Chapter 431

The content of the painting is very simple. It's just an apple that has begun to rot in the ground.

The picture is very realistic. In the yellowish brown, very common land, half of the apple has been sunk in the soil, the fruit has begun to collapse, the peel is dry and wrinkled, the original fresh red has also turned into an ugly red with yellow color, and the fruit stalk that has not fallen is even more ugly withered brown.

Because of the artist's meticulous observation of the apple decay process and the superb use of color, light and shadow, the white bead curtain can see the fresh and moist Apple once existed and has not completely disappeared, as well as the withering and rotting it is facing.

The white bead curtain even smelled the Apple's insidious putrefaction, still with the smell of Apple aftertaste.

Just like an aging woman, her body begins to shrink, her body surface begins to dry up, wrinkles become more and more obvious, her hair and skin are gradually losing luster, but her youth and beauty have not yet completely died. She insists on fighting against years and aging, and tenaciously lives between her hair, wrinkles and eyebrows

Just like her

No, there is no confrontation between "Youth" and "aging" in this apple. This apple is just calmly, elegantly and gently greeting aging and dying out. The enthusiasm of youth and the vicissitudes of aging are perfectly integrated together, and have never resisted and resented.

But this is not enough to shock the white bead curtain.

What really shakes the white bead curtain is that through the deception of light and shadow, shape and color, she discovers that the apple has not yet rotten but is still fresh The looming seedlings are so weak that they can hardly be found by anyone. However, the white bead curtain can feel the great power and infinite vitality contained in the seedlings. It seems that the next moment it will break through the ground and grow vigorously to meet the new life.

The heart that contains hope and vitality under the skin of aging and withering is the most beautiful, which is often not seen by the world

Eyes of white bead curtain, slightly red.

"Bai Dong?" Song assistant see white bead curtain motionless to see for so long, can not help but remind in a low voice.

How long does Bai Dong have to watch? Bai Dong can't be wandering in the sky, forgetting to come back?

White bead curtain did not respond, song assistant then raised the voice of worry: "white Dong?"

White bead curtain "ah" a, hit a spirit of excitement, look at assistant song, eyes a little confused and confused, seems to have not come out of their own thoughts.

"Bai Dong, you have been standing here for 30 minutes." Assistant song carefully said, "you see, should I go to see the rest of the works?"

"So..." The eyes of the white bead curtain fell on the oil painting again, and her face was full of attachment, "I'll see more."

Assistant song:

Bai Dong has been standing here for such a long time. Is he really just enjoying this painting?

She also felt that the oil painting called "beauty" was still very good. It showed the state of a rotten apple truly and accurately, which showed that the painter observed very carefully. However, there is nothing special about this?

After a few minutes, assistant song couldn't help but take out a bottle of mineral water from his bag: "Bai Dong, you must be tired after standing for such a long time. You should drink water first. I'll take a chair for you..."

"No more." White bead curtain shakes his head. "Go and call the person in charge here. I want to buy this painting."

Assistant song gave a low "ah", almost suspected that the white bead curtain was joking: "OK, OK, I'll go now."

As she walked, she told herself that she was just buying a painting. Bai Dong was happy

Ten minutes later, the director of the gallery rushed over and politely said to the white bead curtain, "madam, are you sure you want to buy this - beauty?"

"Sure." The white bead curtain looked at the person in charge and continued to look at "beauty." I like this painting very much. Please make an offer

The person in charge did not know the white bead curtain. He looked up and down implicitly. He was sure that the white bead curtain was rich and serious. However, he still hesitated: "madam, I appreciate your love for this work, but before you are sure to buy it, I would like to suggest you look at other works. Maybe there is one more suitable for you..."

"No!" White bead curtain expression some severe shake hands, "I want this painting, you quickly quote, I want to take away immediately."

The person in charge was embarrassed: "well, you'd better think about it again..."

"Why, I'm afraid I can't afford it?" Finally, the white bead curtain turned her head and glared at the gallery director. "Or do you think I'm not worthy to buy this work?"

"I'm very sorry, I didn't mean that." The person in charge changed his face and quickly shook his head, "well, this painting is not famous, and the painter is not famous. The price of the work will not be very high, but the painter who created this work said that this is his favorite and favorite work. He only sells it to people who know how to appreciate it. So his price is very high, even I think it is unreasonable, so I will hang this painting Here... "

"It doesn't matter." "White bead curtain does not agree," you say, in the end how much money. "The person in charge showed a puzzled look again and stammered: "I hope you don't mind if you listen to me, madam. The painter offers one or one thousand Wan And no bargaining. "

To be fair, this painting is well done, above the average level, but the price of 10 million is too much.

As the curator of this barely living gallery, he certainly hopes to sell more works, but who will buy them at such a price? He felt that the painting would probably never be sold for the rest of his life.

The white bead curtain doesn't want to even want to say: "OK, I bought, how to transfer money?"

"Ha?" The person in charge was stunned, gaping at the white bead curtain, what did he hear? He can't take what he heard seriously, can he?

White bead curtain ignored his expression: "such a large amount of money or swipe the card, Xiao Song, you go to pay, sign the contract, I continue to see here."

Don't mention the director of the gallery, even assistant song stayed.

"Bai Dong," stammered assistant song, "please allow me to ask, this painting Is it really worth that much? "

White bead curtain talks to her, but her eyes are always looking at beauty: "art is valuable only in her eyes. I think it is worth it."

Assistant song no longer said much, but was responsible for the Gallery: "please take me to pay and sign a contract."

The person in charge gave another "ah", and his face was not happy, but even more sad: "madam, I thank you for your appreciation and love for this work, but I have to tell you that I have no right to decide whether to sell this work. Only the painter has the right, and the painter said If someone wants to buy his work, he has to go through his interview and assessment. "

"There is no such reason!" Assistant song was a little angry and said to the white bead curtain, "Bai Dong, I think this painter is too much. Do you think you want to buy it?"

"Of course." The white bead curtain, which has always been arrogant, is not angry, but shows appreciation. "It's normal that real artists have such and such quirks, and this painter will put forward such sales conditions, which shows that he is very concerned about his works and is not willing to sell them casually. I can fully understand his mood."

She turned to the person in charge with a gentle smile: "well, can you arrange an interview with the painter right away? I hope I can take this piece with me today. "

The person in charge was stunned for a moment and was overjoyed: "of course, the painter doesn't live far away. I'll send a car to pick him up. It's about ten minutes. Please go to the tea room to have a rest and wait a moment."

"No, I'll watch it here. Go ahead and do it." After the white bead curtain finished, she turned her eyes to beauty and enjoyed the wonderful balance between youth and aging, freshness and corruption. Every inch of color and every wrinkle on it were just right, and the more beautiful it was.

I don't know how long later, she heard the obvious footsteps in her ear, which broke her quiet appreciation of this work, and could not help but feel a little bit of sympathy. Such a work should be kept in the collection room at home, drinking red wine and tasting slowly and quietly at the same time.

"Bai Dong, here comes the painter." Assistant song walked in from the outside and said respectfully, "do you think you'd better go to the teahouse to talk about it?"

This compartment is really too small, a few people stand together even turn around is not convenient, the white bead curtain "Oh", reluctantly from the apple to take back the eyes, out of the compartment.

The two men turned around the corner and met the white bead curtain. The man walking in front of him was the curator of the gallery. As soon as he saw the white bead curtain, he was surprised and said, "Madam Bai, Liu painter, Liu painter, this is..."

Before he finished, Liu's painter saw that his eyes were shining like a treasure. He quickly walked past him, pulled up the white bead curtain and said excitedly, "it's so beautiful! Madam, you are so beautiful that you are a work of art given to the world by God. Ah, I fall in love with you, and I fall in love with you deeply -- "

such a development has left everyone in a daze: this man, who looks about 30 years old, should not be Crazy?

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