Yudian'er obviously didn't know Xiao Tong. When he saw Xiao Tong Zheng painting attentively, he said: "It turns out that someone is painting!".
Fang Yi was a little interested when he saw Xiao Tong's works, because Xiao Tong's paintings are good, not just in terms of technique, but also in a good style. The brushstrokes are very free and bright. There is no work by an art student.
That kind of restraint may have existed before, but it cannot be seen on the current canvas. Although the colors on the canvas are darker, the color matching and the grasp of the main color of the entire work are very distinctive. It is dark but does not look dull.
Shows a very strong personal style.
I didn't expect that little Tong had such abilities! Fang Yi watched Xiao Tong concentrate on painting and thought to himself.
"Uncle, let's go," Xiao Yudidian said, holding Fang Yi's hand and looking up at his uncle.
"Look at it for a while." Fang Yi bent down and said softly to the raindrops: "He painted well, uncle, take another look!".
Others couldn't hear it, but an old man standing next to Fang Yi heard this completely. He smiled and said to Fang Yi: "I don't see what's so interesting about such a gray work that doesn't even look like it."
Yes, besides, this painting is wrong, the sun hasn’t set yet!”
Fang Yi smiled at the old man and said nothing.
Xiao Yudian'er was a little unhappy about others doubting his uncle. He immediately looked at the old man and said, "My uncle is very good at painting. If he says yes, then it's good! Grandpa doesn't understand, so don't talk nonsense." After speaking, he held his head high
He looked at the old man with his head.
The old man was amused by Yudidian. He lowered his body and asked Yudidian, "How awesome is your uncle?" Looking at Yudidian, he nodded and said, "How awesome?".
"This is my uncle. He is a master of painting!" Yudiaoer said with a very proud tone.
The look of raindrops not only amused the old man, but also several people standing next to him. They looked at Fang Yi, who looked like a master at such a young age. Is there such a young master?!
Xiao Tong heard the laughter of the person behind him, and turned his head involuntarily. When he found Fang Yi standing behind him, the tranquility and indifference he had when he was painting immediately disappeared, and he instantly changed back to the day before yesterday.
At night, I don't know where to put my hands.
After working on it for several seconds, he put down the brush and wiped his hand on his trousers: "Hello, Mr. Fang!".
"I didn't expect to see you here." Fang Yi smiled at Xiao Tong. Then he looked at the restrained Xiao Tong and said, "Your painting is very good! Keep working hard, there will be no problem eating this bowl of rice." With Xiao Tong
With the current style, there is no big difficulty in getting into painting. There are many people who are worse than him at home or abroad who are doing well in the job. They already have the basic conditions to become famous and have style.
But to say it's good, it's not good enough for Fang Yi's name to pop up in his mind. Anyway, it's neither good nor bad. With Xiao Tong's character, don't think about it. You can only look at the gallery. If the gallery is powerful, you can do it.
Once you become famous, it's hard to tell how successful you will be if you don't work hard.
"Thank you, thank you! Mr. Fang!" After hearing what Fang Yi said, Xiao Tong immediately put a smile on his face and bowed slightly to Fang Yi.
The old man who just spoke looked at Xiao Tong, who was painting, being so respectful to Fang Yi, who looked about the same age. He frowned invisibly on his face, and then immediately turned around and left. When the old man left, the people next to him seemed to feel that
Something was 'off'. He also walked away. In less than a minute, five or six people dispersed like birds and beasts. These onlookers, who looked like birds and beasts, had not dispersed too far. They stopped several meters away from the two of them.
.
"Old sir, is this a liar?" The second person who just walked away walked up to the old man and asked, handing him a cigarette.
The old man took the cigarette, let him light it up, took a puff, and said: "Nine times out of ten! This liar doesn't have any tricks now! This is the first time I saw a liar who painted pictures today. If we go to watch, we won't say
You’ll be tricking us into paying for that painting later!”.
"That's right! The person with the child is too young. You see, the painting actor's performance is quite similar. He said something to the young man and had a respectful look on his face. The performance is real." The person clicked.
He lit up the cigarette, took a puff and said to the old man.
"Anyway, let's not get close to each other and let's watch them play it out!" The old man said proudly: "No matter how much we cheat, as long as we don't cheat and don't listen to their deceptions, we will definitely not be fooled!".
Fang Yi didn't know that the people around him were all frightened by the endless stream of swindlers in today's society, thinking that he and Xiao Tong were collaborating to deceive people.
"You do paint well and have great style. I'm not saying any polite words to you. You can continue painting. I'm leaving." After Fang Yi finished speaking, he took Xiaoyudidian's hand and turned around to leave.
"Look! When he saw us leaving, the young man didn't even want to talk anymore. No one was lying to us!" The old man became even more proud when he saw Fang Yi leaving.
"You are still very clever, you can see through it at a glance." The person next to him also curled his lips and said.
Xiao Tong watched Fang Yi take two steps, and immediately shouted to Fang Yi, "Mr. Fang!" without knowing what to think.
"What's the matter?" Fang Yi turned around and looked at Xiao Tong and asked.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you and your family because of what happened the night before yesterday!" Xiao Tong bowed to Fang Yi again and said.
Fang Yi smiled: "It's okay, your girlfriend forced you to come, right?".
"No! I wanted to go there myself. I entered the corridor behind you and heard what Aunt Yu said to you." Xiao Tong said with a little twinkling in his eyes.
Hearing what Xiao Tong said, Fang Yi became a little interested. He turned around and faced Xiao Tong and continued to ask: "Really?" Seeing Xiao Tong lowering his head and saying nothing, he knew that he had guessed right.
Tong was covering for his girlfriend Xiao Tao. If he hadn't seen Xiao Tong's work, Fang Yi would have turned around immediately without asking. However, this young man painted well, so Fang Yi thought it was excusable. Sometimes
The human heart is so weird.
"Why did you cover up for her?" Fang Yi asked with great interest.
Xiao Tong said: "She has done too much for me, but I have done too little! I am able to paint now because she works to earn money to support me. I have not earned a penny in almost two years."
When Xiao Tong arrived here, he was a little disappointed, but he quickly recovered. He looked at Fang Yi and said gratefully: "But today, the teacher said that my painting is very good, and I have confidence! Thank you, sir!"
bow.
In this moment, he had bowed to himself several times. Fang Yi looked a little tired, but thinking that Xiao Tong had not made any money in almost two years, Xiao Tao could still stay by his side. In today's society,
This girl is really rare. I feel like I should just do some good deeds and extend my hand, so as not to let others' bows be in vain.
Thinking of this, he asked Xiao Tong: "Do you want to try signing for a gallery?".
Xiao Tong was stunned immediately after hearing this. He felt that he was surrounded by a huge sense of happiness. He was stunned for almost twenty seconds. When he heard Fang Yi ask again, he came back to his senses and nodded immediately.
Said: "I want to sign, I want to sign!".
"I'm not saying that I want to sign you, and I don't have a gallery, but I know a gallery. If you are interested, bring your paintings to try your luck." Seeing Xiao Tong tapping on his head like a chicken pecking at rice,
After Fang Yi finished speaking, he started to dial the phone.
"Mr. Zheng! Long time no see." Fang Yi waited for the phone call and heard Zheng Xiaopeng's voice saying hello.
"Mr. Fang, you are such a rare visitor! I arrived early for Xiaohu's matter. I have been busy with art exhibitions in Funan Province for the past two days and I don't have time to visit you!" Zheng Xiaopeng immediately said enthusiastically on the other end of the phone.
Fang Yi heard him being so polite and said directly: "It's okay! I saw a good painter who hasn't signed up for a gallery yet. If you have time, ask him to come to your gallery to meet him!".
"This is a good thing! Ask him to give me his phone number and I will arrange a time."
"Okay!" Fang Yi held the phone, asked Xiao Tong, and then called Zheng Xiaopeng on the other end. The two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.
"Okay! You can pick out a few works that you think are the best and bring them with you." Fang Yi said to Xiao Tong and smiled before turning and walking away.
Xiao Tong bowed to Fang Yi several times: "Thank you! Mr. Fang."
Zheng Xiaopeng put down the phone and was a little dazed looking at Xiao Tong's phone number that he had just written down. He was thinking about the young man Fang Yi said was good. Of course, Zheng Xiaopeng also knew Fang Yi's character. Since he said it was good,
Then it's really good to be sure. Now Zheng
Xiaopeng is not doubting the truth or falsehood of what Fang Yi said, but is thinking about running a train, thinking about who Fang Yi thinks is good? He seems to have rated Lu Qikun very well! Who else is good? This thought
Then I discovered that both Lang Yanguang and Pang Xiaoyong seemed to be good in Fang Yi's opinion.
When I thought of this, I immediately stared at the phone number and started dialing with the phone at hand.
Xiao Tong waited for Fang Yi to leave his sight, and immediately jumped up happily. Signing for a gallery? Fang Yi actually helped him call a gallery. Xiao Tong felt that he was so happy now, and he was happy for a few minutes and immediately signed up.
I called Xiao Tao and explained the matter. Xiao Tao on the other end was very happy after hearing this. The two of them hugged the phone and didn't know what to say.
The two of them were chatting happily, but Zheng Xiaopeng was in trouble. He couldn't get through Xiaotong's number. He tried three times within ten minutes, and it wasn't until the fourth time that he got through.
"Hello, is this Mr. Tong? I am Zheng Xiaopeng, the general manager of Jinpeng Gallery."
Jinpeng Gallery! Jinpeng Gallery! Xiao Tong didn’t know how to describe his mood at this moment. Who among those who study painting now doesn’t know that Jinpeng Gallery and its affiliated Shicheng Qijun made Xiao Tong happy and stupid.
"Hey, hello! Mr. Tong, are you there?".
"I'm here, I'm here!".
"If you have time, later, no! You can go to Mingzhu Industrial Road in the afternoon the day after tomorrow... When you arrive, go directly to Manager Chen Shenglin and he will receive you," Zheng Xiaopeng said.
"I'm free, I'm free!" Xiao Tong only nodded.
After confirming the time, Zheng Xiaopeng hung up the phone. Now Xiao Tong was not in the mood to continue painting his works. He quickly packed up his things and ran home. (To be continued...)