I will never estimate the price of my works again! This is what Fang Yi said to his wife Zheng Yuan after hearing that two works were sold at such a price. Now this thing is not something that Fang Yi can understand clearly.
As soon as the price came out, it became the most expensive painting by a living artist. From this perspective, Fang Yixiao took the first place.
To be honest, Fang Yi does not agree that the self-portrait of himself and Popile is the foundation work of the post-classical style. Instead, he believes that the last work he and Popile exhibited together is the foundation of the post-classical style.
, because now there are things that both Zuo and Jing have, and it’s just a combination of my own and Popile’s styles, which is really not that much of an innovation.
With such a price, let alone the most expensive works in the world, Fang Yi also accounted for two of the top ten most expensive works and three of the fifteenth most expensive works.
As soon as such news came out, the media immediately became excited again. This time it was the mass media who took the lead. Everyone's attention was focused on the price of 36 million US dollars, and soon the news brought Fang Yi's
The age of just thirty is closely related to this, so even if Fang Yi wants to be famous, it is unlikely!
The price of an artist who has just turned 30 exceeds that of many older artists in their 60s, 70s, 70s and 80s and tops the list? Such news is of course very eye-catching.
Although Fang Yiyi really believes that many contemporary artists are messing around, and the price of a painting no longer fully reflects an artist's true level as it did in the past, but in the eyes of most people, the price of a painting still
It is an important indicator of an artist's status.
In the past, Fang Yi was a world-class artist. The price of 24 million for a work entered the top ten, which naturally explains something. Now that he has suddenly reached the top, of course everyone's attention must be focused on it again
Fang Yi's body. And Fang Yi's age is really a bit too young for people in the top ten now. Many people can distinguish two Fang Yis at their age.
Next, Fang Yi received a lot of phone calls. These calls were not from reporters, but from friends. Some people asked these friends to ask Fang Yi if he would like to participate in the show or accept an interview. Fang Yi
It’s like this everywhere, let alone Zou Heming’s gallery. In Zou Heming’s words, it’s both painful and happy now!
Fang Yi refused all requests for interviews. Now Fang Yi feels that his fame is so great that it sometimes affects his life, and he feels a little annoyed when he mentions it.
The European and American media reports are in full swing, and this time the domestic media has finally caught up with the times. The big newspapers will only mention it, with a title similar to: Fang Yi, an oil painter living in the United States, has sold 36 million works.
U.S. dollar, making him the most expensive living painter.
Small newspapers such as the Evening News, Morning News and Morning News reported more colorful reports. After introducing Fang Yi to where he was from and how big he was, he made a definition: Fang Yi is the most outstanding contemporary person in the world.
One of the artists, not only had this comment, some newspapers also summarized Fang Yi's success abroad in many ways. It seems that Fang Yi's success can be copied, and as long as it meets certain standards, it can be mass-produced.
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Some flattery articles also attributed these to the current enlightened society and the country's strong support for the arts. Anyway, Fang Yi is famous here, and it can definitely reflect the prosperity of the country and the well-being of the people. It seems that
There are no such things. Fang Yi must be a little bastard who is messing around.
Tao Yong was sitting next to a breakfast stall at the entrance of the village, scooping up tofu puffs and reading the newspaper provided by the stall owner.
"Teacher Tao! The Fang Yi mentioned in the newspaper must be the Fang Yi who used to live on the slope." The stall owner saw that his stall now had no customers, so he came next to Tao Yong and started to chat with Tao Yong.
"Who else can be Fang Yi besides this Fang Yi?" Tao Yong asked with a smile as he glanced at the stall owner.
The stall owner said with some regret after hearing this: "Unfortunately, my small stall opened a little late. If only a few years ago, I might still be able to see Fang Yi. A painting sold for more than 30 million, and it was still US dollars. What do you think?
, how should I exchange this American money for our money?”
"About one yuan can be exchanged for more than seven yuan," Tao Yong said casually, and then jokingly asked the stall owner: "Why do you have money to exchange?".
"Where do I have any money to change?" the stall owner said immediately: "I am satisfied if I can continue to live like this. Let alone 30 million in this life, if I can have millions all at once, I will laugh.
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"Look! You're being dishonest! Don't tell me that you didn't get millions when your village was relocated?" Tao Yong looked at the stall owner and said happily.
"There really aren't that many shops here anymore, and I don't even have enough money to buy a house for my eldest son," the stall owner said a little embarrassed.
The stall owner waited for a while and then asked Tao Yong: "Teacher Tao, I don't know your profession as a painter, but my youngest son likes painting. When will I bring his works to you?"
Look, if possible, I will let him eat this bowl of rice. I don’t think too much, I will be satisfied if I can have one-tenth of Fang Yi’s.”
Ever since he set up a stall at the entrance of the painter's village, he felt that the people who painted were really rich, and not just ordinary rich. Now none of the people living in the village drove cars worth less than a few hundred thousand, and some Mercedes Benz
BMWs and the like are common. This makes this person think that as long as he can engage in art, it is like standing on the road with a machete and robbing money!
This person did not think that what he saw was the current painter's village. If he had come here when the houses were just built, he would not have thought so. Many people were bitter, if nothing else.
There is also a bus to the city at the entrance of the village.
Tao Yong looked at the stall owner, smiled, shook his head and said, "That also depends on luck!".
With a smile on his face, he thought to himself: You really dare to think about eating a few bowls of tofu and paying for it. Just let me see your child. You are a little too familiar. And you still have it.
One-tenth of Fang Yi? One-tenth of Fang Yi's current market price can be converted into RMB, which is more than 20 million RMB per painting! Don't even look at the smoke from this film on your ancestral grave!
The stall owner asked again and again, but Tao Yong did not agree to help him look after his son. After finishing the meal, he paid the bill, jumped into his car, and drove towards his studio.
Now Fang Yi's fame is finally big enough. Even the stall owners know Fang Yi's name. Of course, it is also big enough for a person who has been hiding aside to know Fang Yi's reputation for the first time.
This man is sitting in a small restaurant on the street, and there is a girl sitting opposite him. The two of them have ordered a bowl of noodles each and are preparing to have dinner.
This person is Li Lin. He did not do well in the college entrance examination, and then his re-study performance was average, and his grades seemed to have dropped a little after the re-study. His family finally stopped letting him continue studying and let him go to a Category III university in the mainland.
College.
Li Lin, who was already a little embarrassed, was now even more reluctant to contact his high school classmates, and it was difficult to find a job after graduation. Li Lin changed several companies within a year, and then
He went to a southern city to find a factory job. Although he was now a small boss in a workshop, Li Lin still felt a little embarrassed to meet his classmates. He even went back to Shicheng only twice. He usually only stayed for two or three days.
Tian will immediately return to the city where he works.
When Li Lin saw the things in the newspaper, he couldn't believe his eyes. Although he and Fang Yi hadn't seen each other for almost twelve years, as soon as he saw the newspaper, Li Lin knew that the face printed in the newspaper had a smile on his face.
The one who smiled was his high school classmate.
"More than thirty million dollars for a painting?" Li Lin read the newspaper and muttered something about "more than thirty million dollars" in a low voice. Anyway, his mind was blank and he couldn't think of anything. His mind was filled with money floating around.
Go.
"I said, what are you looking at! I was talking to you, and you didn't hear me!" A girl sitting opposite Li Lin said looking at Li Lin with an unhappy look on his face.
Li Lin immediately came back to his senses after hearing this: "Ah! What's the matter!".
"Your ears are covered in shit! I told you to bring me some vinegar!" the girl said as she looked at Li Lin and pointed at the vinegar bottle not far away on the table next to her.
Li Lin was speechless. The people at the next table felt a little uncomfortable when they heard the girl's words, so they reached out and put the vinegar bottle on Li Lin's table.
"What a shameless person!" The girl reached out and poured some vinegar into her noodle bowl. Looking at Li Lin's expression, she couldn't help but said, "Why are you so stupid? You're just a piece of shit!" After that, she stretched her legs.
He kicked Li Lin under the table.
Next, the girl bent her head to eat the noodles, but after eating for a while, she became a little curious. If Li Lin had smiled and chatted with her before, today she is still in a daze, holding the noodle bowl.
I even forgot to eat noodles.
Seeing Li Lin's appearance, the girl opposite couldn't help but kick Li Lin under the table again, and then said: "Did you wake up yet? What are you thinking about?".
When these words were said, three or four people at the tables next to him frowned, and many people said in their hearts: Why does this woman have such a bad mouth? This man is really terrible, and such a woman can't stand it.
This moment really kicked Li Lin awake. He looked at the girl opposite and said, "I didn't think anything of it!".
After saying that, Li Lin buried his head and swallowed the noodles in the bowl. He was in a good mood. Suddenly, he felt that all the difficulties in front of him had disappeared.
Li Lin once heard a saying before: Problems that money can solve are not problems!
I heard it said something powerful before, but after I entered the society and thought about this sentence again, I felt that the person who could say this was already awesome, at least as high as Mars, and he was not from the same planet as me!
Because the vast majority of people in this world have encountered problems, and the only problem is two words: no money!
Just like me now, when I was getting ready to get married, I realized that I needed to spend money here and there. Not only did I spend all the money I had saved, but I also used my parents’ pension money. And looking at it now
It's not enough. A few days ago, I was thinking about where to find someone to borrow some money and get married first. Now it seems that I am no longer upset.
As for a woman with such a bad temper, how could Li Lin tolerate it? As a Diaosi, it would be great to have a woman, so there is no chance to pick and choose! (To be continued...)