Portable Museum

The patterns of Persian carpets are mostly composed of abstract plants, Islamic characters and geometric patterns.

If this kind of pattern is not customized and designed according to the decoration layout of the entire room, it will not give people the feeling of gorgeousness, but dazzling, so dazzling that it makes people feel very uncomfortable.

In the spacious and bright hall, many people have already come. Men and women in suits, leather shoes, and colorful clothes are all elegant, holding wine glasses, chatting together, or admiring the oil paintings on the wall alone.

The oil paintings hanging on the walls are also very precious works of art, works of famous artists in the Middle Ages or modern times.

Zhang Junping saw at a glance that a flat copy of his own painting was also hanging on the wall.

At this time, there were three or four people guarding under Ping Fang, discussing the artistry of Ping Fang.

Now in April, the temperature at night is still a bit low, Zhang Junping can't help but feel sorry for the beauties in the hall, who wear too little.

"Haha! George, you can come late!" A muscular white man in his 30s, accompanied by a beautiful woman in a gorgeous dress, came over and hugged George Fairburn.

"I picked up a friend so I was a little late!

Li En, let me introduce you, this is Zhang from China, a very talented artist! "George Fairborn and Li En hugged each other, and then introduced Zhang Junping to each other.

"Welcome, Zhang from China! Hope you have a wonderful night!" Li En and Zhang Junping shook hands and said politely.

Obviously, Li En didn't pay much attention to a young man like Zhang Junping.

The only thing that can make Li Endo take a look is that this kid is so handsome.

Of course, this is also because of George Fairburn's selfish intentions. He did not introduce Zhang Junping as a mediocre author, otherwise the treatment would be completely different.

According to George Fairburn, the author of the imitation must maintain enough mystery. Except for the three members of Jordan and his small group, the identity of the imitation author cannot be publicized.

"Thank you! If you take the liberty to bother me, please return Haihan!" Zhang Junping thanked politely.

"Please come inside, have fun!" Li En said politely, then turned and left.

As the host of today's party, he still has a lot of things to do. He has to welcome new guests and greet old friends from time to time.

George Fairborn was still very loyal. He took Zhang Junping around the hall and introduced him to many celebrities in Paris.

Then he smiled and said to Zhang Junping: "Dear Zhang, from now on, everyone can move freely. I hope you can find creative inspiration today."

"My inspiration is already a bit overwhelming! If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, I would just find a place to do some creation." Zhang Junping laughed.

"Have fun!" George Fairborn gave Zhang Junping a look that any man could understand, and then left with his arms around the beautiful woman.

"Damn! The cabbage is so good!" Zhang Junping cursed secretly.

He really knows the beautiful woman in George Fairburn's arms. The famous French film star Isabelle Huppert is one of the hottest female stars in France at present. She just won the Best Actress Award at the Cannes International Film Festival last year.

I am in my 20s this year, which is the period when the charm of Western women is at its peak, with a pretty figure and a hot personality.

Western women are very precocious. For example, Sophie Marceau, whom Zhang Junping met the day before yesterday, was just 13 years old, and her development was comparable to that of a [-]- or [-]-year-old girl in China.

But in the same way, Western women also age quickly. Once they pass thirty, people can't see it.

Of course, many women rely on technological means to abruptly extend their peak moments to 50 or even 60 years old.

But, that's all lying to yourself.

Zhang Junping believes that the best-looking Western women are in the age group from above to below 30 years old.

It's a pity that there are many such superb women on parties, but none of them are my taste.

They are all a group of superficial women, chasing the sour smell of money and power.

So, to look at Zhang Junping, a young and handsome guy, just to have a good time, and then the target is those successful men with big bellies on the party.

Zhang Junping was also happy and leisurely, took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray, wandered around in the hall, admiring the oil paintings on the wall, and all kinds of exotic artworks in the corners.

"Hello, sir!" A pleasant voice came from behind Zhang Junping.

"Hello, beautiful lady!" Zhang Junping turned around with a smile and greeted the other party.

It is rare for a woman who is not superficial to come and communicate with me.

"Your name is Zhang?"

"You can call me that, beautiful Miss Isabelle!" Zhang Junping nodded with a smile, even if the other party is Isabelle Adjani, who is more beautiful than Isabelle Huppert, Zhang Junping still doesn't bother to give the other party's first and last name difference.

"You know me?" Isabel Adjani asked with a little surprise.

"When George introduced it just now, remember that a beautiful woman will always leave a deep impression on people." Zhang Junping explained with a gentlemanly smile.

In the words, he secretly praised Isabel Adjani's appearance.

There are two Isabelles on the party today, and they are both the most popular female stars in France. It cannot but be said that Li En has great energy.

The Isabelle Adjani in front of me is more beautiful and famous than the Isabelle Huppert just now.

She is 24 years old this year, which is the golden age of a woman. She has won several French awards and was nominated for an Oscar for Best Actress.

The current market is mainly on the bald eagle side.

Today, even if I have to come to the party for some reasons, but because the career is on the side of the bald eagle, there is no demand for successful people on the party.

Don't have to chase the rancidity of money and power.

In the whole party, Zhang Junping was the most eye-catching and the youngest one. Isabel Adjani followed her own heart, came to Zhang Junping, and struck up a conversation with him.

"Thank you Mr. Zhang for your compliment!" Isabel Adjani smiled sweetly.

"I just heard from Mr. Stuart that you are an artist?"

"I don't dare to be an artist. I'm just a painter, a calligrapher, and a sculptor." Zhang Junping laughed.

"Mr. Zhang is so humorous! You know so many arts!" Isabel Adjani giggled at Zhang Junping.

Isabel Adjani rolled her eyes, pointed to the oil painting on the wall with a smile and asked, "I just wonder how Mr. Zhang's level is compared to those artists on the wall?"

"It's a pity that I didn't bring any drawing tools with me today, otherwise I must show Ms. Isabel that my level is no worse than the one on the wall." Zhang Junping smiled confidently.

"Mr. Zhang, don't you know? The theme of today's party is Paris art and cultural exchanges.

There may not be anything else on the party, but there will definitely be a lot of drawing tools. "Isabelle Adjani said with a smile.

"I really don't know, it was just pulled here temporarily by George." Zhang Junping laughed.

"Mr. Zhang, I have always hoped to have a portrait of myself. Do you understand what I mean? I wonder if Mr. Zhang is willing to help?" Isabel Adjani asked shyly.

"I almost understand!" Zhang Junping nodded clearly, and then asked: "With all due respect, Miss Isabel, if you want a portrait of yourself, there should be many well-known artists willing to grant your wish."

"However, they are not as good-looking as you!"

"Haha! Thank you Miss Isabel for your compliment, I am very willing to grant your wish.

It's just that it seems inconvenient here! "Zhang Junping looked around.

"Mr. Zhang, please follow me!" Isabel Adjani took Zhang Junping's arm and led him to a room on the second floor.

This is a lounge.

There are many such rooms on the second floor. When passing by, Zhang Junping heard voices discussing art coming from inside.

Very involved, very intense.

"Mr. Zhang, wait a moment!" Isabel Adjani turned and went out, and walked in with a set of painting tools after a while.

"Mr. Zhang, take a look and see if it suits you."

"Okay, now let's discuss how to better draw a portrait that satisfies Miss Isabel." Zhang Junping took the painting tools, gently embraced Isabel Adjani's slender waist, and said with a smile.

"Okay! How do you discuss it?" Isabel Adjani said softly, putting her arms around Zhang Junping's neck.

"I need to find inspiration first!" Zhang Junping said and threw the painting tools on the ground.

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Two hours later, Isabel asked in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Zhang, have you found inspiration for painting?"

"I've found it! I promise, the picture drawn now must be your most beautiful appearance, Isabel."

Zhang Junping went to the ground with bare feet, picked up the easel on the ground, propped it up, fixed the canvas, and began to adjust the colors and paint.

Zhang Junping is very focused. The image of Isabelle Adjani has already been imprinted in his mind. There is no need to glance at it and draw it like in TV dramas.

In fact, not only Zhang Junping, but almost all the painters who have entered the art circle, it is impossible to draw a stroke at a glance.

The most beautiful scenery has been extracted in the mind.

Isabelle Adjani was weak and lay lazily on the sofa, looking at Zhang Junping busy painting with eyes full of affection.

It was a good encounter, the streamlined muscles were full of explosive power, which she had experienced just now.

With deep eyes, one can't help but sink into them.

Serious men are the most attractive.

Zhang Junping is absolutely full of inspiration today, his brushwork is like flying, and even the color adjustment is a one-time success.

Just over half an hour later, Zhang Junping threw the paintbrush on the ground, "You're done!

Dear Isabel, come and see if this is your prettiest look. "

"Let me see!" Isabel Adjani ran over barefoot.

"Wow! Is this me? Is this really me?" Isabelle Adjani screamed in surprise.

Isabelle Adjani was really pleasantly surprised. She originally approached Zhang Junping on the party, but only saw how handsome he was.

To put it bluntly, Isabel is just greedy for Zhang Junping's beauty, who knows there will be unexpected gains.

Even Isabelle Adjani did not have much artistic talent, but she fell in love with this oil painting at a glance.

"Of course, this is Isabel, the most beautiful girl in my heart!" Zhang Junping laughed.

"It's great! Dear Zhang, your painting is really great!" Isabel Adjani jumped up, threw herself into Zhang Junping's arms, and sent a passionate kiss.

"Isabelle, I think we need to continue discussing the technique of painting.

In my opinion, a piece of "Spring Tide" is not enough to completely show your beauty, Isabel! "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Okay! What are you waiting for!"

It takes a short time to create, but it always takes a lot of time to discuss art, so that Zhang Junping only had time to paint the second painting "Spring Sleep", and never had time to paint the third and fourth paintings.

How could Zhang Junping be satisfied with this, so the two met again at the Hilton Hotel to continue their discussion.

After a night of discussion, Zhang Junping finally gathered enough inspiration on the second day to draw the third "Spring Dawn".

Although I intend to continue to discuss and see if I can paint the fourth oil painting "Spring Love", Isabelle Adjani is going to shoot a commercial, and Zhang Junping also needs to go to receive the store.

We can only make an appointment and continue to discuss artistic creation next time.

After getting dressed, Zhang Junping took the business car provided by the hotel and came to Charles de Gaulle Square.

The two shops have been vacated and can be renovated.

There were quite a few former shop assistants in the two shops, and they were all waiting for him in the shop.

Accompanied by Rosa and Lisa, the store manager of another store, Zhang Junping inspected the two stores inside and out.

The original decoration of the two stores was very luxurious, with white marble floors, bright and clean.

Originally, Zhang Junping thought it was imitation marble tiles, but after looking carefully, he realized that they were marble tiles.

"Did the original owner of the closet not want these shelves?"

"I asked Mr. Hadibes, and he said no!" Rosa replied standing behind Zhang Junping.

"Okay then! Can these shelves and wardrobes be disposed of as second-hand goods?" Zhang Junping turned around and asked.

"Okay! It's just not very valuable!"

"Then contact, get rid of them all!

Of course, if you need it, you can also take it home!

The money spent on shelves and wardrobes is used to treat everyone to coffee. "Zhang Junping explained to Rosa and Lisa.

"Thank you sir, you are so generous!" Rosa and Lisa thanked quickly.

"I call it generosity to others!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.

After seeing his storefront, Zhang Junping came to the other three stores next door.

This place has been rented out, and the rent has not yet expired.

Zhang Junping didn't plan to get it back either. The rent of the three shops was enough to support the various expenses of the gallery and the art store in the early stage.

Zhang Junping knew very well in his heart that these two stores, within half a year or even a year, don't think about making money, they can make money if they spend less time with each other.