American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"If you like it, keep it. If you don't like it, I'll take it back."

Chuck said calmly: "I have a lot of these copying works, and they are not for sale. I don't lack the ten thousand dollars."

"I like it very much...thank you very much."

Seeing that Chuck really had no other intentions, Professor Alicia Harper hesitated and chose to accept it.

If something like art is valuable, it's worth a penny. If it's not valuable, it's worthless. Or just count the money for drawing paper and ink as Chuck said.

The reason for the incredibly high premium is often not purely artistic.

A friend doodles something and then gives it away. Apart from the hype and other factors, it is actually not much different from coming to your door with a plate of food cooked by yourself.

Chuck nodded.

Under the arrangement of Professor Alicia Harper, everyone took their seats.

Beverly sat on one side with little Sheldon, Monica sat on one side with Peggy, and Chuck sat on the narrow side.

Professor John Harper sat on the floor with Peggy's manuscript and looked at it intently.

Professor Alicia Harper carries food back and forth in the kitchen.

Um.

No one helped.

Beverly, Little Sheldon, and Peggy are actually the same kind of people, and it is impossible for them to help. Chuck can overcome his instinct and go to help, but considering that giving away a random doodle, everyone including Alicia Ha Professor Po thought wrongly, but chose to sit there and remain still.

He really just likes the other person's eyes, using them to enjoy and relax his body and mind, and relieve the physical pain caused by severe autism. Every time he goes to one of her classes, the night training such as anti-bright light and noise becomes easier. Quite a few.

In his eyes, Professor Alicia Harper is no different from a tool or a landscape, and there really are no other distractions.

Among the people sitting there, only Monica was able to help. According to her original temperament, she was willing to help, and she was even very proactive.

But now her mind was filled with that painting. She sat on the seat next to Chuck. She couldn't hold it in anymore and leaned forward slightly to look at Chuck: "Chuck, you also know why I was raped." Is your name Monana? I also like art very much."

Chuck looked at her noncommittally and motioned for her to say whatever she wanted.

Liking art is an emotion left over from his predecessor, and after fusion, he also instinctively likes art, especially painting.

But in his previous life, he was just an ordinary person who could not be more ordinary. He had no sense of the perception of works of art. Specifically, when it comes to copying the free form of the master, in his eyes, it was just a blind painting.

Like the articles written by Lu Xun, there is indeed a certain connotation expressed, but the more mysterious and rich connotations are still interpreted blindly by the appreciators who later relied on these interpretations.

Does the art creator himself know how to hammer? They are just carriers of art, just blind men touching an elephant. Interpreters of art realize that they are the ones who truly see the elephant from God's perspective.

After this ordinary person's point of view was combined with the previous love for art, it has become what it is now. It is just a pure love for art itself, the purest kind.

To put it in a vulgar way, it is just like a child who likes to draw a few random drawings with chalk, even if there is no aesthetic feeling, but he is just happy and enjoys it.

To put it simply, elegant art means not recognizing the beauty of a wife, and of course it’s the kind that doesn’t show off.

Monica said that she likes art, but in Chuck's eyes, it is the kind of love that ordinary people like. Because of the deliberately inflated price, they are not allowed to have a sense of awe independently. They don't like good things or can't see how good they are. Doesn't it seem to be uninformed and unsophisticated? In fact, the person who really likes or is in awe of Franklin is actually Franklin.

"You said you had many...I want one too."

Monica was looked at by Chuck like this, and faced everyone's gaze, her face was slightly hot, and she said in a low voice.

"good."

This request was so simple that Chuck agreed immediately.

Seeing how happy Chuck was, Monica smiled again on her face. When she saw Professor Alicia Harper bringing something over again, she stood up and said cheerfully: "I'm here to help you."

"Are you just copying?"

Peggy watched Monica go to the kitchen and looked at Chuck with a smile.

"no."

Chuck shook his head.

Copying was done by my predecessor. Now, as a simple hobby, I naturally draw my own original works according to my own ideas. When I am interested, I can just draw a few strokes.

"Can you draw me one?"

Peggy looked at Chuck with a smile: "Let me be the theme in your eyes."

Chuck looked at Peggy for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I will draw it when I have time. I can't tell when I can give it to you."

"No hurry, take your time as you wish."

Peggy smiled: "I like this feeling of anticipation."

When Monica came over with the meal and heard this conversation, her beautiful face suddenly became bitter and her eyes were full of annoyance.

damn it!

Why didn’t I think of this level?

She should have asked Chuck to use her as the subject to draw a picture of her in his eyes before. That would be so good. Compared with this copy of any master's work, it is simply incomparable.

As for the copy of the master's work being worth more than ten thousand dollars, she didn't care. She wasn't doing it for money, and no matter how valuable it was, it was given to her by Chuck. Could she still sell it?

"John, we'll see you later. Come over for dinner first."

After Professor Alicia Harper brought the last copy over, she shouted to her husband who was still immersed in reading the manuscript.

Professor John Harper showed no reaction.

"He's like this... let's eat first."

Seeing this, Professor Alicia Harper smiled helplessly at everyone, took the red wine sent by Beverly, and subconsciously asked: "Who drinks?"

"I do not drink!"

"I can't drink!"

"I do not drink!"

"I'd rather drink it!"

Beverly, Little Sheldon, Chuck, and Peggy all gave their answers, leaving Professor Alicia Harper stunned.

"I will drive."

Monica, the only normal person who seems to be able to drink, reveals her troubles.

Professor Alicia Harper could only pick up the red wine and prepare to take it back.

"Mona, you can drink with Professor Harper."

Peggy suddenly said: "Don't worry about driving. When you get drunk, let Chuck take us back."

After saying this, she looked at Chuck: "Is that okay?"

"good."

Chuck had no problem with that.

"Then drink a little?"

Monica met Peggy's encouraging gaze and said tentatively.

"Just drink a little."

Professor Alicia Harper smiled.

Being in such a family and having such a husband, she likes to have a drink sometimes.

In this way, there were six people at the table, and only Monica accompanied Professor Alicia Harper to raise a glass and drink. As they drank, Monica and Professor Alicia Harper began to talk more, and their voices gradually It got louder, and little Sheldon frowned when he heard it.

What kind of boring and uninteresting topics are these?

Thinking of this, he felt that he had an obligation to correct this inappropriate dinner atmosphere and create a valuable dinner topic.