The Young Master is a Girl

  Chapter 732 Watching the Art Exhibition Early in the Morning

  I thought if Dongfang Yue chose to play with the little guy.

  The place to go must be a children's playground or something that children like to go to.

   No matter how bad it is, it should be going to the zoo or something.

  Although the little guy has a much higher IQ than children of the same age, he is only a six-year-old child after all.

  So, when you see the place in front of you.

  Yi Shisan had a look of surprise.

  What are they doing here?

   And it was early in the morning.

  After stepping in, Yi Shisan realized that the place they came to was actually an art exhibition.

  This gallery rarely holds art exhibitions, and even if it does, most of the time is concentrated from 9:00 am to 5:00 pm.

   There are still twenty minutes before nine o'clock.

the most important is.

   Recently.

  The gallery has no activity at all.

However.

  The gallery, which is usually hard to find tickets on weekdays, is now open because of the arrival of Dongfang Yue.

   Obviously, this is pre-booked.

   Otherwise, it would be impossible for someone to be waiting for you when you come so early.

  The so-called art, the so-called genius, the so-called romance.

   Yi Shisan couldn't understand these things.

   Not only can't understand but also feel boring.

  Different from Yi Shisan's incomprehension.

  The people on the side, whether it was Dongfang Yue or the little guy, they both watched with gusto.

   Dongfang Yue can understand it.

  How can even a six-year-old kid, the little guy, understand it.

   "What do you understand? Keep nodding."

  Looking at the little guy who kept nodding and showing some reaction on his face, Yi Shisan couldn't help laughing out loud.

  At this time, the little guy's gesture of raising his hand and resting his chin looks a bit like a little old man.

   Yi Shisan's voice.

   Also made the little guy who was staring at the painting turn his gaze to him.

  There was undisguised contempt in the eyes.

   "Do you think everyone is as superficial as you and doesn't understand anything?"

  Does Yi Shisan know how expensive the tickets here are?

  In general art exhibitions, there will be more or less auctions of works, but only here, this art exhibition is not only rarely held, even the paintings have never been auctioned.

   This is what makes this gallery unique.

  The entire city of Meaux.

   This is the only one.

   He, Yi Shisan, definitely doesn't understand these things.

  Every painting here is worth tens of millions, and the lowest one is also worth millions.

  In Yi Shisan's eyes, there are some paintings here, which look worse than children's graffiti.

   Received the contempt from the little guy.

  Yi Shisan was obviously immune.

   If you don’t say it, don’t say it, what’s so great about it.

   Seeing the eyes fall on the little guy in the painting again, Yi Shisan pouted.

   His gaze shifted to Dongfang Yue not far away.

   Followed.

   Take a step.

   then also passed.

  Looking at Dongfang Yue.

   Look up again at the painting in front of you.

  This painting, at least he saw what it was.

  It was a child. From the hair, it could be seen that it was a girl.

  A little girl with a smile on her face is stepping on the field with her bare feet.

   It can be seen that the children in the painting are very happy.

   Looking at Dongfang Yue who had been staring at the painting unfocused, Yi Shisan was puzzled.

   There is nothing special about this painting!

   The general content can also be seen clearly.

  But only in this painting, Dongfang Yue stayed too long.

  When Yi Shisan grew up, she felt that Dongfang Yue was already in the fossil stage.

   This moment.

  Yi Shisan also discovered a skill of Dongfang Yue.

  When working, I maintain a working movement for a long time, and now I look at paintings, and I always maintain the movement of looking at paintings.

   That is the skill of maintaining a movement for a long time without getting tired.

  (end of this chapter)