"Of course it's a real performance art!"

Lin Haven glanced at Zhesheng, a sculptor who was incompatible with their wicked faction, and also went to see the exhibition, and came to Lin Haven very excitedly and said that this was the best performance art exhibition he had ever seen, but he was not very good at talking, he said, "So I thought you were pretending, hahaha." ”

Then he harvested a white eye from Lin Haven.

Ha your sister.

"No, I mean that the word performance art is used badly, and anyone who does something bad will say that he is a performance artist, so doesn't that make me preconceived? Zhesheng also explained: "And I have an inspiration to make an installation art with your theme to condense your entire exhibition." ”

"Oh, you want to pump me, do you want to climb up on my shoulders?"

Lin Haven put down the brush, and it was obvious that it was Xiao Huang - this is the cover picture he drew for Xiao Huang's new album, after looking left and right, he nodded, and he painted it here today.

Zhesheng glared: "I didn't expect that as a great artist, how can you be so open-minded?"

"I really don't have a chest, but I can find a few covers, how big are you?"

“...... No, Haven, you see I'm also helping you expand your influence. ”

Zhesheng finally exposed the purpose of this trip, he just watched the exhibition, and had an impulse to create, but although copying the theme is not plagiarism, after all, it is also the inspiration born from Lin Haven, and he and Lin Haven can't just talk about reason, and use this idea without saying a word, Lin Haven may make him into a raw fish, oh, a raw film.

"Hehe, you, Mr. Zhe, it's not that I underestimate you, but I'm small. ”

“...... You're young!"

"Look at Qi Hui's radiant appearance, and then look at Gu Hao's now, the whole shriveled old lady. I think the answer is self-evident. Lin shrugged his shoulders and walked to a large easel covered with a white cloth next to him.

Zhesheng followed him like a fart.

"She just finished acting in a movie, what does it have to do with me? You Qi Hui are pampered, and it has nothing to do with you, don't put gold on your face. ”

"Explanation is disguise, disguise is fact, and fact is what it is. ”

“...... the groove. ”

Lin Haven laughed: "Come and give me a hand and lift the cloth." ”

"Okay, okay, I'm asking you, please, Lin Dashen, Master Lin, Lin Da artist, can you use your creativity, take care of the little one, thank you. Zhesheng walked over to give him a hand, and finally straightened his attitude.

"It's been like this for a long time, precisely. ”

“...... Thank you, Lord Long. Zhesheng rolled his eyes, just in time to see that Lin Haven was very solemn, and even a little excited: "Hey, what are you doing?

"Behind this, there is a new history of oil painting," Lin Haven smiled: "Isn't it worth being excited?"

The two of them worked together to lift the white cloth.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhesheng felt that at the moment when the white cloth was lifted, there was really a flash of holy light, which made the painting particularly sacred.

It is the wisps of light flashing in the black dragon pool in the painting, as if it is flowing all the time, showing never-ending changes.

“...... How did this happen?" Cheolsheng muttered. He is a sculptor, but he also has a foundation in painting, and he still has vision, including the masterpieces he saw when he traveled to Europe, and he does not have the appearance of the painting in front of him.

The results of the ancients.

Lin Haven's sense of accomplishment at this time is also unprecedented, surpassing his achievements in all other aspects, when he copied a book of poems, when TV series repeatedly broke records, and when his wealth skyrocketed...... Of all those glorious moments, none of them were more glorious than this one.

In the Van Eyck source species, which has reached 80% of the scale, on the shoulders of all these ancestors and predecessors, such as Velázquez, Tixiang, Rembrandt, Ingres, and Changshuo, and most importantly, with Lin Haven's own understanding and diligence, he has finally come to the extent of opening his own door in this field.

He may not be able to compare with the legendary giants of Leonardo da Vinci and Van Gogh, but the important thing is that he has embarked on his own path to becoming a master, continuing the 400-year-old tradition of classicism.

From today on, Lin Haven's name and the painting under him have been recorded in history and will never be changed.

This is the most important meaning of Linhaven's existence in this life - for himself.

Zhesheng's eyes finally moved away from the canvas and looked at Lin Haven in a complicated way, since Lin Haven was admitted to CAFA, they began to know each other, and it has been almost more than 6 or 7 years, and the other two in the same dormitory have gradually disappeared from their memories - it is indeed not a particularly short period of time.

However, compared to Lin Haven's rapid progress on the road of art, this time seems too short.

In just 6 years, from a first-year student of CAFA, he has become the top painter in the world, and even from the height of art, there may not be one. In any case, it is too challenging to challenge Zhesheng's ideas and concepts as an artist.

Incredible.

Unthinkable.

"Originally, I planned to greet her quietly alone, but I didn't expect you to come to join in the fun. Lin Haven shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect you to have no achievements in art, but your luck is not bad." ”

“...... Phew. ”

How much shock, it's gone now. Zhesheng also figured it out, why was he embarrassed by Lin Haven again, and dared to dislike him for disturbing Lin Haven's lonely and self-appreciative mood.

Really, sullenly.

"Aren't you going to take it to a group exhibition at the end of the year?" Zhesheng said of Chang Shuo, Lin Haiwen, and his disciples' joint exhibition.

Lin Haven shook his head: "I originally thought about doing this, but Mr. Chang later changed his mind. ”

Zhesheng was very acceptable: "If you take out this painting, then all the others, including Mr. Chang Shuo, will be in vain." All the spotlight, all the attention, all the honor, it's all yours alone, what else are they playing?"

"Huh...... That's not bad. ”

“......”

Lin Haven looked at him with a sad look on his face and laughed to death: "No, on the one hand, there is also this consideration, it is still necessary to let Tang Cheng and them perform as much as possible, and the second is that there is an unexpected situation." This painting may have to wait a little longer, in March or April next year. ”

"Huh?" Zhesheng wondered.

Lin Haven looked at this painting, and there was a kind of sadness that her daughter was going to be sent out by a pig when she grew up, and she didn't answer Zhesheng again.

Two days later, the Tianmei Auditorium.

Nearly 400 seats, packed to the brim.

On the stage, a ruddy and shiny European man who seemed to have drunk his wife's oral liquid, Paolo Barratta, the president of this Venice Biennale, handed over an invitation letter to Lin Haven under the joint witness of the mayor of Venice and the chairman of the Artists Association, and invited Lin Haven to hold a solo exhibition at the Biennale as the chief special guest of honor of this Biennale.

This is one of the important itineraries of the Mayor of Venice to visit China.

is also going to be on CCTV's seven-o'clock longevity speech program.

At the same time as the invitation was handed over, the applause was full of applause, like thunder, which was extraordinarily spectacular - or Lin Haven would have arranged for him to be in Tianmei, so that the family would have a special trip from the capital, just for this home advantage.

Li Zhenteng glanced at Lin Haiwen, who seemed indifferent, and contributed 20 villain points slightly.

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