My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 195 The work is exhibited for the first time
Han Qi met Jack when he got off the train in Bergen. He was smoking at the exit, next to the trash can.

Seeing Han Qi coming out, he pushed away the people in front and came over, saying: "Mr. Han, you are finally here, did you rest well on the way?"

"It's okay." Han Qi nodded, and then said, "Then let's go straight there. How is the gallery?"

"A lot of people are waiting at the door." Jack led Han Qi to the parking lot, and said, "Some are customers who read the boss's blog, and some old customers who like to visit the gallery. I heard that there is a The paintings that the deputy boss likes very much are going to be exhibited, and they are all waiting for the opening of the three o’clock gallery.”

"Excuse me."

Han Qi was really sorry, he could have rushed to Bergen earlier, but unfortunately he didn't see clearly at the time, took a very slow car, and it took more than ten hours to get here.

It's not as slow as a long-distance bus.

Jack drove more steadily, and Han Qi saw that his expression was not so anxious.

That's good.

He was worried about getting Dale into trouble.

They arrived at the gallery before two o'clock. There were five or six people in suits chatting at the main entrance of the gallery, let alone the side entrance, and there was no one there.Seeing such a deserted appearance, Han Qi suddenly became less nervous.

With the phone call from Dale in the morning and the scene that Jack just described, Han Qi thought how many people were waiting, but now it’s fine, a few people, if they are interested in his paintings, Han Qi can still chat with them chat.

He is still not used to having dozens of people come to watch Han Qi's paintings.

Go through the side door to Dale's office.

The door of Dale's office was open, she was playing with the computer, she was dressed in the same style as yesterday, very handsome.

He rarely saw a woman who could control short hair, and Del was one of them.Hearing Jack say that Dale is over [-] years old, I can't tell at all.

"You're here."

Dale stood up and said, she picked up a framed picture from the side wall and faced Han Qi, "Look at this picture, what do you think?"

The picture frame is very thick, and the work "Daytime" is placed on the wooden drawing board, and the outside is a layer of glass.There should be about two centimeters between them, just like putting Han Qi's paintings in a delicate glass box.

"It's very beautiful, even more beautiful than when I brought it over yesterday." Han Qi said.

He really felt that the painting was different today. After it was put into this picture frame, it was like putting something worthless into a box worth thousands of dollars, and this box increased the value of the item itself.

And with this layer of glass, Han Qi felt that the painting could still reflect light under the light.

Originally, the color of this painting was very bright, but now it has become more vivid.

Dale said happily:

"Your paintings are of high quality, and they look so beautiful when they are matched with our picture frames. I am very glad that you can come here. I guess many people will come to visit your paintings in a while, and many of them are long-term customers in the store. It has great purchasing power, do you need me to introduce it to you?"

Han Qi thinks there are only a few people, no need to introduce, right?

I can still listen to their comments on my paintings when the time comes. If Dale introduces herself to them, even if they have any opinions on my paintings, they will not raise them in front of me as a painter.

If you need to come out yourself, it's fine to introduce yourself.

So Han Qi refused.

"No need, Ms. Dale. Actually, I'm very nervous now. This is the first time my work has been exhibited by the public, and it's still in your gallery, surrounded by paintings by masters. I just hope I won't wait a while. I was scolded very badly."

"You are excellent, and your paintings are also excellent. Young people, you must be confident."

Although Han Qi's current painting method is still a little immature, it depends on who he compares with. If compared with ordinary painters, Han Qi's painting can beat many ordinary painters even if he doesn't paint it, but it is still Failed to reach the master level of perfection.

But what is Han Qi's best?
It's color.

Sophisticated routing, meticulous basic skills, and gorgeous colors.

Even if he can't achieve perfection in a certain aspect, as long as Han Qi can always mix such magical colors, he is a master. Even if Picasso, Da Vinci and others are revived, this must be admitted.

Since the time had not yet arrived, Dale asked Han Qi to sit in the office and wait for a while.

Han Qi couldn't sit still, so he went out to look at the painting for a while.

There is another floor upstairs in the gallery, a total of three floors. After entering through the gate, there are no particularly valuable works on the first floor, but there are many trophies, which are a little crowded and fill the entire cabinet.There are also many pictures of famous people in the gallery around.

Han Qi focused on those Asians.

There are many people in the entertainment circle, mainly because Han Qi thinks they are familiar.

With Takuya Kimura and his wife, Takeshi Kitano, etc., the atmosphere of oil painting in the island country is quite good.

I found a Sun Li in the Huayu circle, who actually came here last year depending on the date.

After looking down, I saw the bear's great emperor in one place.

Damn, Dale's gallery is so awesome?
Although I knew her gallery was the best in Norway, I never expected so many celebrities to come.

Go upstairs and continue chatting with Dale, but you don't see anyone on the second floor, and you don't find her until you go up to the third floor.Dale is instructing two employees to hang the painting "Daytime", which is considered one of the best positions on the third floor, as long as guests go up to the third floor, they can see it directly.

On both sides of Han Qi's painting, one is the work of the German painter Mai Linmu for 18 years, and the other side is not an oil painting, but a pair of prints. The painting shows a place Han Qi is very familiar with, Huaxia.

But it’s not Huaxia in modern society, but in the past. Look at the introduction, this is the work of the British painter Elizabeth in 1899, so this painting should show the period in the late Qing Dynasty.And it doesn't show the mess of China, but the bustling market.

Dale said:
"Ms. Elizabeth gave this painting to my great-grandfather before she died, and we have kept it. It belongs to my family's collection, and it is only for exhibition and not for sale. In fact, there are many paintings on the third floor that will not be sold for the time being. "

Han Qi expressed his understanding, but he also said, "This painting is very beautiful, isn't it?"

Dale nodded and said, "It's very beautiful, so I also went to Huaxia 20 years ago, but...at that time, Huaxia gave me a very ordinary feeling."

Twenty years ago, it should have been more than 20s, and I don't know where Dale went.

"If you go now, you will probably feel very different."

Dale looked at the engraving, and then said to Han Qi:
"I might not have thought this way before, but you have appeared, so now I think it is not impossible to go again. It just so happens that I know a friend in Huaxia. She has devoted herself to holding Nordic art exhibitions in Huaxia for several years. I mentioned it to her. You, maybe she will contact you in the near future."

"An art exhibition, but I don't have any extra paintings."

Han Qi expressed helplessness.

His recent plan should be to paint the sunset scenery he saw yesterday.

But that is undoubtedly a relatively long process.

Han Qi felt that it would be impossible to complete it within a month, so even if the person Dale said wanted to open an art exhibition and found him, Han Qi had nothing to give her.Anyway, let's talk about this later, Han Qi doesn't know what this person looks like, maybe he won't come looking for him yet.

Chatting with an intellectual woman, the time passed quickly, and soon the assistant came over and told the two that it was three o'clock.

Dale said: "Then open the door, it's time to let them see your excellence, Han."

Han Qi nodded with a smile, but squeezed and released his hands where no one could see, using this method to relieve the tension deep in his heart... What the hell, how could he not be worried?Han Qi had never stood in such a position before.

The songs he sang have been evaluated by countless people, but that is on the music software.

Even if he performed on the street, he was the only one performing, and there were no big-name singers around.But now, there are works of well-known painters such as Mai Linmu, Emil, Elizabeth, etc. around him.

Even if I didn't know these people before, I met these people in the chat with Dale and the search on the Internet. They are all the top painters in modern society, and a single painting can sell tens of millions. .

This is still they are alive, when they die, wouldn't it be easy to double the painting ten times?
Han Qi glanced down from the window.

???

This?
A dense crowd of people on the street came out of various places such as coffee shops and restaurants, and gathered at the entrance on the first floor of the gallery as if they had entered a funnel. There were six to seventy people in sight, and it was not known whether they had come or not.

Although it's three o'clock now, the door hasn't opened yet.

There must be some smart people hiding somewhere, trying to wait until the people are gone before coming to visit.

What is the concept of 70 people getting together?
If this is a street concert, more than 70 people, Han Qi, would have to consider whether to sneak out early, but [-] people lined up to enter the venue, and the line went directly to the corner of the street... This is a gallery that charges money, you want it? Don't be so enthusiastic?
Dale also saw this scene, and said to the little assistant: "Let's go with these people first, too many people are not good. Make sure that the gallery doesn't feel crowded, and let them in after they leave."

"Ok."

When the assistant went downstairs, Dale whispered, "I didn't expect the publicity to be so effective."

"What?" Han Qi asked.

"I'm talking about the effect of publicity. I posted on Twitter yesterday, saying that a talented painter was invited, and the work has achieved a color revolution that no one has achieved for many years." Dale suddenly laughed, as if she was much younger again Years old.

She patted Han Qi's arm: "Come on!"

come on?

Han Qi was so nervous that he rubbed his hands together.

I was already very nervous, and now I am told such a thing.

This is putting me on fire.

Han Qi had already heard the voice, those people were walking towards the third floor.Since the people who came here after seeing Dale’s Twitter must have been to this gallery, they know that generally new works will be displayed on the third floor, and they will not be sold until they are painted with varnish about a year later.

Dale looked at Han Qi with questioning eyes, and Han Qi took two steps back in a second.

If you come on, you will pretend that I don't exist.

He wanted to wait and see what the audience thought of his painting before considering whether to tell them that he was the creator of the painting.

If the evaluation is not good, why don't you just go back to Huaxia to practice?
Then I will not participate in such activities as galleries, or art exhibitions, and I will draw by myself to enjoy myself.One day I will get the talent for painting, and then I will become a well-known painter.

The first guest to come up was a Mediterranean uncle.

Looks thirty to forty years old.

She's very young, so I don't see any wrinkles anyway, but it's too pitiful to have such a hairstyle at such a young age.Han Qi was distracted thinking, what if he becomes like this in the future?He definitely wouldn't go out like this, even if he shaved his head completely bald, he would still be more handsome than Mediterranean.

"Dal? You're here."

"Well, Mr. Skodali, you go shopping first, and I'll go back to the office first."

Skodali hurriedly stopped Dale and asked, "Don't leave, I'm here for your blog, you have to tell me where the painting you mentioned is first."

"That's right." Dale pointed to the side.

It was originally placed in a more conspicuous position on the third floor, so as long as you go upstairs, you will be attracted by this painting immediately.

But the first thing people who came to the third floor saw was not the painting, but Dale, so many people subconsciously ignored the things around them.It wasn't until Dale pointed it out that everyone looked at where Dale pointed.

Reflective!
Skodali first saw the sun at the top of the picture, and thought it was the reflection of the sun. After walking a little, he found that it was all painted with paint, and it was a sun hanging in the sky.

How did you manage to paint such bright colors with paint?
As we all know, the pigments formulated in paintings are always slightly different from reality, even masters cannot perfectly restore the colors of reality.And this sun definitely shows the real sun.

Under the sun, it is a bustling commercial street with a strong modern flavor and classic lines, but the colors are extremely bold, and some places even go beyond the lines, but it is not a mistake.Instead, color is used to express a deeper meaning.

The only dark color is the traveler on the right side of the screen.

The audience tentatively regarded this person as a traveler in their hearts, because he was carrying a very tall travel bag, which blocked half of his body, and only his feet could be seen.

The people on the street are bright and colorful, but their expressions are indifferent, and everyone is lonely.

At this time, the only reverse color sets off the traveler.

Although the expression is dark, it is black, it is shadow.

But everyone who saw this painting felt that if they could see the front face of this traveler, they must be happy, free and unrestrained.

Dale smiled and stepped out of the crowd.

"How?" she asked quietly.

Han Qi nodded unconvincingly, seeing more and more people stunned, amazed, and unbelievable after seeing his paintings. There was a force in his heart that seemed to break out, and his nervousness turned into excitement and pride.

He opened his lips slightly and spoke in a low voice, as if answering Dale, but in Chinese.

"I feel like I'm awesome now."

(End of this chapter)