The list of tens of thousands of art practitioners who receive subsidies from the New Era Program of Oil Painting magazine almost encompasses the cornerstone of the development of the entire industry in the next two decades.

From trendy toys to avant-garde art.

From researcher to creator.

From teachers and outstanding students who have just entered the industry, to contracted painters of major galleries, to researchers of museums and art galleries......

They are not as beautiful as the super artists who are in the real spotlight.

But they are also the largest, largest and most powerful people in the entire art industry.

As you can see from this project, Sir Brown's ambitions are really big.

"I see."

Gu Weijing crossed his hands, put them on his knees, and nodded.

From the announcement of the Marsh Gallery introduced by Gu Tongxiang, you can hear that Sir Brown is ambitious, ambitious, and soft...... Almost all the elements of a politician who has achieved great things are satisfied.

Just a few weeks.

The chairman of the oil painting seems to have received some kind of guidance.

He fell from a place one step away from the throne of power, but in doing so, he carefully absorbed the most moving part of Miss Elena's oratory strategy.

Go and stand with the majority.

He wanted to rule the entire art industry and become the one who sat on the throne of the "Pope".

Therefore, do not hesitate to open your arms and embrace every low-level "priest".

Sir Brown evolved into a more down-to-earth and more difficult version.

It's a scary change...... It can even be said that this kind of learning ability, putting aside the difference in personal positions, makes Gu Weijing feel respected.

But.

Sir Brown is great.

Gu Weijing still felt that it was unnecessary, and thwarted his old man's ambitious plan to run open his belly and steal Sir Brown's oranges.

It is also good to consume and consume the enemy's military rations.

Stealing an orange is an orange.

Don't eat for nothing, don't eat.

"Mars Gallery, when would you like to leave?" Gu Weijing raised his eyebrows and asked.

"The Mars Gallery in the heart of London's art center, or the golden years of the gallery in the fifties of the last century, bought and remodeled."

"Hanks told me that the London office is being upgraded this year. In the traditional mainstream painting field, there has been a great loss of customers from old collectors in the past decade. ”

"The leading painters recommended by Mars Gallery are not worth as much as the average annual investment growth curve of 20 or 30 percent expected by the rich. London was also an important hub for creative arts in Europe, so Mars III wanted to take a different approach. Take different painting routes and compete with other large galleries in the London distribution market. ”

Gu Tongxiang seems to have talked to Hanks seriously about this matter.

"This year, Mars Gallery mortgaged its headquarters in Switzerland, and the loan raised was used to open a sub-district of the gallery to display genre works from the three East Asian countries, Africa, as well as Turkey and some Middle Eastern countries."

"The London venue should have been upgraded by the end of this month. Hanks wanted me to come in June or July to be involved in the preparation of a new project at the gallery. ”

"Actually, I want to leave as soon as possible, even if it's this month. This little belongings in our family is just like that. Keep it for later, or come back as an old mansion to see. I think that since I think the atmosphere in this city is wrong, I am going to run. ”

"Don't hesitate."

"I'll tell you, hey, when I was younger, I studied this matter seriously-"

Gu Tongxiang poked the steering wheel with a raised finger, a picture of survival wisdom in a turbulent area, and instructed the experience: "Since ancient times, it is time to run, and you must not worry about whether you bring this belt or not, and whether the ferry ticket is expensive or not." When the situation becomes chaotic and trouble comes to the door, you can't run it if you want to. ”

"Actually, for you, it doesn't matter if you can't go to the last two months of school now, and Dulwich will still hold on to your diploma? But there are still two things that are worth waiting for. ”

"One is your sister Gu Lin, you have to wait until the news of applying for college is completely landed, and then you can plan the next step. This is a choice that has to do in the future for a lifetime, and it must not be sloppy. ”

Gu Tongxiang looked at Gu Lin, who was excited when he heard that he might move his family overseas, and said a serious advice.

"On the other hand, this month is when the Yangon National Artists Association announces the list of new members, and the candidates will be present at that time, and there will be reporters on the local TV station in Yangon, who will broadcast and track the results of the membership live-"

Gu Weijing said: "I know about this, and I heard that the scene is not small. ”

The new members of the National Artists Association are joined, although it may be the most important event in the local art scene.

But.

In previous years, it was only a matter of meeting of the presidents and directors of the association to evaluate it.

This year, there will be reporters on the scene to follow the report, on the one hand, because of the aftermath of the previous campus interview turmoil.

I want to show the fairness of the whole process.

On the other hand, it is also Brother Hao's campaign to completely push Miao Anwen up.

"Grandpa Wu is definitely going to come down from the Yangon Calligraphy and Painting Association, but in the list of two recommended candidates he submitted this year, your name was reported. A small circle has the advantage of a small circle, and the matter of joining the National Artists Association at the age of eighteen is not daring to think about it in countries with more developed art industries. ”

"But since you want to pave the way for the 'prince' this year and gild that kid surnamed Miao, why can't you get on it if he can operate well? Live broadcast? publicity, we are not afraid of live broadcasts. ”

Old man Gu pursed his lips.

"The more transparent and decent it is, the bigger the scene. As soon as your material is exposed, the more persuasive it becomes, and you can't choose it if you don't want to. The Mars Gallery is no more valuable than the brand of the Three-dimensional Universe Modern Art Center. This is a good opportunity, and there are still a lot of advantages to get the identity of the National Artists Association. ”

"That's one of the highest social statuses that the National Artists Association, a local painter can achieve. Your grandfather, Old Man Wu, has been looking forward to it all his life, isn't that what he misses? We have to seize this opportunity. ”

"This year's membership quota is even if it is a dug radish pit, your strength can pull out the radish and jump in and squat by yourself."

Gu Tongxiang licked his lips and made a gesture of pulling radishes vigorously.

He looked fascinated, as if he wanted to jump into it himself, and plant himself like a wrinkled old radish seedling.

"You're so confident?"

"Regarding the signing materials of your gallery, the preparation for participating in the exhibition, including the inscription given to you by Cao Lao, were all submitted as supporting materials. Since the reporter wants to see it and dig it up, let them report it when the time comes. What could be more important than that? ”

Every time Gu Tongxiang thought of the big characters that Cao Xuan wrote to his grandson hanging in the study.

Old man Gu can always give birth to a heartfelt pride from the bottom of his heart.

"Even the words that Cao Lao wrote for me, I took a photo and submitted it? It's too flamboyant. Gu Weijing was surprised.

"Real gold is not afraid of fire, who is a thousand pure gold and who is fool iron under the flames, it is clear at a glance!"

"Whether this can be done or not, regardless of the benefits that can be brought by joining the National Artists Association, we have to stand in the position of others and think about problems for others. Our family and Old Man Wu, who have been old neighbors for so many years, have a good relationship. It is said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. ”

"Your Grandpa Wu watched you grow up, and now he is getting into trouble with the Painting Association because he wants to help you. We have to be more particular about being a person, we can't just run away without fart, and let people pour dirty water on Old Man Wu's head. What a face-loving guy this old guy is! I know he's aggrieved. We can't leave it alone. So of course, you have to show the real you completely. ”

Gu Tongxiang blew his beard.

"Bask everything in the sun thoroughly, dissipate the stench, and see who is the real ghost and which one is coming through the back door!"

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In the rain and fog.

The boxy and angular design of Lexus's vintage sedan, which is unique to the last century, looks like a dark matchbox that breaks through the rain and fog and drives through the commercial street in front of Dulwich College International.

Gu Weijing looked at the familiar street.

He remembered a "short, flat, fast" direct and brutal shooting he had witnessed here not long after the school started.

Syllable! A bang.

It's no louder than the firecrackers set off in many shops during Songkran.

However, a living life has disappeared from the world.

Thinking of the tattooed bald head he met not far from here that day, claiming to be here to "collect gambling bills".

Gu Weijing always had a vague feeling that he probably knew who the identity of the gunman who disappeared from the crowd in this shooting was.

Look at the bald head with a subtle attitude towards himself.

It should not be a demonstration of "killing chickens and respecting monkeys" prepared for him who does not cooperate.

It's that he most likely happened to run into the "standardized entry procedures" of Miao Angwen's murder after he joined the gang.

Whenever I think about it.

Gu Weijing felt heartfelt fear and heartfelt happiness.

The underworld will always be the underworld, and they represent the opposite of order, the deepest shadow of society.

There is no Chow Yun-fat with a white towel around his neck, nor is there a graceful Marlon Brando with a rose on his chest.

Some are just the darkest and most disgraceful side of society.

Brewed by scum and liars, sin and corruption, the smugglers are bubbling green, dragging you into the swamp of the endless abyss with one foot in it.

At that time, when the bald head came to the door to pull himself in, he talked about the two-year villa, the three-year Ferrari, and the spicy side of eating and drinking.

It seems that it is not some underworld, but some Eden.

If he hadn't insisted on his heart and wavered for a moment, then at that time, the "debt collector" at the crossroads who was holding a pistol and preparing to kill the person who owed the bad gambling debts -

It's Gu Weijing himself.

The underworld is not a company work, just leave and make a report.

Since a person spent a kyat, whether he could pull the trigger or not, he never had to worry about him.

My cousin was playing a fishing game on her mobile phone on the side, while Gu Weijing was worried and looked out the window at the ripples of raindrops on the stagnant water on the road.

A cold gray fog envelops the streets from all sides.

The rain had washed away the last traces of blood that had once splattered from the man's forehead on the ground.

There was no one on the street, and the doors of the shops on both sides were tightly closed.

My cousin didn't lie a little in the morning, this year's weather, it is true that many students did not come to school, and the car drove on the deserted street, as if driving in the abandoned city of the apocalypse.

Gu Weijing suddenly tilted his head.

"Stop!"

Two seconds later.

Gu Weijing grabbed the umbrella inserted in the back of the passenger seat cover, pushed the car door, and ran out.

"Just send me here, I'll walk the rest by myself." Before closing the door, he only left a word for Gu Tongxiang, who looked confused.

"Hey, it's only two hundred meters, it's raining outside-"

Gu Tongxiang shouted two sentences in a daze, but saw that his grandson had already run away in the rain and fog.

"What's the matter, what kind of thing is this! What kind of wind is your brother smoking? ”

Old man Gu had no choice but to turn his head and look at his granddaughter in the back seat of the car.

Gu Lin shrugged his shoulders.

The two of them looked in the direction of Gu Weijing's running...... Then I saw the reason why he made such an unusual move.

A girl wearing a Dulwich uniform was riding her bicycle on the side of the road towards the school gate.

Riding against the wind and rain, she doesn't seem to be riding easily.

The pace of progress was slow, and the air currents lifted the plastic raincoat she draped over her body.

So

From a distance, the pretty girl looked like she was in the rain and mist, dragging her robe and drifting.

Gu Tongxiang pouted slightly.

It was not difficult for an old man like him to notice that his grandson should be running towards a beautiful girl.

Even from such a distance, it is difficult to see each other's faces clearly.

But the charm of some girls is that she was born like Helen of Troy.

Even if it is 108,000 miles away, a glance from a distance is worth thousands of men in two countries fighting for this sight.

Miss Elena, for example.

But the other kind of beautiful girls are their body posture, their temperament, the way they speak, and their curves, which do not refer to the curves of the thighs of the body, but the kind of aura "curves" that surround them, like invisible confetti, which are constantly thrown into the air.

It's also very eye-catching.

Just from the faint view of the other party's side face, can be a person in the heavy rain stubbornly ride alone to school, with Gu Tongxiang's experience for so many years, I feel that it should be a very attractive little girl.

At least it's a tenacious personality.

"That's not Sakai-sama!"

Gu Tongxiang glanced around, and suddenly felt a little nervous for his grandson.

"It's not...... bar. ”

"Grandpa, I'll just say anything. Even if you go to school with a school bag. Gu Lin looked into the distance, his cousin held the crooked bicycle he was riding in the rain, held up an umbrella, and said very firmly, "It's still the same thing that should be in love, and the drama that should be watched is not a few people who take classes seriously." You really think your precious grandson is so honest! ”

"Oh, I heard he had a good time!"

(End of chapter)

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