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Chapter 348 High School

When Fang Yi said the above words, he did not include his influence in the country. Now that Fang Yi is an internationally famous artist, it can be said that it is real and not full of water. It is not like many words.

It is famous but no one else knows about it.

There are only a handful of famous Chinese artists in foreign art circles, including Liao Liao and Liao Liao. None of them founded a school of painting. They all do the work of Xiao Gui and Cao Sui. Of course, such Fang Yi is an art critic.

We are extremely excited. The vast majority of domestic art critics are very positive about Fang Yi's works. These people include the art critics who showed disdain for Fang Yi's works when Fang Yi was in China.

This phenomenon is understandable. Domestic art critics' support for Fang Yi is also very simple, because Fang Yi is Chinese. Just like the support of the French for Bobil. Bobill's classicism is just like Fang Yi.

When Yi came to China, the whole of Europe was in an uproar. The old man's technical expression was jaw-dropping, and his arrogance also made many European critics unhappy. Art critics' connection with the work

It was even more difficult to compare Fang Yi to Fang Yi. How could they not have thought of what Fang Yi saw? Soon, labels such as disrespect for the predecessors and arrogance were slapped on Bobil's head. Even the British

The authoritative media criticized Bobil's work. However, after the French criticized it for a while, many art critics began to side with Bobill and began to defend the old boy.

Now Fang Yi's treatment in China is not much different from that of Bobiel. Domestic art critics are slowly beginning to be proud of Fang Yi. His works have been published and have been recognized internationally. As a Chinese,

You can be proud of it no matter what, just like our Moutai won the gold medal at some world wine tasting festival.

And Fang Yi doesn't care much about this matter anymore. Before he became famous in Europe and America, he thought about becoming famous, but after becoming famous, he found that it was just like this. He had three meals a day, and even if he didn't eat one, he would feel hungry. To put it bluntly,

It’s just that I wanted it before, but now that I have it, it doesn’t matter. Needless to say, everyone has experienced this, and you will understand it if you think about it. To use an Internet language to describe it: behind every goddess, there is a person who fucks her.

A man who wants to vomit!

Now Fang Yi has no time to care about these things. He has already transferred his position from Shiyi and went to his high school to return home in glory. Keshma and Anders also went with him. Originally, Fang Yi's high school principal did not have extravagant expectations.

Five people came together, but now five people come together, that is naturally the best.

It can be seen from the expression of the principal's chest and protuberance and smile on his face. While walking beside Fang Yi, he said: "Mr. Fang Yi, do we have time to gather all the students in the school and let you tell everyone?

What do you think about sharing your experience of success and inspiring current students?"

Fang Yi shook his head after hearing this and said: "The little achievements I have achieved are not of any general use. It is better not to do this. To be honest, I don't know what to tell them at all."

Fang Yi was telling the truth. He really had nothing to say. He stood on the podium and looked at a group of middle school and high school students. What could he say? What about the good living conditions at home, or was he lucky enough to meet his teacher Liu Hongshuo? These

How can it be touching or tearful when told about this thing? The most unlucky thing so far is my cheating love affair. However, it is not appropriate to bring this thing to school. Isn’t this a redirected attempt to encourage students to fall in love prematurely?

"Just talk. Talk about whatever you want." The principal did not give up and still persuaded Fang Yi to give a big report to the students. In the principal's opinion, Fang Yi had too many remarkable things: "When I came here,

I just heard a short story. Many alumni from previous batches said that you stared at a tree motionless for several hours. That’s a story!”

Fang Yi was stunned for a moment, then quickly remembered that he was studying tree bark. He couldn't help looking at the principal with a little surprise and asked: "Do you still know about this? I was studying the texture of tree bark at that time, but that

The rumors at that time were not good, and it was said on campus that I was crazy."

The principal said happily: "As a principal, I know a little bit about the students who have graduated from our school and have successful careers. Just tell me more stories like this!".

Others think you are crazy, but in fact you are really crazy. Who wants to hear such a story? What I want is someone like you who is not only not crazy but also has achieved such great achievements. Such a story itself has quite educational significance.

What a good subject. If you ask the principal to talk about it now, he will immediately come up with one idea: Only by focusing can you achieve success. The principal was still dubious at first, but who knew that Fang Yi personally confirmed this matter today, so he should explain it carefully.

.

"Let's demonstrate sketching and coloring to the students in the art class. We can save other things if we can." Fang Yizhi didn't want to show up in front of the teachers and students of the school and give a report on successful learning. Because he was doing this.

Many people in the world are just talk-talkers. How can the people who are really at the top of an industry have the time to tell others about business and success? Do you want Buffett to tell you about stocks? Or do you want Bill to tell you about it?

How to get Microsoft out?

After saying that, he looked at the four Keshima people who had fallen a step behind. Now his four friends were very happy. They had never seen them before. Now the four of them plus Fang Yi all had a red scarf around their necks. Fang Yi looked at the red scarf.

I was embarrassed for a while. I don’t know who thought of making this thing. As soon as I and the others entered the school gate, some girls from junior high school ran up and tied on this thing. I am all in my twenties.

Now that you are dead, you should have quit the Young Pioneers a long time ago.

The people in Keshima were so happy that they had never seen such a formation before and had never enjoyed such treatment. They got out of the car and entered the school. They immediately saw students standing on both sides of the road, holding colorful balls in their hands.

He welcomed them, and then ran up to tie this red cloth strip for them. They were thinking happily that they were enjoying the treatment of heads of state. Don't tell me, there are really so many such formations.

Meaning.

Hearing what Fang Yi said, the principal couldn't insist, so he had to lead Fang Yi towards his office, let the guests have a rest, and then everyone chatted, and they had to pose for the city's TV station to take pictures.

It's a piece of news, but it's not broadcast on the local TV station, so I'll watch it in the office when no one else is around.

Fang Yi was originally preparing for the start of the day. In the morning, he followed the school's arrangements. In the afternoon, he and his friends painted a model painting for the students in the school's art class. Thinking of this, he turned around and looked at the back happily.

My friends, I thought that some of you are not happy anymore, so please leave a piece of your work for everyone. Since everyone is smiling, I will make some contributions to my alma mater!

Fang Yi and Keshima were sitting on the sofa in the school conference room. Keshima didn't feel anything, but Fang Yi felt a little uncomfortable. There were large white leather single sofas in the conference room.

The large carpet in the center formed a C shape, and everyone sat and chatted with each other. As for the director, director, etc., they all sat in the second row, behind a few people. The missing space was

There were several cameras set up.

Think about it, everyone, how familiar this situation is! Fang Yi looks a bit like the first few minutes of the 7 o'clock news every night, the only difference is in his influence.

After finishing the modeling here, the principal took Fang Yi to the newly completed exhibition hall. While walking, he introduced Fang Yi and said: "This exhibition hall was built with the strong support of the Municipal Education Bureau and the district committee. The main purpose is

It contains your works, as well as some outstanding works of graduates. It seems a bit small now, but it also leaves room for expansion."

As Fang Yi walked, he saw a modern small square building with a few steel locks standing between a row of newly planted saplings. The snow-white building was like a bird spreading its wings, looking light and nimble.

Seeing such a building, Fang Yi calculated in his mind and knew that the money to build this exhibition hall was certainly not a small sum for the school. Asking for money from the district and the Education Bureau did not know how much energy it would take.

Where is there no shortage of money now? The district and the Education Bureau are also faced with countless hands.

"This exhibition hall is really well built," Fang Yi couldn't help but said to the principal next to him.

The smile on the principal's face became even brighter: "Although there were some twists and turns, it was finally completed!".

Not far from the entrance of the exhibition hall, Fang Yi raised his eyes and saw the former teacher Sun standing under the steps of the exhibition hall with a smile on his face. Behind him were two young-looking people, a man and a woman.

The person behind him was unknown, but Teacher Sun Fang Yi saw it at a glance, and took two quick steps to reach Teacher Sun: "Teacher Sun, why are you standing here? I'm getting ready to come to your place after visiting the exhibition hall.

I’m going to see you in the office.”

"I just want to see the talents of the artists who started Linearism," Teacher Sun joked to Fang Yi happily, "I never thought that there would be such a master among my students in my lifetime!".

Fang Yi looked at Teacher Sun. Over the years, Teacher Sun's hair had not only turned white, but also become thinner. However, he still looked very energetic and his face was quite rosy.

"Don't expect you to come to the door to greet me. You are a teacher and I am a student." Fang Yi said, reaching out to hold Teacher Sun's arm, and walked up the steps toward the exhibition hall.

Fang Yi supported the teacher and walked in, naturally leaving the principal behind him. The principal was stunned for a moment and then his face became happy immediately. He showed respect to Fang Yi for Teacher Sun and the four principles of respecting teachers.

This word is quite valuable in the principal's heart.

Supporting the teacher into the exhibition hall, Fang Yi followed Teacher Sun's pace and began to walk while listening to Teacher Sun introduce the works hanging in the hall. These works were all by former graduates, and Fang Yi could see the level.

As time goes by, the level of writing becomes higher, and there are more works by graduates in the same field.

"There is a room upstairs that displays your works from that time." Teacher Sun gently raised his hand and patted Fang Yi's arm: "Let's go and take a look."

"Okay!" Fang Yi held the teacher's arm and walked upstairs to the steps: "Teacher Sun, be careful with the steps."

"I'm not that old yet." Teacher Sun laughed and walked upstairs with his feet raised. (To be continued...)


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