gifted collector

Chapter 122 The Studio on Ningde Road

"what!"

Once inside, Fang Ming couldn't help but screamed out.This studio looks like nothing special from the outside, and even the door is a size smaller than others, but when you walk in, you find that there is something else.

Big!
This was Fang Ming's first impression. In front of him was a large space of four to five hundred square meters, which was completely open except for the pillars. In the center of this huge space were some sofas. The walls on all sides are covered with one after another large and small oil paintings, and then there are some half-person-high shelves on which are placed various sculptures.

"This one……"

Fang Ming shook his head, he didn't know what to say, he thought his shop was already big, but now it looks like "I've never seen a big snake shit".

"This is only the first floor. Ning Yuan's studio also has a basement floor of the same size, which is her studio, and there are two floors above it."

"This one……"

Apart from repeating his surprise, Fang Ming really didn't know what to say.

One basement floor, plus two more floors above?Such a place is really exaggerated enough.

"Didn't you think of it? These are properties that she bought by herself through painting, not rented. Are you interested? Let me introduce you to her. She is a rich woman."

"This...or don't want it? I'm not interested in rich women."

Fang Ming shivered violently.Rich woman?This word has two important points, one is rich, of course it means rich, and the second is woman, who can be worthy of this word is not too young, Fang Ming did not mean to betray his young body .

Zheng Ru smiled, didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward, but Fang Ming didn't want to leave, and said, "Let me take a look here."

The purpose of Fang Ming's coming here is of course to study the oil paintings and sculptures here. Now that there are so many oil paintings and sculptures in front of him, how can he walk?
"We have to go see the master when we are here."

"No need? I see that there are many beauties here too. I can just chat with them and ask for advice. You can do whatever you want."

The one in front of me should be the exhibition hall of Ningyuan's studio that Zheng Ru mentioned. There are many beauties in black professional attire scattered around, and they are introducing various situations to the visitors. Don't go to see that rich woman Ning Yuan for a heart-to-heart talk.

"If you are told to go, follow along, where is there so much nonsense?"

Zheng Ru didn't care so much, and walked in as soon as he pulled Fang Ming.As a result, Fang Ming had no choice but to follow her inside.

There are stairs in the southwest corner of the huge exhibition hall, which go up and down. Zheng Ru led Fang Ming down.

"wipe!"

As soon as Fang Ming walked down, he couldn't help being rude.

As Zheng Ru said just now, the entire basement is four to five hundred square meters in size. In such a huge space, the central space is also vacant, and sofas and other things can be placed for rest. As for the sofa Surrounding it are large or small easels, and on the easels are paintings that are just beginning, semi-finished or about to be completed.

Everything in front of him was not much different from what he saw at Zheng Ru's house last night, but the scale was much larger - magnified countless times.

Fang Ming shook his head lightly. Sure enough, he was a rich man. He was really a rich man. Even a painting place was so big. Zheng Ru’s was already extravagant enough, but the one in front of him was the real one. Luxury.

"Ning Yuan!"

There was no one in the entire basement, and it was quiet. Zheng Ru's loud cry immediately caused an echo.

Fang Ming was startled, and said, "Sister Ru, what are you doing?"

Zheng Ru said with a straight face: "Look for someone, don't worry, she must be here in Ningyuan, if she is drawing, I can't wake her up no matter how loudly, after she is addicted to it, unless she finishes her work, she must be here. No, she won't care if the sky falls."

"Oh, I see."

Fang Ming nodded, thinking that he was a madman, but it is not surprising if he thinks about it, if he is not a madman, he would not be able to own such a large place. With the price of land in Ningdong City, he can buy such a large place through Huahua. The property is not a simple figure.It is impossible for a person to be successful in a certain field without becoming obsessed.

"Let's go, she should be painting somewhere, let's go in and find her."

After pausing for a while, Zheng Ru shook her head when she found that there was no response. Ning Yuan stayed here all day and didn't go out. Now that he didn't respond, he must have entered the state of crazy painting again.

There are easels everywhere in the basement, and the placement of these easels is obviously messy. Fang Ming found himself walking through a "prime forest", but still found that there was no way forward, so he was forced to go back and look for a new one. somewhere else.

Going around, Fang Ming found that he seemed to have lost his way, and at this moment, Zheng Ru, who was walking in front, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Finally found it."

Fang Ming looked forward, and found that in front of him was an easel that was at least three meters high. On the easel was a huge canvas tightly collapsed. Next to it was a ladder. It looked like a person was standing with his left hand resting on his back. Holding a huge palette full of paints, and holding a huge paintbrush in his right hand, he was motionless as if petrified at first, and then suddenly went crazy after a few minutes or ten minutes. Paint was smeared generously across the ground.

"This is Ning Yuan?"

Fang Ming took a look, because the other person's back was facing him, and he was wearing loose jeans, so he couldn't tell how old he was or how he looked.

"Yes, it's her."

Zheng Ru spread her hands, and then continued: "It seems that she has really entered a state of madness, and she will not care about us for a while."

Fang Ming was dumbfounded and said, "Then... what should we do now?"

"We can only wait for her to finish this painting or come to an end. If she is forced to wake her up now, she will smash the palette in her hand on our foreheads."

Fang Ming looked at the huge palette that Ning Yuan was holding in his hand, imagined the tragic end when he was hit on the forehead, shook his head fiercely, and said, "Forget it, I think we'd better wait a little longer. .”

"Okay, let's wait a little longer. You can take a look around. I'm going to take a nap. I went to bed late last night and got up early this morning. I'm a little sleepy."

Zheng Ru is more aware of Ning Yuan's character, and knows that at this time she must not be disturbed, or even she has to face Ning Yuan's anger.

"what?"

Seeing Zheng Ru who threw himself down and turned to leave after finishing speaking, Fang Ming was stunned, wondering what was going on.However, Zheng Ru has "disappeared" among the thousands of easels, and it won't be a while if he wants to find it.

I looked around, and I immediately became happy again. The purpose of my coming here today is to study the circumstances under which the ability of the right-hand Pixiu can work. Now there are oil paintings everywhere here, so it is not suitable. yourself?
At that time, Fang Ming was no longer depressed, and turned around to admire the oil paintings around him.

I have to say that even with the eyes of a layman like Fang Ming, he can tell that the paintings in front of him are much better than the ones he saw at Zheng Ru's place last night. From this, it can be seen that Ning Yuan's level is higher than Zheng Ru's. Quite a few.

One after another, Fang Ming didn't know how much and how long he looked at it, and finally his eyes lit up, and he found the oil painting he was looking for:
Half a meter away in front of him stands a person-high shelf. On the shelf is a picture, and the oil painting on it is only half finished. The important thing is that the oil paint on the oil painting is still half wet.

"Hey! Finally found it."

Fang Ming took a look, how could he bear it?Walking up quickly, he stretched out his hand and lightly pressed it on the oil painting.

Sure enough, as expected, when Fang Ming's right hand touched the paint on the oil painting, Pixiu immediately appeared on the back of his right hand.

"100?"

Fang Ming was taken aback. He didn't expect that the unfinished oil painting in front of him was worth so much money!
"Heh, no wonder that Ning Wan was able to buy such a big place here."

The painting in front of me alone is already worth 100 million, so how much is the oil painting on the easel in such a large basement worth?Fang Ming remembered the thick door he saw on the stairs when he came in. It is probably for anti-theft. What if someone comes in and steals it?
"Is it really because of the wetness?"

Fang Ming walked to another oil painting next to him, and lightly pressed his hand on it.Staring at the back of his right hand, Fang Ming didn't see Pixiu after waiting for more than ten minutes.

"Ugh!"

Fang Ming withdrew his hand. One of the two paintings in front of him was unfinished and semi-wet. As soon as he pressed his right hand on it, Pixiu appeared immediately. reaction.

No, try again!
Fang Ming stood there for a while, then decided to test again!
After more than an hour, Fang Ming finally gave up after vigorously shaking his already a little sore right hand.

"It's tasteless! It seems that Paixiu really doesn't have much to do with these foreign oil paintings and sculptures. Could it be that he is not acclimatized?"

The ability to only respond to wet oil paint is of little use in practice.

"Fang Ming, come on, this is my good sister, Ning Yuan, let me introduce you to each other."

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and then Zheng Ru's familiar voice came over.

(End of this chapter)