It was still early, so Xu Yanmei was going to take Han Qi to see the venue where the gallery would be held.

She sat in the passenger seat and introduced the person driving next to Han Qi.

"This is Tang Hong, Hongyan's Hong. This time we will hold this exhibition in his gallery."

Tang Hong drove the car and smiled in the rearview mirror. He was very honest and said: "Hello, Mr. Han, I have been hearing people discussing your works since last month. I am very happy to participate in your work."

In the exhibition of his paintings.”

"You're too kind."

Seeing that it was not convenient for him to shake hands while he was driving, the handshake session was canceled and Tang Hong began to brag about Han Qi's past deeds.

"The buildings you designed in Norway are very beautiful. After I cooperated with Ms. Xu, I made a special trip to Norway to visit. I really like your works. Whether it is paintings or the Chinese Pavilion, it has a bit of oriental stream of consciousness, which is very classic.

"

Although it seemed to him that it was a very powerful and real thing, it sounded really embarrassing to Han Qi. He would get tired of hearing such kind words too many times, and now he hoped that someone would point out his shortcomings.

Except for the kind of anti-fan comments on Weibo.

When a cultural person curses someone, he must be well-founded, the kind of person who sees your strengths as your weaknesses, and dares to publish his stupid remarks on Weibo. He really feels that this person

There's something wrong with my brain.

It's definitely not a curse, but Han Qi's true thoughts.

Han Qi became famous so quickly, and various news emerged one after another. Sometimes it was about sculptures that were trending, sometimes it was about singing, and sometimes it was about architecture.

This kind of all-around talent has also become a point of criticism for many people.

It’s the same self-media, it’s the same being a star, as long as it’s the same profession, it’s very difficult to recognize a person’s excellence. Moreover, Han Qi doesn’t have any foundation. A year ago, he was just a student, and he still had no sense of existence.

College and university.

It's a long way off, but they've arrived at the place.

His gallery is located in the Caochangdi Art District of Yanjing. This place is at the junction of the Airport Bypass Road and the Fifth Ring Road, so it doesn't take long to drive there.

Caochangdi Art District is very close to the famous 798 Art District, but its current scale is not inferior to that of 798, with a construction area of ​​nearly 80,000 square meters. You can see galleries and many painting studios everywhere along the road.

The architecture is also different from what you see on ordinary streets. It has a unique style. When you suddenly come in, you can really see a bit of artistic atmosphere.

Artists always have a lot of inspiration.

Just like Han Qi, he likes to be distracted when he is painting at home, or he will play with his mobile phone for a while, or use a paintbrush to scribble on the surrounding walls. Although Han Qi has nothing to do, these are all paintings he made.

, but if someone else walks in, the first thing they will think of is what an artist he is.

This is what it feels like when you come here.

The occasional graffiti seen on the road made Han Qi feel like he was on the streets of Europe.

Tang Hong's gallery in the central area still looks very powerful. It is currently closed. There is a huge poster at the entrance and at the intersection of the street to promote this Nordic art exhibition.

A very handsome poster that uses many of the artist's names and photos without revealing the painting.

Han Qi's paintings are the main exhibits of this art exhibition. Naturally, his name is also on the poster. The photos taken before can be used. Handsome and confident, he is placed at the center of a group of internationally renowned painters.

It definitely belongs to the C position.

Main works: "Daytime on Karl Johan Strasse"

Price: 12,000,000 euros.

The series of zeros dazzled those who saw it. For a moment, they didn’t know how much it was, so some people passing by stopped to take a closer look.

"One thousand two, one two three four, four zeros, twelve million? Or euros, how is that possible?"

"Isn't this Han Qi a singer?"

"Because I am a travel blogger, I followed him on station B. How much money can he buy for a painting? Is it money laundering?"

A group of people stood in front of the poster to discuss, and at least half of them were people working in this park.

Han Qi happened to hear it when they came over.

Tang Hong said with some embarrassment that it is normal for the industry to be jealous of colleagues. Mr. Han, please don't mind. When they see your work, they will probably know why that painting can be sold at such a high price.

Han Qi shook his head and said, "It's okay."

In fact, he was very angry, but he had to maintain his image and not change his expression all of a sudden. But he saw someone in the distance taking a picture of himself with a mobile phone.

He doesn’t like to read Weibo comments and private messages because he is afraid of being affected by such trolls.

Han Qi has never been a person with a good mentality, and he also clearly understands that in reality, no one will point their noses at you and say you are laundering money, and ask you why. So he prefers face-to-face communication with people.

With a normal expression on his face, he walked into the gallery chatting and laughing with Dale, who didn't understand Chinese.

Tang Hong seemed to know these people. After Han Qi walked in, he hurried over and said, "You should keep your voice down when discussing other people. Han Qi was the one who came in just now. He heard everything you said, which made me feel uncomfortable."

No face."

"That man just now was Han Qi?"

“It’s really hard to see clearly with a mask on.”

The young painter who questioned this as an act of money laundering did not take it seriously and laughed contemptuously:

"I don't believe that he understands this and that. He makes videos and posts videos of himself making wood carvings. I believe it. I believe the videos of him singing. But have you seen him painting? Or are you really sure about Norway?

Was he the one who designed the Huaxia Pavilion?”

"It's none of your business whether you believe it or not. How much does a painting cost for you? How much does a painting cost for others? Do you want to discuss it?" Tang Hong's tone became less polite.

He didn't have a good impression of this man.

"What's fake is fake. He can't be real." The young man snorted coldly, put his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt and walked away. As he walked, he said: "People who know marketing can just draw something and publicize it and sell it for tens of millions."

We have to go out and we can only earn a few thousand yuan by painting a painting seriously for half a month. What’s the point of this?”

As soon as the propaganda in China came out, he checked Han Qi's information. A twenty-two-year-old student who was not a painting major could buy tens of millions for the first painting he painted?

He could only say two words: "Haha"

Seeing the people leaving, Tang Hong told the remaining people: "Please pay attention. I still said the same thing. You will know why when you see it. Before that, keep your mouths shut. You are not children."

Already."

"I know, Brother Tang." Everyone agreed.

Walking into the gallery, the sunlight from the outside is hidden in the corridor. This long corridor is illuminated by soft light, which is reflected in the paintings in this corridor.

Xu Yanmei said:

"The paintings here are all original works of their gallery, including works by well-known painters, as well as works by students who have just graduated from art schools. It seems that there are no rigid conditions for the selection of works by this gallery, but in the end they all sell for high prices."

Dale asked curiously: "Is it easy for them to accept works?"

"Of course it's easy to collect. There are so many people who are willing to put their works here that they can cross the threshold. There are rumors that as long as the works can enter here, the painter will not need to worry about money for at least two years."

"It's not bad, it's considered a boutique house." Dell nodded and said.

"There is definitely no comparison with your gallery." Xu Yanmei said.

The Dell Gallery collects works by famous artists, which are very famous throughout Northern Europe. The lowest price is a painting of three million euros. Sometimes there are customers from all the way from the United States spending huge sums of money, not only do they not bargain

, instead, they purchased new works by some painters at a premium.

Although this gallery is considered mid- to high-end in China, it is still far from the real upper class.

There are rumors that you cannot buy particularly precious paintings in Chinese galleries. Those works worth more than tens of millions have been auctioned. Painters of that level rarely cooperate with galleries like European painters.

Han Qi also looked at the works around him and said nothing.

I was still thinking about what the previous person said about me laundering money.

Doesn’t this look down on me too much?

If he met him in a game, Han Qi would really like to tell him what magnanimity is, what Confucianism is, and how to convince people with reason.

"Han Qi, what do you think?" Dale asked.

"Ah? Uh... I think everything is fine."

I don’t know what she said before, but after hearing what Han Qi said, she nodded and said: "Yes, young painters are very smart. Although the price is a little lower, the thoughts in the paintings are very rich. On the contrary, some of the more expensive ones

His works and thoughts are seriously rigid."

Xu Yanmei pointed to the one she liked better and asked: "How much would this painting be worth if put in your gallery?"

Dale looked at the 6,000 Chinese coins under the painting and said without hesitation: "I won't ask for it, but if I really like it, no matter how famous this person is, I can give him at least two hundred

The price reaches three million euros.”

She didn't pay the price, but she put the painting in her gallery for two or three million euros, waiting for rich people to take a fancy and buy it later.

Her name, Del Gladys, is worth millions at the festival.

Del held her head high, and her confident expression and tone made this handsome working woman look more like a queen.

Many girls have short hair, but as a woman who can keep hair as short as boys and still conquer the world with her own charm, Han Qi has only seen Dai Er after traveling to so many places.

Xu Yanmei was also very envious, nodded and said: "Yes."
To be continued...