I have a full-time hero system

What is incomprehensible and unfathomable is art.

Interested book lovers can search for Picasso's paintings to cultivate their aesthetic ability.

Yuan Xiao thought for a while: "But to convince Father Balotte, it's best for you to bring a painting over."

Picasso nodded: "Don't worry, as a famous painter, it is normal operation to carry some works with you."

The two spoke again to avoid loopholes.

Picasso shook his head: "It's probably not the first time Master has manifested as a Heroic Spirit, so you have to have confidence in the system.

All certificates and resumes can stand the test, and there are many ways to die. "

Yuan Xiao heard from Zheng Guo before that he was completely relieved.

The two pushed open the door and went out. Yuan Dongzhi on the sofa looked at him coldly and continued to read.

Suddenly there was a person of Western descent in the house, but he didn't care at all.

What Yuan Xiao wants is this kind of indifference, otherwise it would be too troublesome to explain.

In fact, the winter solstice is numb, and there is Newton behind the house who eats apples and reads physics books every day.

There must be secrets in this Supreme Emperor.

Not surprising.

But Dongfang Xiaoman saw it, and she smiled: "Is this a new friend?"

"Oh!" Picasso's eyes were shining brightly, "This beautiful lady, I don't know if I have time tonight. I also have a lot of experience in planting flowers and plants. I can discuss it."

Dongfang Xiaoman kept smiling, she shook her head.

Yuan Xiao kicked over: "Get lost! That's my wife!"

"Oh!" Picasso was not angry, "So it's the hostess, so it's a bit offending."

In a blink of an eye, he saw Su Ye walking out again. He still wanted to strike up a conversation, but was dragged away by Yuan Xiao.

Su Ye: "???"

The purpose was very clear, and the two arrived at St. Peter's Basilica by car.

As soon as he got out of the car, Picasso started nagging: "Isn't this St. Peter's Basilica, there is one in this world.

Oops, so many traditional civilizations of human beings are universal.

It's a pity, Master, it would be even better if you got Michelangelo.

This was originally designed by him, and the recovery rate will definitely be higher. "

Yuan Xiao sneered: "How about pushing you back?"

I didn't expect Picasso to be such a chatterbox, with a lot of nonsense.

"No, no, no," Picasso waved his hand, "After all, if you want to draw a designated heroic spirit, except for props, the chance is still very small."

This is the first time Yuan Xiao heard such a thing: "You mean, there must be props that can draw designated heroic spirits."

Picasso was about to cry: "Oh, my mouth, I speak too fast, which is equivalent to revealing the secrets of the system.

This is okay once in a while, but if I do it again, I will be permanently banned by the system. "

The implication is that there are more things that can't be said to death.

Forget it, anyway, Yuan Xiao doesn't expect Ying Ling to tell him more systematic things.

After entering, Yuan Xiao found the clergy and explained his intentions.

The man was very polite and asked Yuan Xiao and the others to wait for a while, while he went in to report.

Not long after, I saw Father Balotte walking quickly with a smile.

"Teacher Yuan, long time no see." The two shook hands, and Balotte was very enthusiastic, "Come here when you have time."

Now in China, Yuan Xiao's reputation is not small.

Everyone knows that this guy is powerful across borders, and there are many people who want to ask him for advice.

Yuan Xiao smiled: "Last time I didn't talk about the murals on the dome of the church. No, I brought people here."

Only then did Barrot see Picasso beside Yuan Xiao.

Chapter 374

Father Ballot's first reaction was that the painter was too young.

Looking at the past, it is less than thirty, what kind of things can be drawn.

However, out of politeness, the two sides shook hands and said hello.

Yuan Xiao knew that Balotte was worried, so he nodded to Picasso.

Picasso understood: "Father Ballot, I know that for such an important project, you must be worried if you randomly find someone to participate in it.

However, these are my qualifications, you can see clearly. "

As he spoke, he spread out the flawless documents forged by the system.

With a certificate, it is easy to swipe your face.

Barot's face eased: "For this project, all the paintings are painted on the dome of the church and some important wall corridors.

Our idea is to try our best to show the styles of different stories based on the myth of the True God of Bruya. "

Bruya True God, Yuan Xiao has investigated, should be the continuation of Blue Star's Western religion.

In addition to the changes in the names of the characters in it, there are also some teachings that are different.

The rest are much the same.

Picasso said that there is no problem. He is actually a modern painter. Of course, he has studied medieval paintings.

Barrot thinks it is better to buy some insurance: "Then Mr. Picasso, can you take a look at your previous masterpieces."

"No problem," Picasso said that it was a trivial matter, and he took out a painting tremblingly, "This is a work I have painstakingly worked on."

Yuan Xiao glanced at it, and it was indeed one of the most important works in Picasso's life.

The Women of Algiers!

Originally, this work was part of a series, but Picasso took it out and it was the most proud one among the 15 works.

only……

Barot frowned greatly.

What is this painting, I don't understand it.

He was born religious and has attended many churches in his life.

Most of the murals in the church are realistic.

Because the objects are gods and the like, they cannot be expressed in modernist art forms.

If you think about it, you will know that using Picasso modern art or three-dimensional art to express fairy tales, that kind of picture is absolutely sour.

Balote stared blankly for a while, but didn't see any tricks.

"Mr. Yuan, Mr. Picasso," he swallowed, "this painting is very good, um, look at the color lines, it's amazing.

But in terms of style, it probably doesn't match the religion of the church.

Besides, with all due respect for this thing, my aesthetic ability can't see why. "

What Baluote said was the truth, Yuan Xiao deeply believed it.

As the most famous painter in the world, he can certainly appreciate Picasso's works.

At the same time, he is also clear that ordinary people cannot understand it.

Such is the art of the highest state.

Picasso just smiled, and he didn't explain.

Yuan Xiao wants to explain: "This is Mr. Picasso's other painting method, in fact..."

When he was in embarrassment, someone suddenly exclaimed, and followed that person quickly.

He is a middle-aged man, with a slightly fat body, and his clothes look like he is either rich or expensive.

"Is this painting for sale?" The middle-aged man ignored Picasso's painting.

It doesn't matter to Picasso, he is a hero around him, and taking money is useless.

Ballot showed a surprised expression.

Yuan Xiao's thoughts moved slightly, this can be sold for money.

However, the system also reacted a bit.

Come on, how much it sells for has nothing to do with him.

Meeting Picasso's gaze, Yuan Xiao nodded.

"Sell," Picasso smiled when he agreed, "but my painting will not be sold if it is less than 5 million yuan."

Hiss——Ballot took a breath.

Is this going crazy? The lion opened his mouth wide.

Yuan Xiao has been in the art world and feels that this is normal operation.

The middle-aged man laughed as soon as he heard it: "[-] million is [-] million. I bought it, but it's okay to give a check."

Picasso nodded.

The middle-aged man took out the checkbook and quickly signed it: "You can call the bank to confirm."

This kind of thing can't be sloppy, Yuan Xiao called to confirm that the check was real.

There are so many rich people in the world.

One-handed payment and one-handed delivery.

Ballot's eyes were straightened.

This painting, which I can't understand anything, sold for 5 million yuan.

Can he also consider such an artistic creation?

The middle-aged man waved the painting into the space capsule, and then explained: "This is a modernist painting style.

You may not know that when I was traveling in the empire, I saw similar ones in their royal museum.

It is said that it was obtained archaeologically at a huge price.

The painting just now, even if it is not the work of a famous artist, is still the best of modernism.

It's just that ordinary people may not appreciate it. "

Yuan Xiao did not say that it was a painting by Picasso.

After all, there is no Picasso in this world.

Archeology has not yet been dug up.

Picasso handed the check to Yuan Xiao, and the latter gave it to Ballot after changing hands.

"This painting is considered to be sold here, and the money will be given to the church, so let's do some charity." Yuan Xiao asked.

Ballot took the check dumbfounded.

The world has become a fantasy, when did this money become almost like straw paper.

Proud index +99999

"Is this a bit embarrassing, Mr. Yuan?" Baluot was still in shock.

"It's all right," Yuan Xiao waved his hand, "It's also Mr. Picasso's wish."

Picasso nodded: "For us artists, what is important is not money, but the recognition of our works.

Besides, I don't lack such a little bit, and if I take it to charity, it can also be regarded as a benefit to the world. "

Only then did Balot carefully put it away.