Fang Yi drove his car to the door of his house. He just stopped the car and came out. When he looked up, he saw a middle-aged man in his forties standing next to the house, stretching his head and holding a bundle of things in his hand.
"What's the matter with you?" Fang Yi couldn't help but ask this person. He was holding a cloth bag in his hand. Could it be that he was here to give a gift to his uncle? But the uncle had already left. This gift was too strange.
I'm a little old, I haven't even driven a car. And I'm not really dressed in a fashionable way. The clothes I'm wearing are pretty good, from a well-known brand in China. The labels on the sleeves of my suit haven't been cut off yet. It doesn't look like that.
I bought it, but when I put it on him, it looked like it was borrowed.
After listening to Fang Yi's words, the man was stunned for a moment, and then he took out a photo from his pocket. He looked up at Fang Yi and then lowered his head again. He did this several times and almost made Fang Yi lose his mind.
Yi was so happy.
"I'm looking for you!" This person seemed to be sure that the person he was looking for was Fang Yi. He immediately put the photo back in his pocket, walked two steps to Fang Yi with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand:
"My name is Li Dayou! Are you Mr. Fang Yifang?"
"Yes!" Fang Yi shook hands with him and asked curiously: "What do you want from me?" Fang Yi was sure that he had never seen this person before, not even once.
"So, Mr. Fang, I come from..." Li Dayou continued to tell Fang Yi where he came from: "Our place is called Crosstown, and hemp is grown around the town. In the past, the hemp we had there was all for supply.
The exported linen is famous all over the country in terms of the quality of the linen, and it is no worse than the foreign linen, but it is no longer available now. Is it so exciting? We want to produce linen for you to use for painting." This person said as he opened his own linen.
pack.
After listening to what this person said, Fang Yi couldn't help but smile when he saw the package opened in his hand. He had heard of this kind of thing before, but it often happened to famous Chinese painting artists. Some people were holding half-cut pieces of rice paper.
.Knocked on the door of a famous brand and asked which factory it was from.
The company came here and wanted the masters to try the brushes. In fact, the test brushes were fake and the fake paintings were real! Many masters have been fooled like this in the past, but now that the masters of traditional Chinese painting have become proficient in it, no one will do it again.
It worked. This trick was still used in the early 1990s.
"Do you know that I paint oil paintings?" Fang Yi asked with a smile. It doesn't take a minute for me to paint a picture here. It takes decades of skill to roll a brush and roll it out for you. I
It now takes at least ** months to paint an oil painting. I really want to see how you do it. But it is still innovative. Instead of saying that you are from a linen factory, you said that you are the deputy mayor.
It's changed a bit.
After hearing this, Li Dayou looked at Fang Yi and blinked his eyes and said: "I know this! If I hadn't known that you paint oil paintings and are so famous, I wouldn't have come to see you! You should take a look at our cloth first." After that,
Passed the cloth in front of Fang Yi.
Fang Yi took the linen and looked at it. There are two types, one is woolen and the other is fine. It is indeed linen for canvas. It adopts the warp and weft texture weaving method, and the texture is smooth and even. It can be traced by hand.
It's smooth, and after careful inspection, there are very few threads in the wiring. Fang Yi casually pulled out a weft thread, held it with one hand, and then pulled the thread hard with the other hand. He looked at the section carefully and said to Li Dayou.
: "This cloth is good!".
Upon hearing this, Li Dayou immediately said happily: "Can Mr. Fang use our cloth?"
Fang Yi shook his head and said: "It's still a little far from what I asked for, but the hemp produced in your town is so good. We should improve the weaving process. The thinnest hemp you brought is not suitable for me to use."
"The linen is good, but the weave is not very good, and the fine cloth in Fang Yi's hands is not as strong and dense as Fang Yi wants.
Their cloth is actually quite good when used as a general canvas, but Fang Yi is not an ordinary person in his pickiness! Fang Yi has a strange taste when it comes to the choice of painting materials. The linen should be smooth, dense but not too dense, and the fiber
It should be thin and long enough, so
There are fewer joints. Although Fang Yi can no longer see the lines of linen clearly after laying the foundation, it does not prevent Fang Yi from being picky. Not to mention using cloth that is not pleasing to the eye, or anything that is not pleasing to the eye.
, Fang Yi will also feel uncomfortable mentally.
Li Dayou was not disappointed after hearing this, but asked Fang Yi again: "What are your requirements? Tell me, and I will report it to them when I get back."
Fang Yi listened to what he said and found it interesting, so he began to explain his requirements to the delicate cloth he brought.
Li Dayou immediately took out a small notebook from his suit pocket: "Please slow down and let me write it down!".
Fang Yi repeated what he said again, and after seeing Li Dayou write it down in the notebook, he returned the cloth in his hand: "If nothing happens, I'll go in!".
"Hey! You are busy on your way." Li Dayou took the cloth and turned back along the way he came. Fang Yi looked at his back and smiled as he entered the yard.
Fang Yi's uncle's house was lively and lively.
Xiao Tong and Xiao Tao are also busy at home. Although they will go to the gallery to deliver their works tomorrow afternoon, Xiao Tao wants to adjust his mood and get enough rest to make a good impression on others. Today they are preparing to do so.
Heading to Mingzhu. Xiao Tao also specially asked for leave to accompany her boyfriend. The two planned to go to Mingzhu today.
Of course, the meeting went very smoothly. In less than two hours, Chen Shenglin and Xiao Tong and Xiao Tao met and talked. Xiao Tong officially became the contracted painter of Jinpeng Gallery. The speed was so fast that neither Xiao Tong could believe it.
!
It wasn't until he walked out of Jinpeng that Xiao Tong turned to Xiao Tao and said, "Slap me!".
"What?" Xiao Tao asked in confusion.
"I'm afraid I'm dreaming."
Xiao Tong's words amused the gallery staff who followed the two of them out. The young man in his twenties looked at Xiao Tong and said with a smile: "Mr. Tong, you are not dreaming, I am still standing next to you."
Woolen cloth!".
"Excuse me, Mr. Lu!" Xiao Tao said immediately to the young man.
"No! Just call me Xiao Lu. Mr. Tong is the contracted painter of our gallery. This is my responsibility," Xiao Lu said with a smile. Since Jin Peng decided to sign Xiao Tong, the two of them can't sleep together now.
We were in a small hotel and had to change to a designated hotel. Not only that, Xiao Lu also paid yesterday's room fee and helped pay for the bus fare.
Jin Peng is still willing to spend money to win over his contracted painter. After attracting an operational painter, he will not care about everything in the future. The next thing is not only to praise the painter, but also to retain the painter. After signing the contract,
If you send people away, what kind of human relations are there? If you want to keep your money tree, you have to start with these ordinary little things. Saving this little money in a petty way is not what a shrewd gallery dealer should do.
Xiao Lu drove the two of them to a small business hotel to pick up the gifts and then sent them directly to a five-star hotel on the same street as the gallery. He directly opened a double bed room and sent the two of them into the room.
"I'm sorry, I was planning to open a better one. But it's full now." Xiao Lu carried their bags into the room and then gave the waiter a tip.
After hearing this, Xiao Tong immediately waved his hand and said, "It's great here! Thank you. When you go back later, thank Mr. Chen for me."
"Then I'll go back if nothing happens. If I have any requirements, just call the gallery. Or you can just call me directly." After Xiao Lu finished speaking, he looked at the two of them and nodded before closing the door.
This is the first time for the two of them to stay in a five-star hotel. Xiao Tong has never had a job, and Xiao Tao is also a small employee of the company. Even if she is on a business trip or something, it is impossible for her to stay in such a high-end hotel, which is usually...
How could they spend a few days without the comfort and completeness here? After they were happy, the two began to explore the facilities inside. When their love became more intense, they even took a bath together, which was too troublesome to explain.
.
Fang Yi stayed in Shicheng for another day. Then Lu Qikun, who had something to do in Mingzhu, drove him to Mingzhu to catch a flight back to Los Angeles.
At noon, Chen Shenglin set up a table. He said he wanted to see Fang Yi off and wanted to thank him for helping the gallery find a new painter.
Lu Qikun and Fang Yi took turns driving to the door of Chen Shenglin's hotel. As soon as they got off the car, they saw Chen Shenglin coming up to them.
"Mr. Fang! Mr. Lu!" Chen Shenglin smiled and extended his hand to the two of them.
Fang Yi shook his head and said: "It sounds awkward, you might as well call me Fang Yi!".
"It sounds harsh to me too," Lu Qikun said with a smile.
Chen Shenglin smiled inwardly, "You are in the limelight abroad, and you are a domestic young artist who is leading the way. If you are good at it, it will belong to Xiao Fang Xiaolu! Besides, you are not signed by your own gallery. I won't be surprised if there are many people here. If I come up,
Just call it, that’s not appropriate either.
Of course, Chen Shenglin kept these words in his heart and did not say them out loud. Then he introduced Xiao Tong, who was standing a few meters away, to Lu Qikun. Fang Yi only nodded at him. Then a group of people
Go to the private room.
There were only a few people in total, and the private room was not big. Everyone sat down and started serving food. No one was drinking, so they just chatted while eating.
"How did you discover Xiao Tong?" Lu Qikun asked Fang Yi.
"He lives upstairs in our house!" Fang Yi put down the chopsticks in his hand and wiped his hands.
"I'm renting Aunt Yu's house," Xiao Tong said when he felt his girlfriend kicking him lightly under the table.
Xiao Tao continued the topic of her boyfriend and briefly talked about how she rented a house. Then Xiao Tong talked about how she met Fang Yi in the square.
Lu Qikun didn't care about other things, but turned to Fang Yi and said: "You are really lucky. You saw one when you came back. I didn't see one even when I was squatting in Shicheng! Love can be discussed in Shicheng.
People who are good at painting have rented your house!"
Lu Qikun saw Xiao Tong's work that Chen Shenglin passed on to Wang Hongqi and others the day before yesterday. Xiao Tong's style is indeed unique, and Wang Hongqi and others also think it is very good. The most annoying thing is that Fang Yi has just returned.
Oh my god, I can meet one. And as I stay in Shicheng every day, I have met many people who have connections, but none of them can draw.
"Luck is also a kind of strength. Don't compare with me on this point," Fang Yi said with a smile.
Xiao Tong immediately nodded after hearing this. In his heart, he simply agreed with Fang Yi's statement. He was proof of it. In one day, the clouds were clear and the sun was clear.
The whole thing looks simple, but it's not. Xiao Tong didn't paint for a day or two. Who would be an unknown person who would look at your painting intently and then think carefully about your bad style. But now Fang Yi said: The style is good
! Only then will others be able to carefully understand Xiao Tong's style and artistic conception. The name of the master plays this role. Even if you don't understand, just click your head twice. The master understands. If you don't understand, it's because you don't have enough artistic accomplishment.