Chapter 432

"Please become my model, I will definitely draw the most perfect works for you..."

"Shut up!" After a few seconds, assistant song responded and took a quick step up and knocked off Liu's hands holding the white bead curtain, and blocked it in front of it. He said angrily, "you stinking rascal, you dare to act against the guests and want to go to prison, don't you? Make an apology to Bai Dong, or I will ask the bodyguard to twist you and send you to the police station now! "

Liu's painter "ah" seemed to want to explain something. The curator had already stood in front of him and laughed at assistant song and Bai Zhulin: "two guests, please don't be angry. It's all a misunderstanding. Liu's painter is definitely not a person who doesn't respect women. He just loses his temper when he is too excited. Er, you know, many artists are like this. When they see someone they like, they feel like it Good works, er, including people, can't control the mood of joy and appreciation... "

"Don't use art as an excuse to disrespect women!" Assistant song's three outlooks are still very positive. He glared at Liu painter angrily and said, "either apologize or call the police. You can choose by yourself."

"I, I am not, not like that..." Liu was so bold and enthusiastic just now, but now he seems to have counselled him. He looks at the white bead curtain with a red face. He wants to say something, but he doesn't know how to say it. He just stays there in a hurry.

"Well, Xiao Song, don't embarrass people who can only draw." The white bead curtain took his eyes back from his hands and coughed softly, "people who are addicted to art are like this. They are like children. Their preferences are directly reflected in their faces and behaviors. They don't understand the world, but they don't have any bad intentions. So don't criticize Liu painter."

"Madame -" Liu's eyes brightened again. He stepped forward, but he did not dare to pull the white bead curtain. His hands were swinging around there. He said excitedly, "you are so right. You are indeed my confidant. As soon as I see you, I know that you can understand someone like me..."

"Well, what kind of confidants do not know?" Song's assistant frowned, "Bai Dong has been married for many years, his children are old, and he has status. Don't talk nonsense, don't damage Bai Dong's reputation!"

"Xiao Song, don't talk loudly in the gallery." White bead curtain frowns, the voice is not high or low, microstrip stern, "here is only suitable for quiet appreciation of art works."

Assistant song took a look at the white bead curtain, said "sorry" and dropped his eyes and stepped back to one side.

The white bead curtain calmed down and gave a slight smile to Liu painter: "Liu painter, can we go to the tea room and talk about it?"

"Of course, of course!" Liu's painter rubbed his hands happily. "I'm very honored to talk to you for a longer time. The better. Er, please, the tea room is here --"

the white bead curtain flushed his jaw slightly and walked towards the direction of the teahouse.

At this age, she also had numerous pursuers when she was young, including many talented artists in art. She knew how Liu felt about her, just like It's like meeting a muse.

And her feeling, too.

It's like being 20 years younger, no, 30 years old.

After arriving at the tea room, several people sat down. Liu Huashi sat opposite the white bead curtain and looked at it as if no one else existed. The curator was helpless. Obviously, he was quite used to Liu painter's state, and the white bead curtain sat there leisurely and drank tea. It seemed that he didn't mind Liu painter's attitude towards himself.

"Liu painter," the White Pearl curtain said with a smile, "I like and appreciate the work" beauty "very much. I want to buy" beauty "with ten million yuan. Would you like to part with it? I promise that I will treasure it after I own it, and I will never let it suffer any damage. "

"No, no, no," Liu was so excited that he wanted to jump up. "I can't sell it to you. How can I sell it to you..."

"No Sell it to me? " The white bead curtain seems to have been hit, his face is slightly white, "you can Tell me why? Is the price too low It's not suitable to have this work? "

"No, no, no, only you deserve this work. No, no, no, only this one is worthy of you," Liu said, scratching his head in a hurry. "No, no, no, no, I mean, it's a great honor for you to have this work..."

"Pleasure?" The white bead curtain is a little confused.

"You, you wait for me. I'll be right there." Liu's painter suddenly ran out and disappeared.

"Something's wrong." Assistant song murmured in his heart that he had a bad impression on the Liu painter.

"Tea, madam." The curator did not go after Liu, but poured tea to the white bead curtain attentively. "Liu painter regards you as a confidant. I think he will sell you the painting."

According to the agreement between the gallery and the painter, the gallery can get 20% commission for selling a work for the painter, and the gallery can get 2 million yuan for the price of 10 million yuan. He is eager to promote this business.

He made up his mind that if Liu was not willing to sell his paintings in any case, he would "persuade" him to sell them anyway. Liu was very poor.

"Madam, madam..." At this time, painter Liu rushed in, kneeling in front of the white bead curtain on one knee and handed over the painting in his hand like a child offering a treasure. "I want to give this painting to you. Please accept it, or I will go crazy!"What he holds in his hand is "beauty".

The white bead curtain was surprised and looked at his face full of desire and excitement with his eyes shining: "send Give it to me? You want to give it to me? "

Ten million yuan is nothing for a figure like her, but it is a high price for a poor painter like Liu. He actually said that he would give her a painting worth 10 million yuan for nothing?

"Because this painting is for you Liu's expression is absolutely not pretentious, full of fanaticism, "you are the owner of this painting. If you don't accept this painting, this painting will die..."

It's a good product to say.

Assistant song is looking at Liu painter. She thinks that this man is making some kind of ghost idea. Now it seems that he is just a kind of painting addicted, ignorant of human nature and happy as a child. It's really stupid to argue with such people.

Take a look at the image of Liu painter. He is delicate, thin, with hair in a disordered shawl, and no small beard with fine trimming. His clothes are casual. It can be said that his whole body is cheap. He is a pauper at first sight. But on the contrary, his local modeling is very bad, and the overall shape is quite good. His clothes are also extremely harmonious in style and color. There is a kind of artist He is worthy of his status as a painter.

If this man is dressed up, he should be able to handle it

The white bead curtain looked at the man in front of his feet: "you Do you really think so? "

"Yes."

"Why on earth?"

"Because you are so beautiful, just as beautiful as this one."

"But I'm old and my face is wrinkled. Is that really beautiful?"

"Of course it is. I think every line on your face is too beautiful." Liu carefully observed the carefully decorated face of the white bead curtain. Her eyes seemed to see the wrinkles hidden under her cosmetics, and her eyes flashed with fanatical light. "Such beautiful lines, no matter what kind of brush I use, can't draw them. This is a masterpiece that can only be created in time. If you allow me, I hope I can enjoy every one of your faces Wrinkles... "

Assistant song felt numb like an electric shock. She could not help shaking her shoulders. She only felt that the words were too destructive to women, especially "old women". Any wrinkled "old women" could not resist the praise that only belonged to them

Such praise can really make any "old woman" rejuvenate

She looked at the white bead curtain quietly and was surprised: Bai Dong How do you get younger?

The white bead curtain looks really young. Her face has not changed and her figure has not changed, but the whole person has become soft from the inside to the outside. The tired and tired eyes exude the look of youth. The jaw that was always slightly stretched has become relaxed, and the lips that are always slightly pursed are also slightly raised, just like He was beaten with a soft light, which surprised assistant song.

The white bead curtain laughed, as if back to the youth, eyes, eyebrows, cheeks, voice are emitting from the heart of joy and softness: "I believe you are sincere, so I took this painting."

She reached out her hands and took "beauty" over and placed it carefully on her close legs: "thank you. I'm very happy."

"That's very kind of you to accept this painting!" Liu, like a child, jumped up, turned around, clapped his hands, raised his hands and cheered, "you are my muse, you inspire me, madam --"

he knelt down on one knee again and said eagerly, "I ask you to be my model anyway!"

Song assistant just want to curse, white bead curtain on reserved smile: "OK."

"Oh, thank you so much." The light in Liu's eyes was even brighter than that on his head. "Now please go to my studio and let me draw a portrait for you right away."

"Not now." "I'm a little tired today, need to rest, tomorrow, I will be free time to model for you tomorrow."

"What a pity..." Liu painter murmured, his ten fingers trembling, "I'm so inspired now that I want to paint right away..."

"If you don't have any inspiration when you see me tomorrow," the white curtain smiles, "then I'm not your muse. I'm just a glimpse of the scenery. I don't mean to be a model for you."

"I'm not the only one who's looking for inspiration," Liu said

"I know what Liu means." Liu is a low-yield painter with a high vision. He is very critical of models and works. He thinks you are the model he has been looking for. He will cherish your model and won't change his mind easily

In his heart, he complained that Bai Bai, a painter of Liu, gave a ten million yuan work to the white bead curtain. At the same time, he decided that the white bead curtain was a rich man and worthy of his solicitude. Therefore, he had been enduring his displeasure and trying to please him."Hehe, I'll paint tomorrow." "It's late now. As a thank you, I'd like to invite the curator and Liu painter to have a meal."

"OK, OK," Liu's painter obviously hopes to stay with the white bead curtain for a while, and gets excited like a child. "I have a lot of details to discuss with you about tomorrow's painting..."

White bead curtain smile: "just right, I also have a lot of painting topics to discuss with you."

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