Bai Ye didn't know that the little Jiujiu in Jiang Yuan's heart didn't know that the other party had already calculated it, and he was used as the biggest gimmick to publicize.

To tell the truth, this mural has also taken a lot of his energy from the beginning to the completion now, and now that it is completed, he is relieved, and he has no heart to deal with Jiang Yuan and others.

So after chatting a few words, he hurriedly said goodbye, and returned to Zhonghaiwen Village under the pick-up and drop-off of Cao Xiang. As soon as he got home, he slept for a day and a night before he recovered.

At noon, he finally woke up and walked to the living room.

Cao Xiang was brewing coffee, and a special strong smell evaporated in the air.

"Awake?"

Cao Xiang raised his eyes and teased: "Don't sleep for two more days?"

Click!

Shiraba twisted his neck and waist, and the bones of his whole body rattled. People, sleeping too much is also counterproductive and uncomfortable.

He sat on the sofa and took a sip of the coffee handed by Cao Xiang, the bitter taste made him frown and made him a little more sober.

At the same time, Cao Xiang said: "Congratulations." ”

"What?"

Bai Ye was stunned, and his mindless words made him unclear about the situation.

For no reason, what joy did he have?

"You've improved your ranking a lot. Cao Xiang explained.

"What ranking......" Bai Ye was stunned, and then reacted, his eyes must be "You mean artist magazine?"

"Yes. ”

Cao Xiang nodded and said: "The latest issue, compared to the previous ranking, a hundred miles away, you are now advancing by leaps and bounds, and you have squeezed into the top seventy for the first time!"

Bai Ye didn't have a surprised expression, but felt a little strange: "Why?"

You must know that since that magazine has made a list, it has basically changed the list every quarter. Although it is not known, what the criteria for their judgment are. Anyway, when the list is changed, someone's ranking goes down, and naturally someone's ranking goes up.

There are also people in the industry who discuss and ponder the rules. It's just that due to the relatively short time, I haven't fully figured it out yet. Probably figured out a few possible criteria.

It is nothing more than the level of painting skills, influence, and industry contributions.

Or maybe it's a combination of things......

Anyway, the ranking of white leaves has not risen or fallen for a year, and it is very stable.

Now it suddenly broke out, and he was baffled.

"The list is published quarterly, and in the past three months, you have only done two things, one is the promotion of purple clay pots, and the second is the murals. ”

Cao Xiang calmly analyzed: "So I'm not sure what it is that made you get appreciated from above and added so many points to you." Of course, it is also possible that two things add points together to have the current ranking. ”

"Ugh. ”

Bai Ye scratched his hair and continued to drink coffee, not caring at all.

It's not the number one, what's so exciting.

Cao Xiang didn't know that Bai Ye had such a big "ambition", and continued: "By the way, many media reporters have contacted you recently, probably to get you an interview or something, I pressed it down before, you are free now, do you want to meet it?"

"Not available. ”

Unsurprisingly, Shiraba refused.

Two years ago, when there was such an opportunity, he would definitely have immediately agreed. But now, he doesn't need that to add to the exposure.

Cao Xiang did not persuade either, and mentioned something new: "There is a party tomorrow......

"Don't go. ”

Shiraba continued to refuse.

"Listen to what I'm saying. ”

Cao Xiang said lightly: "The party was organized by Professor Yu, and the people who participated in the party, in addition to his protégés, also included local painters from Zhonghai. ”

"National painter. ”

Cao Xiang emphasized, and there was also a little sigh in his eyes.

In the past two years, no matter how high Bai Ye's achievements in sculpture, architecture, and even oil painting are, Yu Hao has never invited him to a similar party.

But today, an invitation came.

This is the opportunity, the most important opportunity. If it is said that in the past, Yu Hao's help, support, and importance to Bai Ye were Li Dongxing's request on the one hand, and on the other hand, it was also the relationship between the Zhonghai Academy of Fine Arts, plus Bai Ye himself was also angry, and he had the talent and strength to turn over.

But how to say it, these help and importance are just a gesture for Yu Hao. Strictly speaking, Yu Hao's attitude towards Bai Ye is nothing more than appreciation.

Zhonghai Academy of Fine Arts has many talents, and there are more people who appreciate Yu Hao, and the weight of Bai Ye in the other party's mind is definitely not heavy.

It's just a simple appreciation, and there is no meaning to carry it.

However, the party that Yu Hao is now inviting Bai Ye to attend is a good start. The purpose is very clear, that is, he wants to introduce Bai Ye to his protégé, which is a treatment that Yu Chi's own son does not have.

It's not that Yu Hao is harsh and looks down on his son. The main reason is that Yu Chi's talent in art has not been recognized by Yu Artemisia. In addition, Yu Chi himself gave up before, and the pursuit and exploration on the road of art was useless.

After all, Yu Hao's circle of friends does not have enough ability, even if it is his own son, he may not be able to integrate into it.

"Okay......"

Bai Ye nodded: "I'll go!"

The Chinese painters gathered, and he also wanted to see it.

The meeting place is in a private estate on the outskirts of Zhonghai. The wide garden is lush with greenery and a man-made lake, making the scenery very quiet.

When Bai Ye came to the lake, he happened to see a group of people boating on the lake, and there was a faint sound of singing and laughter. In the pavilion by the lake, several old people with white hair, silver beards, and long eyebrows, with different appearances and unique bearings, sat peacefully during the period, raising their glasses and drinking.

It's not drinking, it's drinking tea.

Bai Ye approached, and naturally saw Yu Hao's figure, he was a little faster, and before the person arrived, he called respectfully: "Professor Yu, I'm here." ”

When the sound was gone, he stood outside the gazebo, greeted by a pair of eyes. Among these eyes, there is curiosity, scrutiny, appreciation, and inquiry......

"Bai Ye, come here. ”

Yu Hao beckoned, and by the way, introduced him to a few elders in the pavilion.

Bai Ye saluted one by one, he had basically heard of the names of these people, but he had never seen a real person. There are even one or two names that are still hanging on the lesson plan.

People gather by like, and things by groups.

Yu Artemisia's friend, how can he be a simple character.

Of course, on the other hand, Bai Ye is not a nobody now. At the very least, these elders seem to know the details of the white leaves.

So after the introduction, one of the old men immediately smiled and said, "Bai Ye, what you owe me, when are you going to pay it back." ”

"Huh?

Bai Ye was stunned, with a confused expression. He was sure that it was the first time he had seen this old man, and what could he owe the other party?

Or is this the debt of the predecessor, isn't it?

The others reacted similarly, looking at the old man, a little confused.

The old man smiled and complained: "My purple clay pot has been placed for a month, but the money has been given but not sent to me, I suspect that you are cheating money......"