Several people came in the morning, the first three people were all for Fang Yi to cover the small workshop, and the work was quite reliable in Fang Yi's opinion, the first three people became the first batch of workers in the small workshop, and Fang Yi decided on the recruitment of the small workshop after chatting with each person.

Next, almost three-fifths of the people in the village ran over and asked. I've hired someone, thank you! This sentence hung on Fang Yi's lips for an afternoon.

"Who is this?" Fang Yi put down the bowl in his hand and stood up from the edge of the dining table, Fang Yi guessed that he had come to ask about the recruitment of workers in his small workshop, if Rude and the others would have called their names at the top of their voices.

"What's the matter with you?" Fang Yi opened the door and saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, standing at his door, looking at him with a little immaturity on his face. Obviously, Fang Yi had never seen this child in the village before, and he didn't know where Lu Dao came from.

"Sir! I want to work in your workshop! The kid looked at Fang Yi and said with a wink: "I don't want to be paid, and I work very hard, as long as I have three meals!" ”。

Fang Yi immediately shook his head when he heard this and said, "My little work has already recruited people, and how old are you?" ”。 In the past, many capitalists liked to use it as a contract worker who didn't need money, but now in this era, you say that you want to recruit a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child who doesn't need money to give you a job? That's the same as asking for trouble, French law is not vegetarian! If you don't talk about the law, the pressure of public opinion is enough for you to drink a pot.

"Let's go back! Go to school with a good time! Knowledge changes lives! Fang Yi said to the kid, and then wanted to close the door of his house.

The boy lightly pressed his hand against the door. said to Fang Yi: "Sir! I want to learn how to draw from you! ”。

"What?" Fang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "There are many art academies in Paris, and who is taking apprentices now." It's too old-fashioned! If you want to learn painting, go to an honest study and go to the art academy! What do you learn with us? And we don't have the time to teach you! Even if we have time, we don't know what Lu Dao will teach you, so let's go to school honestly."

The young man looked at Fang Yi with his eyes open and continued, "I know that Mr. Dao Bianchi, Mr. Van der Marset, Mr. Kanu, and Mr. Flo have not gone to school! I don't know much about you, I don't think it's important to go to school, right? After saying this, he blinked his eyes and looked at Fang Yi like a little stray dog.

Fang Yi listened to the young man's words, and opened his mouth to ask, "What is your name and where do you live?" How do you know what is ours? ”。

"I live in the small town next door, my name is Dean? Lintger! I've heard from people in this town that your work can sell for more than $200,000. It must be a great artist, I want to learn from you, and my work can sell for more than 200,000 dollars in the future! The young man looked at Fang Yi and said.

After thinking for a while, Fang Yi opened his mouth and asked, "To what extent have you drawn?" Can you draw portraits? ”。

Listen to Fang Yi's question. The boy scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I'm not very good at drawing." Didn't learn either! ”。

You can do it! Fang Yi looked at the young man a little stunned! I haven't learned anything, that is, I heard that one work of the five of me was sold for 200,000 yuan, this kid is really naïve! I didn't learn anything, so I dared to knock on my door and say that I would learn painting with the five of you!

"Although the style of the five of us is similar, but the means of expression are a little different, who are you going to learn from?" Fang Yi asked casually.

The young man didn't think about it, and immediately looked at Fang Yi and said, "I want to learn from Mr. Van der Marset!" Because I think he's cool! ”。

Depend on! Fang Yi was dumbfounded again, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in front of him wanted to learn from Rude, Rude's studio to put it bluntly, when there were models coming, it was like a skin and meat field, and Fang Yi and Khima didn't want to go in when they had nothing to do. But in the mouth of this kid, it became cool? And where are thirteen or fourteen-year-olds staying? You can imagine what it will be like in the future, maybe even crazier than Ruud!

But! Since I want to learn from Ruud. Then what are you doing with our door?

"If you want to be a student of Monsieur van der Marset, you should ask him! I can't replace him in this decision! Fang Yi looked at the young man and said, after speaking, he pointed to the direction of Rude's house and said, "He lives there!" ”。 Let this kid bother Ruud.

The young man glanced at Fang Yi, said thank you, and walked towards Rude's house.

Fang Yi shook his head with a smile, and then closed the door.

"This kid wants to learn to draw with Ruud? After that, you can see," Beronica said, shaking her fork in her hand.

"I heard that one of our works sold for 200,000 yuan, and this kid came over!" Fang Yi sighed and said, "I don't know what this kid is thinking!" It feels like what he means is as simple as finding a job, picking up a paintbrush and giving 200,000 yuan! And there's no basis for it! Let Ruud bother! If you accept him, start from the basics! ”。

Beronica smiled and said, "It would be a miracle if Ruud could teach him!" ”。

"That's none of my business!" Fang Yi sat back at the table as he spoke, and continued to eat dinner.

After eating dinner and resting for a while, Fang Yi and Beronica went out together, preparing to go to the small living room where Anders and Artur lived to start today's discussion.

As soon as he walked out, Fang Yi saw the young man just now walking past the door of his small courtyard with his head down, like a defeated rooster, wilting. And he was alone and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Fang Yi looked at the sky that had completely darkened, the town that the young man said was about half an hour away from here, how long would this young man have to walk on two feet?

"Your family didn't send you here?" Fang Yi asked at the young man.

The young man opened his mouth and said, "No, I came here secretly, and when I told my parents, they were very opposed!" ”。

"You send him back, this kid doesn't know how long it will take to get home!" Belonica said to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi nodded, took out the car key in his pocket, beckoned to the young man, and walked towards his car: "Come on!" I'll send you home! ”。

"Thank you!" The young man said thank you to Fang Yi and Belonica, and Xie followed Fang Yi into the car.

I drove out of the village. Fang Yi looked at the dejected young man and said, "You don't have any foundation, it's normal to be rejected!" We're all just getting a little bit of a name for ourselves, so we really don't have time to teach you! ”。

In this way, I directly came to the door and wanted to learn from others. Looks courageous. But this can only be a story that appears in ordinary novels, a diligent and studious boy meets an artist of his choice, and the artist will be moved by the courage of the boy and what a mess, and accept him as a disciple, and then hello, me, everyone, and so on.

But in reality, it's actually quite annoying for artists, you think about someone coming up to interrupt your work process at every turn, knocking on the door of your house and saying that they want to worship you as a teacher. What's in your mind? If you become a daimyo, then don't create, just accept these people who knock directly on your door!

This kind of sudden search for someone's door. Not only is it rude, it's offensive. At the very least, you have to make an appointment and get permission to come and visit someone's home.

"I know it! But I still decided to take this path," the young man nodded after listening to Fang Yi's words, and then insisted.

Fang Yi took out a pencil and a sketchbook from his car: "Draw something at random, something you are familiar with, let me see it!" ”。

The teenager's insistence and the opposition of his family. It reminded Fang Yi a little of his previous situation. I decided to look at the boy's painting to see if the boy had a future.

The boy took the sketchbook, then flipped to the blank page, picked up a pencil and drew it.

Fang Yi waited for the boy to draw for two minutes, glanced at the notebook, turned his head and looked at the road in front of the car, and the name of the boy did not jump out of his mind, which means that the boy did not have a reputation that could be passed on to future generations. Even these few strokes are no different from ordinary students who have not learned, and I really can't see where the talent is!

"I'm done!" The young man handed the notebook to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi took it and looked at it twice before putting down the notebook.

"Do you think I have any talent? Mr. Van der Marsett says I have no talent! The young man looked at Fang Yi and said.

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Fang Yi looked at the young man and nodded: "To be honest." I don't see anything special in what you draw! ”。

The young man listened to Fang Yi's words, and the little hope in his eyes dimmed again. However, after two or three seconds, he said to Fang Yi: "I still want to do this business!" ”。

Turning his head and glancing at the young man, Fang Yi thought in his heart: Although this child can't be passed on, it doesn't mean that this child can't rely on this to eat in the future.

"If you want to learn how to draw well, I can only give you a small piece of advice. Find a teacher to teach you the basics, and after the foundation is good, go to the museum to experience and copy the works of famous artists! ”。

Fang Yi said: "But I can't guarantee you, saying that as long as you do this, you can sell your works at any price, it is very likely that you will live a dull life, or even a poor life!" You know about Ruud and them, and I've heard from the people in the village about their situation when they first arrived! You have to be mentally prepared that this bowl of rice is not so delicious! ”。

After saying the above words, Fang Yi closed his mouth and concentrated on driving his car. For this young man Fang Yi can only do this step, everything that should be said has been said, as for how he chooses, it is his own business!

When the boy arrived at the door, his parents were already extremely anxious at home, and they were very grateful to see Fang Yi send their son back, and wanted to leave Fang Yi to drink something, but Fang Yi found an excuse to refuse.

Seeing this small family, Fang Yi somewhat understood why the teenager was going to learn painting with the five of them as soon as he heard about a painting of 200,000 US dollars, this small family has two adults with six children, and the house is not big, and the car parked at the door is also tattered, which shows that the daily living standard of the family is not high.

Fang Yi didn't feel that he was a savior, he couldn't do his old man's work, to save the young man's life or something. also understands that this young man taught him himself, and maybe one day he will be able to rely on his reputation to make a small life.

But Fang Yi thought that it would be enough to send him home and give him a suggestion. One has no talent and two has no feelings, there is no need to waste too much time on him, not to mention that he has no time to do this.

Waving his hand to the boy's parents, Fang Yi started the car and drove back in the direction of the village. (To be continued......)