Pick up treasure

00180 Bronze Age

"Forget it, I won't go. Thank you for taking care of Zhang Bi after you go."

Wang Ding still rejected Sally's invitation. Wang Ding was still a little bit disappointed at the failure of the cooperation just now.And he had to adjust his thoughts when he went back now.

Because of what happened just now, Sally couldn't persuade Wang Ding any more, so she went to the party by herself.

Back at the Frankfurt Hotel, Wang Ding simply took a shower and went to bed.

Lying on the bed, Wang Ding was recalling everything that happened in Sean James' basement.

Apparently, Xiao En's statement that the oracle bone inscriptions were used to study Chinese characters a few years later was pure nonsense. It should be that these oracle bone inscriptions have special meaning to him personally.

You must know that the Dunhuang posthumous writings are more valuable than the oracle bone inscriptions. Since Xiao En can agree to exchange the Dunhuang posthumous writings for him, it is impossible for him to hold on to the oracle bone inscriptions.

Wang Ding couldn't let go of the Dunhuang suicide note, nor could he give up the oracle bone inscription, so he must find a way to know the significance of the oracle bone inscription to Sean James.

I'm afraid I can't know this point by myself, or I can ask Sally to help me ask that Aisha Wa, because Aisha Wa is definitely the one who knows.

Thinking of this, Wang Ding suddenly became enlightened, but at the moment when his expression was relaxed, Wang Ding felt sleepy on the soft bed.

……

Dong dong dong, I don't know who knocked on Wang Ding's door again. The continuous and uninterrupted knocking sound finally woke up Wang Ding who was sleeping. When he opened his eyes, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Wang Ding felt a little heavy, and after opening the door, it was a little waitress from Frankfurt who knocked on the door. The waiter was there to deliver dinner, because the hotel has the guest's entry and exit records, and the hotel with the room will The food was automatically delivered to the door. This waitress delivered food for the last time this time. In order to complete the task, she slammed the door directly.

"Sir, this is your dinner, sorry to disturb your rest."

When the French girl said it, Wang Ding really felt hungry. "Okay, thank you." After Wang Ding thanked, the French girl turned her hips and left.

But Wang Ding went out and knocked on Zhang Bi's room. After ten o'clock, Wang Ding guessed that Zhang Bi should be back, but there was no sound in Zhang Bi's room.

Because Wang Ding and Zhang Bi changed their phone cards when they came to Paris, Wang Ding dialed Zhang Bi's number, only to hear the bustling noise on the other side of the phone.

"Wang Ding, I had so much fun at the moment that I forgot to call you, I might play for a while, it's really interesting."

"Oh, is Sally with you?"

"Why, are you looking for her?" Zhang Bi was a little disappointed.

"No, I mean, with her here, I can rest assured, you are a girl, it's so late..." Wang Ding felt that Zhang Bi might think too much, so he shut up in time, but Zhang Bi still heard some information .

"Are you concerned about me?"

"Ah, isn't this all in a foreign country? I say you should come back early."

"Okay, I got it, anyway, it's almost over, right?" Zhang Bi said, only to hear the French youths shouting, "nonono"

"Hey, they said it's not over yet. It's okay, you can rest first, I haven't been this crazy for a long time. In China, basically everyone can't be this crazy. When we come to a foreign country, don't we go crazy? too tired?"

Zhang Bi hung up the phone after finishing speaking, and Zhang Bi's last words really infected Wang Ding, Paris, he is a romantic city, or come here, you should enjoy the romance of this city, I am always so nervous Stretched and reserved, so even in this romantic capital, there is still no romantic mood at all.

.......

On Wednesday, the third day of the trip to Paris, after Wang Ding and Zhang Bi came to the Louvre, the Rembrandt Terrace, Druid and Sally were already waiting in the Academic Exchange Hall of the Louvre.

Because I enjoyed the Sculpture Museum and the Asian Art Museum on Monday, the main focus is on the study of sculpture. Today, the course arranged by the Louvre for Wang Ding and Zhang Bi is to learn sculpture.

Sculpture is not a simple subject, and the average sculptor must have some painting skills, but compared with the time constraints, the Louvre did not complete the study by two people naturally, but jumped.

When the Druid saw Wang Ding again, he no longer looked down on him so much. The last time Wang Ding's small universe broke out, the Druid knew that this Chinese was not easy to mess with. On the surface, he looked like a poor boy, but Who knew he wasn't China's Li Ka-shing?

The relationship between Rembrandt Terrace and Zhang Bi improved a lot because of yesterday's youth party. The two of them looked at each other from time to time, and Wang Ding, who was standing in the middle, became like air.

Sally's eyes were very sharp. Seeing Wang Ding was a little embarrassed, she came over and pulled Wang Ding out of the queue.

"Wang Ding, do you know who our sculpture teacher is today?"

Sally's clever question asked Wang Ding to answer, so this action was not abrupt. How could Wang Ding know who the teacher was, and said casually, "It can't be Mr. Brewer, the curator?"

"No, how could it be him, he is not very proficient in sculpture."

"Then I don't know."

"Hehe," Sally smiled coquettishly, her eyes twitching, "It's a very famous sculptor...his name is Luo..."

"What, Rodin?" Wang Ding knew Rodin, he is the most famous sculptor in France, he worked hard all his life, but... "No, Master Rodin has already left?"

Sally heard that Wang Ding knew about Master Rodin, so she withdrew her mouth and said solemnly, "I haven't finished yet, Master Rodin has indeed passed away, but what I said today is that our sculptor today is Rodin's... former apprentice Albert Ni, he came to be our teacher."

"Alberni?"

Wang Ding always felt that this name was very familiar. In the field of sculpture art, this Albeni should be well-known, but no matter how Wang Ding thought about it, he couldn't remember what works he had created.

"Alberni is very similar to Master Rodin. They are both very brave and dare to make breakthroughs. Just as Master Rodin broke through the shackles of the official academic school at that time, Alberni is good at absorbing all fine traditions and abandoning the usual thinking of sculpture. His understanding of ancient Greece The graceful, vivid and contrasting technique of the sculpture has a very profound understanding, and he has learned the style of Master Rodin. He is a rare master figure in the history of modern sculpture."

Sally said, and Rembrandt added. "However, Master Alberni is a bit eccentric. When studying with him, you must break your usual thinking, and you must not have no thoughts. Moreover, he is very strict when he speaks, but he is not targeting people, so you must bear with it for a while. one time."

"We have no problem." Zhang Bi nodded, and Wang Ding also said that there is no problem.

The five people waited in the communication room, and the time passed by. After waiting for about twenty minutes, a middle-aged French man appeared in front of the five people.

This French man was a bit rough, with a shaggy beard, dense beards on his cheeks, and lifeless eyes. He didn't have the temperament of a psychic artist, but he was like a pool of silent stagnant water.The body is slightly fat, and the complexion is not that white, with a little yellowish.

The clothes were covered with gypsum powder, and there were splashes of oil paint on the trouser legs. The whole person was sloppy, not like a master, but like a garbage collector.

Albeni yawned lazily, approached Wang Ding and Zhang Bi step by step, and looked at the two Chinese in front of him.

"You two are Chinese students?"

Albeni can speak Chinese, Wang Ding was really overjoyed.But with his smile, Albeni was stunned, "Why didn't you answer my question."

"Yes, yes, we are Chinese." Zhang Bi quickly replied.

"So aren't you?"

"I'm."

"Why don't you answer me quickly. Get out, I don't welcome disobedient students in my classroom. Get out." Albeni said his personality was weird, but Wang Ding didn't expect it to be so weird. over him.

Wang Ding was embarrassed, and really didn't know what to do in the next second.Seeing that Albeni was going to drive Wang Ding out, the druid was actually a little gloating.

It was Sally who was more able to resolve conflicts. Seeing that Albeni wanted Wang Ding to go out, Sally said with a smile, "Mr. Alberni, we all know your teaching style, but the students who came all the way from China, How can you get used to it so quickly? Can the teacher give him an extra chance when dealing with guests from far away? I believe he will answer questions enthusiastically. Besides, he is still a very good student. Don’t you want to see what he is capable of? "

Sally said sweetly, although Albeni didn't like this, but Sally's words still made sense, after all, Wang Ding was Chinese, so he had to give him a little chance.

"Okay, then you just stand here and listen to my lecture. I didn't ask you to sit down until I felt that when you answered the question positively and showed your skills, do you have any objections?"

Albeni's speaking temperament was different from that of ordinary people. Wang Ding could guess that this is indeed a capable and qualified master. Since it is a master's lecture hall, why not stand up.

Wang Ding said immediately, "I have no objection."

"Okay." After Alberni nodded in satisfaction, he beckoned for his assistant to come over the next second, and after a few words in his ear, Alberni's assistant went down.

After a while, the assistant and a few buddies brought a sculpture made of bronze carving.

This statue is a naked man, holding a stick in his left hand, walking forward, when he was suddenly stunned by something in front of him, he stopped and stared blankly, while his right hand grabbed his wrist Hair, that look is very innocent and natural.For a moment, in that instant, he displayed human apprehension, shyness, and awe. (To be continued.)

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