After hearing what Zheng Yuan said, Lu Xiaomin asked directly: "You seem to know a lot about art? Is it because you used to like looking at paintings? Then Mu Jin, you should learn some art appreciation, so that you can communicate with Fang Yi
Let’s communicate more.”
Zheng Yuan looked at Mu Jin and said: "If you have nothing to do, go and read the biographies of some painters. You will find that artists have more personality as they become more modern. Contemporary art is more and more focused on subjective thoughts! This kind of focus on
Expressing inner things can even be said to be idealistic. If you think about a person who only pays attention to what is thinking in his mind all day long, it will certainly seem abnormal! Don't think about changing him, just learn to adapt!
”.
After hearing this, Mu Jin asked Zheng Yuan: "What if his personality becomes like that of Liu Hongshuo in the future, so that he becomes the enemy of others!".
"What's wrong with Liu Hongshuo? He's not very active now, and he's very angry when he scolds people." Lu Xiaomin listened to Mu Jin's words and said with a smile: "It is said that the class he led was tortured to death by him. Many students complained and said they were in pain."
And I am happy. On the one hand, I find that I am making progress, but on the other hand, I am tortured both physically and mentally!”.
Mu Jin remembered that Liu Hongshuo was indeed like this, and couldn't help but smile on his face.
Zheng Yuan also smiled after hearing this and said: "Actually, everyone is changing. Think about Wei Jin when he first met us. His face was so shy that even when he spoke, his face turned red. Who would have thought that he would be standing in front of a girl directly in front of us?
Do you think someone’s parents are ugly?”
"I still think it's better to have a more peaceful personality, so that interpersonal relationships can be better," Mu Jin said with a sigh.
"Do you think Picasso has a good temper? Let's take a look at what people familiar with him say about him! I saw a sentence when I was reading Picasso's story. He said: When we work with a selfless attitude, sometimes what we do
Things will come to us automatically. There is no need to worry about these things too much.
Because they will come to us naturally or accidentally, and death may be the same! Do you understand the meaning of this?" Zheng Yuan smiled and glanced at Mu Jin and said: "If Liu Hongye is like this, you should be lucky.
But judging from Fang Yi’s performance, he won’t become like Picasso!”
Zheng Yuan remembered something and jokingly said to Mu Jin: "Do you know about Mr. Zao Wou-Ki? When people ask him how much your paintings cost and whatnot, he always tells people I don't know about this matter.
, you can ask Francois. Francois is his wife! As I told you before, Fang Yi probably won't care much about money in the future. He is immersed in painting. Why don't you focus on money?
Is that enough?".
Mu Jin and Lu Xiaomin both laughed at this sentence, and Lu Xiaomin even said jokingly: "This job is quite tempting. My husband can make money without having to go out to socialize. It is right at home where he can see it, and he is buried in it."
In a small space, you can sit in front of the TV and count money comfortably while watching TV!" After speaking, he patted Mu Jin on the shoulder: "Comrade Xiao Mu! The future is bright!"
Zheng Yuan also smiled after hearing this and said, "I told her that last time!" Then she turned to look at Mu Jin and said, "Be at ease and be your artist wife! Fang Yi is famous for being more reliable than you.
Most people will find a boy to tell you that I will buy a villa and drive a BMW in ten years! I think Fang Yi has at least a good chance."
The three of them talked about this issue for more than half an hour, and Mu Jin's mood improved again. She felt that it was much better to have two friends chatting and unraveling things.
Mu Jin was in a good mood, and naturally she would often come to Fang Yi's studio to stay here. She didn't mention being a good daughter at home. Of course, Fang Yi was also very happy to be around her girlfriend.
I lived a small life painting small paintings. In the blink of an eye, it was time for the start of school. Of course, the start of school did not have much impact on Fang Yi, but people like Tao Yong and Qu Gu had returned to school, and Zhou Tong also
Fang Yi's admirer, newly admitted Zhu Zheng, was brought to the studio once.
Now Fang Yi is living a very satisfying life. He usually paints, and at the end of the week several friends come to the studio with their paintings. While having a barbecue, they each lay out their works from the past week, regardless of whether
Whether it is a finished painting or an unfinished painting, let’s all judge it together and express our thoughts and opinions broadly.
Fang Yizheng was staying alone in the studio that day. He was painting "Nightingale" when he heard a voice coming from outside the door: "Is this Fang Yi's house? Is there anyone at home?".
Fang Yi wiped his hands and walked to the door. He opened the small door. Standing outside the door was a man in his thirties wearing a T-shirt, jeans, and heavy high-top shoes. He was a little over 1.7 meters tall.
He looks like a man, with a mustache at the corner of his mouth, and an old Jeep 2020 parked behind him, with a beautiful ghost head painted on the door. This man has a bit of an artistic flavor all over his body, but his clothes are quite clean.
"I'm Fang Yi." After sizing up the person, Fang Yi asked the visitor, "What do you want from me?" This was definitely the first time Fang Yi had seen this person.
"Are you Fang Yi?" The visitor looked Fang Yi up and down and said, "My name is Lu Qikun. I heard from Yan Daqi and Zhou Tong that you are very good at painting, and you are also a disciple of Mr. Liu Hongshuo, so I wanted to come and visit you!"
". Lu Qikun said he would pay a visit, but his face showed no humility at all when paying a visit to others. He just looked at Fang Yi up and down with his eyes.
"Don't look, I am Fang Yi, is that weird?" Fang Yi asked, staring at Lu Qikun.
Lu Qikun said: "It's quite strange. I heard from Zhou Tong that you were in the studio for more than ten hours a day. I thought you should be pale and lean, but now I see that your skin is a little whiter.
"My son, but he's still pretty strong. It's very different from the image in my mind." After saying that, he raised a hand and stretched out two fingers to circle his temple twice.
"I think you are quite strange. I heard someone told your story that you like to be naked at home. In my mind, I thought that Lu Qikun must be a slovenly and unkempt person who only pursues the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties and the ability to detect lice.
People!" After saying that, he followed Lu Qikun's example and stretched out his fingers to wrap around his temples twice.
I heard that this person might come over, but there has been no movement in the past month. Fang Yi thought that this person named Lu would never come over, but who knew he came today! Although he was dressed cleanly, his tone of voice was Fang Yi
I don't like it. Not only the tone of voice, but also the arrogance in his eyes.
Now Fang Yi is blocking his own small door, not mentioning that people come all the way to come in for a drink of water or something. Now the two of them are just looking at each other with a distance of two meters!
"By the way! I brought a new work of mine this time! I'm very satisfied with what I just finished. Since I'm a student of oil painting, I'd like you to take a look." Lu Qikun said to Fang Yi. He turned around and returned
On my little Jeep, the top has not been put up on this hot day, it is just exposed like a convertible.
Lu Qikun walked to his car, dug out a leather bag containing paintings from the back, unbuttoned it, took out his paintings, and held the paintings directly in front of Fang Yi.
Fang Yi took the painting and looked at it. This is a surreal work. The painting shows two naked bodies, one male and one female. Their waists to the chest are intertwined like twists, but
The upper bodies of the two people stretched out their hands in opposite directions to the left and right of the picture. The woman had a garland on her head and a wedding veil, while the man had a flower pinned directly to his skin on his chest.
shadow of flowers
You can also see a drop of blood left by a pin penetrating the skin. The two of them stood on the desolate desert, but above their heads was the bright blue sky, the brightness was dazzling and beautiful, and in their private parts were their respective
A piece of money was used to cover the vital points. It was not a drawing of two pieces of paper, but two real pieces of paper money. The expressions of the two people were quite realistic. It seemed that they had smiles on their faces, but this smile made people feel
It looks melancholy and bitter.
After looking at it for four or five minutes, Fang Yi raised his head and said to Lu Qikun: "Great work, now I think it should be much better than the ones you exhibited last time! What's its name? What's your view on marriage?"
The description is quite dark! But from the perspective of the work, it is an excellent work! It is profound and awakening."
Lu Qikun had a smile on his face after hearing this: "It's called marriage. It was inspired by what happened to a friend of mine. He wanted to get married, buy a house and a car. It's all over. The house is too small and the car is too big.
It's more appropriate! The final gift is one hundred and sixty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight!" At this point, he spread his hands and said, "The whole family returned to before liberation overnight after the wedding!".
"Then it's settled? Is this spending money to buy someone?" Fang Yi asked Lu Qikun after hearing this. Fang Yi had never heard of so many gifts, hundreds of thousands!
Lu Qikun said with a smile: "What the hell! My friend quits, and now the two families are having a lot of fun. The invitations were sent out, and then they said they were cancelled!".
At this point, he waved his hand to Fang Yi and said: "Let's not mention this trivial matter, let's get serious! Let me see your paintings?".
"Come in!" Fang Yi handed the painting in his hand to Lu Qikun, and then waved to Lu Qikun.
Lu Qikun turned around and put the painting into the leather bag in his car, then followed Fang Yi to the studio with the bag in hand.
"These are the three paintings I am currently painting. If you want to see them as paintings, I will take them to the underground exhibition room to see them later." Fang Yi said, pointing to the easel on which he painted.
Lu Qikun placed his painting next to Fang Yi's painting cabinet, then stood in front of Fang Yi's painting with his hands on his chest and one hand supporting his chin. He glanced back and forth between the three paintings, paying attention.
He put all his energy on the unfinished "Nightingale" and held it carefully for almost five minutes before turning to Fang Yi and said: "I just said that I have a dark psychology, and your painting is not much better. You
Put a stumbled woman under the arch formed by the city night scene! Everyone, each other!".
Fang Yi looked at Lu Qikun strangely and asked: "Isn't it so difficult that women who have lost their footing don't have the right to be happy? People have the right to be happy, whether they are high-ranking powerful people or these people hidden in the dark corners of the city. But there
The moment I saw the genuine happiness on their faces, I described their happiness. Why not?" (To be continued...)