"That's not what you said when you taught me back then, the old man has no conscience."

Tang Ning is the youngest junior sister.

She has been pampered by her brothers and sisters and agents of various galleries since she was a child.

Although he is not confused, there is still a squeamishness in his personality.

Among Cao Lao's several apprentices, only Tang Ning dared to talk to the teacher like this.

"I'm drawing a lot better than this Gu Weijing at the same age, don't you still keep urging me to concentrate?"

Tang Ning was a little unconvinced.

The painter should speak with his paintings,

When it comes to the level of Chinese painting, when she was eighteen or nine years old, she was already able to have a small booth of her own at her father's art exhibition.

"Suzhou and Hangzhou Culture Daily" has a master of Chinese painting to evaluate her at that time - "the color of brush and ink is magnificent, and there is a law for everyone".

This is not something that can be compared with Gu Weijing's level today.

"Teach students according to their aptitude."

Mr. Cao Xuan was not angry.

"Xiao Ning was born in a wealthy family of calligraphy and painting in the south of the Yangtze River. From the moment I picked up the brush, I grew up in the praise of outsiders and was overly arrogant, so I have been asking you to pay attention, rest assured, and concentrate. ”

He explained: "Gu Weijing was born in Southeast Asia, and his artistic environment since he was a child was not as good as yours. Painters who come out of small places are the most likely to lose their sharpness. No matter how he paints, this courage to dare to lift the pen makes me look up to him. ”

"I watched his paintings, and I have made great progress during this time, Lin Tao, you taught well."

Cao Lao praised it.

"It's because people learn it well, and there are many people I instruct, but there are few who can make such rapid progress."

Lin Tao did not take credit.

"It's just a teacher, if Gu Weijing can only paint to this extent, I think it's too early to try to integrate the style of gongbi oil painting for the time being."

Lin Tao hesitated for a moment and put forward his own thoughts: "I think what Senior Sister Tang Ning said is right, it should be said in eight or ten years." ”

"It doesn't matter, young people are not afraid to make mistakes. The Singapore Art Exhibition paints this style...... Actually, it's a plus point with a lot of ideas. ”

Cao Lao commented.

"But...... That's exactly what worries me. I don't think he'll be as good as Xiao Cui, who also follows this style in the next few years, and in many ways, maybe he should stop trying. ”

Lin Tao hesitated.

Although there is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts.

However, in the painter industry, the market value is indeed the first and second, and the gap is huge.

The smaller the number of painting styles,

The more so.

If the first Picasso is worth a hundred points in the eyes of collectors, then the second Picasso is not ninety-five points, but fifty points, thirty points, or even ten points, or five points.

The old man Qi Baishi said to his first son, Mr. Xu Linlu, the Bible of the painting world - "Those who learn from me live, and those who resemble me die".

That's what it means.

Artists have benchmarks for artists.

There are also benchmarks among the young new generation of painters.

Professor Lin Tao is worried that he will not be able to compare with Wu Guanzhong, Zao Wou-Ki and other old artists on the road of fusion painting.

He is also worried that Gu Weijing is on the same road, and he can't compare to Cui Xiaoming.

Artists can also rely on their decades of precipitation in art to engage in style dislocation to compete in the market.

Similar to Zao Wou-Ki is good at color, Wu Guanzhong is good at ink, and Zhu Naizheng is good at calligraphy.

The "Tao" of the painter is different.

When it comes to young painters,

To tell the truth that is not good, with their experience, they can draw the two styles clearly, and they can forcibly blend together.

Even if it's a young man.

As for the concept of art, this is too far from a young painter.

Since they are all the most basic Oriental Gongbi oil painting brush and ink fusion painting style,

If the same routine comes out, it is difficult to present different styles on the final picture.

It's not scary to hit the shirt, whoever is ugly is embarrassed.

It's the same with painting.

It may be difficult to compare an ordinary Chinese painting with another ordinary oil painting.

But with the same art track, there is a very intuitive ability to compare.

"It's not as good as that. What are you worried about? Xiao Gu has the courage to challenge, don't those of us who are elders have the temperament to tolerate his failure? ”

Cao Lao asked rhetorically.

"Teacher, I know you may not like to hear this, but you are the Taishan of Asian Dongxia art, and if your closed disciples are not as good as other people's children, there will always be gossip."

Professor Lin Tao quietly reminded.

Unknowingly,

has begun to seriously consider whether Gu Weijing is really possible to become his junior brother.

First, Gu Weijing's improvement during this period of time is indeed very amazing.

Second, Professor Lin Tao also realized that using this painting method to participate in the Singapore Art Exhibition is indeed a very thoughtful plus.

After all, there is no standard for completely objective evaluation of art.

Even if the probability is still not large, in case the organizing committee sees the right eye, give a "Outstanding Creativity Award", "Cutting-edge Style Award" This kind of small award is relatively watery,

It's not entirely impossible.

This is naturally what Gu Weijing wants, and it is also the best result that can be expected.

Even Cao Lao would not expect Gu Weijing to touch the main award of the art exhibition.

That's the field that only famous old painters are qualified to compete.

Basically, the works that can win the main prize of the International Biennale can be sold in major galleries for about six figures.

The unit is, of course, US dollars.

Even if you can only win a small prize, it is not difficult to become a millionaire with no worries about food and clothing by painting in this life.

But from the perspective of Cao Lao's closed disciples.

Millionaire......

Sorry, you're really not a.

People are more concerned about world-class influence.

The concern is whether you can become an unavoidable mountain in the history of art in a hundred years. Can she succeed Cao Lao, or even replace the original pinnacle of Asian art, Yayoi Kusama, the female artist with the highest market price in human history, and become the leader of the new generation of Asian art.

Those art critics with poisonous mouths don't care, what kind of family conditions Gu Weijing is, and what kind of family conditions Cui Xiaoming is.

Cao Lao's close disciples painted on the same subject matter, and they couldn't compare to other young painters.

It's really nice to say.

"Covered in copper stench."

Mr. Cao Xuan was a little angry.

"You're a painter, not an art speculator, what others say, what's your business! Looking ahead and looking backwards, timid, comparing fame, Billy, for fear that others will draw better than themselves, for fear that others will be more expensive than their own sales, and compare the peace in their hearts to the loss. Something that doesn't get angry. ”

Lin Tao looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and he could feel the anger of the little old man.

He smiled helplessly.

The painter is not a sage, and there are few who can be as detached as the old man.

He knew these words before, and the teacher didn't like to hear them.

But Lin Tao is the oldest disciple of Cao Lao, these "anti-ear advice", he doesn't say it, who will say?

"It's not entirely from a utilitarian point of view, it's been pressed by a painter of the same age, and it's not good for Xiao Gu to be angry." He was still persuading Cao Lao to order Gu Weijing to give up this art style.

This reason is not entirely Professor Lin Tao's excuse.

Although Cui Xiaoming is nearly ten years older than Gu Weijing.

If it is a sport that changes relatively quickly, such as sports, it may be two generations.

In the field of slow-paced painting, it is still in the category of painters of the same age.

Ten years of age, ten more years of painting experience, more than ten years of art experience.

What young painters lack most is experience.

Gu Weijing met Cui Xiaoming, even if this kid is very talented, which painter who may become famous has a bad talent?

In Lin Tao's view, it is likely to be crushed by the other party for a very long time in the future.

It doesn't matter once, twice.

If this is the case for a long time, the heart will be weakened.

A painter can no longer care about other people's gossip, but he can't help but trust his own brush.

"It's not as good as others, then learn, there's no shame." Cao Lao used the tone of the coffin as the final instruction for this discussion.

"If you don't even have the courage to paint, it's a shame."

……

It's morning in Germany.

Old Man Cao Xuan put his phone on the table and fell into deep thought.

"Elder Cao, this is the speech I have written, you can check it again. Next month's European International Art Congress, you'll be the finale behind Sir Brown, chairman of the Oil Painting art magazine, behind Gerhard Richter. ”

Assistant Lao Yang placed a printed version of the speech on the breakfast table in front of Cao Lao.

Before the news in the group of Cao Lao's doctors, they were discussing the annual European Art Festival, which will open in Munich in April.

This is a very important annual meeting of current politics and culture.

There will be a lot of artists in attendance.

When making a report at an important foreign conference, the opening speech is generally a government official of the organizer, and the later the report, the heavier the report.

The annual European International Art Congress,

The opening speech will be attended by the Austrian Chancellor in person, and among the cultural figures who appeared, Cao Lao came in second.

surpassed the head of the old art magazine "Oil Painting", and was second only to Gerhard Richter.

Richter and Cao Lao are almost the same generation, and are known as the most expensive artists in the world, and there have been some gossip that a famous mustache liked Richter's work very much.

Considering Richter's age, the probability that the mustache was a fan of Richter, who was still very young, is actually not very high, and it should be the nonsense of the lace art tabloid.

Market price...... It's hard to say that the most expensive is the top five.

It can't compare to the Fed's money printing machine, which is still glorious even if it fails.

"Old Cao? Do you want to take a break? ”

After Lao Yang saw Cao Lao replying to the WeChat message, he was obviously a little distracted and reminded him.

"Hmm...... You can find Cui Xuanyou's phone number for me. ”

Cao Lao's fingers tapped lightly on the table and ordered.

"It's Da Cui, Teacher Cui Xuanyou?"

Lao Yang asked while looking for the number in the address book of his mobile phone.

"Yes, that's him."

Cao Lao nodded.

Lao Yang, who is also an artist living in Germany, did not have much trouble finding the other party's number, and the phone was quickly dialed.

"Who?"

A middle-aged man asked in German.

"Mr. Cui Xuanyou, is that right? I'm Cao Xuan. ”

Cao Lao said into the telephone microphone.

There was an obvious pause on the other end of the phone, and then there was a bit of restraint in his tone: "It's Mr. Cao, fortunately, fortunately." ”

"Yes, I have a child here who is learning to draw and wants to participate in this year's Singapore Art Biennale. Cheeky wants you to point out his work, I don't know if it's okay. You may be more professional than I am in this area. ”

Cao Lao asked politely.

"Want me? Oh...... Of course, he's in Germany, I'll leave you the address of my studio. Cui Xuanyou's tone was obviously a little confused.

But he immediately agreed without hesitation.

If Cao Lao is a world-class artist who jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements.

Sakai Issei, Lin Tao, Tang Ning and other painters can be regarded as first-class, belonging to a high international reputation and a certain degree of popularity, but the main influence is still limited to one continent.

So this is Cui Xuanyou, who can probably only belong to the second-tier famous painters.

Probably the weaker category of the artists represented by top galleries like Gagosian is of the lower standard.

There are some collectors who like his works, and his works of art can be sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

That's all.

In the eyes of ordinary painters, this is of course also a great painter floating in the sky.

However, it is a bit far from Cao Lao's coffee position.

"He's not in Germany, I'll send a picture of his painting to your mailbox, you can help you take a look."

I won't just go to school.

This is not just a rhetoric.

Cao Lao finally decided to ask Cui Xuanyou, who could train his son to be the first person in the younger generation to paint and fuse painting.

Cao Lao knew how to paint, but he mainly followed the direction of specialization in Chinese painting.

A lot of things like painting are experiential.

At least, Cao Lao believes that on the basis of teaching children the experience of integrating Eastern and Western painting techniques, his own experience is definitely not as good as Cui Xuanyou, who has a successful case and has trained his son.

People who have had similar experiences, if they can take care of it, they will be able to avoid many detours.

Lao Yang had already sent the photo of Gu Weijing's painting to the mailbox at this time.

He understood what was going on, looked at Cao Lao with a tangled expression, and opened his mouth to say something.

Cao Lao waved his hand.

Lao Yang had to sigh.

The phone call made by Cao Lao is much heavier than the sentence "You are better than me" he said to Gu Weijing at the beginning.

Old man Cao Xuan asked me for advice, what a face this is, what a big favor this is.

The art world is Vanity Fair,

It is said that the teacher is like the father.

How many teachers in the world are willing to do this for their disciples who have not yet started?

Don't talk about teachers,

Some artists who are a little indifferent to family affection, your father may not pull down his face to beg for help.

"Wait a minute, I'll turn on the computer."

Cui Xuanyou was also obviously a little dizzy by the pie that fell from the sky, and his tone revealed excitement.

"Wait, it's a fusion painting."

When he saw the documents in the computer mailbox, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and his tone immediately became vigilant.

"You said it's a young man, how old is he?"

"Gu Weijing, he should only be seventeen years old this year." Cao Lao said softly.

"He wants to try to blend the style of painting, and I know that your son Cui Xiaoming is doing a good job in this regard, so I would like to ask you for some guidance."

The other side was silent for a few more seconds.

(End of chapter)