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Chapter 1332 A leisurely night before the festival

Human growth is divided into several stages.

Anya entered puberty, and not only had physical changes, but also had psychological differences from before.

The two of them used to get along a little differently, so they felt a little strange when they first met. They hadn't been together for a long time, but after all, they were the most familiar friends, and the atmosphere quickly became harmonious.

Han Xuan felt that he should celebrate the changes that happened to her. Anya had mild autism when she was a child, and now she seems to have relieved a lot. For example, when she greeted Secretary Dawson and others, her face had a bright smile and she talked more.

Leaving Starbucks to have dinner at the Meet restaurant not far away, she told about the big and small things that happened at the Royal Academy of Art in the UK. Han Xuanze was telling her about the process of filming in the past two months.

The dining area is on the roof, and a layer of snowflakes is unconsciously laid on the glass roof, and the city lights are looming in the heavy snow.

After dinner, we left the meet restaurant. When we took the elevator downstairs, Han Xuan asked her, "Would you go home tonight or go to my place to sleep?

Winnie and Barry, in my penthouse in South Central Park, if you don’t go back, we can watch movies and operas now, and there’s “Cats” at the Broadway Winter Park Theater at half past eight.”

Hearing the word "cat", Fat Ding looked up at the owner, and his round face showed an inquiring expression.

This guy has a cold recently, his throat has been hoarse, he is listless all day long, has diarrhea and runny nose. He originally thought he had a cat flu, but he had already seen a veterinarian and told him that it was just a common cold and it was not a big deal.

Han Xuan rarely gains tranquility. As he knows more and more words, it is almost impossible to calm Fat Ding down.

"Fat Ding, he didn't say anything to you."

When the elevator door opened, Anya struggled to pick up the fat cat, rub its head, and then said to Han Xuan: "So let's go to watch the opera?"

I will call my mother later and tell her that she won't go back tonight, anyway, she is used to it, right?

Recently, my mother was painting a very large oil painting. The scene was a dinner party for the Bolomeo family to entertain the king in the 17th century, so she didn't have time to care about me.

My family has recently changed houses. I bought an old warehouse in the Soho Arts District on Manhattan Island for decoration. It is about 900 square meters. The outside is full of graffiti, and the studio and room are inside."

"Is that right? When you have time, go to your new home to see how big the oil paintings are there for the siblings?" Han Xuan asked.

"It takes four meters long and two meters wide, and it may take two or three years to complete. My mother has never painted a large piece of work, and she has a headache recently."

“That’s really good, I should make a lot of money.

I remember a Japanese photographer named Takashi Murakami said that if you want to become famous in the United States, you must prepare several large-sized works, and the audience will be overwhelmed by the paintings and be involved in the world of oil paintings."

"Well, that's how Picasso did it.

A total of 6.7 million US dollars, and a deposit of 40% has been given, which will probably be my mother's most expensive painting."

Like her mother, Anya also likes to paint small paintings. Thinking about Han Xuan’s words at this moment, she felt that it made sense and thought that she should try to paint large paintings.

“By the way, Han.

When I was in the UK, I saw a very famous Chinese oil painting. The content was an old black man wearing a headscarf and holding a bowl of water in his hand like a Middle Eastern man.

The name is "Father". The picture has a strong impact. I like it. This is the first Chinese oil painting that I like. I used to think that only the brushes were excellent."

Han Xuan instantly thought of the painting he had seen in a textbook in his previous life, and said with a smile: "He is not a black man, but an old Chinese with tanned skin. The planting method is different. Some farmers work hard and are exposed to the scorching sun for a long time and are easily tanned.

Dawson, someone went to help me buy the painting and send it to the apartment next to Central Park. I have seen that painting before, and I like it very much, and it is suitable for decorative paintings."

“…You can’t do that, Han.

Good paintings should be visited by more people, and that is their mission. Some paintings are collected and have not been taken out for hundreds of years. I think this approach is shameful."

“The lesson is right.

Dawson, after buying it, I put it in the art gallery in Lujiazui. I would rather spend more than be cheaper. I want to hype my compatriots.

The oil paintings in China are really cheap. In fact, there are many good works. Remember to find an oil painter named Jin Shangyi. He should have painted a painting for a female student in the Conservatory of Music at the Central Academy of Fine Arts. He must buy it."

"Who is she? She is very famous in China?"

"No, I just like that painting. The oil-painted version of landscape paintings looks quite interesting."

Han Xuan said with a wicked smile that Buffett is willing to pay 30 million US dollars to buy this oil painting of the future First Lady when she was young. He suddenly remembered it on the scene, how could he miss it?

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The sky is slightly white, and it is bright even if there is no moon on a snowy night.

The sos supermarket downstairs of the restaurant is full of customers. Now is the best time of business in the year, and Santa Claus stands at the door to attract customers.

Leaving the old man's building a few years ago, there was a layer of snow about five centimeters thick in the alley, and there was snow on the sidewalks on the street, but it was trampled and dirty.

There are still snowflakes left on the lid of the trash can, which are gradually getting thicker. The colorful neon lights nearby shine on the heavy snow flying all over the sky, dyeing them into different colors.

The snow was falling heavily and it was very urgent. As soon as the car drove, the tire marks were covered with white layers. Several children were building snowmen. They looked up at the sky and prayed to God that the snow would be even heavier.

This made the homeless homeless people go to the "House of Homeless People" in groups. Although it is destined to be crowded and messy tonight, at least there will be heating so that they will not be frozen to death.

The temperature began to drop, which did not affect people going out shopping. Instead, they were happier. They did not like to hold umbrellas and let snowflakes fall on their shoulders. They were accompanied by Christmas songs from the shop, as well as ribbons and balloons used as decorations. There were signs of the coming of happy festivals everywhere.

Fat Ding hums Christmas songs, shook her head and whispered to meow, thinking that she could be lazy when she was sick. After being placed by Anya who was so tired that she was placed on the ground, she refused to move at all. She spread her front paws and begged to hug her, with a pitiful expression, and rubbed her head against Ou's pants to wipe out the snot that flowed out.

There was no choice but Han Xuan could only continue to hold it, breathing and spitting out white mist, and his footsteps creaked on the snow, leaving clear footprints.

The road surface is frozen and the car is driving very slowly. Even so, rear-end collision is inevitable. It is just a little collision. After both parties get off the car and look at it, they continue to go on the road.

Han Xuan's black windbreaker was stained with snowflakes, so he couldn't tell that he didn't wear much clothes tonight. It was a little cold when the wind blew. He shivered and urged him to get in the car as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, he saw several reporters following him to take photos, so he held Fat Ding with one hand and held Anya's hand with the other hand, using the excuse of slipping on the ground to fear falling. He was probably swearing "sovereignty". At this moment, he was a little cautious.

Time is quite fast. I drove from the nearest road to the direction of Broadway Winter Park. I accidentally saw the crew filming "Friends" halfway. It rarely snowed in Los Angeles. I was going to New York for the snow scene. Only the female lead Courtney Cox was present. She was not familiar with her. After stopping, she said hello before continuing to set off. She got two apples from her as a small gift.

Giving apples on Christmas Eve is a special product of China. People think this is a "peaceful fruit". Eating them can make you safe and safe. After telling Anya how Chinese people celebrate Christmas, she replied that she would keep the apples and wait for Christmas Eve to eat them...

Sitting in the car, Han Xuan asked Jason who was driving, "Christmas is coming soon, I'll give you a holiday to accompany Miss Molly?"

"No, there are many tourists going to Las Vegas on Christmas. She recently hired several clerks to help take care of the cafe. She would come to me when she had time. Did you stay in New York recently?"

"I don't know yet, maybe I'll go home to ski..."

Jason's face was just beginning to be resentful, and then he heard Han Xuan continue, "I'm having fun with you. I've been staying in New York recently, let her come over and find you.

What gift do you want this Christmas?

I have given clothes and belts. I don’t know what I’ve given this time. Do I want to sign a collection of books by hand?"

"I can discount it. I've used all my money to buy gos private stocks. I'm very poor recently." Secretary Dawson, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said.

“It’s so vulgar to give money.”

Jason hurriedly said, "No, no, no! I like this kind of vulgarity very much."

"That was such a pleasant decision, each person had a Vacheron Constantin watch."

"...It's OK, I knew you wouldn't be so stingy."

Broadway is not a place, it originally means "a broad street". Because there are many theaters on both sides, it is an important development site for American drama and musicals, so it has become synonymous with performance.

When we arrived at the Winter Garden Theater, we bought the best front row ticket at 8:25, and the manager hurriedly led them into the venue.

The opera "Cat" has been performed in 1981 and has been performed more than 6,000 times worldwide. It is one of the most successful operas so far. Han Xuan has watched it once, but he doesn't mind watching it with Anya tonight.

In the upper class of Western society, watching opera is an elegant activity. Now it is becoming more popular, and the prices can be accepted by them, attracting many tourists to come.

The scene was very orderly, and there was no noise. The attendance rate was about half. They just found a seat and sat down. The curtain was pulled open.
Chapter completed!
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