Chapter 408: Tang Ning's Request

Journalists are born to chase big news.

They dream of being like a real superhero, going deep alone, rushing into the layers of fog and digging up earth-shattering news.

Uncover the secret evil research of the U.S. Air Force in the Nevada desert and infiltrate the scene of the underground black market to enrich uranium yellowcake trade......

If you can't find a picture of an alien in a green leather suit or an arms dealer smuggling nuclear facilities, it's a good idea to expose Epstein's sexual assault scandal.

Raised the spy camera and shot wildly, then waved his sleeves and walked away without looking back.

Since then, he has become famous, walked to the pinnacle of life, incarnated as a legendary monument on the page of news textbooks, and was revered and yearned for by his younger students, living a life of giving speeches around the world every day and driving a Porsche.

It would be better if there were Hollywood investors and producers who could use themselves as prototypes to make a commercial film about a lone hero against the world.

It's beautiful to think about when you sleep.

Reporter William was twenty years old and slept drooling in the lecture hall of Columbia University's journalism school, and he even wrote to the director when the time came, suggesting who to invite to play him.

Leonardo is not his type, Tom is a little too handsome but a little unreal, it is best to Brad Pitt or Matt Damon to play such a connotative role of himself.

Of course, it is not unacceptable to invite a black actor to play him out of the perspective of attacking the Oscars and political correctness.

But at least it had to be Denzel Washington, or Will Smith, who slapped the scandal.

The ideal is very full, but the reality is cruel.

After graduating, reporter William, who was pressed to the ground by society and smacked his mouth wide, quickly recognized the reality that being an investigative reporter or war correspondent is really a matter of life.

And the financial journalists and the art paparazzi.

The most exciting thing that can be exposed to in daily life is just in front of the traffic light, seeing Miss Qianjin's GLS driving by, my heart is horizontal, and I twist my butt on the front bumper of someone's piano paint, and I beg for an interview opportunity pitifully.

The life of a spy is nothing more than going in the dark, at the risk of being beaten by the doorman, sneaking into the trash can next to the artist's London apartment, rummaging through used condoms, and then commenting on it.

So.

William was quite understanding, and his colleagues rushed towards the venue with all their might, just to be able to take a close-up photo of Hunter Bull a second earlier.

Change the previous one.

He's already about to start rushing.

Isn't it for this scene that I insist on running every day in the university gym?

That's Elvis Presley Boole.

Some news, like the young lady dancing on stage in a bikini at a college party, is inherently destined to draw everyone's attention with shortness of breath.

Compared to the condom model at the door of the star's house.

The combination of Boole and Oil Painting magazine is such a hot news topic.

However.

William did not compete with all his peers for the news flow that this news could bring.

He cheated.

If a person opens the hanging, it is very boring to grab the exposure of these three melons and two dates here.

William came with a nuclear bomb in his backpack, not the kind intended to assassinate the president, but a nuclear bomb in journalism.

Long before the official opening of the annual meeting, the invisible crown of the king of news was already on his head.

He knows what the really big news is.

The detailed press release was lying in his backpack.

Compared to this news, even the marriage between Boole and "Oil Painting" will be set off like a news dessert that casually glances at the TV after dinner like the Kardashian sisters and NBA players.

An hour and a half later.

All art practitioners in the world.

It would be like studying the American Declaration of Independence, holding a magnifying glass and studying every punctuation mark he typed word by word.

Read this verse.

William looked at the contempt and ridicule in the eyes of the buddy next to him, and he was not angry at all.

It turned out to be a little sympathetic and lonely.

He felt sympathy for himself as if he had seen the busy scramble for news that was not very important.

And because of such important news, you can just make a phone call, and it is too easy to get and lonely.

"The news dog that plays insider information is hateful, and it's ...... It's so cool. ”

William subconsciously wanted to pull a cigarette out of his pocket and smoke.

Immediately realized that he was not a guest with a special passage, and the whole venue of the New Art Center was non-smoking, whether it was e-cigarettes or lighters, all of them were confiscated during the security check.

He shrugged.

Regretfully, he walked into the inside of the venue, ready to re-check the news he had rushed out all night.

According to the agreement he had made with Miss Yelena.

The non-disclosure agreement was maintained until the end of Sir Brown's speech.

He was authorized by the editor-in-chief.

The moment the heir of the Elena family takes the podium, his press release makes the headlines on the website of The Brokerage Critic and on the app.

Behind him, there was the loud sound of high heels clattering across the marble floor.

William and the reporter buddies next to him turned their heads in the direction of the sound almost at the same time.

PRADA'S EMBROIDERED DUKE'S DRESS, VACHERON CONSTANTIN'S MINUTE REPEATER MECHANICAL WATCH, AND ELEGANT AND FEMININE JIMMY CHOO HEELS ARE NOT VISIBLE ON THE WRIST, BUT THEY SHOULD BE FROM THE ALASKAN RUBY HAND-DESIGNED BY A WELL-KNOWN JEWELRY CRAFTSMAN, AND A CLASSIC BLACK AND GOLD POUCH FROM HERMÈS IN THE 80S......

His years at Columbia University were not entirely spent sleeping.

The fashion appreciation class was even a compulsory course in journalism that William attended.

Journalists are public figures and need to know how to dress in front of the camera.

It is also necessary to be able to quickly determine the social status and financial status of the interviewee from a person's clothing brand in a few seconds.

Something like Anna Yelena.

William's knowledge of fashion appreciation is a little insufficient, because her clothes are not trendy, and when they met in the car, the other party's clothes from head to toe did not have any trademarks, and the fabrics were mostly pure cashmere, which was the kind that was rumored to be the favorite of the classical Old Money family.

William only knows that at first glance, ordinary people will even think that it is a little ordinary when they look at it, and the whole set must be super expensive.

As for how expensive, he has no idea.

I only listened to the journalism teacher who taught the lecture and said that some of the top tailors in Europe were not even open to the public.

The media has gossiped about a similar cashmere coat by media mogul Murdoch, which was made to order in a store around Savile Row in London, and the tailor gave a quotation of 210,000 euros plus the fabric.

Fortunately.

This is probably the style worn by the guests, and William can still easily recognize it.

He made a mental assessment and knew that this was a big man.

The outfit is elegant and sophisticated, and the clothes are very good.

That's not the point.

The key is that after this set of dresses, the market price is almost as good as a BMW 5 Series sedan.

Except for the Vacheron Constantin watch.

It should be as big as two BMW 7 Series cars on its own.

The woman gracefully walked through the VIP passage separated by a red ribbon next to the media entrance, and William couldn't help but stare at her side for a long time.

This is a woman who is not beautiful and very beautiful, a woman who is not young and very young.

Although this description sounds a little strange.

But she just gives outsiders this kind of perception, in terms of appearance, her chin is a little round, in the Eastern or Western aesthetics, this is not a woman who can be described as a beauty.

The appearance is mediocre and the appearance is mediocre.

But no matter what, you just can't put the label of "mediocre middle-aged aunt" on her in your heart.

Just like the N and S poles of a magnet are always at opposite ends.

She has an awe-inspiring and proud aura on her body, so strong that her age and appearance can't restrain her, even though there are light wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but she still has a faint girlish feeling.

"That should be Downing......"

No need to ask anyone.

Reporter William immediately matched this face with a thunderous name in his heart.

This month's hot news in the art world is the European Art Annual Conference.

So before this month, the focus of the entire high-end art circle was all focused on the woman who entered the venue through the VIP passage.

Cao Xuan's closed disciple is also the most valuable disciple.

If only William wouldn't even recognize this big guy.

He didn't mess around.

What is the quarrel about the detective cat, that is, the jubilant on the Internet.

Not to mention that the detective cat is an illustrator, her worth may not even be a fraction of Downing's.

The difference in status between Detective Cat and Downing is the same as the difference in status between Downing and her teacher, Cao Xuan, or that Hunter Bull.

It all sounds well-known.

People who don't know much about the serious art world even think that the detective cat is more famous because of the YouTube Internet celebrity's video.

But the three have never been creators of the same dimension at all.

Difference Between Joker and Master.

"yes, that's her. Cao Xuan's closed disciple, the popular fried chicken among Asian female painters. Not to mention her teacher, she herself is also a top ten painter in the venue. The people who can come here today are all fairy characters. ”

The reporter buddies next to him also immediately recognized the identity of this noble woman.

"Now there are no other reporters here, you say I ran over and shouted, will she stop and ask me a question?"

The reporter's brother hesitated in place for a moment, thinking that people should ignore him, and thinking of the bright stars in the venue at this moment, he sighed softly regretfully.

"Forget it, brother, there's not much hope, this opportunity is given to you."

He patted William on the shoulder, said a true and false word, and hurried towards the venue.

William didn't really run over.

He came with a mission, and Miss Elena's mission was the most important news of the day, and the only important responsibility.

Bystanders.

It didn't matter at all in William's mind.

He just stood there and watched as the Asian female master disappeared into the VIP entrance to the main venue.

Somehow.

He felt that this noble master of art seemed to have a sense of incongruity.

It seems that he thinks the other party ...... A little angry.

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Downing was furious.

She loved the feeling of the most important person in the scene, the moment when the flashing lights flickered like daylight for her, the crowd rushing towards her, all the microphones reaching out to her, everyone shouting his name, begging her to look back like a pug.

And now.

Getting out of the VIP car, because of Hunter Bull's sensational appearance, there was not even a reporter waiting to interview her.

Don't get me wrong.

She wasn't interested in stopping, and she wasn't going to waste her precious time giving away questions to the outside reporters.

However, whether she is interested or not is one thing.

Whether or not they will be chased and surrounded like a big star is a completely different matter.

From the time she was twenty years old.

From the day she became a blockbuster at the Magic Capital Art Exhibition, this feeling has always surrounded her.

To be precise, long before her official debut, after the early morning when she became Cao Xuan's youngest disciple, she was an artistic genius with unlimited prospects in the eyes of the media every minute and every second.

Twenty years later.

Whether it is the mainland of Dongxia or the Xiangjiang River and the treasure island.

Overseas Europe, North America.

She will always be the most talked about.

The sought-after of galleries, the infinite scenery of exhibitions, and the solo exhibitions in the centuries-old art galleries of Florence...... She fell asleep with the reporters' films, and all the good things came one after another as scheduled.

This month, her interview will be featured on the cover of Oil Painting magazine.

It should have been the pinnacle of Downing's glory, and the spotlight of the world should be shining for her, and she will enter the world's great painters at this iconic time.

But

This feeling of emptiness and no one cares clearly tells Downing that she is not so important here.

She returned to become the scholarly disciple with a long history in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, a little girl with braids who was not very valued by her parents in the third place.

The journalist said.

She can probably be ranked in the top ten in the entire guest list.

To put it another way.

This also means that at this moment, in the main venue of this art museum, there are many big artists with full hands, and each of them has a similar status to her, or even more important than her.

She hated it to the extreme.

Someday.

She will become the undisputed queen of the art circle, the head of the Oriental Painting Sect, and the most important female artist in the history of human art.

More than Miss Mary of Impressionism, more than Yayoi Kusama of Pop Art, more than what "Elvis" Boole.

More than all of these.

Include......

Her teacher, Cao Xuan.

As for Gu Weijing's little guy, Tang Ning didn't pay much attention to it anymore, she was like the singer civilization who had already thrown the two-phase foil into the solar system.

Whether the insects are destroyed or not, she doesn't care.

Tang Ning had more important things to do, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number casually.

"I want to be sure that my next month's exhibition in London will be mentioned by the teacher in the closing speech, right?"

(End of chapter)