It's hard to take it back.

Downing watched the overflowing headlights fade away from Salzburg's old buildings, but she finally didn't say anything, telling the driver to turn around.

When she was 12 years old, she watched her teacher hold an exhibition, and the flash light came through the surging sea of people.

Everyone is shouting the teacher's name, as if the world is revolving around you.

At that moment, Tang Ning saw what kind of scenery a top artist can live.

That kind of scene instantly planted a core of dreams that kept germinating in her young heart.

now

She had long been acquainted with the glory and the reports that came together, and the spotlight for her twinkling days.

Tang Ning thought that the jujube pit in his heart had grown into a big tree.

Even for a moment occasionally, Tang Ning felt that Cao Xuan's status, not to mention that she could reach it by stretching out her hand and tiptoeing, at least it was no longer unattainable, and she could vaguely see her back.

Maybe it's just your own efforts.

In another ten years, at most twenty years, Cao Xuan may still be able to get to today's position.

Available at this moment.

As the convoy from "Oil Painting" sped away behind her.

Tang Ning understood very clearly that thirty years later, she was still just a small shrub under a huge redwood in front of her teacher.

The art field is a winner-takes-all place.

It's worth tens of millions.

Ranked in the top 50 in the world, or in the top 30.

But what really affects the world and determines the trend of the times will only be the names of a few and the most important big names.

Sir Brown was, Gagosian was, Miss Anna Elena was, and so did her teacher Cao Xuan.

But Downing wasn't.

So she can only be like a dandelion, drifting with the wind and clouds.

Because she's still not important enough.

There are only a few seats that can sit at the table and decide what to serve tonight.

In front of these people, there is no essential difference between being worth thirty or three hundred, they are just names on the menu, not players who enjoy a gluttonous feast, at most she just sprinkles a little more gold leaf on the "plating".

Today.

The deep gap in status was once again clearly displayed in front of her.

And Tang Ning once again became the little girl who looked up at the teacher's back with envy.

"This position must be mine, and no one else can take it away."

When she inherits Cao Lao's position, this will all be her thing.

After seeing the endless scenery of the teacher, how could Tang Ning put this position to people.

How can she allow others to stretch out their paws towards her splendid art?

"Thousands of rocks compete for beauty, and thousands of ravines compete for the stream."

Tang Ning read word by word, as if he wanted to chew this sentence and swallow it into his stomach.

"Boy, you won't understand. This sentence is said well, it is good in a competition for words, and it is also in a competition for words. Want to fight with me? She pulled out her phone, hesitated, and began to edit the text message.

[There is a work that I hope to participate in the Singapore Art Exhibition, I think, you may be interested in "following" it? It should be-]

"If you want to win the award, wait for the next life."

Tang Ning looked at the text sent out on the screen of his mobile phone and pursed his lips and sneered.

——

"We've set aside 60 minutes for recording, and the shownote list of highlights has been passed to you, Editor-in-Chief Elena...... My colleagues in the buying department hope that you can leave a little more time for Cao Xuan's future planning...... We've given you a standard interview focus, but the media noticed that Cao Xuan went to Yangon earlier this year to participate in a mural project, would he choose to spend his later years like Matisse for the creation of murals in churches or temples? And ......"

The middle-aged aunt-like person is sitting in the co-pilot's seat, holding a pen, checking the work list in the same way.

Since Anna's return to the magazine.

Between her and Sir Brown, there seemed to be a polite and very subtle restraint on both sides.

Sir Brown was at ease as his chairman.

Anna is at ease as her new column manager.

After Sir Brown solemnly published in front of the press a correction of the misconception of the Muse's plan, and personally apologized to Miss Elena at the reception.

It seems that things have turned a page.

It's just what it looks like on the surface.

It is as if there is a thin bamboo strand with weights hanging from both ends, maintaining a fragile balance.

All kinds of people are treacherous, and there are knives hidden in their smiles, and they are countless tiny aphids lying on silk threads, gnawing on the already extremely fine fibers.

Everyone knows that the bamboo silk will definitely collapse at a certain point in time, and a new round of internal palace fighting is coming.

But before that moment really comes.

Everyone is still in this strange atmosphere, and everything is fine.

News reporting tends to follow one principle.

Fields that are closer to the torrent of power are easy to become famous, such as investigative journalists in current affairs, and fields that are closer to the torrent of money are easy to make money.

Art publications are a little bit more involved in both, and are more inclined to the latter.

Many people have misconceptions about the day-to-day work of an editor in an art magazine or a fashion magazine.

thinks that their daily work is to sit in the first class cabin to run the world's major shows and art exhibitions.

Wear evening dresses to a cocktail party, dinner party under a crystal chandelier.

Invite popular celebrities to connect with some brands, do marketing, and privately ride and play ball with sports superstars like James or Hamilton, or some European earl.

It's just drunk and gold-obsessed, don't want it, it's cool to fly.

In fact......

It seems that this is indeed the case.

Whether you are a critic or an artist, the art-related industry is a place where the Matthew effect is very obvious.

The life of a small editor and a small reporter in the industry is actually quite volatile.

Except for the occasional free luxury to wear, the salary is slightly higher than average, and it's no different from the average journalism office worker.

It's about the same as the per capita income of financial newspapers.

But he can become the column editor-in-chief of leading magazines such as "VOGUE" and "Oil Painting".

If you don't want to be a Galeries Lafayette, Coco Chanel.

Working hours can really be spent in "eating, drinking, and merrymaking".

365 days a year, I can't wait to attend 300 high-class drinking parties, and throw thousands of invitations and invitations that girls on Instagram dream of in the trash.

But if you don't want to be just a free-spirited transitional figure, you want to exercise the power in your hands perfectly and create your own "governing" style.

The work immediately became overworked.

The visual art column of Oil Painting Magazine is the most important department of the magazine, and it is also the largest department.

It is responsible for interviews with well-known artists, summarizing art trends, tracking large-scale art exhibitions, talking about industry trends with the art directors of various galleries, text, audio and video columns.

There are also projects in the cross-border field with fashion and trendy toys, etc.

During the European Art Annual Conference, there are many supporting activities.

Major art museums in Austria will hold special exhibitions of special art.

Oil Painting Magazine will also have a special interview with the participants who have attracted the most attention from the outside world at this annual meeting.

The project was the tone that Sir Brown had set a few months earlier.

The annual meeting was open, and he himself became the most watched news figure, or the villain, which must have been something that Jazz never expected.

But after Anna took over.

I felt that there was nothing wrong with the arrangement of this project, so I continued to check the scheduled schedule and came to interview Mr. Cao Xuan today.

Record a podcast by the way.

This podcast is not about "Mr. Sloth's Art Salon", but "Beyond the Paper."

It is the official podcast section of the magazine.

Updated every Monday.

There are nearly 3 million subscribers on Apple Podcasts, and third-party subscription platforms such as Spotify, Google Podcasts, and Castbox should add up to similar numbers.

Paid monthly topics alone can generate tens of millions of euros in subscription revenue every year.

In a niche field like art, having a few million followers is no easier than Mr. Hyperion's YouTube followers.

It is undoubtedly the world's most authoritative and widely available art audio program.

It must be admitted.

No matter from any angle or any form of media, Oil Painting Magazine is a unique and almost "monopoly" giant media in the industry.

That's why Sir Brown thinks that even if he knows it's not going to work, Anna will agree to come back as a column manager.

Credibility and authority need to be verified over time to be convincing enough.

It's the culmination of generations.

Even if Miss Elena receives more attention, no matter how good her image is, the return of starting from scratch is far from being comparable to the huge benefit of being able to get the magazine back in the palm of her hand.

"Cao Xuan."

Someone pronounced the name.

Quiet in the dark, Rolls-Royce is known for its excellent sound insulation, and although it is equipped with a powerful V12's twelve-cylinder naturally aspirated engine, it is not the same road as a restless and roaring supercar.

Manufacturer declares.

Even at 100 mph, their VIP passengers could hear every minute note of the Little Symphony played by the Cleveland Orchestra.

It's like hearing the quiet wind of the Bohemian plains pass by your ears.

The side face of the young woman on the reading lamp is also as smooth as a quiet jade, as if it is slightly cool to the touch.

She closed her eyes.

Anna arranged the interviews in her mind and went through them one by one, recalling in her mind the life of Cao Xuan that she had read when she had compiled the materials.

From birth to growth.

Beijing, the magic capital, Paris to study abroad, and then return to China...... She and Cao Xuan didn't have a lot of intersections before, but the closest ones were the short stairs at the opening ceremony of this annual meeting.

But Miss Elena is familiar with Cao Xuan's life past.

In preparation for this interview.

She also watched two documentaries about Cao Xuan at double speed in the car, one from the local perspective of Yang Ma and the other from the overseas perspective of French TF1 TV.

With the volume of "Oil Painting", it may mean that it is not difficult for the oil painting official to interview some top painting masters.

But the brilliance of the interview is still a very technically difficult thing.

It's not that there hasn't been a business trip in history.

In the issue of interviewing Hunter Bull in 05, the reader's evaluation was that he didn't know what to do, and there were peer media interviews with Picasso in history, but he was sued by others, and they were all happy to be repeatedly mentioned by later generations.

It's not necessarily that the interviewer isn't professional enough.

It's that the masters of art have a strange personality and are super difficult to serve.

OK.

Anna had the impression that this Oriental master was quite gentle and kind, and it should not be so difficult to contact.

But even so.

It's hard to think that talk shows won't degenerate into mediocrity.

Because of this kind of top master, when people became famous, her father was not born yet.

Lived in the spotlight for half his life.

The list goes on and on.

What can be reported has been reported by predecessors hundreds or thousands of times, and I can't wait to even pick my nostrils with which finger I like to use, and I have been captured by the paparazzi.

Can't be reported.

Why are people willing to talk to you?

Just because it's "Oil Painting"?

No, it's not enough, it's not enough.

There is too much homogeneous content, so even for "Oil Painting", it is difficult to dig out different content in just one hour of interview.

Anna knows.

Sir Brown was in his chairman's office, staring at her silently with playful eyes.

Anna had read this detailed list of questions in her hand.

If there is a problem, there will certainly be no problem.

Even if Sir Brown were to plant a landmine for her, this kind of small means of covering accidents would be too low-level.

Contrary.

According to the content of this outline, there will definitely be no problems, it is stable, not good or bad, which is completely in line with the bearing of a large media like "Oil Painting", and it is also the keynote of Sir Brown's media over the years.

But she believed.

Sir Brown must have smiled in his heart.

"Look, little Anna, I've said it all, I'm a professional in art criticism. Even if you become a column manager, can anything change? It's still my marionette, isn't it?"

Sir Brown is a very, very good man who knows what to do and can change it.

He conscientiously summed up the two experiences of the live broadcast of the board of directors and the opening ceremony of the annual meeting, and realized that the reason why he made such a big basket was-

Speaking on stage, in terms of incitement, he is not Anna's opponent at all.

Compared to Miss Elena, he is too immature.

How to deal with the people, how to make speeches, the Elena family has been in this industry for hundreds of years.

If it weren't for the fact that the emperor was gone.

Anna was born in England, and she is a hereditary member of the House of Lords who is a very standard House of Lords.

Sir Brown thinks he has to respect the experts.

If you can't play, you can't play.

On the other hand, when it comes to how to deal with artists "properly", I'm sorry, if Sir Brown is not an expert, no one would dare to call himself an expert.

Miss Elena is in her early twenties.

Sir Brown was at the helm of the visual section of Oil Painting magazine before he was older than Anna.

He had to pull Anna into the professional realm and use what he did best to defeat the other party.

(End of chapter)