When he arrived at the airport, Fang Yi was sure that he would not be late. Not only would he not be late, but he would also arrive twenty minutes early. He had to find a restaurant to have something to drink, and while drinking, he waited to hear the announcement of Zheng Yuan's flight landing.
As soon as the announcement rang, Fang Yi naturally arrived at the exit of the airport and waited for Zheng Yuan to come out.
Zheng Yuan walked out very simply, holding only a small suitcase lightly in his hand.
"How about moving with what I have?" Fang Yi and Zheng Yuan greeted each other and said jokingly: "You are asking me to carry this small box today?".
Zheng Yuan looked at Fang Yi and smiled and said: "More than that, I will know when I see you later. First go get a cart and then go to the ceremony place to get the gift!".
"I forgot about this." Fang Yi laughed twice after hearing this. The two of them walked towards the place where they picked up the car.
"Have you finally decided to take root in Los Angeles?" Fang Yi chatted with Zheng Yuan while walking.
Zheng Yuan sighed and said: "The competition for the one I like is too fierce, and there is no conclusion yet. I think it is better to choose this band first. A thousand birds in the forest is worse than a bird in the hand. What about you, you are busy these days. What?".
"What can I be busy with? It's not just painting," Fang Yi replied.
The two of them took it on the cart, and then went to the place where the gift was collected to pick up the gift. Only then did Xia Yi realize that he was wrong. Not only was he wrong, but he was also wrong. There were almost ten boxes in Zheng Yuan, large and small, with a handful of them.
The cello filled the cart pushed by the two men.
When they arrived at the parking lot, Zheng Yuan looked at Fang Yi's Continental and said, "Why are you driving this car? Does it look like it can pull things? It can't fit in this car." Some large gift boxes don't need to be looked at at all. Zheng Yuan knows how to stuff them through the car door.
Don't get in the car.
"How do I know you have so many things? But let's just put them away. Fortunately, I have the foresight." Fang Yi reached out and took out the key, pressed it, and opened the hard top of the car. In this way, all the big salutes were put in the car.
For the trunk, let's put the rest in the back seat first.
A luxury car is a luxury car, but it is really incompetent for carrying things. The space is so limited that Zheng Yuan sat in the car with two small bags in her arms. As for the hard top of the car, it could not be closed at all.
The salute was raised higher than the roof of the car. I drove to the door of the small house rented by Zheng Yuan.
"Isn't the house a little too small?" Fang Yi said, looking at the small house on this floor. The whole house is a wooden bungalow. Although it is considered an exclusive house, the windows are all floor-to-ceiling and it looks bright and clean, but
In Fang Yi's opinion, this place is really too small. There's no need to go in and take a look. Fang Yi estimates that there is a small bedroom with a kitchen and a small living room inside. It would be impossible to get any bigger.
Zheng Yuan took out the key from her pocket: "Do you think I am like you, with too much money to spend? I have been searching for this house for more than two weeks. I want to live in a safer community. And it is cheaper.
, it’s better to start early! Stop complaining and move things quickly!”.
"Work! Work!" After hearing this, Fang Yi turned around, lifted two of the salutes piled on the car into his hands, and followed Zheng Yuan as he opened the door and entered the hut.
They were all boxes, and it didn’t take much trouble. The two of them transported all the boxes to the living room in less than ten minutes.
On the last trip, Fang Yi took the wine prepared in his car and entered the house. Looking at the boxes that were almost crowded in the small living room, Fang Yi asked casually: "How far is this place from your band?".
"About thirty minutes' drive" was done and the first thing Zheng Yuan did was to open a box, take out a kettle and start boiling water for Fang Yi to make tea.
"Then you still want to buy a car?".
"Well. I'm going to check out some good second-hand cars online and buy one," Zheng Yuan said while standing in the kitchen. It was more like a corner of the living room than a kitchen, and there was only enough space for one person to turn around.
He handed the wine in his hand to Zheng Yuan: "This is a gift for you to move!".
"You are really stingy. You are becoming more and more stingy as you get richer. No wonder people say rich people are stingy." Zheng Yuan took the wine and joked to Fang Yi.
"When you buy a house, I'll give you a painting." Fang Yi happily pointed at the wine in Zheng Yuan's hand: "Now this is the only thing you can do! If you don't want anything else, just buy a house as soon as possible!".
Zheng Yuan smiled and raised the wine bottle in his hand: "Would you like to open it now?"
"You can keep it for yourself. It's better to drink tea now. This thing won't quench your thirst!" After saying that, Fang Yi turned around and looked around in the hut. There wasn't much to see. There was only this little space in total.
. After a few glances, he understood it completely. He sat back on the sofa and chatted with Zheng Yuan, listening to her talk about her job search.
"Go to the nearby supermarket later and buy some things. Today I will cook and make you some specialties!" Zheng Yuan looked at the watch on her wrist and said to Fang Yi. The two of them came back from the airport, and now there are people outside the house.
I'm almost seeing stars.
Fang Yi looked at the sky outside the glass window: "Forget it, find a place nearby to eat, and then you can come back to clean up the house and salute. You have been running around all day, and I will have plenty of time to try your craftsmanship.
, we are not far away anyway!”.
"Okay!" After saying that, Zheng Yuan stood up, took something from the suitcase, and motioned to Fang Yi for everyone to set off.
After simply finding a restaurant and finishing the meal, Fang Yi sent Zheng Yuan back, and then drove the car back to his home. When Zheng Yuan decided to buy a car, Fang Yi took the initiative to accompany Zheng Yuan.
Let’s go to someone’s house to look at second-hand cars. A case of killing a young woman on the pretext of selling a car has just happened here in the United States. Fang Yi doesn’t want a girl like Zheng Yuan to go to someone else’s house to look at some kind of car.
Zheng Yuan settled down in Los Angeles, and the two of them originally said they had nothing to do. But in the next month, Fang Yi and Zheng Yuan only talked on the phone a few times and wanted to say hello to each other. Zheng Yuan
Yuan was busy practicing the piano, while Fang Yi was busy painting, and from time to time he would wait for some animals to be killed nearby to pay money to watch. In short, both of them were busy with what they were doing, so gatherings could only be regarded as
Talk about it.
For Fang Yi, watching slaughter is not a pleasant thing. Although when he picked up the pen to draw the skinned animal, Fang Yi could not think of anything else. He was focused and devoted. But when the brush left the paper, it was clear that
The bloody scene, accompanied by the pungent smell of blood, still made Fang Yi feel sick to his stomach. This was not like watching an autopsy in China. The corpses soaked in formalin were dead from the beginning. Now these animals in front of him are all dead.
It was very lively at first.
However, Fang Yi quickly discovered a substitute. Thanks to the rapid development of science, there is now a technology called specimen plastination. Whether it is an animal or human body, this technique can be used to preserve it.
Wanting to study everything, Fang Yi even saw a specimen of an African elephant. Not only could he clearly see the direction of the muscles, but also the point where the muscle bonds attached to the bones was clear.
Such specimens finally freed Fang Yi from the bloody slaughter scene. But the uncomfortable experience in the previous period made Fang Yi feel a little emotional about the fragility of life. The screams of the cattle and sheep about to be slaughtered,
This gave Fang Yi a different feeling, and he began to conceive of his third work this year.
Fang Yi, who was standing in the studio, was drawing the seventh sketch on the drawing paper. Below was a strong bull with strong and strong muscles and firm and steady eyes.
Fang Yi did not express the pity of animals or the cruelty of human beings. He just wanted to express a small view of life through his canvas.
I don’t have any objections to vegetarian Fang Yi. It’s their choice. They have the right to choose their own diet. But for people who eat, including Fang Yi himself, this is another choice. Fang Yi doesn’t like that.
The act of forcing one's own choices on another group of people.
Fang Yi is very disgusted by those people who not only protest but also use actions to obstruct the legitimate behavior of others under the banner of protectionism. As long as it is within the legal framework, I can eat whatever I like, what does it have to do with you?
Why don't you let me eat if you don't want to eat? Aren't you a bit fascist in doing this?
With this idea in mind, Fang Yi certainly could not follow some messy protectionist thinking and put animals in the position of victims. Fang Yi chose the protagonists of the canvas to be bulls and cowboys, without even bloody scenes.
The scene is also the confrontation before the killing.
The image of the bull has evolved six times in the manuscript, and the image of the cowboy has also changed three times. The five cowboys from far away were reduced to three by Fang Yi.
Fang Yi's pencil drew an arm on the manuscript. The arm was bent and held a sharp knife in its palm. After drawing these, he took two steps back and stared at the arm carefully for four or five minutes.
After that, Fang Yi shook his head. He was still not satisfied with the movement arrangement of the knife-holding arm. He let out a sigh of relief. Fang Yi gently made a small cross on the sketch paper to mark the drawing.
The sketch will soon be relegated to the brazier in the studio.
The arm holding the knife is a very important part. Fang Yi doesn't want to show a heroic figure in slaughtering the cow. He is just a simple cowboy slaughtering the cow. The bull does not have to be pitiful. On the contrary, the bull's horns are also like the knife in the cowboy's hand.
Just as sharp. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, but a struggle in life. It is not only the fate of bulls, but also the fate of cowboys. Because cowboys earn their own lives and that of their family by raising, selling and killing cows.
Without these, the cowboy's life will be endangered.
Just like someone said, when is the bow and arrow most threatening? It is when it is drawn but not fired. Now Fang Yi wants to express it on his canvas, showing the tension and crisis of the previous moment. Different from reality, in
On his own canvas, Fang Yi gave both sides almost equal chances. Either one could win. The cowboy could insert the knife in his hand into the bull's neck, and the bull could also use its horns to take away the cowboy's life.
It is this kind of infinite possibility that Fang Yi wants to express on his canvas, leaving the space of imagination to the viewer. (To be continued...)