promised Zhang Xu to accompany him and Li Lin to the auction in New York, and Fang Yi couldn't leave immediately. Because before this matter, Fang Yi still has one important interview to complete, that is, to accept "Classical Wave" for the so-called two greatest banners of contemporary classicism, ("Classical Wave" hung this name on the heads of Fang Yi and Bobiler after their second October group exhibition), that is, Fang Yi himself to conduct the first interview.

As for Fang Yi's previous goal of stability, he didn't like to fight, but now even if Fang Yi doesn't want to fight, then there is nothing to say, let's roll up our sleeves and start working. In this interview with a classicist magazine, Fang Yi was ready to talk about it, talk about all the deceptive things, and take off the so-called art cloak that some people wear.

For Fang Yi's interview with Wèn, the "Classical Wave" magazine was very solemn, directly led by the editor-in-chief, the interview team alone was nearly 20 people and there was an interview car, and the group arrived in Los Angeles two days in advance to start preparing for the interview.

Today's weather in Los Angeles is very good, the sun is hot in the morning, although it is a little hot, but in Fang Yi's opinion, it is much better than a light rain in the sky.

Now Fang Yi was standing in front of his house, one hand on the arch of his eyebrows to cover the sun, and his eyes watched three toy-sized red and blue painted cars in the distance towards his house.

"With so many people coming at once, don't you just say it's just a visit?" Zheng Yuan walked from the house to Fang Yi's side, holding a little Fang Yi in a formal suit in his hand. Zheng Yuan also changed into a slightly more formal costume today, stood side by side with her husband, and definitely greeted the guests at home together. Because it's pregnant. Naturally, it is best to save some effort, and with such a big sun outside, it can't be like Fang Yi standing outside all the time.

Seeing that the car was getting bigger and bigger, and he could see the driver in the first car, Fang Yi turned his head with a smile and said, "You can also simply record a photo or something, anyway, I said that it is a two-hour job, whatever they want!" It can be regarded as compensation for the many times they have asked before! ”。

After speaking, Fang Yi reached out and grabbed his son Fang Yu's other hand. The two adults just took the child's hand and watched the car from far to near, and finally slowly parked in the parking space three or so meters away.

The first to come out was an old man in his fifties. As soon as the old gentleman came out, the corners of Fang Yi's mouth couldn't help but turn up, because the old gentleman looked very much like a person.

Fang Yi put this in his heart, but Xiao Fang Yu doesn't have this good cultivation, child! Immediately shook the hands of his parents and then asked the old gentleman who came over, "Are you Gargamel?" ”。

I heard my son ask. Fang Yi hurriedly said, "Don't be so rude! ”。 To be honest, my son did speak his mind. The old gentleman who walked over really looked like the cartoon Ggamel from the cartoon "The Smurfs". However, when his precious son said it in front of others, Fang Yi had to symbolically reprimand.

"It's okay, my granddaughter always says I look like this Gargamel!" Of course, the old gentleman heard Xiao Fangyu's words, and he was not angry, if a three-year-old child is a three-year-old child, adults really don't care about this, and he still came to interview other people's fathers this time, so he can't get angry.

Walking in front of Fang Yi's family of three, this 'Gargamel' bent down and stretched out his hand to Xiao Fang. When the palm of his hand was spread out, there was a small model of a World War II Mustang fighter in his hand. The workmanship of the small aircraft is quite exquisite. And the villain in the small window can see it very clearly, a plane as big as a palm can do this, and it looks metal, obviously the grade of this thing is not low.

Xiao Fang Yu was obviously very interested in such a small plane, but he didn't stretch out his hand and looked up at his mother Zheng Yuan. Seeing that his mother nodded slightly, he happily took it and said at the same time, "Thank you, Mr. Gargamel!" ”。

"Nice to meet you, don't call me Gargamel, my last name is Schmidt! What's your name? Schmidt stretched out his hand to Fang Yu, and then shook the big and small hands.

"My name is 驽!" A crisp child's voice sounded.

Seeing that Schmidt and his son were finished, Fang Yi stretched out his hand to others: "Hello, Editor-in-Chief Schmidt." Welcome to my home! ”。

Schmidt immediately straightened up: "Thank you for inviting us to your home!" After shaking hands with Fang Yi, he shook hands with Zheng Yuan again.

Next, he naturally shook hands with the other personnel and said a few polite words. Then Fang Yi's family welcomed these people into the room.

Schmidt was not polite, and directly mentioned that Yì began to prepare for the visit to Wèn. This mention is exactly in line with Fang Yi's mind, everyone is very unfamiliar, it is better to go directly to the topic, and there is nothing to talk about.

You don't have to be too polite to start the interview directly, there are still some things to do, and there is still work to be done. The scene of the recording was Fang Yi's studio, some people began to prepare equipment, and some people began to paint some makeup for Fang Yi and the reporters who were interviewing.

"Mr. Fang, what do you think of Mr. Bobil's trouble now?" Schmidter sat down next to Fang Yi on a stool, and the man's makeup was also very simple, and it only took two or three minutes for Fang Yi to draw it. As soon as the makeup was good, Schmidt sat next to Fang Yi, ready to brush his favorability with Fang Yi.

Fang Yi looked at Schmidt and said with a smile: "Is this the content of the interview?" ”。

A few days ago, it was not the backlash of some avant-garde artists or critics against Fang Yi's magazine. The most popular is the scandal of Bobil! A magazine published a photo of a female anchor of a television station coming out of Bobil's house in the morning. As for which female anchor it is, it goes without saying, anyway, the female anchor repeatedly told the media that she and Bobile are just ordinary friends!

Of course, if there are only these, it won't attract anyone, and now the relationship between the two in the tabloids is too complicated, so complicated that Fang Yi can't figure it out. And to the point of not wanting to sort it out.

Some newspapers said that the two had a physical deal, and some people said that the two fell in love at first sight, and the inside story in front of the little anchor was provided by Bobile. Some people say that the two are ready to get married, and some say that the two have been dating for a long time, and the female anchor is pregnant.

"No, even if it's small talk between us!" Schmidt immediately waved his hand and said, "I really don't understand it."

According to Schmidt's idea, the classicist style was once again promoted to establish a dominant position in the art world. This is the first priority of all the founders and supporters of classicism or post-classicism, you Bobiler is a master of such artistic achievement. How to toss up his own scandal. And now many people care more about Bobiller's scandal than about his artistic views.

Speaking of which, I have to mention that because Comrade Lao Bo couldn't control his trouser belt, he made a life-and-death battlefield where everyone was stabbing and stabbing with each other so solemn. Originally, Lao Bo was also ready to drag Fang Yi into the water with righteous and solemn words. Launched a new round of war of words against some contemporary art. Vowed to peel off the pseudo-artistic skin on their bodies.

But now this matter is a little embarrassing, every time Lao Bo comes out, the reporter never asks him about his artistic ideas, only asks him if he has slept with the anchor, and what is the relationship between the two. After standing in front of the microphone a few times, Lao Bo had to retract his head again.

Lao Bo can't help it, admit it, right? Lao Bo thought that with Fang Yi's cleverness, he could guess that there was a mistake in his greed, in order to ensure his face in front of his opponent. Lao Bo decided to do a shrunken turtle for a while first, and then look at the limelight.

In fact, Fang Yi didn't think deeply about this question at all, but Lao Bo thought so in his heart. To put it bluntly, Fang Yi had nothing to do, wondering what woman Lao Bo was doing with something, what to do. Fang Yi is not a pervert or a gossip maniac.

But what's the old saying? That's right! The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, right or the house leak coincides with the overnight rain! A woman here was busy saying that we were friends, and a woman in front of her immediately became restless, estimating that the money she had earned in the past two years was not enough, so she immediately jumped out and gave an interview to the tabloid predicting that the two had slept nine times out of ten, and took out the fact that she had slept with Lao Bo and Rude, and 'praised' the bed skills of the two again.

In short, the tabloids in Paris are busy now, busy reporting on the artist's love history. It's a bit too much to say that it's a love history, and it might be appropriate to say it's a bed history.

Anyway, Lao Bo has no sound for the time being, which means that the old thing got Fang Yi out, but he made himself dumb by the way. Look at this!

Fang Yi thought for a moment and asked, "What's incomprehensible?" Looking at Schmidt, he spread his hands: "Mr. Bobiler also has living needs, and other anchors also take what they need!" ”。

The woman was photographed coming out of Lao Bo's house early in the morning, what happened to the needless to say? If you really believe that what the woman said is just an ordinary friend, then it is better to believe that the two who were caught and raped on the spot said that the two of them were just chatting in the hotel with a quilt, as for why the two were naked, it was because the air conditioning in the hotel was too hot, and the two were afraid of heat stroke.

It's very simple for Fang Yi, Lao Bo was impulsive, and found a woman to solve the problem, and it happened that this woman was the anchor again, and by the way, she exposed her letter from the female anchor! Fang Yi now felt that his guess was very reasonable, and it was more in line with the facts.

Schmidt listened to it and smiled, this thing made Schmidt feel a little wrong, judging from the contact between Schmidt and Bobile, this old man's current appearance is not like him in normal times, it stands to reason that everyone is an adult and unmarried, what is a big deal to play overnight? If Schmidt had thought about it, the old man would have asked the media rhetorically: What if we slept?

Putting aside this topic and chatting with Fang Yi for a while, Schmidt believed the media's assessment of Fang Yi, this post-classical master did not care too much about things that had nothing to do with him, and he didn't even spend too much time thinking about it.

Grasping Fang Yi's ideological vein, Schmidt soon chatted with Fang Yi warmly, and the two began to exchange views on the artist.

"Editor-in-chief, Mr. Fang! It's time to get started! Just as the two were chatting, a staff member came up and said to the two. (To be continued......)