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Chapter 385 Ideas

After receiving a call from Artur, Fang Yi listened to him saying that he wanted to move to Los Angeles. Of course, he welcomed him. Hearing that he wanted to buy a house, he went to the study and turned out the number on the front that said he wanted to buy a house.

, reported it to Artur, and listened to his friend complaining on the phone for about ten minutes before hanging up the phone.

Fang Yi stood in front of his easel, thinking blankly for a while, and then a wry smile appeared on his face. He never thought that Keshma and Anders had differences because of their artistic views. Maybe there was, but Fang Yi didn't

I didn't expect this day to come so quickly and so quickly.

In a certain sense, Fang Yi supported the views of both people at the same time, and both absorbed creative nutrients from traditional Chinese painting. Naturally, Fang Yi couldn't say which side he was partial to. As for whether the final results would be acceptable to the market, Fang Yi

Yi could only wish them good luck.

After thinking for a while, Fang Yi continued to immerse himself in his canvas, and it was Catherine sitting on the model table. This time, Fang Yi asked her to turn her back to him and tilt her head slightly to one side. Fang Yi began to return to his previous peaceful posture.

In terms of Angel's technique, he did not paint purely with Angel's technique, but combined some of his own ideas. As for whether the work can be completed, only God knows.

He knew Artur would come, but Fang Yi didn't expect it to be so soon. Only five or six days before the phone call, Artur had already appeared in Los Angeles. He had already taken care of his new home.

I called Fang Yi and invited my friends to get together at my new home.

The place is not too far away from the valley where Fang Yi lives now, but it's not too close either. On the contrary, it's quite close to the art village run by Zou Heming. Fang Yi is in a daze now and can't say anything.

At that time, I started to lose my mind. For safety reasons, Yeda generally requires

Beavis drove Fang Yi to see him off. However, this time when he went to Artur's house for a small gathering, Fang Yi did not let Beavis come with him, and instead of driving, Fang Yi chose to go there on horseback. He took along the things he had given to Jardel and Li last time.

A sketch drawn by Ji as a way to celebrate the relocation of his friend.

There was no need to take the main road without a car. Fang Yi rode his horse at a trot for almost twenty minutes. After leaving the mouth of the valley, he got on the horse track and arrived at Artur's new home. A small farm of more than ten acres, standing on the second floor of a wooden

The small building is not far away. Fang Yi doesn't believe that this is his friend's new home. It's not that the house is not luxurious enough, but the scene that Fang Yi sees now makes Fang Yi unbelievable. A man wearing a Mexican big-brimmed hat

He is driving a tractor and plowing the ground like a farmer.

"Altur!" Fang Yi first checked the location on his mobile phone and made sure that he was looking for the right place. Then he roared at the top of his lungs.

When he heard someone calling his name, Artur, who was driving a tractor to plow the fields, immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of Fang Yi. When he saw Fang Yi on the horse, he didn't seem to dare to recognize him immediately, but shouted loudly.

One sentence: "Yi?!".

Hearing this voice, Fang Yicai confirmed that the man wearing a large-brimmed Mexican hat was his friend Artur. He immediately slid off the horse, opened the door and walked in.

"Why are you dressed like an old Mexican farmer!" Fang Yi and Artur hugged each other, then looked at their friend and said jokingly: "Why didn't you notify me? Let me pick you up at the airport! You booked a house so quickly!"

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Artur said with a smile: "The economist sent me some photos, and I chose this place after looking at it. It cost more than two hundred thousand dollars, and asked the original farmer to keep everything, so I came here with a small bag.

It will take a few days to get the easel and so on. It will be shipped by sea. It’s just a small package and you don’t need to pick it up at the airport.”

After saying this, Artur looked at Fang Yi. He hadn't seen him for several months. Fang Yi had grown a beard on his face, and it was not short. The beard of one or two centimeters covered Fang Yi's young and handsome face.

It makes Fang Yi look more mature. With a cowboy hat stuck on his head, paired with jeans and riding boots, he looks like an American cowboy. Looking closer, Fang Yi’s hair is now also

Unlike before, I tied a small ponytail on the back of my head with a brace.

"You have lost a lot of weight," Artur said, looking at Fang Yi, "and your appearance has also changed a lot. If I were on the street, I wouldn't recognize you. Why did you remember to grow a beard and hair?"

Fang Yi smiled after hearing this: "It's not intentional, I'll just cut it off myself when I feel uncomfortable." The current style may look cool to some people and has the flavor of a mature man. But for Fang Yi

I don’t like this, but I don’t have time to take care of my appearance during this period. I will only shave or cut off my too-long hair when I can’t stand it anymore. When I saw my friend Fang Yi, it was gone.

During this period of gloom, Artur naturally did not notice Fang Yi's persistence.

"Go inside." Artur led Fang Yi and walked towards the small house with two rooms more than 100 meters away.

On the road, Fang Yi looked at some green plastic barriers and there were actually quite a few chicks. There were also some that Fang Yi couldn't tell were ducks or goslings. They were only a little big, and they were still yellow and fluffy.

, you can tell at a glance that Artur just bought it.

"You actually keep this?" Fang Yi asked, pointing to the bunch of chickens, ducks and so on.

Artur seemed to be in a good mood at this time and said to Fang Yi: "You don't know, my previous ideal was to be either a painter or a farmer. Now I am both a painter and a farmer!".

Fang Yi smiled after hearing this, and followed Artur into the house while chatting. Artur prepared something to drink for Fang Yi, while Fang Yi started to look at his friend's new house. It was not very suitable to say that a new house was

, because the furniture and other items looked like they had been used by the original owner, even the bed and some daily necessities were new. Of course, the whole house was not as big as Fang Yi’s house. There were three bedrooms upstairs and two rooms downstairs, and the rest

It has a kitchen, dining room, and living room, a standard American farm-style house.

After visiting for a while, Fang Yi asked: "Where are you going to put the studio?" In a place like this, there is simply no way to have too much space for a studio.

After handing Fang Yi a cup of coffee, Artur said, "I'm going to turn the barn behind into a studio."

Fang Yi took the coffee and joked with a smile: "You lived in a barn in Paris, and now you still have your studio in a barn in Los Angeles. Your life hasn't changed much! Are you saving your money for investment?". In this small land now.

To Artur, his son was nothing but a drop in the bucket.

"I can't make any investment, so I just leave it and wait to get it when I need it. I'm very satisfied with my current living standard, at least it's much better than in Paris, isn't it? The house is my place and mine.

"Artur said. When they talked about Paris, the two of them started talking about the other three friends.

As soon as he mentioned this, Artur's face became a little sad. He told Fang Yi what happened these days, and then sighed and said: "I wish I could go back to the old days, when we lived together.

Although we don’t have much money, we are having a good time. We talk about art and ideas together, and all our ideas are perfecting linearism in one place. Now everyone seems to have everything, but differences have also arisen!”

Looking at Artur's disappointed expression, Fang Yi tried to persuade him: "Actually, it's a good thing. Both of them have new ideas, and in my opinion, their new ideas are also very good. Now they just

They all want to convince each other, and in their hearts they don’t want to split immediately, but they want to unify everyone’s ideas.” Fang Yi didn’t know what method to use.

Fa Lai tried to persuade Artur and had no choice but to comfort him with this statement. As for whether Keshma and Anders would eventually turn against each other because of such differences, Fang Yi really couldn't say now, because both of them were quite talented.

A person of individual personality. At this point, Fang Yi doesn't think he has the ability to unify the two people's ideas. He is afraid that it will be counterproductive if he gets involved.

After saying this, Fang Yi began to change the topic to happier things: "Your four works now are really good, not to mention the response, I think the Japanese are almost complaining with you!".

Now the four people have completed the creation based on the Holocaust and sent it to the gallery. With the influence of the four people now, they can predict

We can see how much repercussions these four bloody works will cause. Even the Japanese Embassy in the United States raised objections to the works of the four people. Denying history is also something that Japan often does, let alone a small group.

, the Japanese government itself does this. If there is no public support, what right-wing and history-denying person can become the prime minister now?

"It's better for them to protest," Artur said without caring at all, taking a sip of coffee: "We are just stating a fact."

"I heard that some Japanese are clamoring to buy your works and then destroy them." Fang Yi said with a smile: "That's okay, Zou Heming is very happy to hear it anyway." If the Japanese are going to buy your works, Zou Heming, the

The profiteers will probably sharpen their knives.

Artur said: "They don't have to think about it. Keshma's work is already in the Metropolitan Museum. Our three works have also been ordered by several private collectors, two of which are from China."

Home, they don’t have this chance.”

Fang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then he joked with emotion: "But I really hope that the Japanese will buy it back, and then you can create more, and you may not be able to make a living by relying on these bastards for the rest of your life. If this is really the case,

Why don't I join in and earn six to seven million US dollars a year? This business can be done!"

Fang Yi is joking about this matter. I don’t know that there are some twists and turns in getting Keshima’s work into the Metropolitan Collection. Because now the U.S. government wants to see the United States and Japan as a family, and we can work together to deal with the threat from China. It’s a bit difficult to hide such works.

Untimely, some congressmen made some noise through private channels. However, these voices did not have much impact on the Metropolitan Museum.

Of course, these are all digressions, but Fang Yi likes this trick. The metropolitan collection is much more influential than the private collection. Not to mention the private collection, even if it is placed in the memorial hall in Shicheng, it has no such influence. Visit

The number of people is different, and the influence is naturally different. Fang Yi suddenly had an impulse in his mind, thinking whether he should create a painting in the future and hang it in these big museums.


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