Fang Yi watched the car approaching from far away and then parked in the parking space five or six meters in front of him. Since he knew that Zou Heming was in the car, most of them were old friends, so there was no need to create any kind of situation.
Fang Yi naturally didn't raise a step and just looked at the car happily.
But when the car door opened, Fang Yi couldn't help but be stunned, because not only Zou Heming came out of the car, but also a young man with yellow skin and black hair. This man was not tall, about 1.7 meters tall, and was very thin.
The whole person looks like a reed pole with big sunglasses stuck on his face.
Fang Yi couldn't help but feel a little curious when he looked at this person. None of his friends were so thin now. Even if they were in the past, their figure would have been affected by their current income. For example, at that time,
Wang Hongqi, with that small body, look at Lao Wang now. Whenever I see him, his face is always shiny. Every time I see him, he looks like he has washed his face with lard in the morning, and he has a small beer belly.
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Fang Yi was very sure that he had never met this person, at least he had not had any interaction with him in the past two or three years.
"Yi! Let me introduce you to the newly signed artist from the gallery. This is the surprise I told you! How about a surprise?" Zou Heming closed the car door with a bang and looked at Fang Yi with a smile.
What a surprise! Fang Yi couldn't help but think to himself, bring a gallery signer over and say it's a surprise for me? I can still receive money from his paintings, what a surprise!
"Fang Yi!" The young man took off his sunglasses, revealing a thin face and a pair of small eyes. He stared blankly at Fang Yi and shouted Fang Yi's name.
When he heard someone calling his name, Fang Yi couldn't help but froze for a moment, then looked at the person's face carefully, and soon a smile appeared on Fang Yi's face. He laughed loudly and took two steps quickly.
He walked towards where the visitor was.
Hugging the visitor's shoulders, Fang Yi said happily: "I really didn't expect that I could see you here!".
"I didn't expect that Mr. Zou would sign me into the gallery." The visitor gently patted Fang Yi on the back. He was obviously a little uncomfortable with Fang Yi's enthusiasm at first and was stunned for a moment.
After two seconds, he hugged Fang Yi.
Fang Yi pushed this one away and looked him up and down: "Wang Qiluo. We haven't seen each other for a few years. If you want to meet me on the street, I really won't dare to recognize you. You are still so thin!".
The person Zou Heming brought was Wang Qiluo, who was in Fang Yi's high school art class. The two separated when they were in college, that is, they met once during the Chinese New Year in their freshman year, and then they didn't meet again. To say that they were in contact, it was like two or three people.
We had several phone calls about the situation a year ago.
Wang Qiluo jumped in front of Fang Yi. It really gave Fang Yi a big surprise.
"It's been almost ten years. When we last met, we were all still half-grown children. Now I am thirty, and you have children now." Wang Qiluo looked at Fang Yi and said with a smile.
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"Come in the house! Come in the house quickly!" Fang Yi quickly called Wang Qiluo and Zou Heming into the house and said.
When they arrived at the house, Fang Yi introduced his wife Zheng Yuan and son Fang Nu to Wang Qiluo, and then everyone sat on a set of small sofas in the corner of the living room to chat.
"How have these years been?" Fang Yi watched as Gill placed a cup of coffee in front of Wang Qiluo. He also took a cup and took it into his hand. After taking a sip, he asked Wang Qiluo.
Wang Qiluo smiled: "It's just so so. After graduation, I go to graduate school, and after that I stay in school. The paintings can only be sold, and I can barely make ends meet...".
Wang Qiluo had a smile on his face, but he didn't know why he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Whether Fang Yi warmly hugged him just now or asked him about his past affairs with a smile on his face, Wang Qiluo felt uncomfortable in his heart.
There is something strange. The two or three sentences we chatted on the phone didn't feel like this before, but now we are sitting face to face, sitting in such a luxurious mansion, drinking coffee and being served by servants, it always makes Wang Qiluo feel
A bit raw.
Wang Qiluo felt a little strange. Not only did he feel strange to Fang Yi, Wang Qiluo even felt a bit strange to himself.
Fang Yi didn't expect so much. For Fang Yi, what he found was that he was happy to see an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.
After listening to Wang Qiluo's story, Fang Yi felt that Wang Qiluo was really living a life of food and clothing. If it was true to what he said, let alone comparing himself with himself. He was even far behind the current Zhu Zheng, a painting
In other words, it can be sold for more than 100,000 yuan, and coupled with the consumption in the capital, life is really tight.
Fang Yi thinks so, but Fang Yi forgets that not everyone is as rich as him. Without spending tens of thousands of dollars a month, he feels that his life is very miserable this month. From this aspect, now
Fang Yi is a typical example of why not eat minced meat! Unfortunately, he is a painter and not an emperor. If not, he would be another Song Huizong.
You must know that when he was in high school, Zhu Zheng was far behind Wang Qiluo. Now a painting made by Zhu Zheng costs at least seven to eight hundred thousand yuan. How can there be a work worth one hundred and fifty thousand yuan!
After listening to Wang Qiluo's narration, Fang Yi understood that Wang Qiluo was not lucky, but he was a bit lucky. If he was, it was really not luck. Although the teacher was famous, he had too many disciples to take care of him, so he signed a
People don’t put much effort into recommending galleries. If you want to jump in, you need someone, right? There aren’t many galleries that want it! Just drag it on.
"Heming, how did you meet Wang Qiluo?" Fang Yi was a little surprised, how did these two people meet together.
Zou Heming smiled calmly after hearing this: "Didn't I say that I would open a branch in the capital or the pearl of China? When I was preparing, I saw Wang Qiluo's works at an art exhibition. I thought his works were very representative, and then we all made an appointment
After chatting for a few times, I found out that he knew you and was a good friend. After a lot of back and forth, I signed him..."
After listening to Zou Heming's words, Fang Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: Zou Heming really doesn't put all his eggs in the same basket when making money.
Cooperation, on the other hand, they started to recruit people for their own gallery layout in China, which is really cunning!
However, Fang Yi doesn't want to dwell on this matter. He doesn't understand business, so they can do whatever they like.
"Are you coming to the United States this time to stay for a long time or just for fun?" Fang Yi got rid of Zou Heming's troubles in his mind and asked Wang Qiluo.
"I'll live for more than half a year, in the Painter's Village not far from your place," Wang Qiluo said to Fang Yi.
Zou Heming saw Fang Yi looking at him and explained with a smile: "Let Wang Qiluo adapt to Los Angeles for a period of time, and then we can have more contact with everyone! Wang Qiluo is the first person to sign after our China branch opened, so it is natural to have
Be more grand...".
After chatting for more than an hour, Fang Yi took Wang Qiluo to visit his studio, and then left the two of them to have dinner.
"Why don't you just stay at my place today?" Fang Yi said to Wang Qiluo after dinner: "We haven't talked about art for a long time. We used to communicate often in high school."
"No! I'd better get familiar with the environment first. After all, I have to live here for a long time. If I have time, I will definitely come over and ask you for advice." Wang Qiluo smiled at Fang Yi and said.
After hearing this, Fang Yi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in his heart: I want to ask you, how come this doesn't sound like it comes from a friend's mouth, but rather like someone who has a friendship with him said to him. But this
The thought just passed by in a flash, and Fang Yi didn't take it seriously, thinking it was Wang Qiluo's unintentional mistake.
Wang Qiluo said this unintentionally, but it was indeed intentional. Now Fang Yi's life and fame have put too much pressure on Wang Qiluo. When they had not met before, Wang Qiluo could still recall the two of them in high school and thought that Fang Yi
Yi is like that.
But in reality, seeing that the entire valley now belongs to Fang Yi, and then seeing a house like this, with two or three swimming pools upstairs and downstairs, and servants surrounding the home. All of this made Wang Qiluo change from his imagination.
When I woke up, I felt that the current Fang Yi was no longer the Fang Yi I knew. Only then did I realize that Fang Yi is like this now! He is a famous artist at home and abroad, but he is just a nobody in front of Fang Yi.
That’s all.
The happy Fang Yi didn't know what Wang Qiluo was thinking. He thought that since his friend came nearby and lived in the Painter Village, he had to do his part as a landlord.
With this idea in mind, Fang Yi went to Wang Qiluo's door early the next morning, sat and chatted and asked if he needed anything, and then introduced Wang Qiluo to Rude, Keshma and Artur.
Originally, what Fang Yi did was a good thing, but soon Fang Yi felt that sometimes Wang Qiluo seemed to be hiding from him.
Fang Yi is not a roundworm in Wang Qiluo's belly. Of course, he doesn't know that Wang Qiluo is not ashamed of his luxurious life and his current artistic standards. He feels a little uncomfortable when he sees Fang Yi. No matter what Fang Yi does now
, Wang Qiluo would always feel that Fang Yi was a bit showing off.
In other words, Wang Qiluo is now a bit suspicious of his neighbor's ax. As long as you think about something, you can always think of the bad things in it, so Wang Qiluo starts to avoid it.
Wang Qiluo can be regarded as a strong man. If he hadn't been in high school, he would not have been so outstanding in high school. Although the road in the future will not be too smooth, it is also for people like Fang Yi. Compared with ordinary painters, Wang Qiluo is still lucky.
People are always arrogant in their hearts, but now that this arrogance is in front of Fang Yi, even Wang Qiluo himself finds it a bit funny, and naturally wants to avoid Fang Yi for a while.
After discovering this problem, Fang Yi put the matter aside and did not ask Wang Qiluo why he was hiding from him, because this question was really meaningless in Fang Yi's opinion.
Fang Yi's decision is very simple. If you want to be friends with me, then continue to be friends. If you don't want to be friends with me, then leave it like that. In this way, Fang Yi's enthusiasm for taking care of an old friend suddenly faded away. The advantage is to stay in the studio.
There is more time in the office, and the three modeling projects have also started step by step. (To be continued...)