The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The evening of the next day.

Amidst the roar of the train, the three of them set foot on the land of the Iron Tower again.

During this trip to the Mediterranean, Li Feng gained weight.

I don’t know if Comrade Picasso thinks he has mastered the art of ink painting, or if he is tired of seeing these copied works, or if he just wants to share his works with more people in his hometown to judge. The paintings in the style of Mr. Zhang Fangqi were taken out of the exhibition frame in the gallery.

Now his gallery is clean and refreshing. Except for his masterpiece watercolors and oil paintings, which are still in place, these hometown paintings signed with Picaso's name are all cheaper for Li Feng. Anyway, he welcomes all comers.

According to Mr. Picasso, these ink paintings will only be corroded by the sea breeze and gradually become moldy if left here. It is better to put them in a more useful place so that more people can witness the true oriental art.

At least, Li Feng was a little flattered when he got the thick and long painting tube on his back and a huge personal album.

"Do you really want to hang these up in the embassy?"

After getting off the train, Lao Ge rubbed his nose and looked at the painting tube behind Li Feng and the drawing board on his chest. He felt like he was crazy. He didn't even pick them carefully, but his mind was all rolled up together.

Some of the ink paintings are quite good, including shrimps and fishes, which are at least quite satisfactory and can be appreciated by ordinary people, but there are also some that are so unruly that you will find them incomprehensible at a glance. Hanging them up will take up some space.

"Old Ge, you don't understand these Westerners. In the eyes of those mean-looking aristocrats, no matter how ugly it is, it's still art. No one will admit that they don't understand art and want to communicate effectively with these so-called gentlemen. , you have to pass these, even if it is just a lump of something, as long as it is conducive to shaking hands, you have to hold your nose to recognize it~!"

He patted the painting folder on his chest with some satisfaction, and carefully touched the painting tube that was slipping around behind him. Li Feng felt that he was too greedy (shameless) this time, and used various deceptions to get these. You can't do this, you have to exercise restraint.

We already have a group photo of the political director, Puyi’s grasshopper jar, Du Yuming’s 50-cent banknote, and now with Picasso’s paintings and some celebrities’ things, we can open a private museum that combines Chinese and Western elements.

"I think it's true. They foreigners recognize this thing. Dan'an also held an art exhibition before to bring G-China closer to China. The embassy itself is facing foreigners. If we recognize them, do they also have to recognize us? , even their great painters learn from our paintings, it doesn’t mean that we are better than them!”

After all, he is a bald man who has learned foreign languages. I feel that foreigners are really like Li Feng said, confident, what is confidence, this is confidence.

"Yes, that's what it means. You have to drink foreign ink to understand it~!"

Li Feng laughed, but that's not the truth. Lao Ge didn't understand it, but Bald Tou understood it. He planted this seed just to leave it to those who came after him, telling them that true art doesn't require looking far away, and the West may not be as good as the East.

"But are you sure you will keep them all for the embassy?"

The bald head glanced at Li Feng suspiciously. This captain was so shameless that he even used his sister's excuse. Could he keep all these paintings? Wouldn't it be in vain? According to his understanding of Li Feng, he wouldn't take advantage. , then even if you suffer a loss, let alone lose a red book.

But he remembered that that night, all the banknotes carried by Fobole were touched and used to supplement funds for food and drink. He would let these paintings go.

"Ahem, I won't take a single scoop of the three thousand yuan of weak water. I'll fight for it all for the organization!"

Faced with the problem of personal image, Li Feng certainly did not allow others to question it. Although he had left several ink paintings and oil paintings in the space as labor allowances for Lao Zheng to send himself out, he said that he was fighting for the embassy, ​​and he was fighting for the embassy. I didn’t see it. Everything else was left outside.

"Yes, I just said that your ideological awareness cannot be so low~!"

Lao Ge wiped his nose carelessly on the pillar with his hand, patted Li Feng's shoulder, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Young comrades have not been corrupted by so-called art. It's good. These things should stay outside the country. More appropriate. The bustling train station was similar to the scene when the three of them left. As soon as I saw those who were still walking among the pedestrians, my good mood disappeared.

Things are back to where they started. The person who should be invited has been invited. There are some issues left over from history that need to be resolved urgently.

After leaving the station, the group took the bus directly back to the hotel, and an unexpected person arrived.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, Li Feng, who was still dining in the restaurant, saw his old acquaintance Colonel Fernand slowly walking in from outside the restaurant.

In his hand, like the charterer, he actually held a brass key chain.

Li Feng and Lao Ge looked at each other and hurriedly stood up to end the dinner, treating people like hosts.

In a hotel room.

In addition to Li Feng, Mu Ruixing, and members of the chemical fiber team were all present. This was a formal team that tried its best to gather together.

"I think it's yours~!"

Seeing Colonel Fernan hand the key chain to him, Li Feng did not expect, nor did Bald Lao Ge, nor did all the hometown people in the room expect that the surprise would come so suddenly.

The key ring looks very simple. It is just a copper wire circle. It is no different from the key ring in the renter's hand. There are more than a dozen keys hanging on it. It is self-evident what this jingling key ring represents.

It proves that the embassy located on George V Street has been officially handed over to us in private. The owner of that small building has changed from today on. It has returned to the hands of the people from the hands of the old dust. .

Everyone applauded almost subconsciously. It was obvious that everyone had been waiting for this day to come after knowing the news. However, the content of the handshake conversation was kept airtight. Now they finally saw their things back. Gained recognition from others.

"I am very grateful to the Gallic authorities. Eighty million people in my hometown will remember this day. Our friendship will last forever!"

Holding Colonel Feiernan firmly with both hands, Li Feng's face turned red, as if he was drunk. He even took the initiative to hug him and patted him hard on the back.

Since I traveled through time, I have faced difficulties and obstacles again and again. Only at this moment, I feel that I have really gone deep into it, becoming a personal participant and witness, witnessing my hometown breaking through the ice of the outside world, and achieving a major diplomatic breakthrough. .

Colonel Fernand smiled, and in return, he patted Li Feng's back hard and accepted the hug that represented friendship.

"They no longer represent the people. What they did at the Tower is more like a warlord who ignores the law and civilization. I hope you can better solve the remaining problems and restore order and stability to the Tower faster~!"

"This is a personal request I made. After all, we don't have much time~!"

After handing over the keys, Colonel Fernand returned to his businesslike demeanor. Everyone on the sidelines knew exactly what he was talking about. It seemed that the Tower authorities were really ready to solve the problem in Chinatown, and they even took out the keys directly. .

"It is our duty, the world needs civilization~!" (End of this chapter)