"I'm sorry, can I ask the name of your friend?"

"His name was Van Gogh and he was a Dutchman. ”

"I have to say, it's a pity......"

Chen Xiao just nodded, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

It's just that when everyone looked at the words of "Starry Sky" again, they felt that there seemed to be something special in it.

Frank looked at Chen Xiao strangely, and his understanding of Chen Xiao had been completely overturned at this time.

Where is this a musician, this is an authentic painter!

Martin: "Which Foundation are you from?"

Chen Xiao knew that it seems that the activities here should be jointly organized by this Martin and several foundations, and the painters here should all belong to the foundation.

It is impossible to lie at this time, Chen Xiao can only tell the truth.

"Mr. Martin, I'm sorry, in fact, I ran in by mistake, I thought there was some activity here, so I found a place to sit down, and by the time I reacted, the door was closed, and I couldn't find the person in charge......"

Martin felt as if he was listening to a story, not that he didn't believe Chen Xiao, but that he felt a little bizarre.

An audience member accidentally mixed in, and then made such a magical oil painting on the spot, is there such a coincidence in the world?

I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to write like that in novels.

He still took out the list on the spot, compared them one by one, and sure enough, he didn't find Chen Xiao's name.

"That...... Mr. Martin, Chen was brought by me to see the exhibition, but he just didn't look at it carefully, and ran in by mistake, if I want to talk about responsibility, I also have a part. Frank immediately explained to Chen Xiao.

Roland looked at his painter, but he didn't expect to know this painter who suddenly appeared.

Her mind suddenly came alive, a person's position determined his angle of looking at the problem, and at this time, when everyone's attention was still on the painting "Starry Sky", he looked at Chen Xiao, the author.

The strength of a painter who can paint such a painting is undoubted, even if she has not heard of his other works before, under her personal inspection, it is not something that needs to be cared about.

She asked, "So, you haven't signed up to the Foundation yet?"

Chen Xiao shook his head: "No." ”

Before Chen Xiao could react to the significance of this question, the other heads of the foundation did.

A man with a goatee asked, "So this gentleman, would you like to join our Foundation? Our Foundation will focus on packaging your painting, and will definitely make it reflect its due value!"

Otherwise, even the best paintings will be difficult to sell for a high price. ”

Roland didn't expect that what she was going to say was completely preempted, but she still waited for the other party to finish all the words, and then added:

"You're friends with Frank, and Frank is in our studio, and I promise that if you join my Foundation, I'll be able to give you whatever other foundations can give you!

In a word, very domineering.

I also have what others have, and I can have what others don't have.

Chen Xiao was a little confused, followed Roland's words and looked at Frank, and found that Frank was also looking at him with an innocent face.

A musician you picked up on the road is about to become your colleague?

Musician?painter?

It's not clear what to tell the difference.

Moreover, only I know the difficulties of joining the foundation, and I don't know how much hardship I have endured during this period, but is it so easy to come to Chen Xiao?

He felt a strong imbalance, but he thought of the painting "Starry Night" and felt that it was completely worth it.

"But I'm not a painter?" Chen Xiao was a little confused.

"What? You're not a painter, didn't you paint this 'Starry Sky'?"

"I paint, but painting is not my main profession, I have other things to do, I can't be a professional painter. ”

Roland couldn't believe her ears, she invited Chen Xiao to join her foundation and was rejected, after all, the person who can paint such a picture may no longer need the foundation to come over and share the money.

But she couldn't believe Chen Xiao's reason for rejecting her.

Painting is just a side hustle?

If you can paint so well on your side job, how can you call this hall full of painters alive?

However, she didn't realize that Chen Xiao said that painting was not his main business, and he did not say that it was his side business.

In Chen Xiao's mind, painting may not even be a side hustle.

She asked with some surprise, "What is your main occupation?"

Chen Xiao thought for a while: "Actually, I'm an animator. ”

Musicians? He doesn't think he's a good one.

Director? He doesn't have the strength.

The only thing that can be called powerful is that I have studied animation for a few years.

"Animation?!"

Not only Roland, but the others also looked like they couldn't believe it.

Although animation and painting both have the word 'painting', it's completely a matter of two circles.,People who do animation don't have to doubt that they can draw.,And the painting is pretty good.。

But this is not in line with the painter, and the central idea is completely different.

Before Chen Xiao could speak, others made up for Chen Xiao's position - original artist.

But you are willing to give up the Foundation's solicitation for the sake of such a position as an original artist, are you sick?

Even if you do a good job, no matter how good you are, can you have a painter to make money?

Whether it's art or money, no matter how you look at it, doing animation doesn't have a bright future as a painter.

"I think you can give up your previous main business, sometimes a person can't succeed no matter how hard he tries, this is because he is working in the opposite direction, I believe you are more suitable to be a painter, this is the most suitable path for you.

What I said before still counts, you can think again. ”

Chen Xiao shook his head firmly: "Maybe I can still paint, but I won't be a full-time painter, this is not the life I want."

At this point, my friend and I had diametrically opposite choices. ”

Rejected again!

The painters around me watched this scene as if in a dream.

The Foundation offered to invite an unknown person to join for a painting, but was unexpectedly denied, and then made a second invitation, which was again denied.

Is this still the Foundation in their eyes?

Why did you bow your head?

And again, it was rejected!