The vest is played on the face of the card

To be on the safe side, Giorno opened the envelope on the premise of ensuring that he was absolutely safe and would never be hit by any special substitute ability.

Inside the envelope was a chapter of photos that looked like a Polaroid or something.Giorno picked up the photo and was stunned after just one glance.

In the photo is a weird and distorted picture. In the picture, the young man is walking in the dark, and his shadow stretches very long behind him.If only this is the case, the photo lacks a light source, and the whole picture looks a little weird and eerie.What makes people feel wrong the most must be the distorted picture.

I don't know how the photographer did it. Many angles of people in his photos overlapped together, making it difficult to distinguish the main body of the photo.

Giorno hesitated for a moment, and he said, "May I ask, is this photo taken by you?"

It is a treasure of the system.

It happened to be a little embarrassing, but fortunately, the vest itself has an unsmiling personality, so in the end, Giorno didn't notice the embarrassment in his heart at all.

Seeing that Ganqiao didn't speak, Giorno could only accept this photo, and he said, "Thank you, Mr. Saejima."

He didn't mention the matter of compensation, Gan Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, just now he was even thinking, in this world, he should just not wear a vest at all - what does Saejima Koga's destruction of artworks have to do with him ?

But in the end, he still didn't come to this point, he looked at Giorno in front of him, and heaved a sigh of relief.

When Qianqiao was silent, Giorno had quietly put away the photos.He changed the subject in a timely manner and said, "Thank you for your assistance. Do you want to come and see the art exhibition when it officially opens?"

Although he was polite when he spoke, in the eyes of a guilty person like Qianqiao, he was almost a threat.

Although he didn't agree to Giorno, he didn't reject him in the end either.

When Giorno returned to the office, Mista had been waiting for him for a while.He found a repairer with experience in repairing art works, roughly negotiated the cost of the repairs, and agreed on a date, probably in time for the art exhibition.

At this time Giorno came back, and he talked about it.

Giorno nodded, indicating that he understood, and at the same time took out all the odds and ends in his pockets.When he took out the photo, Mista leaned forward curiously.

He just glanced at it and let out an exaggerated scream: "What are you? I've never seen such an outrageous photo."

Giorno didn't know how to speak to Mista.He could only perfunctorily say, "It was given to me by someone else."

Mista held the photo, and his smile became more and more exaggerated: "It's so interesting to be able to take a photo like this. When the repairman comes, I'm going to show him this photo, maybe he sees it. Then you'll be shocked."

Saying so, he placed the photo on top of the painting that needed repair.

After a few words, they were about to start busy work.Mista packed the photos and broken paintings together, regardless of whether the contents inside would be damaged twice due to his insufficient work.

Giorno watched him finish everything and reminded: "Don't get confused."

Mista sneered: "Who would confuse this kind of photo with a photo, it's not an idiot."

As they said this, they did not pay attention to the artwork any more.

On the second day, the art exhibition was held as scheduled.Because of the high price paid, and the fact that Mista's tone was not very good when explaining those tasks, the repairer completed the repair overnight and sent the artwork to the designated place.

When Giorno came, it was already late.

He had dealt with a lot of things the day before, and he was still working until this morning.So when he finally remembered that today was the opening of an important art exhibition, it was already afternoon.

Giorno stood at the entrance of the art gallery. He didn't know what was going on with the most important exhibit, and he didn't know what the evaluations of those who were attracted to the exhibition were. He was prepared for the worst.

As a result, as soon as he walked to the entrance of the art gallery, Giorno heard the whispers of people around him.

"Have you heard, among the exhibits this time, there is a particularly outstanding work."

"Ah, I also heard about it this morning, so I came here specially. It is indeed an excellent work. People like me, who have never been interested in art, were moved to tears."

"That's right, it's simply a shocking masterwork. If we must define art, there is no doubt that the so-called art is definitely this thing."

Art really is the thing that can most resonate with others.

Giorno sighed, and he walked into the art gallery.

The art gallery is already crowded with people.

For this kind of place, it is really a very rare thing to have so many people.I saw everyone standing in front of the same exhibit, and they had a heated discussion about this exhibit.

In the end, the voices of several people became louder and louder.

Giorno had a bad premonition.

He passed through the crowd, finally got to the front row, and saw a photo in a delicate frame.That familiar distorted feeling, that feeling that even light and shadow can't be used well, is undoubtedly the photo Giorno received from Saeshima Koga.

His expression suddenly became very complicated.

Giorno looked at this photo with a strange expression, and the people next to him noticed his unusual reaction, so he said, "This is the first time you have come to this kind of place, so you can't understand such post-modernism." Artwork is pretty normal. If you speculate, you will be moved by art."

Everything he said could be understood.

But Giorno couldn't understand it at all if he took it apart.

At this moment, he received a call from Mista, who didn't know where Mista was, and there was anger in his voice.

Giorno asked him, "What's wrong?"

Mista said: "Didn't I say that I gave the artwork to professional maintenance personnel for repair, and it turned out...they took the wrong one. I am bringing the correct exhibit. Please wait for me."

so.

What a mistake.

Giorno was in a state of confusion, he had no idea why things turned out like this.Looking at the messy photo, he reached out his hand to take it down, but as soon as he reached out, he was immediately stopped by the people next to him.

"You bastard, what do you want to do!"

Giorno tried to explain: "I am the organizer of this art exhibition. Because I got the wrong exhibit, I want to replace it with the correct one."

The dense crowd around him heard his words, and their reactions became more intense.

They looked at Giorno and protested: "Are you going to keep this level of artwork for yourself? You are too selfish."

A series of question marks popped up in Giorno's head. He pointed to the photo and said cautiously: "I have an idea that I'm not sure about... the artwork you're talking about, isn't it?"

The person next to him became even more angry: "What do you call that? If you don't understand art, don't speak casually. You don't know how to appreciate it."

Giorno: ...

Sometimes he really felt that there might be something wrong with this world.

When Mista arrived with the correct painting, Giorno had almost figured out the whole story.Mista hugged the painting and asked, "What happened, did the art exhibition mess up?"

Giorno sighed, he looked extremely depressed: "Not at all. I have good news, the money collected in this art exhibition is enough to donate to those children so that they can grow up healthily. "

Mista was overjoyed and said, "There is no better news. So what is the bad news?"

"The bad news is that we may not really know much about art," Giorno said.

He looked back and happened to see two wealthy businessmen fighting over who could own the right to buy this photo.

too exaggerated.

Giorno closed his eyes in pain, his world view was once again shaky.

Not long ago, the famous photographer Kenichi Masaki received a call suddenly.

The call was from an unknown number.As soon as Masaki Ken thought it was the call from the publishing house, he answered it without any hassle. He knew that a voice that was not familiar but not unfamiliar came from the receiver of the phone.

He deserved a beating so much that he immediately realized who the other party was.

Masaki Kenichi said, "Hello."

"It's me, Monyashi. I'm going to hold a photography exhibition, remember to join me."

Masaki Kenichi, that is, Aikawa Hajime fell into deep thought while facing the phone that had been hung up.

After a while, he still turned on the computer.He has only recently learned how to use a computer. He wrote a long speech of praise for a nineteenth-century artwork, and then he closed his eyes and sent it to his homepage.

After 10 minutes, smartbrai

The official website has also been updated.

Ten minutes later, the official website of the Hongshang Foundation was updated.

Three and 10 minutes later, the overhaul card...the overhaul card doesn't have an official website, but they gathered urgently and held a short meeting.

Of course, no one would like that kind of photo. Without the knowledge of each other, the big company hired some extras to join in the show. Their original intention was just to keep someone from being left alone.

As a result, there are slightly more of them.

Then, because the writing is too delicate and contagious, after reading the recommendation letter from the famous photographer Kenichi Masaki, many photography lovers went to this small art gallery in Naples.

Then, there was the scene Giorno saw.