The master and apprentice hadn't chatted for a minute when Zhang Chenglin arrived at the door of Liu Hongshuo's house. Seeing Fang Yi sitting in the yard of the teacher's house so early in the morning, he said happily: "I came to the teacher so early to have breakfast."
What?".
Fang Yi watched the old man walk over, grabbed a small bench and sat down: "I came here early, so it's okay to have breakfast. This is my teacher's house. Could it be that you came so early to have breakfast?".
"I haven't seen you for a few years, but the little guy is still so sharp-tongued." Zhang Chenglin stretched out his hand and gave Fang Yi a faint nod, and said to Liu Hongshuo.
Liu Hongshuo looked at his old friend: "I don't have time to play chess with you now. Didn't you see my student coming over? If you want to play, go to this old guy Liu Yuchan!".
Zhang Chenglin waved his hand: "I'm not here to play chess today. I heard Fang Yi's voice when I walked outside and came in to see Fang Yi. Who has time to see your old face?" After saying that, he asked Fang Yi: "Your children
Are you here this time? When did you arrive?"
Fang Yi nodded: "Well, I'm in the hotel where I'm staying now. I'll go to the hotel in a while. I arrived in Shicheng last night! I stayed at home for one night and came over to see the teacher first in the morning." At this point,
Fang Yi said to the old man: "I also prepared some small things for you and will send them to your home later."
"What else are you bringing?" Zhang Chenglin was polite, but the look on his face was very helpful. He praised Liu Hongshuo and said, "This kid also knows how to respect his teachers!".
Liu Hongshuo looked at Zhang Chenglin and said: "Tao Yong didn't give you any busy work before and after? Did you lose a good student because of your stupid words in the past?".
Tao Yong came here to learn painting from Zhang Chenglin from time to time. The old man taught attentively, but he never admitted that Tao Yong was his student. The two were considered masters and apprentices, but they were not named masters and apprentices, but at least Shicheng's calligraphy and painting
Everyone in the circle knows that Tao Yong, a young traditional Chinese painting artist, has been taught by Zhang Chenglin.
"What's the point of being a master and a disciple instead of a master and a disciple? Wouldn't it be great like this now? If you really become a master and apprentice, you might let your children carry a burden in the future. Why bother with this? It's easy to say that a person is better than a master, but
There are a few people who can do it
, Tao Yong, this child is developing well now, why does he need this false reputation!" Zhang Chenglin glanced at him with a smile: "Your teacher always looks proud when others mention you now! It's rare for your teacher to be proud!
rare!".
Fang Yi glanced at his teacher Liu Hongshuo and chuckled softly and said: "The teacher and mistress who are famous or not are still my teacher and mistress. What's the difference? It can make the teacher happy, and the name is considered to be of some value." Originally, Fang Yi
If you want to become famous in Europe and the United States, not only because Europe and the United States are famous places for oil painting, but also because it is important to let your teacher see it. His expectations and teachings for you will turn into pride, just like now.
Liu Hongshuo looked at Fang Yi for a while: "We can't be satisfied now, let alone rest on our laurels. Skills are something that requires hard work and waste in play. Once you have the idea of satisfaction, you can't maintain the quality of your work. You can make further progress with every effort. In terms of techniques, I
I have nothing left to teach you, but I will give you these words."
Fang Yi listened seriously to the teacher's instructions and nodded in agreement.
After chatting with the teacher and Zhang Chenglin for a while, Fang Yi looked at his watch and felt that it was getting late so he left. He was going to the hotel to meet up with his four friends.
"Don't want to eat?" Liu Hongshuo looked at his disciple and said.
"I ate it at home," Fang Yi replied, then looked at Mr. Zhang Chenglin and said, "I will send the food to your house later. Whether Teacher Liu is at home, he will also have a share."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chenglin stood up from the bench, patted his butt and said, "You don't need to send it, I'll go get it with you. As for Liu Yuchan, he probably went to Shiyi early in the morning!".
"Look at how useless you are," Liu Hongshuo joked to his old friend.
"Haha!" Zhang Chenglin smiled casually and walked towards the door.
Fang Yi said goodbye to the teacher again, and then loudly said to the teacher's wife in the room, "I'm leaving." After listening to what the teacher's wife said about whether to eat or not, he explained a few more words, and then took the two dogs with him.
, came out of the teacher’s house.
After giving away the gifts to the two of them, they returned to the courtyard of their studio from teacher Liu Yuchan's house. Both Tao Yong and Wei Jin were already up.
Wei Jin was talking on the phone in the courtyard when he saw Fang Yi come in and waved and continued chatting on the phone.
Fang Yi listened to a few words and seemed to be talking about a house. Seeing Wei Jin put down the phone, he opened his mouth and asked: "Are you going to buy a house?".
"I just booked a studio, it's in the third row down the slope." Wei Jin put away the phone and said to Fang Yi: "It's really difficult to get a studio here now. It's the same as Zhou Tong's. Now
It costs more than 900,000 yuan, and there is still no room at the price. I have been begging for this one, and now I simply don’t use money as payment for a studio.”
Fang Yi was stunned for a moment and said: "Who else wants to buy a studio?".
Wei Jin said: "Who else is there? Tao Yong, Zhao Jie and Zhu Zheng want to buy it. They used to say it was to expand this place, but who knew that it was not built anymore. The new painter's village was built next to the airport, which is too far away from the city.
And the scenery is not as good as here. Yes
People with a little bit of money are looking at this place. Things are not going well here, so I want to switch the studio here to the one over there. I can make a net profit of hundreds of thousands from going back and forth. I use the one over there.
The studio replaced this one with a price difference of 600,000 yuan."
"This is all crazy!" Fang Yi couldn't understand. Considering the salary level in Shicheng, the average salary of the current house price can only buy one square meter in two or three months. Is there such a big demand? But after thinking about it, he put this question aside.
In the back of your mind, I won’t buy it no matter how expensive it is, so why should I care about this?
Fang Yi thought again and asked Wei Jin: "Which of you likes my studio?".
"Everyone likes it!" Wei Jin said, "But just buy it. It will be troublesome for anyone to buy your studio."
Fang Yi was confused: "I have both certificates. What's the trouble? What's the price now?"
"At least eight million," Wei Jin said to Fang Yi, "Are you short of money?".
"What money do I lack? I don't engage in investment or gambling." Fang Yi smiled and said, "I don't think you want a studio. I have an empty studio here, so I might as well sell it to you. The price is easy to talk about and it doesn't cost you once."
Pay, pay it slowly! You have all found the studio, so my place is empty. No one can live in it for a year or two and the house will be ruined. I might as well sell it to you, which saves you the trouble. I am in the United States
We have acquired a piece of land and a large studio has been built and is being renovated."
Wei Jin glanced at Fang Yi and said: "Are you afraid that no one will come to live in it? If you are not short of money, why are you selling it? If the house is not damaged, the land will soon be worth more than 8 million. Besides, aren't we still here?
There are often salons here, so they are very popular!"
"I didn't tell you," Fang Yi said with a smile. After hearing Wei Jin say that it was difficult to buy a house, Fang Yi wanted to transfer the house to his friend. Of course, he would just sell it to an outsider. Fang Yi really doesn't have much use now.
A place for money.
To put it bluntly, Fang Yi’s income from selling paintings this year has come into his pocket and he doesn’t know how to spend it. It’s three to four million U.S. dollars. Fang Yi doesn’t understand investing, and he doesn’t know anything about stock trading. Moreover, Fang Yi doesn’t know what to think about stocks.
These things are all pits of different sizes. I have sharpened my head in this regard, but it is not enough for those investors to stretch out their little fingers.
Wei Jin patted his friend's shoulder: "You should keep this house for yourself. If you are less famous and someone buys it, if you are such a famous person and spend this money to buy it for decades, the government can still let you buy other houses."
If your children and grandchildren continue to live there, your house may be a big problem."
"What's the trouble?" Fang Yi asked casually.
"One day, if you stretch out your legs, this house might become a Fang Yi Memorial Hall." Wei Jin said jokingly: "Who can live in this house without moving? No matter how thick your arms are, you can pass the government!".
Fang Yi blinked his eyes and said involuntarily: "You are thinking too far, aren't you? My memorial hall." Thinking about it again, it is really possible. The master level in his mind is not just nonsense.
Suddenly, this place might become a memorial hall.
This statement sounds a bit ridiculous now, but there are memorial halls and old residences all over the place. Many of these museums belong to old artists. Why can’t the folks in Shicheng use Fang Yi’s house after Fang Yi’s death?
Open a restaurant to collect some ticket money from tourists, and get some trivial money by the way?
"Then you have to show me the contents inside and keep them authentic," Fang Yi said jokingly.
"Don't worry, I haven't noticed that even your broken jeep has been repaired by me. Even if it's broken, let's not throw it away. This is to let the younger generation of painters see how hard and simple Master Fang was in the past.
You’re talking about such a crappy thing. There’s no chance that this story can even be used in textbooks.” Wei Jin puffed up his chest and patted it loudly.
Seeing Fang Yi laughing happily, Wei Jin said: "Stop laughing, didn't you say you were going to the hotel?".
"Yes, you just wasted some time by saying this." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards his little jeep. When he got there, he opened the door and felt that it was not possible. A car could not fit in it. Don't talk about his little jeep. Even if
Even if we borrow an Audi, we can't even fit in it. Not only are there four people in Keshma, but there is also a translator.
Wei Jin opened the car door at this time, looked at Fang Yi standing in front of the jeep and said, "Drive that thing? Go inside to get Tao Yong's car keys. Or drive Qi Kun's car."
"Are you coming with me?" Looking at Wei Jin's appearance, Fang Yi opened his mouth and asked.
"It's so new. How many people can sit in one car? Come on, let's go visit some scenic spots first. In the evening, Zhang Xu will be the host and we will have dinner at his restaurant." After saying that, Wei Jin got into the car.
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Hearing that Wei Jin was also going to pick up someone, Fang Yi didn't change into Tao Yong's car, but jumped directly into his own small jeep. Naturally, Round Tou and Flat Tou also got into the car. The two cars were in tandem.
After leaving the Painter's Village, we headed towards the hotel where the four of Keshma were staying.
What is there to say about visiting Shicheng? First, we visited the Mausoleum of the Founding Fathers, and then Shenwu Lake. After visiting these two scenic spots, we spent a whole day, and seven people and two cars drove to the entrance of Zhang Xu Restaurant. (To be completed.