Therefore, Han Qi had no intention of promoting herself domestically, and naturally waited until her fame abroad spread back.
At least those who are resting on their laurels usually have no way to complain to foreign media. At most, they can say a few words to criticize Han Qi on the Internet, but Han Qi is a person who doesn’t read Weibo very much. This move is not good for others.
It is useful for public figures, but not for Han Qi.
"You've done a great job painting."
After the previous conversation, Han Qi finally understood his purpose.
Most of them are looking for paintings.
But unfortunately, Han Qi decided to give Dale the next painting.
Needless to say, they have a personal relationship. She is Han Qi's boss and leader. If she hadn't contacted him through Trieste's phone call, Han Qi probably wouldn't have known that his paintings could be sold for so much money.
Then there was the gift she gave Han Qi before leaving.
Han Qi likes this painting very much.
So even if I repay the gift, I have to place my next painting with Del. It’s hard to say about the third painting. In a commercial gallery, it’s not good to have too many works by the same artist.
"It's yours. I don't like it. Just call me Han Qi."
"Han Qi...Mr. Han Qi, my gallery is in Yanjing. Do you have time recently? I will take you to visit my gallery. Although it has just been opened, the software is not as good as those of the old galleries.
But the hardware is definitely good enough. I heard that you are also an architectural designer?"
"...lovers."
Many people on Weibo asked Han Qi if he had an architect qualification certificate. Where could Han Qi get such a thing? He has never taken the exam and probably will not take it in the future, so he calls himself an enthusiast.
"That's also very impressive. Our gallery is in the Dashan Art District of Yanjing. We specially hired a well-known architect to design a house. You tell me why I haven't met you earlier. I should have known that there is such a powerful person like you in our country. You tell me
Why go abroad to find someone?"
"I'm sorry, I don't have any works on hand, and I don't think I will have any within this year."
As Han Qi walked towards the taxi lane outside the airport, Chen Weihua kept chasing him and kept saying nice things.
The taxi was approaching, and the driver inside opened the window and looked at Han Qi: "Come on, young man, you have a lot of stuff, I'll help you get it."
Chen Weihua said: "No need, I'll come, I'll come."
Han Qi laughed angrily.
This person is so annoying. He even said he couldn’t draw it for you.
Painting, like other professions, is just one of Han Qi's hobbies. He doesn't want to make this his main job and just paint without doing anything all year round. He also wants to go horse riding in the grassland and go diving in Sanya.
Carrying an oil painting around is really painful. This is one of the reasons why Dell feels that "Day at Karl-Johanstrasse" is not as good as "Beauty by the Lake".
Han Qi scratched his hair, sighed and said, "Let's do this, Boss Chen. I'll find a place to stay and put my things away first. How about we find a place to have a good chat later?"
Chen Weihua then showed a relieved smile.
"Thank you, thank you very much. Then I will wait for your call. How about I give you another business card?"
"Need not."
Han Qi got into the taxi and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The driver saw Han Qi's helpless look in the rearview mirror and said in a joking tone: "You must be a big shot, right?"
After speaking a foreign language for such a long time, Han Qi suddenly heard someone speaking a dialect to him. Han Qi immediately threw away the depression in his heart, sat up in a lively conversation, held on to the seat in front of him and asked.
"Why do you say that?"
"Aura."
"Haha, you can see this too?"
The driver continued: "I have been listening to you for a long time. The foreigner must have encountered some difficulties before finding you, so I made this guess. Are you a painter?"
"Well, he wanted to ask me for a painting, but I really had no choice."
"The painter is good, the painter is great. My mother-in-law also wants my daughter to learn painting, and now she is learning piano. She spent tens of thousands some time ago to send her to a training class for celebrities. Alas, when I talk about this, I get angry.
"
Training class for celebrities?
And this thing?
"How old is your daughter?"
"Eleven years old."
Han Qi sat back on his chair with a confused look on his face. He likes to think about things he doesn't understand, but after much thought, he doesn't know what this training class is for.
I don’t know what this master’s wife does, but she spent tens of thousands of dollars to send her daughter to a place like this.
The driver asked: "It's hard to meet an artist in my car. I have a question. Can you tell me, what do you think is a good thing for little kids nowadays to learn?"
"I think it's best to study hard, and then it depends on what she likes."
For ordinary families in China, studying is the most important thing. The starting point of birth cannot be determined, so the only starting point that can be decided by oneself is university. Students from prestigious universities are eager to get them no matter what companies.
Then there is the hobby.
No matter what your hobby is, it will be useful in the end.
If you like to play games, then you can design and produce games. If you like to listen to music, then become a music editor or learn music production. If your voice sounds good, you can become a singer or anchor. If your voice sounds bad, then you can switch to writing lyrics and composing music.
So if you want to ask Han Qi what exactly he wants his children to learn, Han Qi can't give an accurate answer.
So, please study hard.
Han Qi's birth was actually very good. The family had no shortage of anything and his father's salary was high.
This is also because there is a century-old factory in my hometown, and Han Qi’s family is a local who has taken root here for hundreds of years. The relationships are so intricate that a college student or high school student can be placed in the best place by just looking for a few relatives.
Go to the new job.
I went to a hotel in the city center and took out my business card after resting for a while.
Chen Weihua, general manager of Evergreen Gallery.
The business card design is quite nice.
I opened the map and looked at the surrounding shops, then called Chen Weihua and made an appointment to meet at the coffee shop at seven o'clock in the evening.
After eating, Han Qi went over to find a place to sit. He turned on his phone and wanted to play a game, but before the game started, he saw Chen Weihua at the door.
The store was relatively quiet, so Han Qi waited until he saw it before raising his hand to signal.
Chen Weihua came over, sat down, and shouted: "Mr. Han."
"Well, you are older than me, just call me Han Qi. Can I ask why you want to draw? It must be more than just out of stock, right?"
He sighed and said:
"You guessed it, the gallery is a joint venture between me and a few friends. I didn't think much about it at first and invested all the money for my ideal. But after I opened it, I realized how important the reputation of the gallery is. We put the gallery
It's so well-renovated, but it's not famous at all. Customers don't come, and the painter is unwilling to give the painting to us for this reason."
"I understand your feelings, really. Although I have never experienced the point of being at the end of my rope. I want to help you, but I really don't have any more paintings. I don't have to lie to you."
Some sympathy.
After all, Han Qi's heart is also made of meat, but to be honest.
What does it have to do with myself?
If Han Qi has spare paintings that he thinks can be displayed, then it doesn't matter if he puts one in their gallery, just keep it in a museum. Whether he can sell it depends on fate.
But he didn't.
And he doesn't like being forced to do things in a hurry. He hasn't decided when to finish the painting he wants to give to Dale next time. He just thinks that he can take it to Norway within this year.
By the time this is completed, 2021 will be over.
If Chen Weihua hasn't found his life-saving straw next year, let's talk about it, or will it develop directly?
"We, I..." Chen Weihua didn't know what to say.
He knew that what he was doing was annoying, but the current situation forced him to seize every opportunity he could see. Not only himself, many of his friends were also trying to contact more painters.
He stood up and said sorry.
When he turned to leave, he was stopped. He thought it was Han Qi who had changed his mind, but he didn't expect that he just added a WeChat message.
But WeChat is also good.
After all, Han Qi is a very popular painter in Western society. His classmate is from Sweden. A few days ago, he went to Bergen, Norway, to see Han Qi's paintings, and he almost became a fan of Han Qi.
After he left, Han Qi relaxed.
He added Chen Weihua's WeChat account for no other reason than that he thought the person was of good character and wanted to have many friends. Now that he didn't have a painting, he couldn't help him, but if he wanted to help someone, there might not be only one way to go.
After drinking a cup of coffee comfortably and listening to the native language spoken around her, Han Qi turned on her mobile phone to eat chicken.
It's great to be back home.
I won’t go abroad for my next trip. Now that I’m not so popular in China, I should be able to travel around.
An hour later, Wang Zheng walked in.
Seeing Han Qi's posture, he sat down opposite Han Qi angrily.
"When you feel comfortable, you can leave everything to me."
Han Qi called the beautiful waiter over, ordered a drink for Wang Zheng, and said with a smile: "He who can do the hard work, brother Wang, don't be angry, we will go have hot pot later, and tomorrow we will invite friends to sing k."
"What do you want to sing? Where's the song you mentioned?"
"What song?" Han Qi was a little confused.
"What song?" Wang Zhengjia raised his voice, "It's the song you mentioned before you went abroad! I've been waiting for you for almost a month. I didn't return your calls or answer your WeChat messages. If I hadn't seen you living well abroad, I would have
Everyone thought you were deceived into a pyramid scheme!!"
His voice was a bit loud, so Han Qi retracted his legs and sat up, looked both ways, and then whispered.
"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down..."
Han Qi remembered it, it was "One Meat and One Vegetarian"
However, Han Qi just wanted to tour the country twice, so how could he possibly release a new song now?
By then, the popularity has increased and it will be like before. Weibo has been trending, and the fan base has added fuel to the fire. They are posting photos of themselves like crazy. Is it possible that my trip will go smoothly?
If someone recognizes me, I'm afraid my pants will be taken away.
Wang Zheng is still a little angry. He hates that iron cannot be made into steel. He is originally a musical talent, with a superb singing voice, a wide range, good singing skills, and good lyrics and music composition. Why can't he be a good singer?
I went to Norway to paint, to Finland to swim, and to give lectures on school trips.
