Grace went out with a head to the pinnacle of his life, became the CEO, and captured the idea of being handsome and rich.

The masters didn't have the idea of continuing to popularize science, and it was not good to stand in front of "Black Dragon Pond" all the time, after all, it was a public exhibition, not a special time for them, and it was still necessary to take into account the needs of other people, although other people may like them very much to stay, it is best to talk in detail little by little, this color, picture, theme, structure, light and dark, shadow, in short, how profound and profound, how to say it - they can also go back and pretend to be forced after listening to it.

Hearst led them together to a small conference hall in the metropolis and served tea and coffee.

For the Met, Gerhard was the target of the day, and Gaspé was the big-headed fish that came in – a windfall.

"Mr. Jones, I'm Hearst of the Met, curator of the exhibition, and I'm glad you're here, Mr. Richter, we're already familiar with each other, and it's the first time we've met you. "As a top curator, Hearst is polite in front of these masters, but he does not feel like he is a lower level, after all, he has a lot of dealings, and after getting acquainted, no matter how big an artist is, the deterrent power will be much smaller.

Gaspé hadn't run his own exhibitions for many years, and although his exhibitions were held all over the world, almost every year, they had little to do with him.

"Hello, Hearst. ”

After the greetings, the topic naturally turned to "Black Dragon Pond", Hirst's ears pricked up, especially the remarks of Gerhard, Gaspey, Tunnit and others, he tried to write down word for word, these are all authoritative remarks, no matter what Lin Haiwen's views on the art of these people, but they have already cast influence, they have already gone from the category of works to the category of people, they have made themselves into a work of art - this is the true meaning of abstract artists.

After chatting for more than an hour, Gaspé was a little out of spirit, but Gerhard was okay - painting is a physical job, so in recent years, in fact, both of them have rarely produced major works, and Gaspé has produced works much less frequently than Gerhard.

Just as Lin was about to stop this brief exchange, a metropolitan employee came in and muttered something in Hirst's ear, and Hirst was obviously surprised.

He thought about it, said a few words to the employee, and let him out.

"Well, Mr. Richter, Mr. Jones, I've given you a place to rest?"

"No, I'll go back. "Gerhard has a place to live in New York.

Gaspé shook his head.

In fact, Hearst also knew that the two were unlikely to accept it, so he didn't force it, stood up, and sent the two bigwigs away together, breathing a sigh of relief.

"If you have something to do, go get busy. Lin Haven looked at Gaspey's car in the distance, turned back to Hearst and said.

"It's an NBC reporter and wanted to interview those two, but neither of them is a person who likes to be interviewed, so—" Hearst shrugged his shoulders, "I'm going to explain to her now that NBC is also a platform worth working with." ”

"Uh-huh. ”

......

"Unexpectedly," Tunnit flew from Europe to see this exhibition, and the result was obviously even more exaggerated than he imagined: "Unbelievable achievement, this is not only a breakthrough in classicism, but also the thinking and experimentation with light and space, which was born almost at the same time as oil painting, even in modern times, since Impressionism, all painters have been trying to do this." Only you did it, incredible. Now that I think about it, if I hadn't paid attention to you, I might have regretted it for the rest of my life. ”

"Haha. Chang Shuo smiled at this moment.

Tunnit squinted at his old friend: "Chang, what are you laughing at? Your disciple has surpassed you, are you sad?"

"Why? Since then, I am not only a painter, but also a teacher who is enough to leave a name in history, if you think about it, any article about his life will not miss me - his teacher, who led him into the hall of painting, in just a few years, he taught such outstanding students, tsk, maybe I am a great art educator, but it is a pity that I took the wrong path at the beginning. But luckily, Haven let me try my skills. ”

“......”

......

After all, Grace didn't get the opportunity to be interviewed, and there was no old artist who could be late to the age of 86, but fortunately, Hirst had promised her that she could give her some of the comments just now that Hearst and Gerhard had just said, so that although she couldn't sit down, she at least rubbed it and felt the shape.

After making an appointment with Hearst to meet for dinner in the evening, Grace returned to the door, ready for a short lunchtime news connection.

Coincidentally, Jaime waited until just before dinner to leave the exhibition hall, and met Grace again, where he was spotted at a glance.

"Hey, Jaime. ”

"Oh, hello. "It's not surprising that James can remember this reporter's name, that's what journalists do, isn't it?

"How about it, can you tell us how you felt after watching it?"

"It's a great exhibition, every piece of work is shocking, it's incomparably beautiful, especially Lin Haven's new work, it's amazing—"

"Very, very shocking," Jaime's companion was already very dissatisfied with not being interviewed at first, but now that it had come out, the reporter, who was very cold at first glance, actually ignored him, knowing that he was the one who had spoken to Gaspé just now, so he grabbed the conversation: "Really, very shocking." ”

Jaime knows his little friend very well, and there is still a little bit of pampering in his weak eyes.

Grace smiled knowingly, "Can you tell me more about it?"

"Of course, I think Haven Lin's new work is the most important, the most wonderful, the most incredible of all the works in this exhibition, including da Vinci. The companion repeated Gaspé's words in no uncertain terms.

He glanced at James apologetically.

I'm sorry, brother, I'll pretend to be respectful of this beep.

Jaime tugged at the corners of his mouth, what can I do, I can only forgive you, who made you bloom.

"Wow, such an amazing review, thank you. "Grace is ready for a substitution.

"No, you probably don't fully understand," said his companion, before Grace's photographer could shift the camera, very deliberately: "Gaspe Jones can't paint anything like this, and I bet he can't." ”

Anyway, it was Gaspé himself who said it.

"Oh oh, unbelievable achievement, isn't it? Thank you, thank you. ”

Although it was still a little meaningful, the deliberate action could not be repeated again and again, and Jaime's companion had to keep his mouth shut.

Grace changed people, looking a little more normal, a middle-aged man, who should be a scholar.

"Hello, could you please interview you? I wonder how you feel about this exhibition?"

"The works of the masters are as wonderful as ever," the middle-aged man exhaled softly: "However, I think Lin Haven's work may be a miracle, yes, there is a miracle being exhibited today." ”