Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Romance -> great painter

Chapter 514: Not counting the old past

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    Here, Anders sent Miranda back to his hotel today. The next morning, some newspapers in Paris published scandals about the two of them, and then there were pictures that seemed to be evidence. The scene where the pictures were taken was Anders and  Miranda comes out of the hotel and Anders holds the car door for Miranda.  The two of them had also forgotten that almost any thoughtful newspaper reporter in Paris knew that Fang Yi and a group of friends were staying in this hotel. Although they couldn't get in, it didn't stop the paparazzi from squatting outside waiting for such a thing.  The media and the public just like to watch such specious and gossipy things.  "After several days of waiting, a few reporters finally got a piece of useful information.  A piece of news brought to you by Anders and Miranda.  From this point of view, sometimes it is better to wait and wait for the situation to happen than to run wildly all over the mountain with your mouth open.  Fang Yi was lying on the sofa happily looking at the photos of Anders and Miranda in the newspaper. While looking at it, he commented: "Don't tell me, these two people are really cool standing together."  Not bad! What do you think?"  Not only does he read gossip to himself, but he also talks about gossip to Fang Yi. This proves how idle Fang Yi is at this moment. In the domestic Internet language, he is so idle that it hurts!  Zhang Xu was dressed similarly to Fang Yi. They both put on trousers, a shirt, a tie around their neck, and their coats hung on the back of the sofa.  Now Zhang Xu was holding the remote control in his hand, watching the swimsuit fashion show on the TV intently.  Hearing what Fang Yi said, he stared at the screen and replied without moving: "Wrong or not, it has nothing to do with us!" After saying that, he grabbed the popcorn on the coffee table and threw it into his mouth.  Fang Yi followed Zhang Xu's gaze and saw the picture on the screen. He stretched out his leg and kicked his friend lightly: "You've been exposed without Xiao Min! You've fallen to the point of watching this kind of swimsuit show. What do you mean?  That¡¯s all for taste, what¡¯s so good about being so skinny!¡±  "There's nothing better than nothing!" Zhang Xu grabbed the popcorn and threw it into his mouth and said, "This time is also idle!".  The next day after Lu Xiaomin had a phone call with Zheng Yuan, she left Zhang Xu and went to Los Angeles. The reason was that Zhang Xu, a country bumpkin, didn't need to walk on the red carpet.  Naturally, there is no need to face the media, and there is no need for me to wear a dress and stand next to my husband. I can use this time to chat with my best friend Zheng Yuan. ??????????????? Zhang Xu, who had no leader, had no control and started herding sheep. Everyone else had female companions, but he was the only one whose wife had just left for Los Angeles. Now he had to squat in Fang Yi¡¯s room and watch TV out of boredom.  "When Miranda knocks on the door, can you turn off the TV and stop watching it? If someone sees this, I'll be really embarrassed!" Fang Yi said to Zhang Xu.  Tonight is the preview of the art exhibition. Fang Yi is also waiting for his female companion who is applying makeup and changing clothes in another room. He is also said to be Miranda who is currently popular in Paris.  Fang Yi waited for another twenty minutes.  He started to look at the watch on his wrist from time to time, and found that almost fifteen minutes had passed and Miranda hadn't finished applying her makeup yet, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.  Throwing down the picture album in his hand: "Why can't you come over at this point!".  "How can a woman be called a woman if she doesn't make you wait for more than half an hour? It's still early. Go ahead and read your magazine." Zhang Xu continued to throw creamy rice crackers into his mouth, increasing the cholesterol in his body without restraint.  .  Fang Yi could only sigh after hearing this, then sighed and sat down again. He had no interest in reading the magazine at all, so he simply prepared to watch the Spare Ribs Swimsuit Show with Zhang Xu.  Not for a minute, Fang Yi finally heard the knock on the door.  "Here we come!" Fang Yi stretched out his foot and kicked Zhang Xu to signal him to turn off the TV, while he ran towards the door.  Fang Yi opened the door and looked at Miranda standing at the door and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Very beautiful!".  Hear what Fang Yi said.  Miranda immediately showed a smile on her face, and then turned around in front of Fang Yi.  Then he posed to show Fang Yi the dress he was wearing: "Luan designed it himself! This suit fits me perfectly!".  Luan Xiao designed a dress for a friend¡¯s female companion who was going to walk on the red carpet. This thing is not only a display of female style, but sometimes it is also an opportunity to show off her talents as a fashion designer. Naturally, Luan Xiao will not let this opportunity pass by.  Fang Yi laughed and joked after hearing this: "Of course, everyone has done so much for him, and he would be embarrassed if he didn't cover this dress!".  Tonight, Miranda wore a white chest-length gown. It was not as see-through as last time. This time, nothing was revealed, and there was nothing shiny on it. It just looked ordinary.  Expanding the breasts and corseting the waistIt is a dress with a slit at the lower end, but if you look closely, you will find that some vague and simple patterns on the dress give the dress a different look.  And now Miranda's own hair is tied back, with a long blue hairpin that looks like a crane's beak. Although the necklace and earrings around her neck are not so eye-catching, the whole thing looks completely different.  It¡¯s different. It¡¯s noble with a little elegance, peaceful with a little laziness. It¡¯s really very attractive.  "How about it? I matched the jewelry and hairstyle myself!" Miranda looked at Fang Yi and asked happily.  "If you go into fashion design, people like Luan Xiao will have no job!" Fang Yi couldn't help but praise his female companion. Anyway, judging from Fang Yi's aesthetics, Miranda is very talented.  Of course, Fang Yi now has no way of knowing that every time Miranda was photographed out on the street after she became famous, her outfits were all very stylish, and people on the Internet called her a goddess of street photography.  "Okay! Let's go!" Miranda took half a step, took Fang Yi's arm and looked up at Fang Yi and said.  Fang Yi nodded: "I'm going to get my shirt!" After saying that, he walked into the room. When he entered the door, Miranda heard Fang Yi say something in Chinese to the room.  What Fang Yi said was: "Fat man, let's go!".  Zhang Xu is a car rider.  Of course, when we arrived at the place, Zhang Xu came down a few minutes earlier, because Zhang Xu didn't walk on any red carpet, and no one in Guan Jian wanted Fatty Zhang to leave!  Naturally, I have to come down early.  Get to the back. Zhang Xu is not so thick-skinned in public.  This is the first time that the October Exhibition has moved to Paris this year, and it is using a private museum venue in Paris. Even though it is a private museum, the equipment inside is all first-class.  This year's October show has a red carpet for the first time.  To a certain extent, the current October Exhibition no longer only gathers a group of artists in the painting industry. Now there are designers, movie stars and directors. Anyway, there are many famous people.  It is no longer an artist gathering like before, but another vanity fair in the name of art.  And its quota is also limited.  Not everyone can come if they want. In addition to the invitations issued by participating galleries, each exhibitor has several invitations.  Now, the October Exhibition is no longer the time when invitations were sent out when it was first held but no one was interested in coming.  Fang Yi got out of the car and waited for Miranda to come over and hold his arm.  I thought to myself: If I haven¡¯t eaten pork, I haven¡¯t seen a pig running. Isn¡¯t it just walking on the red carpet?  But when he got on the red carpet, Fang Yicai realized that this thing is not so easy to move.  Reporters on both sides will call your name and ask questions.  Some questions are quite difficult to answer.  After walking for a while and answering questions from two art media, Fang Yi put his heart back in his stomach again, because Fang Yi found that this time there were not as many people calling him to answer questions as Miranda.  The questions asked were also very embarrassing. Eight out of ten people asked about the relationship between Miranda and Anders.  "Obviously Miranda has a talent for dealing with reporters. She didn't know what she was answering, just like a diplomatic spokesperson.  "You are born to deal with the media!" After waiting for more than half, Fang Yi and Miranda escaped.  Because after Fang Yi, a French male movie star appeared. Obviously, the movie star's reputation is much bigger than Fang Yi's.  The male movie star's name was Jean Reno, and he attended with his girlfriend Zoffe Boruca.  "It's Jean Reno!" Miranda didn't seem to hear what Fang Yi said. She turned to look at the celebrity couple behind her and couldn't help but look at it carefully. While looking at it, she said, "I really want his autograph!".  Fang Yi could only smile when he heard this: "Look for an opportunity when you go in!".  Miranda said this and did not make Fang Yi feel embarrassed. Perhaps in Fang Yi's view, Miranda was his female companion, nothing more than that!  If the person he was talking about was Zheng Yuan, Fang Yi's face would probably turn bitter.  But this thing is impossible to happen, because if you do this, Zheng Yuan will no longer be Zheng Yuan, and Fang Yi will naturally not marry Zheng Yuan, who is just looking for a movie star's autograph.  After walking on the red carpet, the relationship between Miranda and Fang Yi quickly became in vain.  Miranda was busy greeting and chatting with some celebrities in the fashion and entertainment circles.  Naturally, Fang Yi directly found the place where his and Bobile's works were placed.  This time, the entire exhibition venue was like a castle. Fang Yi felt that it was actually a real castle.  Looking at the signboards around him, Fang Yi climbed up the wide wooden stairs. Feeling these stairs with his eyes seemed to convey a sense of historical vicissitudes.  After waiting to get to the third floor, Fang Yi forgot to come up.My purpose turned into becoming interested in this exhibition hall.  Soon, an ancient warrior's armor on the side of the corridor against the wall caught Fang Yi's attention. Fang Yi naturally got closer and took a closer look.  Fang Yi was watching carefully when he suddenly heard someone calling him softly: "Mr. Fang! Mr. Fang!".  Thinking that there was a guest greeting him, Fang Yi naturally raised his head. He just wanted to smile at them, but what he saw was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a black vest and white.  When the man dressed up in his shirt, he couldn't help but froze for a moment and said smoothly: "I'm sorry, I don't need a drink!".  After saying that, I was ready to continue looking at the Western armor that I was interested in.  "Mr. Fang, don't you remember me?" The young man had no intention of leaving Fang Yi's side, but continued to ask Fang Yi with a tray filled with several glasses of champagne in his hand.  After hearing what the host said, Fang Yi raised his head and looked at the young man's face. After looking at it for a while, he felt that it did seem a bit familiar, but how could Fang Yi remember where he had seen him before?  Fang Yi gave up after more than ten seconds and asked the young man, "Who are you?"  "My name is Dean! Dean Lintege." The young man reported his name to Fang Yi, as if he was afraid that Fang Yi would not know and added his last name, but unfortunately it was the added last name.  Fang Yi didn't know who the young man standing in front of him was, and he still had a confused expression on his face.  As soon as Dean saw it, he immediately said to Fang Yi: "You used to live in a small village on the outskirts of Paris with Mr. Van Der Cert and others. Once, your paint factory was recruiting workers, and I, who was fourteen years old at the time, applied for the job!"  Having said that, Fang Yi remembered that he was the French boy who wanted to learn painting from him when he saw that he was making money by painting. After understanding it, Fang Yi asked Dean: "Are you still engaged in painting now?"  Fang Yi just asked casually when he had nothing to say, not that he meant anything.  Dean was very happy when he heard that. He nodded to Fang Yi and said, "Yes, I have been painting!" After saying that, he reached out and touched his body. After touching twice, he realized that what he wanted was not there.  body.  He immediately put the tray in his hand on the armor shelf on the side.  "I'll bring what I have now for you to take a look at!" After saying that, without waiting for Fang Yi to reply, he turned around and ran downstairs. As he ran, Fang Yi quickly said to the guests next to him: "I'm sorry.  , let let!¡±  Looking at this situation, Fang Yi felt that Dean¡¯s job as a waiter today might not last long.  (To be continued)
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report