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"Tsk, that's Chinese efficiency. Di Wei sighed.

"This kind of efficiency is also in China, and it must be praised, and you will never see such a situation in Taiwan!" Li Chen agreed.

"How do you speak? You don't seem to be Chinese. Yang Meng glared at Li Chen.

"This is simply a Godolphin's horse farm in China. From my professional point of view, the designer definitely borrowed from Godolphin's architectural scheme. It was Pan Peiyu who spoke.

"But we owe 30 million now. Yang Meng said with a sad face. "What is this of theirs? Inexplicably they have become tens of millions of losers! If I go home and tell my dad that I owe tens of millions, he can eat me. ”

"Be content, 30 million will be evenly shared, each person owes a few million, and the money you win from playing rugby can put the account on the top, brother, we have taken advantage of the country this time, I feel a lot of pressure." Cai Fatzi looked sad, "If we mess up, we will be miserable." ”

Yang Meng asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

Cai Junwei pointed to a house in the distance: "Do you see that SPA room? The SPA machine in it costs more than 2 million." The construction cost of our horse farm adds up, counting so much labor, at least hundreds of millions. ”

Xiao Peng scratched his head: "It's not easy to take advantage of the country's advantages, and now I'm under a lot of pressure! I'm a little nervous now." The special Wahab is so beautifully handmade. It's just a joke, but now it's a good thing, it's become a national event。。。。。。 ”

"Brother Peng, whether our racecourse is a blockbuster or notorious depends on you. Huang He came to a conclusion.

On the edge of the platform at the entrance of Xiao Peng's cabin, a group of old men squatted in a row in green military coats, looking at the horse farm in full swing under construction. How do you look at it, how can they be a group of migrant workers, saying that they are all the second generation of small and rich people?

This military coat was bought by Yang Meng, and Xiao Peng had one by one, and he wore this most windy in the racecourse in winter. At first, the rest of the people paid attention to the image, and they didn't bother to wear military coats, but now? What kind of image is it? A dog squatting at the door with a military coat and eating melon seeds.

After Du Yulin and Xiao Peng discussed the cooperation, they left directly. Early the next morning, several construction teams were stationed at the racecourse at the same time to start construction: some were in charge of the office building of the racecourse, some were in charge of the English stable, some were in charge of the construction of the track, some were in charge of greening, two large indoor training ranges, and there were special horse SPA rooms and shallow water jogging rooms. This is to be built, and the original horse farm is only a small pony nest。。。。。。

"Are we going to follow Wahab to the naked?" asked Huang He.

"Count, it must be counted!" Yang Meng got up and stretched: "Don't squat here, I said what are you all doing here? Anyway, there is nothing to do during this time, what should you do." ”

"The question is, what can I do now?" Xiao Peng lit a cigarette: "On such a cold day, there is no comfort at home." ”

Di Wei looked at Xiao Peng with a disgusted expression: "Brother Peng, don't be so homely, okay? I found that after mixing with you, my life has lost a lot of fun, how long has it been since I went to sketch? How long has it been since I picked up my own paintbrush? The dust in my studio can be three feet thick, right?"

Xiao Peng also gave Di Wei a middle finger: "Don't insult the word sketching, okay?Have you ever painted a painting of clothes?" However, every time he can paint the "Mona Lisa" as "The Scream", after the painting is finished, he still calls it "Abstract Expressionism"。。。。。。

"That's called art!" Di Wei snorted coldly: "I have decided, let's go to group activities at night, we can't be out of touch with society." ”

"Where are you going?" asked Yang Meng curiously. "Isn't it going to Boss Liu's club again? I don't want to go again, I'm not a person in a circle, so I can't pee in a pot. "The last time I went to the cigar bar in Boss Liu's clubhouse, the result was unhappy.

"Haha, there's a fun one today, there's an art salon at night, over there in the Lin family's courtyard, Brother Peng, let's go and have a look together at night?" Di Wei smiled slyly.

"Art salon?" Xiao Peng was stunned for a moment. "So tall?"

In Xiao Peng's impression, the so-called art salon is a variety of art programs organized by those artists spontaneously, and the salon site combines architectural design and public installations, which looks extremely elegant, and a group of artists drink red wine and exchange artistic experiences with each other to make progress together.

Di Wei coughed dryly: "Ahem, that, Brother Peng, you seem to have misunderstood, today is a performance art salon." ”

Xiao Peng patted Di Wei without hesitation: "I'll go at night, how can I not participate in such a bustle! Damn, performance art salon? This is not lively? It turned out that at most I watched a few people commit two, but now I can see a group of people committing two!"

Di Wei glared at Xiao Peng: "Brother Peng, I'm not satisfied with this, you don't have an artistic vision! This performance art is a modern art form that has emerged since the fifties and sixties of the twentieth century! An art form in which artists express reality itself as a medium of artistic creation! In those days, John Lennon, the lead singer of the Beatles, and Yoko Ono had performance art works. The two of them lay naked in bed for two weeks, telling everyone 'in bed in bed' to protest their dissatisfaction with the war. ”

Yang Meng took over the conversation: "Rub, give me a beautiful girl, Lao Tzu can lie in bed for a year, is that Yoko Ono good-looking?"

"The type that Westerners like, you think!" Xiao Peng said.

"Oh, that's ugly. Yang Meng gave the answer.

Xiao Peng shrugged: "Di Wei, you can call me dirty, you can say that I am outdated, but there are two art forms that I will never accept, one of them is performance art! Isn't this? Tie yourself up there and water it for two hours and you're a scarecrow? The only reasonable explanation is that your brain is in water! What else is there to put a group of men and women in a cage with their arms stretched out and legs in a cage with all kinds of animals painted on themselves. It is claimed to be to rescue animals. Ya is grandstanding in the city, you really ran into the wild and saw a wolf running there, don't you want to put it in a cage, I have your surname!"

Di Wei pouted: "Just like the "Book of Fu Lei's Family" said: whatever is conducive to art is often not conducive to life, because the artist's feet are on the ground, but his mind is in the sky, and this posture is certainly not suitable for life. From this point of view, artists are more like bargaining chips in a bet between God and the devil, and the 'Faustian problem' proposed by the great Goethe is most typical of the artists: they all yearn for the life of the soul but face the temptations of the world, the conflict between the spirit and the body, the contradiction between natural desires and ethics, individuality and social responsibility, etc., are all reflected in them. ”

Xiao Peng shrugged: "You seem to be an artist." Are these all your usual pickling lines?"

Di Wei's old face flushed, and he really made Xiao Peng say it right, and decisively changed the topic: "Then what is your other art form that you can't accept?"

"Abstract paintings. What is painting for? In the final analysis, it is for one word, beauty. And those so-called abstract paintings, where can you see a beautiful word? Painting a few large color blocks and saying that you can see from these colors what hope for world peace, despair for human development, and care for the natural environment are not fucking nonsense? Flicker, pure flicker!" Xiao Peng said indignantly.

Di Wei protested: "Brother Peng, I don't want to listen to what you say, it's all art! ”

Xiao Peng laughed: "I don't know anything else, I just know that this abstract painting school was stirred up by those auction houses in the United States, and it used the same method to hype up Chinese cultural relics." Do you think, then the United States has no history of its own, and it doesn't have its own culture, so don't you make some gimmicks for yourself?"

Di Wei waved his hand: "Okay, Brother Peng, how can you say it is reasonable, this kind of dispute has been going on for decades, and there is no conclusion until now, and the two of us can't quarrel for a reason, I'll just ask, will you go at night?"

"Go, why don't you go?" Xiao Peng asked the rest.

"It's okay, let's go and play together at night, and I've been holding back internal injuries here during this time. Pan Peiyu shouted.

Cai Junwei thought for a while: "I won't go, I don't want to run around in the cold." ”

Huang He also said: "I won't go either." Zhu Jun and Hunter Allen, I want to take a look, it's cold these days, and a few horses have to be watched. ”

"Okay, let's go play at night. Xiao Peng took off his military coat: "Change your clothes, how many of us will go there in military coats?" Then we will also become performance art artists!"

", what kind of performance art is this? A group of people are wearing military coats? What do you want to express?" Yang Meng also took off his military coat and prepared to go back to his cabin to change clothes.

Xiao Peng laughed: "I want to express a lot, I hope people will be more concerned about the treatment of migrant workers, I hope people will refuse to be invaded by the trend, I hope that people will pay attention to the greenhouse effect, and the silent protest against the flood of luxury goods, etc., etc., let's just say that, what kind of special performance art, isn't it just fooling? Lao Tzu can talk nonsense to them doubting life, do you believe it? You really dare to wear a military coat to go to that Lin family's courtyard, tomorrow there will be more legends of me in your art circle!"

Di Wei raised his hand and surrendered: "Brother Peng, you are really my brother, I am wrong, can't I? Let's go there to be a bubble girl, drink wine, why am I worried now, you are not going to smash the field, right? Brother Peng, you must not say that when you go there, artists are all burning, no matter whether they have the ability or not, their tempers are all awesome!"

"I'm the parent of a habitual bear child, dare to call me to kill them!" Yang Meng took his military coat back to his side to change clothes, listening to Di Wei's words, his voice came from afar.

Xiao Peng smiled: "You also claim to be an artist, don't you? Why don't you see how hot your temper is?"

Di Wei didn't answer yet, but Cai Junwei laughed. Everyone looked at Cai Junwei together: "What are you smirking at? Do you know that people are scary and scared to death?"

Cai Junwei patted Di Wei on the shoulder: "I have a hunch that from today onwards, I am afraid that you will no longer claim to be in the art circle." ”

Di Wei looked at Yang Meng's back, and then looked at Xiao Peng: ", why do I feel scared when you say that?" Brothers, how about this, let's go play in another place, right?"

Xiao Peng walked back to the wooden house directly: "Don't mind, it's finally a little new, let's go to that art salon at night to have a look." This is really the first time Grandma Liu has entered the Grand View Garden ------!"

Di Wei covered his head and muttered, "How do I feel that this is the last time。。。。。。?" ”