Chapter 44: Celebrity Vanity Fair
Sometimes he wonders why he wants to go back to China.
This is a question that he often asks himself after returning home. It's like, when he was in the United States, he always asked himself, when am I going to go back home?
At that time, he was a wanderer in a foreign land, drifting in a foreign land, always yearning for the day when he could successfully return to China, that kind of complex was like Hans Christian Andersen, a wandering alien son, always wanting to return triumphantly. But what do you get when you go back?
Perhaps the most wonderful part of life is precisely the minute and second when you wander alone, because you burst out with the call and enthusiasm of your whole life. Jin Rong returned to his homeland, but he was only faced with all kinds of sycophants and flattery.
He was often distressed by this.
In addition, after all, this was Lin Motian's invitation, and he couldn't refuse categorically.
The next time Zhuang Yousheng saw butterflies was at a dinner party after returning from Wuyishan. That dinner brought together almost all the well-known painters in the current circle, and it occupied a large flower hall, and there were also some media who would take advantage of loopholes. Of course, this gathering is also a charity event, and the media that follow the trend will have a meal and a little publicity in their respective newspapers and magazines.
You must know that in the eyes of celebrities, those young reporters in the media are people who people love and hate, they can completely put you aside, then you will completely lose the market popularity, and without popularity, it is like having no value. Without value, you are an ordinary person, nothing. You know, the online world, whether it's your good reputation or your bad reputation, is just as important.
Modern people's values have become unclear because of the influence of various aspects, and they are basically dominated by public opinion, so these little reporters who publish news are like magicians, and their pens are the magic wand that turns stones into gold. It can also send you to eighteen layers of hell.
Don't think that your N zeros are really earned by your own strength, if your name is hidden, you may need to start all over again. It's like those domestic stars who have become popular really come to Hollywood and find that they are nothing, and the movies they make are just mediocre. After a while, they finally returned to their homeland, because there were journalists who would promote them. Some celebrities are well aware of this, so they are most afraid that there will be no media attention, and they will make some trouble every once in a while, so that you will squeeze the threshold of her house.
Once J.K. Rowling publishes without this name, her work is just one of all the ugly ducklings, and after understanding this truth, she resolutely gave up her identity as a traditional writer and continued to devote herself to the fairy tale world created for her by the media. There, she's J.K. Rowling, and elsewhere, she's nothing.
The reality is so cruel.
The art world is no exception, there are many painters who are really alone in the house, but there are only a handful of people who can go to the flash, and they can come out of it, and they have to be packaged, and this role is naturally not lacking in the hard work of reporters. They are the little bees, working hard to pave the glorious avenue of stars for you. Let you turn around gorgeously here, smile, and sign.
So, wherever there is activity, there will be journalists. It wasn't the reporters themselves who came, but someone specially summoned them. Their charity dinner today will appear on the Internet later or at the same time.
That's what the organizers want to see.
The luxurious flower hall is luxuriously decorated, splendid and beautiful, with a performance stage in the center, on which a whole table of champagne is placed, and a circle of roses is decorated around. It is said that a well-known host was also hired to preside over the whole dinner this time. As for which program host it is, it's still a suspense.
The painters who have come are dressed in all kinds of clothes, Chinese, Western, alternative, bald, long hair and beard, all kinds of costumes, which also mark the different style characteristics of each person, so that you can see at a glance which person is in the crowd.
They talked in groups, they were gorgeously dressed, their smiles were tactful, their manners were graceful, and they did not hesitate to waste their tongues on each other's flattery. Of course, the waiter will be constantly weaving through the crowd with trays of tea cups, serving you drinks at the right time to moisten your throat.
When Zhuang Yousheng received the invitation, he hesitated, this charity dinner had nothing to do with him, and he didn't have so much money to donate, because the various publication remunerations had not yet arrived, and as a cultural figure, he was still embarrassed to ask Lin Motian. However, he is not in a hurry, in addition to the money he needs to buy a house, other expenses are still more than enough, but this charity, he feels a little inexplicable.
Exactly who the money will be donated to may only be known to the organizers. But to be honest, charity is just a trick to sensationalize, and it may be the ultimate goal to let these cultural people who have been in the house for a long time come out and walk around under the flashlight, so as not to be eroded by the damp mold of the study, which will affect the market value of his works.
But then I thought about it, I was idle in the studio anyway, so I might as well go out and walk around. It is not impossible to understand the situation in China. So he found a suit that he hadn't worn for a long time, which was purchased in the United States, and cost him a lot of money. However, as soon as this suit is put on, it makes him look like two people.
When I went out that day, I happened to meet my little nephew coming home, and when I saw him suddenly, I couldn't help but praise: Ho, uncle, you are handsome enough today.
Of course, this suit was hand-cut by a famous American tailor, which cost a lot of money and was naturally exquisitely crafted.
His praise seemed to give him a lot of courage and confidence. He hailed a car and went straight to the hotel.
He thought it was just a small charity gala, but before he arrived at the hotel, the taxi had been blocked a few blocks away, saying that it was impossible to get inside, and all luxury private cars occupied all the lanes. Zhuang Yousheng had to get out of the car and walk over.
Fortunately, he didn't walk a few steps before he heard someone honking the horn behind him, and he turned his head to see that it was Ms. Qin, the owner of a famous auction house, wearing a leather coat and a shawl with mink fur. She kindly invited Zhuang Yousheng to get into her car. He did not refuse. In the car, she tactfully talked about how they wanted to auction his paintings, wondering if he had any ideas.
Zhuang Yousheng faintly agreed. Let's go back and sort out the work.
The car scurried to the door of the hotel, and after they got out of the car, the driver drove to the garage, and the two of them slowly entered the lobby wrist-to-wrist, like a couple. He remembered that when he married a woman or a wife like this, her hand was gently placed on his arm, and they walked slowly, and a woman's youth was handed over to him. Since then, he has never been held by a woman like this in his life, and he actually felt dizzy.
Zhuang Yousheng straightened his waist, feeling a little nervous and excited, after all, this lively scene was the first time he had experienced it, and the photographers of those media had already shot on the side, and they were all the darlings under the camera. How long has he been waiting for this day?