[Infrastructure] Rose kissed Barcelona

Wait a moment.

Joey pressed his chest to stabilize his beating heart.

Although the man's name was Vincent van Gogh, and he was also Dutch, it might not be the Van Gogh she knew.It should be said that there is a high possibility of duplication of names.

Moreover, Van Gogh said he didn't know how to paint?This is impossible.

As soon as Joey figured this out, he immediately became depressed.That is to say, how could it be such a coincidence.

...What if!She swallowed.

Her philosophy of life is, don't miss any chance.

do not care.Even if you admit the wrong person, there is no loss.If it's really him... then the chance to make a first impression on the boss is in the next second!

"Ada, come out to pick up the guests!"

Let's see if there is any mess in the living room?Quickly tidy up.The stained glass wasn't water-stained, was it?It hasn't rained recently, so it shouldn't be a big problem.Many guests have just been sent away, so there are no shoe marks on the wooden floor!

For tea, ask for the best Dahongpao!Of course, considering that the master may not be used to drinking tea, coffee and water are also prepared.Double check check, perfect lighting angle, perfect setting, perfect her - except for the damn trembling hands.

Three, two, one.Calm mood.Use the most dignified, elegant, and gentle voice to usher in the moment that is about to change history——"Please come in."

A young man stepped in with two huge dark circles under his eyes.

O casks of Dionysus!

The red-brown messy curly hair, gray-green eyes with drooping eyes, a triangular face with prominent cheekbones and no flesh.Joey was sure at a glance - this is definitely the person in Van Gogh's self-portrait, and he didn't run away.

A burst of ecstasy welled up in my heart.

However, before Joy could speak, Vincent could not wait to cut her off——

"Ah, miss, who designed your house? May I see him?"

Joey almost bit his tongue: "...it's not very convenient now."

After all, I am living under her oppression, and I can't catch up with the manuscript.

"Ah." Vincent looked disappointed, and thought he muttered in a low voice: "Sure enough, there is nothing, it's not as good as Paris."

Joey: "..." Hey.

Cough, no.Anyway, she is also the Miss Party A on this occasion, so she has to show her aura.

"You came to visit me, shouldn't you say something first?" There is a natural aura, but also gentle guidance.Perfect.

"Didn't I say that?" Vincent scratched his head, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, this is our company's artwork album, please take a look first."

Joey took the album and couldn't wait to flip through it.

Vincent sat across from her and took out a notebook, ticked "Joy Fernandez, daughter of the Duke of Valencia" in the list of names on it, and muttered in a low voice, "A job."

The potential patron was still looking at the picture book, and Vincent was bored, so he took out a copy of "A Tale of Two Cities" and read the folded corners.

"Don't worry, the best things come when you least expect them," Dickens wrote.

Vincent lowered his eyes lazily and sighed.Hey, does anyone else believe in such nonsense?

Since Eugenia had turned him down, the best hadn't been in his life.

Joey didn't look at it for long, and quickly put down the album with a frown.It was full of realistic oil paintings of religious stories and noble life, but none of the paintings she was looking for.

She thought for a while, "Mr. Van Gogh, can I see your paintings?"

Thinking that she was talking to the great painter, she unconsciously put on a sweet smile.

"Huh?" Vincent scratched his head subconsciously.

"But I don't know how to draw. I'm just a peddler of paintings." He looked at her with some doubts in his eyes - this lady might not be mentally normal.

At least, normal people should not ask an art salesman if he can paint.

Can't draw?Joey doubted life for a moment.

It turns out that the boss really hasn't learned to draw in his 20s?

...Okay, maybe this is genius.It's never too late to start learning.

"May I ask, how old are you?" It sounded impolite, but she was really curious.

Suddenly there was a crackling sound outside the door, as if some ceramic utensils were smashed, and the frightening sound resounded throughout the house.

"Uh." Vincent shrank his chin, pretending not to hear, "21 years old."

...What is going on here.Joey suppressed the collapse in his heart, and raised his voice slightly: "What's the matter?"

"No!" Ada hurriedly replied, "I'll put it away right away, Miss, keep talking! Keep talking!"

Outside the door of the living room, she quickly fetched a broom from the corner, and began to sweep away the tiles, while listening to the conversation in the room.

The loyal maid has already keenly sensed the unusual aura.

——Well, it’s just that, as the princess said, be more cautious next time, and don’t be surprised.

"That's good, I won't beat around the bush." ​​The princess's cheerful voice came, and Ada knew that she must have made some happy decision. "Let me ask you, do you want to draw?"

Ada is shocked to catch a message.Is the princess planning to be a patron?Sponsor a person who can't draw to be a painter?

"Uh... I would like to think about it. I have also studied many paintings in museums, but..." The young man was obviously shocked by such a straightforward question.

"It's nothing but nothing." The princess interrupted him resolutely, "If you want to learn, you can learn, and you don't have to worry about the cost. I will be your sponsor."

Ada's jaw was about to drop to the broomstick.

Ever since she listened to the dreamy dialogue between the princess and the architect, she was trembling for a long time, but found that the princess did not have a baby as she thought, she realized that sometimes she was really overthinking, and she had to restrain herself.

After all, she is a smart gold medal maid.

But... But this situation is clearer than the plate licked by Ziyawu!

What could make His Royal Highness, who has always been shrewd, take the initiative to invite and sponsor a painter who can't draw?

What makes a woman spend money for a man without expecting anything in return?

Say, what could make a man so blind!

"You, are you serious?" The young man in the room was also obviously shocked. "I don't think my paintings can be sold for money... maybe I can't even pay my living expenses."

There was a narrow smile in the princess's voice, like a fluffy hook scratching people's hearts: "It's okay, I will support you."

Ada was stunned by these thunderous words.

After recovering, she picked up the corner of her skirt and ran up the stairs.He passed by little Mary who was holding a black cat, and then stopped abruptly, "Mary, can you lend me this book? It may save one, no, two, who are about to be hit by a storm." soul!"

"Ah? You mean this one?" Mary showed a slightly puzzled look, hugged the cat obediently, and handed the book to Ada: "I borrowed it from the city hall library in the name of Miss. Just remember it for a month."

"Return it as soon as you run out!" Ada took the book and ran upstairs.

Ziyawu: "Meow——"

The little girl froze in place, thought for a long time in doubt, then shook her head and continued walking down.She forgot a book in the living room and wanted to get it back.

When Ada rushed to Antonio's studio, the architect was leaning on the back of his chair and spinning his pen, boredly looking at a sketch in front of him.

The basic outline can already be seen. Unlike the tall Fernandez House, this is a small and exquisite single-story street house. The roof is like blooming petals and a gentle torch.

Ada knocked on the door politely, and then walked in unceremoniously, "Sir, I found a good book today, I recommend you to read it."

"A good book?" Antonio turned his head curiously, and was stunned when he saw the title: ""Origin of Species"?"

"Yes, "Origin of Species"." Ada solemnly put the book in his hands, "Miss especially encourages me to read, and often recommends books to me when I have nothing to do. Recently, she told me about this book the contents of the book."

"Although it's a bit funny to say that we are transformed from monkeys, I think there is a saying that is very good."

"Here it is - 'Natural selection, survival of the fittest.'"

The species that survive is not the strongest or the smartest, but the one that adapts the fastest.

I hope you enjoy it, Mr. Architect.

Ada is still optimistic about Antonio.Although he often made His Highness angry, he still saved her money instead of letting her spend it.

Moreover, he was the first person who made her laugh after His Royal Highness came to Barcelona.

Hey, His Royal Highness's taste has slipped, which broke her heart as a golden maid.

"Oh...that makes sense." Antonio nodded thoughtfully. "I see. Thank you, Ada."

Ada left satisfied.

Antonio sat up and quickly wrote down a line in his notebook——

The adaptability of architectural shape and function should be considered, just like a person's body and soul should adapt to each other.Survival of the fittest!

……

When Mary walked into the living room, she saw Miss Fernandez coming out with that Mr. Van Gogh.

The lady seemed very happy: "Then it's settled. I'll go to Rapero right away and ask him to write a letter of introduction for you to enter Longha Academy of Fine Arts."

The little girl flashed into a mushroom-shaped fireplace calmly, put Ziyawu on the mahogany bench, touched the soft neck of the cat, then poked out half of her head, and secretly looked at the big red-haired brother.

It seems that this house is about to become more lively.

She suddenly remembered the "Origin of Species" that Ada had borrowed from her in a panic, thought for a moment, and let out a soft "oh".

The adult world is really interesting.

"Mary, are you here?" Joey looked back at her and asked with a smile.

The little girl let the lady touch her head, and raised her head obediently: "I left a book in the living room."

"Oh." Joey walked into the living room holding her soft little hand, and asked casually, "What's the difference between batteries connected in series and parallel?"

Without even thinking about it, Mary replied: "Parallel connection keeps the voltage constant, but increases the current; series connection increases the voltage, but the current remains the same."

"You're awesome." Joy praised with satisfaction, "You can play normally, and you'll be fine in high school—is it this book?"

She picked up "The Theory of Elements" which was open and turned upside down on the coffee table, and when she turned it over, a bookmark slipped out.

"Ah, the bookmark fell off." Joey leaned over and picked up the bookmark from the inner edge of the coffee table.

She was suddenly attracted by a few lines of handwritten text on the bookmark: "This is...?"

It was a language she didn't quite understand, maybe Polish.She could barely make out the words "millions" and "suffering."

Is this the adage that if you don't make 100 million, you'll be able to hang your head against the stock market?

Hiss, the little girl is cruel enough.Was it stimulated by Antonio?

This devil is 100 million.

Be sure to have a serious talk with him another day.Don't spoil the kids!

Joey handed the bookmark to the little girl, his voice slowed down a bit, and he said persuasively, "Can you tell me what this is?"

Mary curled up slightly with the hand that took the bookmark, and then brought the bookmark in front of her eyes.She pursed her lips tightly and hesitated for a moment.

It's like secretly falling in love with a little girl at the same table, struggling fiercely in my heart whether to tell my parents.

But she finally made up her mind and whispered——

"I am one with my country.

My name is called Millions--

It is for the sake of millions that I suffer and enjoy it. "

She solemnly stuffed the bookmark into the book: "This is a poem by our Polish poet Adam Mickiewicz."

The young girl sighed, her pale blue eyes were full of determination: "Although I am studying abroad now, I will definitely go back in the future. So, I wrote these few lines of poems to remind you when you are slack. Own."

Joey was in awe.

In Poland, which was divided by the great powers, there are also such children who study for the rise of the motherland.No matter where it is, this kind of fiery childlike feelings are touching.

She couldn't help squatting down, smiling and looking into Mary's eyes: "I want to serve the country through my studies! What a great dream. If you have this goal, you must study hard in high school and be admitted to a good university! Have you Think about it, what major do you study?"

Now that she is the actual guardian of the little girl, she can plan for her in advance with the perspective of an adult.

Ah, this mood is like a parent who studies the school district housing for his children.

Mary thought for a while, "I want to study physics and chemistry—I have a feeling that these two disciplines are researched to the subtle tip, and there will be intersections. For example, the place where the periodic table of elements continues to extend."

The little girl is usually calm, but at this time she lowered her head shyly: "If, I mean, if I can discover a new element in the future, I would like to name it after my motherland, Poland. In this way, the whole world will will forget it exists."

It's so romantic.Name the element with the name of her country, that is - "Po".

and many more.

Joey woke up suddenly, isn't that polonium? !

Although the Chinese name of element No. 84 is translated as "Polonium" for the sake of uniform naming of metal elements, the name of the element itself is taken from the name "Poland" of Poland.

It was as if the messy metal fragments were suddenly attracted by a magnet, and all the memory fragments gathered in an instant to form a complete image.

A blond-haired, blue-eyed Polish girl named Marie, a talented and hard-working student master, and passionate patriotism, wants to name the new element with the name of the motherland...

"Marie Curie?!" Joey pressed the name that he almost blurted out in time on the tip of his tongue.

God!While squatting, her knees softened, and she almost wanted to kneel down for the little girl.

In an instant, Joy felt a death that no one could understand - she just took the physics test of Madam Curie, and praised her "Awesome!"

...Muse, the goddess in charge of literature, art and science.

Right here on Earth in this little Fernandez house.

Antonio was fishing upstairs in his studio.

Van Gogh was being led by Pascal to the room assigned to him.

And Marie Curie, the future two-time Nobel laureate, was standing beside her at this moment.

... Did she, Joey, stab the boss? !

The author has something to say: Vincent: Coach, I want to play basketball! (cross out) Father of the funder, I want to learn to draw!

[Interview with Little Rose]

-Who is Vincent?

- Dusty pearl!An underappreciated genius!Human wealth!Even if the whole world does not recognize his paintings, I am still willing to support him forever!

- who is mary

-goddess!Straight A student!Idol!Now she is a sensible, studious and cute little girl!I love her forever!

- who is antonio

-(rolls eyes)...nothing to say.let's go.

*The lines read by Little Mary are from Adam Mickiewicz's play "Forefathers' Eve" (Dziady/Forefathers' Eve), translated by the author himself.

I have received so much love from little angels!If you are flattered, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooos and the author will never give up!

Thanks to Shuiyan, NICEtoMEETu, Shiyun, Bianhuhu, My Love from Renwai ~ Lei for casting, and also very grateful to the little angels who irrigated and fed the nutrient solution!You are so kind and warm!