Fang Yi's sleep was about four hours, and when he opened his eyes again, he asked the flight attendant to find out that the was only gray for nearly half the time, and there were still a few hours to float in the sky.

Turning his head, Fang Yi looked around and found that most of the people in the cabin had already put down their chairs, covered with things and sleeping sweetly, including his four friends. And Ruud's little snoring is still wheezing~! Sigh~! played a sense of rhythm. couldn't help but let Fang Yi sigh with a sigh of omission: Sometimes being able to sleep for a long time is also a kind of happiness.

asked the stewardess to bring him a little drink, Fang Yi did his job while drinking, and after thinking about it, he still didn't have a clue, so he simply put this matter aside and began to chat with the stewardess without a stubble.

It is estimated that most of the passengers have slept, and the flight attendants are also bored, so the two flight attendants stood next to Fang Yi softly and talked to Fang Yi in a whisper. For chatting with a polite and handsome guy like Fang Yi, it can be regarded as a happy thing, at least it can pass the time.

"You are the painter Fang Yi" chatted for more than half an hour, and one of the flight attendants introduced herself as Fang Yi as a young man who was now the most famous Chinese artist in France.

Some time ago, the Chinese artist Comrade Fang Yi tossed quite loudly, imitating the painting for a while, appraising it for a while, and the noise was not small, and the mainstream French media reported it. However, the flight attendant didn't have much interest in art, and she recognized Zhang Jiji as soon as she came up. But it is understandable that he didn't recognize Fang Yi, a pioneering artist, and he is in a different industry!

Fang Yi said: "If there is no other artist named Fang Yi, then you may be talking about me."

"It's not like" another flight attendant listened to a brief introduction from a colleague. After looking back and forth, the big artist in front of him shook his head and said, "I think a famous artist like you is in his early fifties, but you look like you're about twenty years old!" ”。

This is a little bit of praise, but it is not a boast, but the flight attendants can speak, and they praise Fang Yi for being young and promising. If it weren't for the trouble, the words that came out of his mouth were like Bobile's old thing, and one sentence was ten miles away. Which airline would dare to hire such a flight attendant?

Fang Yi said with a smile: "I look a little younger, younger than my actual age."

"How old are you?" The flight attendant who didn't recognize Fang Yi immediately asked.

"I can't say this" Fang Yi said jokingly, he is really only in his twenties: "A man of my age is afraid that others will ask him how old he is!" ”。

Both flight attendants laughed softly. chatted with Fang Yi for a while. These two felt that Fang Yi didn't have any, compared to Zhang Jiji, he was too warm. The two of them were compared with the flight attendants who were called by Zhang Jiji, and couldn't help but think: Other artists have a better temper than you, and you are still a star!

"Can you sign it for us? Or take a picture with your friends," the flight attendants now certainly know. Fang Yi was joined on the plane by other members of the linealist school. Naturally, this request was made.

Fang Yi thought for a moment and said, "When they wake up, I'll talk to them, there should be no problem."

agreed to the request of the flight attendant, and after chatting for a while, the two flight attendants began to leave, their job was to take care of the passengers, not to chat with Fang Yi. But soon two more flight attendants came over, it is estimated that the two of them just told their colleagues who Fang Yi was and what kind of fame he had, and the remaining two also came over to chat with the handsome guys of linealist art.

Waiting for the Kahima to wake up. Fang Yi told the flight attendants what they asked to take a group photo, and the four of them all thought it was new. There was also a flight attendant on the who took a photo with herself, so she naturally agreed.

As soon as the landed and stopped at Mingzhu Airport, Fang Yi and the five naturally fell behind, and they had to take a photo with the flight attendants. Waiting for the other passengers to get off the, Fang Yi and the others hugged the flight attendants one by one to take a group photo, and after tossing for more than ten minutes, the five of them got off the plane with a salute.

Flying from abroad to China naturally have to go through the inspection, it is considered to be a customs entry, as for what East and West Yi a few people naturally did not bring, and not from France travel back, a few people's salute and others are simple. When Fang Yi and the others passed the customs, they ran into Zhang Jiji and his party again, and the many people who had a lot of headbands naturally fell behind. Waiting for Fang Yi to finish fiddling with the five, Zhang Jiji and his party haven't finished it yet.

As soon as Fang Yi passed through the customs, he went out of the door and saw a group of people standing not far away, this place had not yet reached the back passage of the airport, two of them were carrying banners, and they were bilingual in Chinese and English: Warmly welcome the five masters of linearism to give lectures in China.

Not only did Fang Yi see it, but the four of them also saw the banner in the hands of the two of them, and it was obvious that the people of Khima were very interested in the name of the five masters of linearism, and they all had smiles on their faces. This title is very satisfying to the hearts of the four foreign devil artists, can't understand Chinese and the four people can't understand the English above? Naturally, it is clear and clear, and it is confused!

Fang Yi, the only one of the five who was a little shameless, felt a little embarrassed, because the name of Jijie was really too big. I've heard of the Three Masters of the Renaissance before, the Three Masters of Post-Indianism, or something, but I didn't expect that as soon as I returned to China, a masterpiece was stuck in my head at the airport. Now Fang Yi feels that his influence is not worthy of this masterpiece, where can the newly rising school of painting be compared with the two combinations mentioned above?

After taking a few steps, Fang Yi said to the few people who were pulling the banner: "Hurry up and put it away, you are not afraid of people's jokes when you pull it in this place."

Happily pulling the banner were Zheng Xiaopeng and Chen Shenglin, plus Zhu Zheng and Zhao Jie.

In addition to the three people who didn't know each other, Fang Yiquan knew these four people, not only these four people, Lu Qikun, Lang Yanguang, Zhou Tong, Wei Jin, Tao Yong, Wang Hongqi and Pang Xiaoyong. It can be said that except for Qu Gu, who lives a small life in Canada, all his friends in painting have arrived.

Tao Yong watched Fang Yi come over, and without waiting for his friend to finish speaking, he stretched out his arm and hugged Fang Yi: "Good guy, this time I really have returned home."

patted Tao Yong on the back: "I don't know if I'm not clothed, but I'm back." Feeling the strength of his old friend's arm, and enjoying this strong friendship, Fang Yi also hugged Tao Yong twice on the back.

"Get out of the way" Wei Jin pulled Tao Yong and Fang Yi to hug, and after hugging his friends one by one, Fang Yi introduced his linealist friends to his domestic friends. The first one who came up was the cheerful Anders, seeing that Fang Yi was so enthusiastic, he hugged them one by one, especially when it was Zhao Jie's turn, he was stunned for a while.

After the introduction, the three people I didn't know came to the front, two of them were in their forties, a little bald and introduced where they came from, Fang Yi knew that he was one of his alma maters, a director of the high school, next to him was the deputy director, the meaning of coming to pick up the plane was to make himself look more solemn, and invited Fang Yi to his alma mater to tell the students a sentence or two, make a report or something, become a famous alumnus! These things are indispensable.

Fang Yi naturally agreed. The remaining woman in her thirties was the translator arranged by Shi Yi for the Kahima people. After introducing this comrade, he immediately went to work and translated Fang Yi's conversation to Kahima and the others.

Zhou Tong watched Fang Yi finish chatting with people at this time, coughed twice and said in English: "Welcome the five masters of linearism to give lectures in Shiyi, and I would like to extend a warm welcome to you on behalf of Shiyi!" ”。

It stands to reason that there should be warm applause after this sentence is finished, but now the people here are happy to reunite with their old friends, who are interested in having this fun, only Zhou Tong himself took two shots.

"I haven't seen you for more than a year, why do you still speak with an official tone, and you still want to enter the Politburo when you paint?" Fang Yi looked at Zhou Tongle's preaching.

Zhu Zheng was about to roll up the banner at this time, and opened his mouth to say: "Now that I am no longer Teacher Zhou, I will be called Director Zhou or Professor Zhou instead."

When Fang Yi heard this, he knew that Zhou Tong was promoted now, and said: "Congratulations, congratulations!" No wonder it can represent stone art, it turns out that he is already the director."

Zhou Tong glanced at Fang Yi: "What's the matter?" Even if I'm not the director, do you still want Teacher Liu Yuchan, Teacher Liu Hongshuo and the dean to come to Mingzhu to pick me up? ”。

"Don't dare, don't dare, I feel satisfied to have you, the director, come to pick me up," Fang Yi hurriedly raised his hand and said. Joke! Let his teacher and Liu Yuchan, an old man who can be regarded as a half-master no matter how you look at it, go hundreds of miles to pick up his junior, what is the matter.

Tao Yong watched Zhu Zheng prepare to collect the banner and immediately said jokingly: "Alas, don't be in a hurry to collect it." No matter how you say it, let Fang Yi know that we have spent a lot of thought" After speaking, he pointed to the banner and said to Fang Yi: "Fang Yi, look at this one, the words I wrote myself are not written on paper, they are all embroidered, and they are both front and back, you can see that what we have done is interesting enough."

Hearing Tao Yong say this, Fang Yicai took a closer look at the banner and it was really what Tao Yong said, and the words were all embroidered with yellow threads. I had to look at this somewhat embarrassing banner and nodded again and again: "Interesting! Interesting! But what to do with all this effort, how good it is to discount! At this price, you can directly exchange for a few pots of sauerkraut fish."

Fang Yi and his friends chattered enthusiastically, and the translator also translated these words to the Kahima people, looking at Fang Yi's face and the ease between the words, the Kahima people could naturally feel the friendship between Fang Yi and these people.

Just when it was warm, Zhang Jiji and his party came out of the passage, and saw Fang Yi and the others standing not far away chatting, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, they all received this place for pick-up? The assistant who thought in his mind that he would give Fang Yi a flower in a different place to make him so red, and now he didn't want Fang Yi to bloom any flowers, even if there was a conflict, just like this, if he picked up the plane and received this place, it was uncertain who would bloom this flower. (To be continued......)