As for what kind of Grand Prix to hold in China, Fang Yi raised two hands in favor. Because this kind of thing is easy to bring a group of outstanding young artists to the front of the world, so that some buried talents emerge, of course, a grand prix does not necessarily say how to do, can discover all the talented artists, but as long as you do it, it is a good thing.

Of course, if you want to say that this Grand Prix annoys Fang Yi, then Fang Yi's hand that is now raised will be put down immediately. Not only does he think that he is not the material for organizing activities, but Fang Yi thinks that he doesn't have much time, and post-classical things are difficult to waste time!

Fang Yi didn't have any big interest here, but obviously Zhang Xu didn't think so, this kid was gushing when he talked about this matter. It's not that Li Lin doesn't want to care about this matter, but he used to be busy living, and if he eats today, he has to worry about whether he will eat the day after tomorrow, and where he has the heart to think about what art is not art. So after listening to it for a while, I became a little sleepy, and after half an hour I started yawning.

Soon Zhang Xu was left singing a one-man show, and after Fang Yi packed up his things, he interrupted Zhang Xu: "You see that you fell asleep with all the things Li Lin said!" ”。

Zhang Xu turned his head to look at Li Lin, whose head was like a chicken cutting rice little by little, and couldn't help but be happy first: "This kid has no artistic talent!" ”。

The laughter woke Li Lin up, and after listening to Zhang Xuwei's words, he couldn't help but reply: "I want to marry a daughter-in-law who can live now, as for what art is not art, I don't want to know!" ”。

Hearing Li Lin say this, Fang Yi remembered. This kid used to say that he was married, why did he not get married all of a sudden, and the experience from Zhang Xu is not very clear. Anyway, the three of them are squatting and staring at each other, so just ask!

Now it turned into Li Lin talking, but when he heard about this matter, Fang Yi was obviously more energetic than just now, and Zhang Xu was also very involved in listening, and echoed two sentences from time to time: You lived in the old society before!

Every time he heard Zhang Xu say this, Fang Yi always nodded in agreement. And then to say the last sentence: There are not many things in China to take advantage of, that is, the feminist movement is definitely at the forefront of the world.

Li Lin looked at the two people who made two comments from time to time, and said with a smile: "What can I do when I go to a foreign place and feel the darkness in my eyes?" When I first graduated, I thought I was the pride of the sky. Who knows that when you arrive in society, you find that there are few things you can use, and you have to learn everything from scratch! With that dead salary, there is not much left to rent a house to eat or something, and where can I buy any house. I didn't even think about it at the time......

Zhang Xu glanced at Fang and asked, "You said that you could mess it up if you were thrown into that place?" ”。

"Take me to paint?".

"Don't bring it!" Zhang Xu immediately denied this condition. Take you to paint with your luck is not famous, relying on the ability to identify will also live demonic! People who send out millions of paintings if they can't catch their eyes, let Fang Yi do the painting is to let him open the plug-in!

"That's a false proposition!" Fang Yi smiled and said: "If I don't paint, my dad has already planned to let me squat in the agency and mix with a civil servant or something, a chair, a cup of tea, a newspaper and read for a day!" This kind of life is a good match for me, why should I go to such a fast-paced city? It's not that it's okay to find it! ”。

Zhang Xu blinked his little eyes, looked at Fang Yi and said, "Hey! I'm just asking you what happens when you go! ”。

Li Lin said jokingly: "He came out with this look!" There are many rich women who covet his male sex. As long as you can get out, you can mix well! The natural capital grows here! ”。

"Hahaha!" Zhang Xu immediately laughed when he heard this.

Fang Yi laughed disappreciatively when he heard this. Then he was a little proud: "No way, Mom and Dad gave it!" ”。

The three friends just talked about it, chatting happily, now there is no big boss or small boss here, and there is no art master, and the whole room is friendship.

Early the next morning, Li Lin and Zhang Xu went to New York to cut flat, while Fang Yi found a car rental company and rented a Lincoln directly to Christen. Anyway, Fang Yi's love for enjoyment is not something unseemly, as long as he can make himself comfortable, Fang Yi will never compromise, and in a few days when he arrives in New York, he directly rents one at the car dealership with the driver, and obeys his call around the clock.

Christen's position as the person who received him was not small, because in addition to Fang Yi's reputation, his greater reputation was that of a post-classical artist, and as a hot artist now, Christine couldn't really apply for Fang Yi. Fang Yi was accompanied by a board member and three appraisal artists.

Look at the paintings, there is nothing to say, a few paintings Fang Yi took a look, picked out the straight fake, and then reported the name of the genuine author, etc., and there was no meaning to talk deeply, what kind of art and the like A burst of nonsense came to almost noon.

Mr. Director also invited Fang Yi to have lunch or something, Fang Yi felt that it was better to save everyone some things, and now Fang Yi can be sure in his heart that Christton notified himself to come to enjoy the painting a large part of it was out of coping, so naturally he had no interest in eating the restaurant, and after politely refusing others, he got up and left.

Mr. Director sent Fang Yi to the door, and the three appraisers sent Fang Yi downstairs, and when they arrived at the door, the three of them pulled Fang Yi and started chatting.

When Fang Yi looked at his big Lincoln and stopped at the bottom of the steps, he shook hands with the three of them one by one: "If you have a chance, let's see you next time!" ”。

Although the chat with these three people was happier than the previous chat with the director, Fang Yi still didn't have much interest in staying here for a long time, because Fang Yi felt bored!

As soon as the cold noise was over, Fang Yi turned his head and took a step, and immediately stood on the spot with such a glance, and couldn't help but feel a little stupid. A sudden thought popped out of my heart and thought: Is this another frame to pick up leaks? Wait for yourself to see the name in your head. couldn't help opening his mouth wide, and swallowed his saliva with a grunt: This leak is a bit big!

Why do you say that, because the name that popped up in Fang Yi's mind was: Bonaroti? Michelangelo! A character of one of the Three Masters of the Renaissance. Isn't this leak very huge?

Fang Yi also felt that if he didn't pick up this leak, he would be ashamed of what was in his head, ashamed of his teacher, and even ashamed of his unborn child! Immediately, Fang Yi adjusted his whole person into a state of picking up leaks. Some of the unhappiness encountered in the morning immediately dissipated.

I kept cheering and jumping, and I kept summing up and thinking: it turned out that I used to look for a gallery and find a stall to pick up the wrong direction, and I should move a small bench to squat at the door of these auction houses in the future! This place is the real paradise for spills, look at what the old man has picked up!

"I'm sorry! Can I see the painting in your hand? Fang Yi ran towards this person. When he arrived next to someone's house, he immediately opened his mouth and said.

When the sixty-year-old man heard Fang Yi say this, he asked, "Do you want to see the painting in my hand?" ”。

Seeing that Fang Yi nodded, the white old man looked at Fang Yi and asked, "Are you Japanese?" ”。

"I'm Chinese!" Fang Yi said. After finishing speaking, he looked at the old man and wondered in his heart that if I want to see your paintings, do I want to be Japanese? However, in order to pick up a leak, Fang Yi was not shameless to the point of pretending to be Japanese, and said directly and honestly: "I am Chinese, I came to New York here to do something, and I happened to see the painting you took." I just want to take a look. Because I also learned to draw! ”。

"The Chinese are good!" Contrary to what Fang Yi thought, as soon as the old man heard Fang Yi himself say that he was Chinese, a smile immediately appeared on his face, indicating that Fang Yi could look at his own paintings.

After saying that, the old man seemed to want to put the work he was holding into Fang Yi's hands under the scorching sun of the day.

"Wait for us to see the café next door! I ask you" Fang Yi's idea of picking up the leaks in his heart was about to burst, and he almost pulled this old man to Swan Lake, provided that Fang Yi could jump!

Without waiting for Fang Yi to finish speaking, the white old man immediately shook his head and said, "It's better for me to invite you, it's not easy for you and me to come to New York to study art!" ”。

It was clear that the old gentleman did not have much knowledge of expensive things. I don't know that a watch on Fang Yi's wrist is an ordinary middle class who has been busy for two or three years, and they have to eat or drink to buy one. I thought Fang Yi was an art student who came to the United States from China to study! Offered to ask Fang Yi for a cup of coffee.

In this way, Fang Yi's first step plan was realized. Taking advantage of the old man's inattention, he waved his hand at the driver who was waiting to look dumbfounded, and signaled him to go cool first, and then call you after he finished picking up the leak!

Fang Yi and the old man, who were in a happy mood, came to a coffee shop next to them almost side by side, and then the two sat down face to face.

"How many years have you been in the United States? I speak English very well! ”

"It's been a few years" Fang Yi nodded automatically when he heard the old man ask, and now Fang Yi's eyes were looking at the painting in his hand.

Of course, the current Son is still a little baby with a bare ass, but the one with a circle on the head of this little baby is not an ordinary little baby, the three sages are the three sages of the East in the story, and they came to worship the two of them from afar. It's just such a story scene.

Knowing that Fang Yi was Chinese, the old man seemed very happy. After a brief introduction, he began to tell Fang Yi about what he knew about China, and he also said that his understanding of China was not as ignorant as ordinary Americans.

"Michael? Mr. Martin, do you know China quite well? Fang Yi couldn't help but have a little affection for the old man.

"Of course!" Martin Sr. said happily: "My father used to participate in the war against Japan as a volunteer! He didn't like Japanese all his life, and I don't like these sneaky little devils anymore! ”。

Fang Yi was happy when he heard it, the words of the three words of the little devil were correct and round, and they were authentic Chinese.

"Little devil! That's what I said! ”。

"That's right! You're absolutely right! ”。

Ma Ting couldn't help but say proudly when he heard Fang Yi's praise: "When my father returned to China, he used this word instead of mentioning the Japanese, saying that the little devil killed many of his friends, and when it rained, my father would feel unbearable pain, which was something given to him by the war......." As he spoke, Old Martin's tone sank a little.

Fang Yi was also silent when he listened.

"You like this painting?" Martin asked Fang Yi, "If you like it, I'll give it to you!" ”。 (To be continued......)