“……”

Wang Peng was stunned and honestly went back to answer the phone.

This is not a method he can use, unless he really intends to dedicate himself to art, and he doesn't care about anything else, otherwise he will offend these buyers, media, and institutions, isn't it funny? After all, Lin Haven exports everything for domestic sales, and his response at the time, coupled with the fact that he offended the domestic art world, actually belongs to the potential blacklist in China - but this duration is very short, from his "Gaia" After the auction of millions of yuan in Paris, the fragrance of interests left the scum of everyone's festival impact.

But Wang Peng really can't do this.

He still eats domestic food, so he insists on not eating it, waiting for the international repercussions to come, and then letting all domestic parties kneel and lick it, which is also a crime.

After all, it's not Lin Haven, Chang Shuo thought.

"Then you still have to find them a domestic gallery or a brokerage company, after all, it's not the same as us. Chang Shuo was also heartbroken, what Lin Haven saved was now spent on Lin Haven's disciples: "The 1916 gallery is still good, I see that Du Zhisheng is also very optimistic about them." ”

"Tsk," Lin Haiwen frowned and thought for a while: "Wang Peng, you can come over too." ”

"Oh. ”

Wang Peng walked over and sat down, the phone rang again, and he quickly got up to answer it.

"Wait, the sky won't fall, call me. ”

"Huh?" Wang Peng pinched the phone that kept ringing, a little hesitant: "You won't scold them, right?"

"Why am I scolding them?" Lin Haven glared at him.

Wang Peng can't help it, look at Chang Shuo, Chang Shuo also thinks it's not a problem to answer the phone so wildly, after all, Wang Peng hasn't reached the time when he can lie down, if his mentality is broken, I'm afraid it will be over. So he didn't stop Lin Haven, Lin Haven is quite cheap, but he still knows it in his heart.

"Hello, who?"

"Are you Mr. Wang Peng? Hello, we are South China Metropolis, and we would like to give you a telephone interview to discuss the current art market, as well as some repercussions of source classicism at home and abroad, and hope to introduce our readers to this emerging genre that has attracted the attention of the world. "It's a pretty young girl's voice over there.

"Oh, ho, ho, "South China Metropolis"?" Lin Haiwen was happy: "I'm not Wang Peng." ”

"Isn't this Mr. Wang Peng's phone number?"

"It's Wang Peng's call. ”

"Then can you please let Mr. Wang Peng take it? We are still a relatively important media, and it will also be of some help to Mr. Wang Peng to further become known to the public. ”

Lin Haven smiled: "I'm Lin Haven!"

"Oh, Mr. Narin, please—ah!!!"

Smack.

Hung up!

Lin Haven himself was stunned, he looked at Chang Shuo, looked at Wang Peng: "What does this mean?

Chang Shuo, who was sitting far away from the scream on the opposite side just now, heard it clearly, and he could almost describe the frightened face of the little girl opposite: "I can stop the child's night cry." ”

"It's not useful at all! I want them to give me a message. Lin Haven pursed his lips and was very angry: "Actually, I am very kind." ”

“……”

Lin Haiwen turned off the phone for Wang Peng, then took out his mobile phone and posted a Weibo: "Don't call Wang Peng again, contact the Dunhuang Dong Office if you have anything, it's annoying, it's like this, he can't finish painting until you are reincarnated." ”

Really kind......

Wang Peng took back his mobile phone and breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, the sky fell and a teacher was holding on to it.

"There is no momentum of our Valley of the Wicked, Bai has given you such a good name," Lin Haven also taught them: "Wicked people, do whatever you want, what do you want, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that you will not have anything to eat? Really, you don't have a temper, and you don't look like my students." ”

"I don't see where you resemble my student anymore. Chang Shuo felt that he couldn't let Lin Haven lead his own students.

"I'm so talented, so accomplished, isn't it like you?"

"......" Chang Shuo was speechless: "Let's talk about the gallery, still." ”

"Hey, hey. Lin Haven was triumphant: "Look, Teacher Chang doesn't deny it." You also have to learn the thickness of the epidermis of our master and apprentice. ”

Smack, a cushion smashed over.

"Well, the 1916 gallery is indeed very capable of manipulating painters, but it seems to me that this gallery is becoming more and more impetuous. Du Zhisheng is a businessman, not an artist, the Jifu of the Bloe Gallery is still from an art background, there are still differences in this, I think Wang Peng and them, the road is still long, and it is still far away, and now they will throw it to 1916, and when the time comes, I may not know whether they have found a helper, or found a cage, and the gains outweigh the losses.

They are similar to me, and they don't need to sell a lot of paintings to make a living for the time being, but they still have the opportunity to focus on improving themselves. That's what I think about it, and you can say what you think about it. Rest assured, at this point, I am really kind, after all, your path, whether it is art or life, all I can give you is advice and help, how to go appropriately, only you know. ”

Chang Shuo nodded, why are Lin Haiwen's paintings rare, one is that he is too young, and he has not had time to paint so much, and the total amount is small, and the second is because he did not sell many works in the early days, there is no shortage of food and drink, and he is a rich man himself, when the technique is not successful, he does not and is unwilling to sell many works, which causes the market price of Lin Haven to roll up, to put it mildly, Lin Haiwen's words are less than many great masters who have died.

Wang Peng, with the current model, can be completely satisfied, that is, Rui Mingyue, who is relatively cheaper, has about 100,000 yuan for a work now, she is still studying, she doesn't need to rent a studio, and even the consumables are Lin Haiwen's bag, she sells a few paintings a year, and she is also a little rich woman with an annual income of more than one million, so she doesn't need to worry about money at all. Regardless of Wang Peng, now a painting has reached millions of dollars, and there is no shortage of money.

"What Haven said makes sense, what do you think?"

Wang Peng glanced at Lin Haven: "If I sign the gallery, you, teacher—"

"I'll kick you out of the wall and ban you!"

"......" The corners of Wang Peng's mouth twitched, and he knew that what Lin Haiwen said about suggestions and help, they were all kind words: "Sure enough, I tried it out, you have made a decision at all, and you still ask us." ”

Lin Haiwen blinked: "What about trying me? Okay, if you really decide to sign a gallery, I can only respect your decision, we are still a good pair of masters and apprentices who love each other." ”

“……”

Wicked +10 from the capital Wang Peng.

Wicked +20 from Tiannan Tang City.

Villain +20 from Tiannan Tower.

……

Wicked +30 from the capital Changshuo.

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