Chapter 1141

Cheng Lin didn't walk long behind Chelsea until she came to the door of a villa. The elegant Chinese design is low-key but absolutely not simple.

Cheng Lin's eyes were a little surprised. Why would such a rich man choose to open an art exhibition in his own exhibition hall? If he wants to, countless large exhibition halls will line up behind him.

"Here we are," said Chelsea with a smile

Then he opened the door and asked Cheng Lin to go in.

"I like Chinese culture very much and study it carefully to some extent, but I still live in France since I was a child and I can't really understand it. I hope you don't laugh at me," said Chelsea

Cheng Lin heart smile, who will laugh at such a rich for no reason?

Into the room, Cheng Lin was out to meet the maid to stay down and wash a face. Because what she looks like now is really frightening and humiliating. When she washed the lead dust on her face, she looked at the clean face without any dirt, as if the mess had gone.

Cheng Lin comes out of the bathroom and takes a closer look at the decoration design of the room. Suddenly, she seems to understand why the man in front of her is looking for her.

Just right. His exhibition hall is designed in Chinese style. To some extent, it can satisfy the idea of Chelsea.

Chelsea looked at Cheng Lin and led her into the room: "didn't Miss Cheng Lin want to see my painting exhibition last time? Then go inside. "

Men's behavior is very polite, Cheng Lin's eyes with a little relaxed, sniffed: "good."

When she came to the man's big studio, she was shocked by everything in front of her.

It's not that Cheng Lin had never seen such exquisite paintings before, but that every painting here is too beautiful to be imagined.

Seeing the exclamation in Cheng Lin's eyes, Chelsea said faintly: "my mother died when I was young. Then my father married a Chinese woman. At first, he was not used to it. Later..."

Just then, Chelsea's words suddenly stop, Cheng Lin some hesitation, eyes look in the past, but just on the men's blue eyes of grief.

Cheng Lin didn't ask what happened later, because she knew that maybe in the future, Chelsea didn't want to talk about it any more.

In the silence, Cheng Lin asked, "is she beautiful?"

There was a flash in Chelsea's eyes: "it's very beautiful. I want to know more about Chinese culture because of her. That's why I came to your exhibition hall."

Chelsea's words confirmed Cheng Lin's idea, and Cheng Lin was not surprised. Instead, she focused all her attention on the paintings in the room.

In addition to her initial surprise, Cheng Lin now has a little look in her eyes. When she walks through the paintings of Chelsea one by one, she has to admit that men are really the best painters, but In some places, there are serious defects.

It's just that those words are all in her heart and it's not convenient for her to say.

When Cheng Lin saw everything in front of her, she said, "they are all good works."

When Chelsea heard Cheng Lin's words, her eyes darkened, and then she said, "it's very nice for people to see my works. Why do you just say it's good?"

The man's eyes can't see happiness and anger. Cheng Lin smiles: "do you want to hear compliments or the truth?"

I think no one will choose to listen to compliments.

But Chelsea said, "compliment."

Cheng Lin's face didn't change. His eyes fell on the picture in the first room, and he was covered with a little gray: "I have to say that you are in the top position of a painter in painting."

Chelsea looked at Cheng Lin: "is that right? That's all? "

Cheng Lin shrugged her shoulders and said with a smile, "of course not. You can see from the paintings that you are very attentive in understanding Chinese culture."

After a pause, Chelsea continued to ask, "well, now I want to hear the truth."

Cheng Lin's eyes are more gray. She looks at a watercolor style painting in front of her eyes and says, "why don't you choose to paint oil paintings?"

Chelsea frowned: "what do you mean?"

Cheng Lin said: "I can feel from your paintings that you are real? I have studied our Chinese culture seriously, but as you said, everything in the book is still floating on the surface after all. I believe Mr. Chelsea has never been to China before."

"Yes, because of my work, I always wanted to go to China, but I didn't find the time." Chelsea nodded, then hesitated and asked, "how do you know?"

Cheng Lin smiles: "I can see it from your paintings."

Cheng Lin picked up this traditional Chinese painting of watercolor, on which the lake was raining and the willows were green. There is a boat in the middle of the lake. The people on it are in green clothes and hats. Next to it, there is misty rain. You can see an antique building. It looks very artistic.

"Take this one for example. It should be Yanyu building in Jiaxing. I have been to that place. I can infer that it is that place when I look at the building you painted."Chelsea nodded, as if appreciating Cheng Lin's eyesight.

Cheng Lin continued: "but the real Yanyu building in Jiaxing is not like this. Yanyu building has been renovated and rebuilt many times since it was handed down. In fact, it is not very similar to Yanyu building in ancient times in some sense."

"The Yanyu building in your painting is modern, and before the artistic conception is true, although such a painting seems to have no problem at first sight, if you think about it carefully, it will be greatly reduced, especially if you meet those painters who really have connotation, then It's not really great. "

Cheng Lin's words fall in the ears of Chelsea. The gentleness on the man's face disappears and becomes deep thinking.

Cheng Lin actually knows that what she said is too much, because she didn't have to. Chelsea is not her friend, just a customer she met by chance.

Before, she had received countless painters with strange and eccentric ideas. No matter how bad they were, no matter how bad they were, she had met them, but she had never said so much to any of them.

Maybe she is really sorry for such a good painter. If she lets him go on like this without knowing it, it is very likely that she will destroy him.

"In fact, it's good to read more books, but it's a bad thing to limit one's creation and thinking because of the content in the books," Cheng Lin said

Cheng Lin has found out for a long time that Chelsea has fixed herself in a frame. In fact, the real Chinese style painting does not have to be deliberately emphasized.