Chapter 525: Crooked Strike

Dean has heard others evaluate Bobile's character not once or twice, knowing that this master is famous for his moodiness in the painting circle, and he doesn't know if this action will bring any very strict consequences, whether it will let Bobile drive him out directly, if he doesn't restrain himself for a while, it will be a bit of a big loss for Dean.

Just when Dean was worried, Bobil spoke, and as soon as he spoke, Dean's heart was relieved.

"You have a better understanding of oriental mythology than I do!" Bobil turned his head to look at Dean, who was nervous and tight, and said, instead of looking at Dean again, he turned his head to his computer screen, where the correct answer to the relationship between the characters and something had appeared, just like what Dean said just now.

Dean grinned at Bobile's compliment, and suddenly went from nervous to relaxed, making the smile a little wrong and looking a little silly.

In terms of comprehension, Bobil is of course not as good as the energetic Dean in old age, which belongs to the law of stereotyping. As the two continued to listen to the old Chinese gentleman on the other side, Dean interjected from time to time.

As soon as the conversation on the Internet was over, Bobil turned to Dean and asked, "What questions do you have for me?" ”。 The question is simple and straightforward, and it is not muddy at all.

"I've brought two pieces here, please give me some advice!" Dean was honestly standing across from Bobil.

Bobil was pleased with Dean's current attitude, and liked such a respectful young man in Bobiel's heart. Of course, if Fang Yi, a young man, could be like Dean in front of him, Bobil would be more satisfied, but this situation could only play out in Bobiel's mind. It can't happen in reality.

Nowadays, many young people like to talk about their own personality, about their power, about this and that! But in Bobile's opinion, there are few to think about what qualifications do you have to ask me for such power? Since Bobile's fame, he has met four or five good painting seedlings, and one of them is even better than Dean in front of him.

But even these few didn't let Bobile see it, in Lao Bo's opinion, these people all belong to the unteachable or something, and they don't have the kind of spirit they want. Compared with modern art education, Lao Bo prefers classical apprenticeship education. That is, the old way of simply a teacher leading a student.

When it comes to apprenticeship, whether it is Eastern or Western, most of the time as an apprentice is always not so enjoyable, because it is better to meet a teacher in a good mood. When he was in a bad mood, he was slapped in the face, just like Tintoretto's violent temper had done to his apprentice.

Of course, Bobil didn't think about whether others were happy or not, he just thought about being happy. Bobilele doesn't just think so, he does it.

"Bring them here and I'll take a look!" Bobil waved his hand at Dean and motioned for the young man standing respectfully to pick up the work he had brought.

When Dean heard this, he immediately turned and walked to the door of the study. As soon as he pulled out the room, he bent down and brought in the two paintings he had placed in the doorway.

Dean carefully placed his painting on Bobile's desk. Then he took two steps back and stood a meter in front of Bobile's desk.

Bobile's eyes swept over the two works on his desk, and it didn't take him a few seconds to look up at Dean and ask, "What do you think of these works?" ”。

"It's my best work," Dean said to Bobile, and immediately shut his mouth when he saw Bobile raise his hand to interrupt himself.

"It's a piece of shit to me!" Bobilele threw his head back and roared at Dean, "There's no form, there's no color, there's no space, there's a scene that's heart-warming!" What do you say about these two pieces of rag that you painted......

Suddenly, Bobile was stunned by a big change of face, but when Dean came back to his senses, he didn't have the same anger as Bobile had thought of being the young man he had met before. Instead, he listened carefully to the dirty words that came out of Bobiller's mouth like a fan-summoning machine, and realized that behind these dirty words there were some real points out of the shortcomings.

Dean filtered out Bobile's dirty words. And I took the things that I pointed out to heart. Dean doesn't look like he studied painting elsewhere, he went to an art academy, and it was very smooth to do anything. Dean has never been comfortable since he decided to learn painting, and it can even be said that he has not been comfortable, his family background is not very good, and he has no foundation.

However, it was only when I heard that Fang Yi's gang of people earned hundreds of thousands of dollars for a painting, so he decided to devote himself to this kind of 'money' profession, but after studying for a few years, Dean knew that it was really difficult to become famous in the painting industry. But giving up was not Dean's choice, after arriving in Paris, Dean can be said to have done all kinds of work, almost all the money he earned was invested in painting, and sometimes eating a steak was a luxury.

This kind of Dean also cherishes or knows how to create opportunities more than anyone else, as for Bobille's temper, Dean directly ignored it, and what Dean thought in his heart was: What is there to be scolded if you want to be taught by others? After all, others are not obligated to be nice to you!

After scolding for almost half an hour, Bobil scolded refreshed, looking at Dean who was being scolded by himself with a pensive face, and nodded in his heart. I almost said in my heart: the son can be taught.

"I remember everything you said!" Dean looked at the shut-out Bobil and asked, "Can I ask you again?" ”

Bobil thought for more than a minute, and then asked Dean, "You have to think about the next question before answering me, because this question is about whether you can draw through my door in the future!" ”。

"You ask!" Dean asked, looking up at Bobile.

"Are you saying Fang is a bastard?" Bobile's question directly stunned Dean!

Dean couldn't help but open his mouth to Bobil and asked, "What did you say?" ”。

Now that Dean was a little suspicious of his ears, Bobile asked himself if Fang Yi was a jerk? Does this seem like a question asked by a master painter?

Dean felt like he was relying on this little story. Maybe you can leave a little trace in the history of painting. Because one of the living masters asked himself if another master was a bastard! I've heard so many stories between masters, but I haven't heard of this yet!

"I said you don't think Fang is a bastard!" Bobil repeated a sentence before he began to explain, counting his fingers as he explained: "The first time I saw him. He stood in my workshop without my invitation ......". At this moment, Bobile, who was crossing his fingers, began to count Fang Yi's various crimes from beginning to end.

Can you please not be so naΓ―ve!? Dean listened to Bobile and talked more and more, and he didn't know how to say it, even Rude pry your girlfriend to be counted on Fang Yi's head? What kind of reasoning is this?

"The most important thing is that now I have such a question, and soon I will be a bastard and shameless!" Bobil made the final decision, directly beating Fang Yi into the category of shameless.

After speaking, Bobile's old eyes stared at Dean in a daze, waiting for the young man in front of him to answer his question.

Dean felt as if he understood Bobile's suggestion: Say Fang Yi is a bastard, and you can continue to come to my house and be guided by me. If not, you're going anywhere you want!

But Dean spent more than three minutes in his head, and after several rounds of fighting, he raised his head to meet Bobile's gaze and said, "I think Fang is a good guy." The first time I met him, I ....... So I can't say he's a jerk! ”。

Dean thinks that although Fang Yi doesn't have any kindness to him, he used to send himself home, and he took the time to look at his paintings some time ago, so he shouldn't say that he is a bastard.

It's not a question of learning to draw. Dean thinks it's a matter of personal character. Dean, who has a stubborn personality, is reluctant to follow Bobile's tone to say things that are against his will. Behind his back, say someone who is not bad to himself.

After answering Bobiller's question, Dean stepped forward and prepared to pack up his two works, wanting to show that he didn't have to go out the door with the old man's yelling.

When Dean turned around with the painting in his hand and just opened the door of the study, he heard Bobile's voice behind him: "Put your two broken paintings in the corridor, remember to put them in reverse, don't let me go out and see them!" If you have time to paint, I'll make some paint later, it's in my studio. That is, the third room on the left hand side of the door, if you are not afraid of getting tired, stay and help! ”。

As soon as I heard this. Dean immediately had a smile on his face, turned to Bobil and smiled happily and nodded, "Okay, okay!" Mr. Bobile! ”。

After finishing speaking, he walked out with his painting in his hand, and his steps were not as dull as just now, and full of joy.

The question that Fang Yi is a bastard has already killed several so-called talented young people, all of whom are following Bobile's words.

Everyone knows that although Bobile and Fang Yi are both founders of postclassicism, their personalities are almost completely opposite, and there is a lot of friction! Ordinary people face the old stubborn donkey Bobil, and when they do this multiple-choice question, they naturally follow the temper of the old stubborn donkey!

Where would most people think that when the old thing asks this question, it is not like most people think! Bobil thinks Fang Yi is a bastard, that's for sure! But I'm qualified to think so, so why are you guys qualified to say that?

That is, the answer to this question does not conform to normal logic! Bobil is not just unhappy with Fang Yi, but also has some admiration for Fang Yi in his heart, of course, Bobile will not say it on his lips, and he will not admit it. It's like Fang Yi's understanding of Bobil in his heart.

Dean answered a very important question, and Bobil was pleased with the young man.

Lao Bo didn't have a plug-in like Fang Yi in his mind, he looked at Dean and felt that this kid was good, and his current plan was to take Dean as his preparatory student.

Bobile doesn't have anything in his head, and he only picked up a paintbrush in his early thirties, and he has always been smooth in his paintings, not to mention in life.

This experience made Bobiler think that diligence was very important, and soberly thought that whether it was his own student or Fang Yi's student, it was simply a fantasy to want to surpass the postclassicism that the two of them co-founded, since it was just to pass on the technique intact, then Dean's talent was enough.

I have to say that at this point, Bobile sees it more clearly and clearly than Fang Yi. As far as Bobile's own conditions are concerned, this is also understandable, after all, Bobile is almost in his prime, and there really is not much time left to toss the student things anymore.

For Fang Yi, there is no hurry to accept apprentices now, Fang Yi, who is in his early thirties, still has time to think about this matter, and thinks that if he accepts disciples' paintings, he must accept a name in his head, or just wait and see, or teach Wang Hongqi's kid first.

When Bobil arrived in the studio, he began to tell Dean how he made paint, almost teaching Dean by hand, and for the rest of the day, the two would-be apprentices were doing this.

"You can move things here!" Bobile said as he wiped his hands.

When Dean heard this, he hurriedly said, "No need, I have already paid the rent there!" ”。

"You think I want you to save that little bit on rent?" Bobile glanced at Dean: "You are going to work in my studio, I am not teaching you things in vain, in the future, you will have to do all the work in this studio, including the color grading and the background color, and the studio will be cleaned once a day!" This is my request, if you can't do it or don't do it well, I can let you out at any time! With that, Bobil threw down the towel in his hand.

When he arrived at the door, Bobil stood still: "You can sleep well today, sleep may be a luxury for you in the future!" ”。 (To be continued......)