In a dimly lit room, the light of the scented candle is the only source of light in the room.

The exquisitely decorated room was filled with a faint fragrance of roses, Chen Li'an hugged Gong Li and leaned on the bed, the silky white duvet covered the bodies of the two, revealing only a trace of spring.

"Do you want to sign that manager contract?" Gong Li leaned on Chen Li'an's shoulder and asked.

Chen Li'an turned his head to look at Gong Li and said, "Sign, Song Huaigui said that she is very professional, and the contract is also very good." ”

The reason for deciding to sign the contract is actually very simple, Chen Li'an also wants to realize his talent through Ji Fa, and artists always have to eat.

Without the help of professional people, it is very difficult for an artist to get ahead, especially if he wants to become a well-known artist internationally.

There are thousands of painters, and there are a few capable art managers, and only Ji Fa is willing to sign a contract with Chen Li'an.

Gong Li did not interfere with Chen Li'an's decision, and after hearing that he was willing to sign a contract, he hesitated and said: "Do you want to open an art exhibition in the future, the painting you painted for me..."

"That's for you, I'm not going to come back and put it on display." Chen Li'an interrupted Gong Li's words and patted her thin waist.

Gong Li nodded when she heard this, and then said with a smile: "If you become famous in the future, will this painting be very valuable?" ”

"Then I'll have to wait until I'm dead." Chen Li'an said speechlessly.

Gong Li rolled her eyes, slapped Chen Li'an, and said angrily: "What are you talking about!" ”

In modern society, if a painting wants to become valuable, it must be hyped, even if Chen Li'an becomes a well-known painter, not every painting will be valuable, if Gong Li collects this painting by himself, if he wants to become valuable, he really has to wait for Chen Li'an to hang up.

An artist who is dead is a valuable artist.

Chen Li'an smelled the faint fragrance of roses, a little sleepy, hugged Gong Li and said softly: "It's not early, let's rest." ”

"Hmm." Gong Li changed her comfortable posture, leaned on Chen Li'an's chest and slowly closed her eyes.

The room suddenly fell silent, but this quiet time was a little short, and the sound of the two of them talking came from the room again.

"Aren't you going to sleep? How to move again. ”

"Who made you rub around, I'm not sleepy now."

"Blame me... What are you doing with stockings? ”

"Sister, I like the way you look in stockings, it's sexy."

“... You've torn all three..."

The next morning, the weather was still a little gloomy, only a ray of sunlight passed through the dark clouds, just like Gong Li's torn black silk legs last night.

It looked like it was going to snow, so Chen Li'an wrapped his scarf tightly and left Gong Li's house to go to the National Art Museum of China to continue his film exhibition.

Today is the fourth day of the film festival, and the number of people who come to see the exhibition is not so large, but Chen Li'an still and the group of old people are still seriously completing this performance art.

There were not many people in the exhibition hall, and when Xu Jinglei walked into the exhibition hall, Chen Li'an saw it at a glance.

Xu Jinglei has been coming to see the exhibition for three consecutive days, and Chen Li'an is very curious if this girl is in a panic.

Film festivals and performance art are shocking the first time, a lot of thinking the second time, and nothing at all the third time.

It stands to reason that it is rare for anyone to see an exhibition for three days in a row, unless the work here is highly admired.

It's just that according to Chen Li'an's observation, Xu Jinglei doesn't pay much attention to the works, but often observes herself.

In the quiet exhibition hall, Xu Jinglei stood in the distance and looked at Chen Li'an, thinking that Chen Li'an's performance must be hurried over later, and she would not miss it like yesterday.

Thinking that the phone call last night didn't get through, Xu Jinglei was a little frustrated, who would have thought that Chen Li'an was not at home.

Originally, I wanted to play mystery by talking on the phone, and then meet it in reality. Now it seems that it is better to play a straight ball, maybe Chen Li'an likes to be more direct.

With such an idea, Xu Jinglei didn't want to continue to play with literature and art, so she would get to know her first and then think of other ways.

As time passed, the morning performance ended quickly, Chen Li'an walked out of the glass cabinet in the middle of the venue, looked at the few audience members who came around, smiled and chatted a few words, and was ready to leave.

He is still in a hurry to find Ji Fa, and the signing of the contract must be decided as soon as possible.

Xu Jinglei found the opportunity to come over and stop Chen Li'an, but Chen Li'an, who had noticed her a long time ago, silently turned a corner, changed directions and left quickly.

For this famous talented woman in the entertainment industry, Chen Li'an has no idea of deep friendship, even if the twenty-one-year-old Xu Jinglei is very good-looking.

Xu Jinglei stood on tiptoe and found that Chen Li'an's figure had disappeared into the crowd again, so she stomped her foot angrily, why did she run away for him again!

Chen Li'an, who left the art museum, didn't know what Xu Jinglei's purpose was for approaching him, but he was not curious, if Jiang Qingqing approached him like this, then he would definitely not run.

People are like this sometimes, those who don't have eyes don't want to say a word, Xu Jinglei belongs to Chen Li'an who doesn't have eyes.

Also in Maxim, Chen Li'an and Ji Fa met again, but this time Bai Qing was also there.

Seeing Bai Qing and Ji Fa sitting together, talking and laughing, Chen Li'an immediately became vigilant in his heart, suspecting that Bai Qing might not know that Ji Fa was a player.

Chen Li'an sat down next to him quietly and said hello to them, Bai Qing turned his head to look at Chen Li'an and leaned over, still habitually sniffing his nose on Chen Li'an.

It's just that this time Bai Qing smelled some strange questions, his expression became cold, and he leaned back to Ji Fa's side.

Chen Li'an lowered his head and smelled it, there was a faint fragrance of roses on his coat, and after a whole night in a room with aromatherapy, his clothes were naturally inevitably contaminated with some smells.

Ji Fa looked at Bai Qing and Chen Li'an with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then took the initiative to speak: "Thinking about signing a contract?" ”

Glancing at Bai Qing, who didn't want to deal with himself, Chen Li'an turned his gaze to Ji Fa and said, "Well, if you think about it, you can sign a contract today." ”

"Then do you want to be a partner with Bai Qing? Be a duo artist. Ji Fa asked again.

Chen Li'an glanced at Bai Qing, worried that this girl would be attacked by Ji Fa, so he said, "Of course, but I don't know what Bai Qing thinks." ”

Bai Qing turned his head and glanced at Chen Li'an, the coldness in his eyes disappeared, and he said lightly: "Of course, otherwise I won't come today." ”

Ji Fa obviously knew Bai Qing's choice for a long time, took out a new contract from his bag, handed it to Chen Li'an and said, "Then let's sign it now." ”

Chen Li'an took the new contract and read it carefully, and didn't find any changes from the previous one, so he signed his name.

After signing the contract, Ji Fa said with some excitement: "In order to celebrate your signing, how about I have a treat today?" ”

"No problem."

After the three of them finished ordering, when the red wine came up, they picked up the glass and touched it, and the iron triangle of the future art world was officially established at this moment.

After drinking the wine in the cup, Ji Fa looked at Chen Li'an and said: "You both have to participate in the Venice Biennale in June next year, as your first shot in the international art world, but before that, you must have new works." ”

Chen Li'an nodded, looked at Bai Qing and asked, "Have you created recently, do you have any new inspirations?" ”

"I'm inspired, but I'm not started yet." Bai Qing paused after speaking, looked at Chen Li'an and asked, "But it conflicts with the artistic concept shown in your film festival." ”

Chen Li'an shook his head and said, "I haven't formed my own theory yet, and I'm still figuring it out, but I do have some new ideas recently, and I'll talk to you after dinner." ”

Ji Fa asked curiously, "What do you think of it and tell me?" ”

Bai Qing was also curious, she didn't have the slightest doubt about Chen Li'an's talent, and she wanted to know what different perspective he had.

Chen Li'an put down the cup in his hand, looked at them and said, "I want to combine photography and oil painting to make a group of Chinese-style installation art." ”

Ji Fa frowned slightly and asked, "Pictorial photography?" ”

"No, I said that it is installation art, and the point is that the combination is not imitation painting and painting, which is fundamentally different from painting."