Chapter 160 It's Much Better Than Forty-Five A Pair
Fang Yi and Qu Gu carried the large painting into the house. They found that there was no ladder at home and had to use local materials to move the long dining table into the living room. The two stood on the long table and began to hang the painting. Qu fixed the frame.
It's very high-end. It has three copper moire hanging buckles on it. You only need to drive three nails into the wall.
"You hold on, I'll go down and see if the position is right!" Fang Yi said to Qu Gu and wanted to jump off the table.
Qu Gu quickly said, "Just look at the height. I've got someone with me here." After saying that, he took out a palm-sized plastic strip from his pocket and placed it on the picture frame: "I've got a level with me!".
Fang Yi jumped down and took a look and then climbed onto the table: "That's enough height! Your tool belt is quite complete!".
"You don't have to say it." Qu Gu motioned to Fang Yi to hold on to the painting. After seeing that the level was stable, he used the pencil clamped to his ears to draw three small crosses along the small holes, and then the two of them put the frame down.
Start driving nails into the wall.
Fang Yi said that he had brought everything with him, but that was not for nothing. In order to install the picture frame, Qu Gu even brought a hand drill, not to mention the expansion screws. He did it all in one go. Watching Qu Gu's skillful work
I used an electric lead to make a hole in the wall, then put a small long plastic tube into the hole, and then tightened the screw. I couldn't help but praise: "This job is very professional!"
After hearing this, Qu Gu smiled and said: "If I wait for you to get these things again, then I won't do anything for the whole day! Okay, hang up all the copper buttons, and let's move on to the next picture!".
Fang Yi was hanging paintings, while Wei Jin and Wang Hongqi were assembling a barbecue grill in the courtyard. The barbecue grill was actually like a small cart with a lid on it. The two of them looked at it while
Hold the screwdriver while tightening the screws while drawing the drawing.
Four people worked for an hour before hanging the painting and assembling the barbecue rack.
"Why don't we all eat first? We can install the remaining speakers after dinner?" Mu Jin stretched out her head from the kitchen and said to Fang Yi and Qu Gu.
"Well! Let's eat first!" Fang Yi said to Qu Gu. Then he notified several people in the yard. They all bowed their hands and went to the dining table. When they saw that five or six dishes had been put on the table, they sat directly at the table.
There was movement next to it.
Wei Jin ate a few mouthfuls of food and asked Qu Gu: "Why do you remember that you changed a car again? The previous one was not high-end enough?".
Qu Gu said: "My father bought this car with his friend Feng Feng. I drove it for two or three months and thought it looked good. However, with such a big car, it is difficult to find a parking space in some places.
I’m driving my car now, and it’s about to be resold! I’m just going to use it this time. I’ll drive it back in two days and I’ll probably find a new home!”
"It's very beautiful and high-end, why are you selling it?" Fang Yi couldn't help but ask.
"This thing is too inconvenient to use. It's bigger than a small pickup truck, and there are more cars in Mingzhu. It's better to drive it normally and smoothly. But after all, American cars are spacious and comfortable to drive. There is space inside for you."
I saw it, it’s bigger than the one I have,” Qu Gu said.
Wei Jin changed the subject to Qu Gu and asked, "Do you know that Lu Qikun is also in your Mingzhu art circle?".
"I know! Why are you mentioning him?" Qu Gu looked at Wei Jin and asked, "But I'm not familiar with him. He's quite famous now. He and Lang Yanguang are jokingly called "Two Monsters" in Mingzhu! Listen!
Talk about the loose temper! Why did you mention him?".
Wei Jin talked about what Zhou Tong said and said with a smile: "He might come to see Fang Yi!".
Qu Gu thought for a while and said: "It's very possible. This person has a too casual temper! I heard that there is a good chance that he will come over and have a look! He is a very interesting person."
"Interesting?" Fang Yi looked at Qu Gu and asked.
Qu Gu nodded: "It's indeed interesting. I heard others say that when this person draws a model, as long as the model is naked, then he himself must also be naked! I heard that one time the neighbor even asked the police
They were called, and this man and Lang Yanguang were sitting naked on their balcony in the afternoon, basking in the sun!"
Fang Yi heard this and said with a smile: "This neighbor is really boring. How can other people hinder their business by being naked in their own home!".
Qu Gu smiled and said: "Listen to me. The house he lives in does not have a fully enclosed balcony. It is rented from someone else. It is equivalent to a rough house, and the balcony is just a few pieces of glass. These two big men are just
Lying naked on a chair on the balcony, the neighbors would see everything as soon as they came to the balcony. They called the police and said they were immoral! The police
They knocked on the door and opened the door. The policewoman who followed them was too embarrassed to look at them. This policeman was quite interesting. When he asked the two of them what they did, they heard that they were painters and then looked at his living room.
The paintings displayed in it were treated as if they were mentally ill, and after being told not to go to the balcony without any clothes on, they turned around and left!"
"Haha!" Mu Jin couldn't help laughing after hearing this, looked at Fang Yi and others and said, "I found that among artists, you guys are pretty normal!".
"The same rice feeds all kinds of people, and people draw different paintings! It is precisely because there are no people with the same personality in the world that our world is wonderful! If all people are the same, then the world will be different.
It’s meaningless.” Fang Yi smiled and said, “It’s understandable that some people have minor problems!”.
After hearing this, Mu Jin retorted to her boyfriend: "If there were only good people and no bad people in this world, wouldn't it be wonderful? At least the social atmosphere would be much better!".
Fang Yi thought for a while and shook his head and said: "Then it doesn't matter how wonderful it is. Everyone is the same and everyone has the same character. That is the tragedy of the entire human race. When we heard what Qu Gu said about Lu Qikun, we felt
It’s funny, that’s because we have a reference. Without this reference, would this story be interesting? Without these wonderful personalities, what would human beings be like?
How boring, just like ants, they only know how to perform their own duties and immerse themselves in doing their own things. If this were the case, there would be no art, let alone so-called artists. At least I think art does not exist.
It has no value, because there is no good or evil in the human heart, so how can we understand the beauty or unique inner thoughts that the artist wants to express?".
Mu Jin looked at her boyfriend and said with a smile: "I discovered that your mind is a little abnormal too!".
After listening to Fang Yi's words, Qu Gu nodded and said, "There is no perfect thing in this world. Beauty and ugliness are always inseparable like twin brothers. Without ugliness, how can we talk about beauty?".
"Perfection is death." Wei Jin put down the chopsticks in his hands and summed up incisively: "When humans become perfect, it may be time to perish!".
Wang Hongqi listened to a few words, thought for a moment and then said: "I shudder when I think that all people have the same personality, even if I am in hell!" After saying that, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, but still
Shaked his head.
Mu Jin looked at the artist on the table and sighed and said: "So you are all a little abnormal. Don't artists pursue beauty? What do you think? If there are no bad people in the world, then there will only be beauty.
Is it done?".
"I really don't know how to explain this to you. It's not something that can be expressed quantitatively." Fang Yi thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Eat, eat! You see, both dolls were stunned!" Fang Yi pointed out.
He picked up the edge of the bowl and looked at the adult's twinkling little eyes with a blank look on his face and said.
As a painter, Fang Yi likes to see this kind of personality between people, just like a proverb says: You can't step into the same river. You can't find two people with the same personality in the world.
, this constitutes the characters that Fang Yi likes to depict. Even the same person has both good and evil sides. This is what Fang Yi likes to express on canvas, to explore the heart of the characters, or to give the characters in the picture the personality.
Although Fang Yi doesn't like painting landscapes very much, and he has no interest in being a pure landscape painter. But having said that, even a landscape painter is not just about depicting scenery. When painting, human beings and worldly affairs will have an impact on the artist's thoughts. Xin Bei
When there is excitement, the trees are majestic and upright, when there is sadness, the trees are eerie and terrifying, when when there is happiness, the sun shines brightly on the trees. These are all reflections of the painter's heart.
Putting aside the slightly heavy topic, a few people chatted about happy things. After eating, everyone started to install the speakers.
Fang Yi had never thought that one speaker could have so many gadgets. Just looking at the amplifier with all kinds of small knobs, Fang Yi felt a little dizzy.
Four large speakers were placed on one side of the studio and on the middle wall. I connected all the wires and put a CD in them.
"Enjoy it!" Then he pressed the button to tune a song.
Then a soft and ethereal female voice came out from several speakers. It was the first time for Fang Yi to hear this ethereal and fairyland-like sound, and it was still using such a big set of things. This feeling was a bit special, like
It's as if someone is singing not far from you, and the instruments accompanying the female voice seem to be reaching your ears from different places. It feels very interesting.
He closed his eyes and listened quietly to the ethereal female voice. Fang Yi, who is quite good at English, naturally understood what the female voice was singing: I am asking you what you know, if it is appropriate...
After listening to a song, Qu Gu turned off the speaker and asked Fang Yi and others, "How was it?".
Fang Yi nodded and said: "Very good! Much better than the 45 yuan stereo on my computer!".
Wei Jin listened to Fang Yi's words and said with a smile: "Aren't you talking nonsense? If all these gadgets are not better than your pair of small speakers, it will be in vain! Who is singing what song to this woman?".
Without waiting for Qu Gu's reply, Wang Hongqi next to him said: "Sarah Brightman's Scarborough Market, Moonlight Goddess!". (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!