After returning to the studio, Fang Yi resumed the rhythm of painting and began to create three classic works at the same time. But he would not be as crazy as the previous time intervals, every one and a half or two hours.
, he would stop the painting brush in his hand and walk twice in the yard, or walk back and forth along the stone path on the slope with a round head and a flat head.
It took about ten minutes to walk around and arrive at the door. Fang Yi opened the small door and said to the flat head who still stretched out his head: "Hurry up and go in! Why are you running around?".
After listening to his master's words, Bian Tou entered the yard with his tail between his legs.
Fang Yi entered the courtyard and closed the small door. He looked up and saw Zheng Yuan sitting under the shade of a big tree, practicing the piano. At this time, Zheng Yuan was looking at her piano score intently, and the rich and melodious sound of the piano filled the entire courtyard.
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Fang Yi sat directly on the steps of the studio, resting his elbows on his thighs. Fang Yi listened carefully to the sound of the piano, and then slowly closed his eyes.
Hearing the sound of the piano stopped, Fang Yi opened his eyes and looked at Zheng Yuan who had put down the bow, clapped his hands gently and said, "Okay!".
"You went out and learned to appreciate music in the village?" Zheng Yuan looked at Fang Yi and asked jokingly with a smile.
"No!" Fang Yi stood up from the steps, patted the ashes on his butt and said, "I don't understand what the music you played means, but it's quite comfortable! It sounds better than Qu Gu's song
The stereo is much better! Besides, complimenting others is also a virtue, and I will always keep it up!".
Zheng Yuan laughed twice and said, "I see you went out for a while and now you are all virtuous!".
"This is sarcastic to me. I can hear it!" Fang Yi also laughed and said: "But I won't be angry, because tolerance is also a virtue!".
"Hahaha!" Zheng Yuan covered her mouth and laughed: "Now you look a bit like the boy Lu Xiaomin and I met for the first time. Sharp-toothed and sharp-tongued!".
After hearing this, Fang Yi shook his head and said, "You are scolding me, saying that I have not grown up!" After saying this, he said to Zheng Yuan, "You are lucky today, I am in a good mood and ready to let you order.
Tell me, what do you want to eat for lunch?" Now Fang Yi and Zheng Yuan
Basically living under the same roof, the two of them assigned tasks, and one person was responsible for the meal. As for breakfast, Fang Yi brought it back when he went out for exercise in the morning. Of course, this was when the two of them were together. If Wei Jin
Now that these people are here, let’s do it together.
"You should have made this meal!" Zheng Yuan said, "Give me some shredded potatoes, hot and sour!".
"Okay, I'll have another roast beef and seaweed and egg soup! That's it?" Fang Yi asked Zheng Yuan.
Zheng Yuan heard this and said: "Why have you started to develop into a carnivore again during the time you came back! Eat meat and vegetables for every meal. Eat less greasy food, it is good for your health!".
"I eat everything because I didn't have such external conditions there before! Now that I have this condition at home, why should I torture my stomach!" Fang Yi smiled and walked towards the door of the living room: "
The most important thing people do in life is to eat and sleep! It would be cruel to deprive any aspect of fun! A turtle can live for thousands of years without moving, chewing some fruits and leaves every day. What’s the point!”
"Some turtles eat meat!" Zheng Yuan said.
Fang Yi waved his hands without looking back and said, "I was just making an analogy!".
Walking to the kitchen, Fang Yi took out two potatoes. He took out a fifty-cent coin from his pocket without using a plane, and then scraped off the potato skins.
After scraping one piece and putting it on the kitchen counter, Zheng Yuan walked in, took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and opened it. He took a sip and walked to Fang Yi's side: "You're so awesome at shaving potato skins."
Yes, it’s quick and clean!”.
"My landlord used to laugh at me when I was using a plane. I was said to be wasteful. I threw away the skin with the flesh in such a big piece. I had no choice but to scrape it like this!" Fang Yi said with a smile while scraping the skin quickly.
Zheng Yuan smiled and said: "Okay, don't show off your skills!" Then he sat on a stool aside and said to Fang Yi: "I heard that your English is good! Let's talk in English when we have time?".
"Stay here and talk?" Fang Yi raised his head and looked at Zheng Yuan, who nodded and looked at him, and then said: "Okay! Are you going to be advanced or junior?".
At this point, he raised the half-shaved potato in his hand and said: "What I'm holding is a half-dressed potato!".
Zheng Yuan smiled and then said something in English to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi was so confused that he didn't understand. What Zheng Yuan said in English had a strong Chinese flavor. It could be said to be a model of Chinglish. The foreigner was confused after hearing this, and he quickly waved his hands and said
: "Your English is a bit outrageous!" Then he pointed out the grammatical error in this sentence!
Zheng Yuan heard this and said, "But I remember all the words!"
"What's the use of just memorizing words! There are some language habits and some oral slangs, etc. The book doesn't tell you! Why don't you watch some American dramas, listen to English radio and so on! I have these at home
Please bring it over when I have time, and you can read it yourself! Just say a few words to me when you have nothing to do, anything will do! As long as you can think of it, I will treat it like a welcome to find trouble!" Fang Yi said.
"What's your name?" As soon as Fang Yi finished speaking, Zheng Yuan said to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi listened and said with a smile: "It's a bit in-depth! You gave me the first sentence of the first-year junior high school textbook! Let's talk about ideals and high-level issues such as the international situation!" After speaking, he figured it out.
The knife plate placed on the knife began to slice the potatoes. Although the cutting was a little slow, the potato slices were still quite good.
"That's what I thought of now!" Zheng Yuan said after taking a sip of water.
"Fang Yi!" Fang Yi had no choice but to reply.
The two of them were talking about each other. Zheng Yuan was thinking hard about structuring sentences. Fang Yi understood what he said and said a few sentences. Then he gave an answer. From time to time, he said
The last two sentences in French tease Zheng Yuan!
After dinner, the task of washing the dishes naturally fell to Zheng Yuan. Fang Yi got into the studio by himself and began to continue painting. In this way, the conversation between Fang Yi and Zheng Yuan was in Chinese mixed with English.
It's stumbling, but sometimes getting the wrong meaning can make Fang Yi feel happy, which is not bad.
Half a month later, Fang Yi's art salon opened again. Of course, Qu Gu, Wei Jin, Tao Yong, Zhou Tong and Wang Hongqi from the Painter Village, and Zhu Zheng were among those who came.
There are also two new friends who stay in the Painter Village. They are not art teachers from any university in Shicheng, but they are artistic young people who rented studios in Shicheng. In addition to the painters, those who came to participate were Zhang Xu and Lu Xiaomin.
These friends, plus two foreign models, Kath and Amanda.
Mingzhu's Lu Qikun was participating in an art exhibition and a national selection of young artists' works, so he didn't have time to come over. However, it was time for Lang Yanguang to come and bring his two latest works.
It’s a bit silly to drink Bingbei wine in the weather in late October. I prepared some beer and mainly barbecued meat. Of course, the sponsor is still Zhang Xu. Now this guy has opened three and a half branches, so naturally he is fully sponsored.
Art Salon!
Naturally, these people from Shicheng arrived early, and the meat from the salon was also placed on the grill net. Soon the smell of meat came from the yard.
Holding a bottle of beer in his hand, Fang Yi said to Zhang Xu who was standing nearby: "Are you so busy now?".
Wei Jin, who was standing next to him, smiled and patted Zhang Xu on the shoulder and said, "Now it's Boss Zhang! The entrepreneurial star of their school, he said that he might even be named one of the top ten entrepreneurial young people in the city!".
"This is all a false reputation!" Zhang Xu said with a grin: "I'm not sure about the top ten in the city. My four small shops are nothing, they are just shortlisted!".
Fang Yi said with a smile: "This is something worthy of congratulations! I have been out here for more than half a year. Everyone has changed." Fang Yi was telling the truth. Zhang Xu's small restaurant has become a chain. Tao Yong now has
When I read a new work, I would ask Mr. Zhang Chenglin to take a look. Although he is not a disciple, he is not much different from a disciple.
Wang Hongqi has just signed a contract with a gallery. Although a painting can only be sold for just over 10,000 yuan now, and the price is only 5,000 to 6,000 yuan, but this reputation has started to operate, and life is not as tight as before.
Now Wang Hongqi has given up on realism and turned to things with cubism. He was recommended to his gallery by Lu Qikun just three months ago, and his life has gradually become better.
After everyone chatted for a while, Fang Yi heard the car horn outside the door. When he opened the courtyard door, he found that not only Lang Yanguang, but also Pang Xiaoyong was here.
"I didn't expect you to be free to come over! Now everyone is here except Lu Qikun," Fang Yi said with a smile.
Pang Xiaoyong said while moving the paintings from the car: "I didn't bring any works here this time, I just want to see your collection of paintings!".
Fang Yi was stunned for a moment and asked: "Have you not seen all my paintings? The new ones are all placed in the yard now, there are no hidden paintings!".
"Don't you have any works by Grigori?" Pang Xiaoyong asked Fang Yi with a smile: "Don't hide it!".
"Oh! So it's those three paintings!" Fang Yi understood it and asked: "You want to see me take it out later! What did I say! This person became famous so quickly?"
Lang Yanguang said with a smile: "Let me tell you good news. Not only has he become famous, this man died four years ago! The latest price of his paintings there is now US$370,000! Lu Qikun's week
I saw his paintings at a Russian oil painting exhibition before. When I called me, I said that my intestines were blue. You asked him to buy it but he didn’t buy it! The last three paintings fell into your hands! I said you would never buy the three paintings.
Inferior to the one he saw!".
Pang Xiaoyong said: "I heard from him that Gregory is now known as a master of expressionism and a patriot! The price is still rising!".
"Wait! Isn't it Ukraine?" Fang Yi thought for a moment and asked: "Why is it Russia again!".
"He is a Slav, who cares whether he is Ukrainian or Russian?" Pang Xiaoyong said: "Take it out for everyone to see!".
Fang Yi said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, I have made a fortune in the past six months!" After that, he walked forward and helped two people carry the picture frame.