow, which instantly brightened the whole time.

"Make movies, make movies, make movies. Life couldn't be easier," Evan Bell said with a smile, looking back at Blake Lively.

"Puchi", Blake Lively laughed, if Evan Bell's life could not have been simpler in the past few months, then her life has been completely boring, everyone knows that Evan has been living in the past few months. One Bell's news has always been raucous.

From the first time they met, Evan Bell knew that Blake Lively's smile was as pure and bright as a child, but every time he saw her performing and laughing, he would still sigh again The slightly curly blond hair was tied up, showing a small melon face, the long eyelashes trembled slightly in the sunlight, and the green eyes reflected transparent emerald color because of the reflection of the light. Following Gao Tn's nose, Evan Yi Bell saw the rosy double **** and burst into a big smile.

Evan Bell stopped, bent down and approached Blake Lively's face, Blake Lively noticed the enlarged handsome face in front of him, and his smile gradually closed. "Close your eyes." Evan Bell's voice seemed to have magic power, causing Blake Lively to slowly close his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Blake Lively felt a soft and warm **** covering her double hun, and then, she was enveloped by the rich breath, the smell mixed with a slightly dry and sunny breath, If you taste it carefully, you can taste a little sweetness and go straight to the bottom of your heart.

There is a legend in én Martell that if they meet by chance in én Martell and see the sunset together, then the two will meet again in the future. Whether this romantic legend is as radiant as this sunset is unknown.

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