Joe Mai MACHINE TRANSLATION

  It was in the afternoon when she arrived in Paris. Miss Nanke and her French lover did not drive to pick her up. She turned on her cell phone and saw a text message from Miss Nanke, saying that she would set up a booth in the exhibition hall and ask her to take a taxi to the exhibition hall.

  The International Painting Art Exhibition held in Paris was mainly to provide a platform for these artists to showcase themselves. At the same time, there would be art exhibitions to participate in. Then, there would be specialized masters to select the best paintings Of course, they would also be judged based on the votes of the audience entering the venue, and the top three of the season would be determined.

  Yan Ru took her luggage and immediately took a taxi to the exhibition hall’s location. Teacher Nanke and his French lover had almost finished setting up the place. When they saw her coming, they immediately came to help her set up the booth.

  The booth here was reserved. In fact, Yan ru did not know that it was Nanke who had helped her book the booth. Fortunately, the location was not bad. The main thing was that her paintings took a fresh and artistic route, which made some people who claimed to be artistic young people like her.

  Mu Ru’s hotel was located not far from the exhibition hall. Teacher Nanke had originally invited her to stay at their house, but she had refused. Foreigners were GERMAPHOBIC and generally did not like to let guests stay over. Moreover, she and teacher Nanke did not usually have much contact Most of the contacts were made via email, so they rarely met.

  The exhibition was very fast. They just had to hang the paintings according to the scale. The main thing was that Yan ru still had two paintings that had not been marked, and these two were Chinese paintings. She had brought them out at the last minute.

  There was a shop near the exhibition hall that had framed paintings. In the evening, she took the two paintings and went to find a well-framed painting shop. She then asked them to hurry up, because the exhibition hall would be open the day after tomorrow.

  By the time she was done with everything, it was already eight o’clock in the evening. She was glad that she had not agreed to go to Miss Nanke’s house for dinner. Otherwise, she would have had to wait for her to eat, right?

  Walking on the unfamiliar streets of Paris, she heard the sound of her stomach growling. Only then did she remember that she had not eaten for a day because the food on the plane was not very delicious, and she had not eaten much either.

  The streets of Paris were mostly western food, mainly hamburgers, pasta, and steak, but she actually wanted to eat Chinese food.

  Over the years, no matter where she went, she still could not change the habit of eating Chinese food. Every time she ate more Western food, her stomach could not stand it, so she had to find Chinese food to eat.

  Fortunately, she often stayed in Korea, and Korean food was similar to Chinese food, and she bought the ingredients herself to go home to cook, so she usually focused on Chinese food.

  The hotel she stayed in also provided Chinese food, but she did not want to go back to the hotel to eat now. The Chinese food in the hotel was not authentic, just like the Western food in the Chinese hotel was not authentic either.

  She walked out of the painting shop and walked forward naturally to the downtown area. It was the same in most cities. The more prosperous the place, the noisier it would be. The noisier the place, the less lonely it would be. Over the years, she always tried to avoid being lonely.

  Moreover, Chinese restaurants, which were the products of oriental water and soil, were usually only available in the downtown area. It was difficult to find a restaurant in a remote place. It was just like how it was difficult to find a Western restaurant in a remote place in a big Chinese city.

  There were not many Chinese restaurants in Paris, but there were still some, not to mention in the downtown area. Now, many Chinese people came to Paris, and the French were very smart. Of course, they had to find ways to get money from the Chinese.