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Chapter 85 Stealing the Show
Chapter 85 Stealing the Show (2)
There was a long queue at the gate, and Fu Qingliu had an invitation letter, so he could enter first without queuing. After entering the gate, Fu Qingliu looked at the huge manor castle, and guessed that even the long queue outside would not look too crowded. The castle is so big that it looks a little dizzy.She has to go to the committee to get her paintings first, and then find her own booth to put the paintings on. Fortunately, when she came to deposit the paintings yesterday, she had to confirm where her booth is, so as not to be crowded in the crowd The hard work of finding a booth.
Almost the entire castle and most of the rooms and even the corridors in the castle are places for exhibitions. After entering, you can see all kinds of artworks everywhere, including paintings and pottery. They come from all over the world, and art has no borders, so there is no division. By country, region and race, only by art type, here is traditional oriental ink painting, there is classical western oil painting, here is modern Chinese painting, there is modern western oil painting, etc., divided into various areas for viewing the exhibition People watch, lest they get dazzled and end up seeing nothing.
Although Fu Qingliu does not regularly paint classical oil paintings or modern oil paintings, according to the two works she participated in the exhibition, she reported modern oil paintings, so she carried her own paintings to the modern western oil painting area of modern paintings. Everyone at the booth has already arrived, including yellow, white, and black people. There are many people looking at the paintings in this area. Fu Qingliu also saw Zhao Minhui sitting in a wheelchair. Her booth was surrounded by The most people, those people in suits and ties with blond hair who look either rich or expensive, seem to appreciate her paintings very much, beside her is the man in suit who takes care of her back and forth, and now seems to be her translator, although She can also converse in English, but it is inevitable that embarrassing things will happen when others speak too fast and cannot understand or she forgets words. She still needs a translator by her side just in case.
Fu Qingliu was a little curious about Zhao Minhui's paintings, but those people surrounded her booth so densely that she could only see Zhao Minhui and her assistant sitting beside the booth. Zhao Minhui also noticed Fu Qingliu , looked at the unopened painting in her hand from a distance, then nodded to her, and continued to speak with a smile to those guests who asked how much she sold.
Compared with Zhao Minhui's booth, the modern painting area with so many booths seemed a bit bleak. The painters or painter's agents sitting beside their respective booths looked more or less embarrassed and jealous. Fu Qingliu shrugged. Shrugging his shoulders, he put down his painting indifferently, slowly lifted the canvas and hung it up, and sat on the chair beside him.
Due to the distance between each booth, the distance between painters is not close enough to chat with each other. In addition, although it is a bit bleak compared to Zhao Minhui, there are people who visit the exhibition from their booths at any time. After that, painters or agents should take this opportunity to chat with interested clients. It would be best if they could find their own Bole.
Fu Qingliu only has two paintings, which look much more shabby than other people's at least seven or eight paintings. Even the scenery on the canvas is very monotonous, but unfortunately, as if with magical powers, after the eyes fall on them, they will no longer Couldn't take my eyes off, or be strangled by that owl's eye, or my heart be pulled by that fiery peony like a gypsy girl dancing for desperate love.
The British people who had just entered their area were caught in their eyes. The two paintings were so overbearing that they had no time to look at other people's paintings, so they ran towards Fu Qingliu. Fu Qingliu, who still wanted to take a break, immediately fell into a busy chatter, and her booth was soon full of people, calling the entire area, the two booths of Zhao Minhui and Fu Qingliu were the most crowded. It is amazingly conspicuous, because people who come here can hardly help but walk to the two booths to see what kind of paintings are so attractive.
(End of this chapter)
There was a long queue at the gate, and Fu Qingliu had an invitation letter, so he could enter first without queuing. After entering the gate, Fu Qingliu looked at the huge manor castle, and guessed that even the long queue outside would not look too crowded. The castle is so big that it looks a little dizzy.She has to go to the committee to get her paintings first, and then find her own booth to put the paintings on. Fortunately, when she came to deposit the paintings yesterday, she had to confirm where her booth is, so as not to be crowded in the crowd The hard work of finding a booth.
Almost the entire castle and most of the rooms and even the corridors in the castle are places for exhibitions. After entering, you can see all kinds of artworks everywhere, including paintings and pottery. They come from all over the world, and art has no borders, so there is no division. By country, region and race, only by art type, here is traditional oriental ink painting, there is classical western oil painting, here is modern Chinese painting, there is modern western oil painting, etc., divided into various areas for viewing the exhibition People watch, lest they get dazzled and end up seeing nothing.
Although Fu Qingliu does not regularly paint classical oil paintings or modern oil paintings, according to the two works she participated in the exhibition, she reported modern oil paintings, so she carried her own paintings to the modern western oil painting area of modern paintings. Everyone at the booth has already arrived, including yellow, white, and black people. There are many people looking at the paintings in this area. Fu Qingliu also saw Zhao Minhui sitting in a wheelchair. Her booth was surrounded by The most people, those people in suits and ties with blond hair who look either rich or expensive, seem to appreciate her paintings very much, beside her is the man in suit who takes care of her back and forth, and now seems to be her translator, although She can also converse in English, but it is inevitable that embarrassing things will happen when others speak too fast and cannot understand or she forgets words. She still needs a translator by her side just in case.
Fu Qingliu was a little curious about Zhao Minhui's paintings, but those people surrounded her booth so densely that she could only see Zhao Minhui and her assistant sitting beside the booth. Zhao Minhui also noticed Fu Qingliu , looked at the unopened painting in her hand from a distance, then nodded to her, and continued to speak with a smile to those guests who asked how much she sold.
Compared with Zhao Minhui's booth, the modern painting area with so many booths seemed a bit bleak. The painters or painter's agents sitting beside their respective booths looked more or less embarrassed and jealous. Fu Qingliu shrugged. Shrugging his shoulders, he put down his painting indifferently, slowly lifted the canvas and hung it up, and sat on the chair beside him.
Due to the distance between each booth, the distance between painters is not close enough to chat with each other. In addition, although it is a bit bleak compared to Zhao Minhui, there are people who visit the exhibition from their booths at any time. After that, painters or agents should take this opportunity to chat with interested clients. It would be best if they could find their own Bole.
Fu Qingliu only has two paintings, which look much more shabby than other people's at least seven or eight paintings. Even the scenery on the canvas is very monotonous, but unfortunately, as if with magical powers, after the eyes fall on them, they will no longer Couldn't take my eyes off, or be strangled by that owl's eye, or my heart be pulled by that fiery peony like a gypsy girl dancing for desperate love.
The British people who had just entered their area were caught in their eyes. The two paintings were so overbearing that they had no time to look at other people's paintings, so they ran towards Fu Qingliu. Fu Qingliu, who still wanted to take a break, immediately fell into a busy chatter, and her booth was soon full of people, calling the entire area, the two booths of Zhao Minhui and Fu Qingliu were the most crowded. It is amazingly conspicuous, because people who come here can hardly help but walk to the two booths to see what kind of paintings are so attractive.
(End of this chapter)
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