The reporter was very happy, and his heart was full of joy, and he couldn't wait for the young man to say a few more words. Then he asked, "So you don't think there's anything commendable about this painting, right?"

"That's right. ”

The young man said categorically: "Not only that, but I even suspect that this is ghostwriting." ”

"Huh?"

The reporter was stunned.

Essays, novels, etc., it's not strange to have ghostwriting.

Can even oil painting art be ghostwritten?

As if seeing the reporter's doubts, the young man suddenly sneered: "Don't think that oil painting can't be ghostwritten." You have to know that the former white leaves, his oil paintings...... It's messy, it's not the same. Anyway, it's too different from the current painting. I don't believe that in just a year or two, he can correct his bad habits and completely change his style. ”

"So I have reason to suspect that he is joining forces with others to hype. ”

The young man swore that "this is a fraud, I hope everyone will keep their eyes open and don't be fooled." ”

"Just suspicion?"

The reporter blinked and asked in a low voice, "Is there any evidence?"

If there is no evidence, it is just smearing and slandering. He is a serious journalist, but he is not some unscrupulous tabloid self-media, and he can make up as much as he wants.

Regular print media, if you report indiscriminately, be careful of the lawyer's letter warning.

"Evidence...... Of course. ”

The young man rolled his eyes and said loudly: "I'm investigating, you wait...... It won't be long before I get the physical evidence to expose his true colors. ”

"That is, no?"

The reporter pouted in his heart, and he didn't dwell on the matter, and directly changed the topic: "By the way, I haven't asked Mr. ...... you What kind of occupation and where do you work?"

"Me?"

The young man blinked and said righteously: "I'm just an ordinary passerby, but I can't get used to seeing some people swaggering and deceiving under the guise of celebrity painters." ”

"Understood. ”

The reporter nodded again and again, sneering in his heart.

When he is a fool, he is a senior reporter, how can he not know, real passers-by don't bother to care about who Bai Ye is, let alone Bai Ye's works, what style changes and so on.

Only those who are interested will understand it so clearly and thoroughly.

The young man pretended to be stupid, and the reporter didn't explore, but continued to interview with a smile: "Then in your opinion, the author of this painting is purely fame-seeking, and the painting itself is also marketing hype, which is ...... on the level of art."

Before he could finish speaking, the young man interrupted: "Even people with paintings, there is no artistry at all. I'll leave it here, Bai Ye is a liar, he doesn't know how to draw at all. This painting is also very watery, and the brushwork is rough and very simple, and it is several times better to go to the Academy of Fine Arts and find an art student to paint. ”

"Which art student is so powerful, introduce it to me. ”

Caught off guard, a voice came: "Maybe when, I can ask him to ghostwrite." ”

Brush......

A few people subconsciously looked over, only to see that at this time, Bai Ye walked into the exhibition hall surrounded by a group of people.

At this moment, these people realized that they had stayed in the hall for a long time, and no one outside had come in to visit, which was obviously a problem. Now that they saw Bai Ye and his party walking in, coupled with the fact that a cordon had been set up outside, they could understand what was going on.

…… It's miserable.

said bad things about people behind his back, and was caught red-handed.

How embarrassing.

Anyway, the young man, blushing is a little embarrassed. But soon, he held on and mocked: "Listen, this is the evidence, he himself said that he wanted to find a ghostwriter." ”

“……”

Hearing this, a group of people next to him, including reporters, looked sideways.

Well, they all cast contemptuous eyes on young people.

Come on.

Everyone is not stupid, the IQ is online, and you can tell that Bai Ye is joking.

"Yes, ghostwriting, draw a few more, I'll give them away. ”

Bai Ye didn't mind, but smiled: "After all, recently, many people have come to the door to ask for paintings, which makes me very annoyed. I don't want to repeat myself endlessly, so it's a good idea to get a ghostwriter to help. ”

"Painter Bai is right. Someone next to him chimed in: "So we are also very grateful to the white painter for his authorization, which is really helpful to us." ”

"Authorized ......"

The reporter's eyes lit up, he keenly captured the important information, and regardless of the young people, he immediately raised the microphone, turned his head to interview: "Hello everyone, I am a reporter of the XX newspaper, may I ask what you just said about authorization, what do you mean? In addition, what are you doing today in conjunction with the white studio?"

Journalists have an eye and a keen sense of smell.

He directly ignored Bai Ye and handed the microphone to a few people next to him.

In this regard, Bai Ye smiled and said nothing. A group of people around him laughed, and a middle-aged man at the head of them also showed his identity: "Hello reporter, I am from the Kunxian County Cultural Bureau." It's going to be announced anyway, so it doesn't hurt to say it in advance. ”

"After a few days of friendly consultations, our county has reached a consensus with Bai Painter. He decided to give this oil painting of Shuangqiao to Shen Zhuang for free. ”

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "For this, we are very grateful to Bai Painter for his support to the cultural and tourism undertakings of Kunxian County......

"What?"

The reporter was stunned, and then he was excited again, this is first-hand information. He hurriedly turned the microphone and began to ask Bai Ye: "Painter Bai, I don't know what prompted you to make such a decision?"

"Because...... Friendship. ”

Bai Ye adjusted his state and said emotionally: "When I set foot in Shenzhuang for the first time, I fell in love with this town, and now I have the opportunity to contribute to it, and it is my duty to do so." ”

"Uh-huh. ”

A group of people next to him nodded, very satisfied with Bai Ye's answer.

yes, who doesn't love such a beautiful town?

Of course, the most important thing is that around this painting, it is possible to make a big article. For example, stamps, postcards, cards, decorative paintings, fridge magnets, etc. A series of commercial developments should also be divided into white leaves.

The specific distribution ratio, the share of white leaves is definitely not large. But you must know that this is not a one-shot deal, but a trickle of water and a steady stream of income. Maybe a dozen years later, or a few decades later, there will still be income.

All in all, it's a win-win for everyone.

"Gestures!"

Discordant voices also came.

Everyone frowned and looked, only to see the young man, who deliberately muttered: "I just knew that this painting was worthless, so I decided to give it away, wishful thinking played loudly." ”

The muttering is not small, at least everyone hears it.

Oh......

While the group of people frowned, they couldn't help but look at Bai Ye. This young man, what kind of deep hatred does he have with Bai Ye, and he has repeatedly provoked him in person.

If there is no old grudge, and you have repeatedly lost face, this is the rhythm of settling a mortal enemy.

The question is......

Bai Ye's eyes were confused, "Who is that, who are you?, have I offended you before, I don't have an impression." ”

It's too ruthless, it's a slap in the face.

The others were shocked, and suddenly felt that the young man was so pitiful.

It's humiliating.

Should be......

Anyway, the young man was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said: "Bai Ye, it doesn't matter who I am, the key is that you, a deceitful and famous person, have the qualifications to bear the glory of oil painting reformers?"

"Oh. ”

Bai Ye suddenly said: "You are jealous, no wonder...... Hey, I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it. But you don't have to worry because it won't be long...... You'll get used to it. ”

While speaking, Bai Ye smiled and walked away.

The others were startled and stunned, with different expressions, but quickly followed.

Only the young man was left, his face turned blue, and he scolded word by word: "...... The villain has a will!"

After all, ignoring it is the most serious humiliation.