In the blink of an eye, another year has passed, and this time the October exhibition was moved to the exhibition hall in Los Angeles, and Fang Yi took his wife Zheng Yuan to walk the red carpet together.

On the red carpet this time, both Fang Yi and Zheng Yuan aroused the interest of many reporters, and the reporters asked Fang Yi about the works created below, as well as his views on some artistic things that had just happened. Zheng Yuan, on the other hand, had to answer when he would hold a new recital and some things about the charity fund. On the red carpet of more than 50 meters, Fang Yi and his wife walked for ten minutes before they got rid of the reporters on both sides.

As soon as Fang Yi entered the gate, he let out a long breath: "With so many questions, it seems that we are really too popular!" ”。

Zheng Yuan wanted to make fun of her husband twice, when she heard a voice behind her.

"Yi, Yuan! Hello! ”。

Fang Yi and the two turned their heads and saw that it was not someone else's former model Miranda, and the one who accompanied her was also familiar and rotten and fell to the ground, and now it is also a very famous Chinese designer Luan Xiao in New York.

When Miranda approached, she first gave a veneer gift to Zheng Yuan, and then watched Fang Yi stretch out her hand to herself, Miranda immediately smiled and said, "Please!" After speaking, he opened his hands towards Fang Yi.

Fang Yi smiled when he heard this, and also hugged Miranda generously and then made a veneer gift.

"Why hasn't there been a show during this time?" Zheng Yuan asked Miranda after watching her husband face to face and separating face to face.

Since participating in Luan Xiao's press conference, Miranda's reputation has become bigger and bigger. Although the average fashion model is not very suitable, but by a well-known underwear brand, a show walks by, and now a group of fashion magazines chase after Miranda and ask for a photo. Now Miranda is no longer the original little mannequin, but has the panache of a new supermodel in the fashion industry.

"Fang's new work is out, of course I want to take a look!" Speaking of this, Luan Xiao patted the next side and said: "I happened to meet Xiao often in New York, and then I saw that he didn't have a female companion, so we made an appointment to come over together!" ”。

The four of them said a few words and walked inside together, and as they walked, Fang Yi and Luan Xiao got together, and Zheng Yuan and Miranda naturally walked together and talked warmly.

Fang Yi glanced at Miranda, and asked Luan Xiao next to him in a low voice, "What's going on!" ”。 I was afraid that Miranda would hear it badly, and Fang Yi directly used Chinese.

Luan Xiao glanced at Fang Yi's gaze. I understood what Fang Yi meant, smiled and replied in Chinese: "It's often met in New York, and they are all acquaintances who often chat and so on." There's really nothing you mean! We are innocent! ”。

"Ahem!" Fang Yi, who listened to the last sentence, couldn't help coughing twice, and then said with a smile: "I don't care if you are innocent!" I just want to say if you like it, you can do it, this girl is good, although it is a bit of a good name. But overall, it's good! ”。

"I know. But I don't feel it! Luan Xiao said lightly to Fang Yi.

"Is that someone in my heart?" Fang Yi was fine anyway, so he asked gossip again, but after asking, Fang Yi saw Luan Xiao nodding, and couldn't help but ask again: "Who?" Do I recognize me? ”。

Luan Xiao nodded and said, "You know it, and it has a complicated relationship with you!" ”。 Luan Xiao looked at Fang Yi and smiled and sold Guanzi.

Fang Yi couldn't help but shake his head after thinking about it for a few seconds, because Fang Yi felt that no woman had a complicated relationship with him, and there were few female friends who couldn't talk about anything complicated.

Seeing Fang Yi turning his head and staring at himself with a blank expression, Luan Xiao said, "It's still Guan Fangfei!" ”。

"Holy! You've always had this taste! Fang Yi immediately sighed when he heard this. As he spoke, he smiled back at the people around him who nodded at him.

"You'll still identify with her!" In Fang Yi's opinion, although Guan Fangfei is good, there is always an indescribable sense of arrogance on her body. And he's too strong. If it weren't for the coincidence, such a person would not have any contact after Fang Yi, let alone whether he likes it or not.

Luan Xiao said: "I just like her boldness, can't I?" ”。

"Okay! What kind of person is really playing with what birds" Fang Yi said with a smile: "When you want to start, let's do it quickly." Regarding Luan Xiao and Guan Fangfei's affairs, Fang Yi is really a little unoptimistic, because needless to say, everyone can know if they think about it, although Luan Xiao is a fashion designer with a little name, but his family background is really not good enough compared to Guan Fangfei.

Of course, this thing is not something that Fang Yi should consider and can consider, just ask yourself.

When they went up to the second floor, the team of friends grew even bigger, Zhang Xu and Zhu Zheng brought their wives and Zhao Jie, the only female bachelor among the seven jun, and everyone got together.

When I arrived at the exhibition hall of my and Bobille's works, what was now hanging face-to-face was not the previous two works, but now there was only one on one side, that is, the two face-to-face "Nezha and the Sea".

The scene painted by Fang Yi is that Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon King, has revealed his defeat, Nezha with a baby fat little foot stepped on the top of the churning waves, and the other foot stepped on Ao Bing's dragon back, the Qiankun circle in his hand was raised high, and the body was hung with a fiery red banner of Chaotian Aya, and above the figure was a clear sky and surging clouds.

The battle is more intense, the picture is covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, Ao Bing above the oblique not only points to the high potential, but also the dragon body dances, the claws are dripping, the dragon head proudly shows his overwhelming strength, and Nezha's fleshy body only occupies the lower right corner of the canvas, but the red Chaotian Aya in his hand is grabbed in the fleshy little hand, and the other end is waved, like a doll waving the huge whip in his hand like a giant, twitching the whole picture.

Fang Yi showed the victory, while Bobil chose the fierce battle scene.

"I really didn't expect it. Bobil can paint Nezha in the sea so well! This looks like a foreigner's drawing! Zhu Zheng glanced at it and sighed directly at Fang Yi.

"It's good!" After Fang Yi saw it, he also nodded and admired that both the clothing and Nezha's red belly pocket were standard Chinese looks, and there was a big golden carp on the belly pocket painted by Lao Bo, which showed how much effort the old man had put into this.

After a few people looked at it for a while. went to the old place to hide quietly, of course, Miranda will not stay at this time, take a look at the venue with Luan Xiao, meet Hollywood stars, directors or something, and go to get acquainted. From this point of view, Comrade Miranda is born to mix in the entertainment industry.

Fang Yi had just sat down in the secret lounge. I heard Lu Qikun ask himself: "You two Chinese painted understand it, when I look at your works, I listen to the three foreigners next to me, and I am directly dumbfounded!" The look on that face was wonderful! ”。

Fang Yi didn't have to think about this matter to know what was going on. If you look at it from another angle, draw a man with no face, no skin, and a bare ass, this man still has an electric baton in his hand, and then he is surrounded by a bird like a big eagle. Or the same painting of a bare-assed shameless woman. Followed by a peacock. You let the Chinese guess who these two people are, and the Chinese don't know the names of these two faceless goods.

However, when foreigners see these two people, most of them can tell you that this is the main god Zeus in Greek mythology, and his jealous wife Hera. The two are really jealous of men and women, and they are a perfect match in God! And the relationship between the two is even more entangled, not only husband and wife but also brother and sister, but also sister and brother.

To sort out this mess, of course, you need to have a certain understanding of Greek mythology! However, from these myths and stories, Fang Yi believes that the nature of European profligacy can be exposed in some aspects!

"What's especially funny is that a bunch of foreigners who don't know what to draw at all are still nodding their heads while looking at them after being stupid. kept praising the good painting, and then whispered their own opinions. What's more, a few people outside the door began to discuss," Tao Yong also said happily.

Fang Yi listened and sat down and smiled, but did not speak.

"I heard you're teaching the basics now?" Wang Hongqi asked at Fang Yi. Hearing Lao Wang's question, the people in the room fell silent.

"Are you going to train a little donkey to take over?" Lang Yanguang looked at Fang Yi and asked in surprise when he heard this, and then said, "Xiao Yu's talent is good, but if you hope that he can surpass you, I advise you to think about it more!" ”。

This is what Lu Qikun said, if other people are unhappy when they hear it, they think in their hearts, why can't their son surpass him? You don't mean that your son doesn't have the ability to eat this bowl of rice.

However, Fang Yi didn't think so, not only did he think so, but he also agreed with Lu Qikun's statement, and with Fang Yi's understanding of Lu Qikun, his main meaning was to remind himself that it was not good to force the child too hard, because learning to paint is a happy thing for both Fang Yi and Lu Qikun, and some things are obviously very like, but once they are forced to do it, they have no energy.

"I know this, and now I teach him to draw plaster geometry, or plaster heads, and occasionally bring a little sketch or something, and I don't force him to complete much work!" Fang Yi said. From the moment the hottest momentum of teaching his son to paint had passed, Fang Yi looked at this matter very rationally.

And Fang Yi also knew that as long as his son learned to paint, even if he didn't paint well, it would be no problem to mix and eat in this industry just by relying on his reputation. However, Fang Yi felt that if he was just trying to eat, then his son would just keep his mouth open all day long, and what he left behind was enough for him to open his mouth until he died.

Let the child choose what he likes to do, isn't there a saying, do what he likes, and accompany the people he likes, this is a happy life. Now that Fang Yi himself is living such a life, there is no reason to deprive the children of their happiness. A qiē still depends on how the child thinks and chooses.

Lao Wang looked at Fang Yi and Lu Qikun and said, "What I want to say is my son!" Qikun said that the foundation of Hanmo has almost been laid, and it can be sent to you, so I will ask you what you mean! ”

"Who is Hanmo?" Fang Yi couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then said, "Why did you suddenly change your name!" ”。

"The name given by Qikun, the child thinks it's good, then use it!" Lao Wang didn't mind that his son felt that his name was not good: "I'm going to learn with your little girl!" ”。

Fang Yi smiled and nodded: "If that's the case, then send it over, anyway, one sheep is to drive two sheep and let it go!" Inform me when I come, and I'll ask Yeda to prepare a room for him! ”。

Wang Hongqi quickly shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry about it, I ......." Before Lao Wang's words could be silenced, he heard the door being pushed open.

"Mr. Fang! Mr. Bobiler is looking for you, and Mr. Lawrence has asked me to come here to inform you! A staff member who pushed the door open immediately said to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi listened and nodded at others: "I'll go!" After speaking, he stood up from the chair, looked at Lao Wang and said, "I'll go for a trip, I'll talk about this matter when I come back!" ”。 With that, he walked towards the door.

There was really nothing to talk about when I met Lao Bo, and after two sentences, the two went straight to the point.

"It's your turn!" Fang Yi looked at the old man's face and said.

“?#￥%”。

"What?" Listening to what Bobiler said about the next competition, Fang Yi was directly petrified, as if listening to alien words. (To be continued......)