Now Fang Yi is in a bad mood, feeling that he has been a bit unlucky during this period, or miserable! Fang Yi's misery certainly does not mean that he has no money to spend, nor does he mean that he has emotional problems.
It’s because now Fang Yi doesn’t dare to follow him when he’s fine
So I went to the Painter Village, because there were many reporters squatting inside, blocking Fang Yi. As soon as he saw Fang Yi showing his head, someone might pop out from some nook and cranny with a microphone in his hand, and he would ask
:Mr. Fang, can I ask you a few questions?
This is Fang Yi's misery. If Li Lin heard this and rolled his eyes, he would be so angry that he would pass out. Dude, I not only spent my life to buy a house, but also borrowed money from everywhere. You can't just drink because you can't have anything to do.
After a little wine and a few nuts, you feel like your life is miserable? How many people in this world live a nourishing life?
Regarding this issue, I can only say that everyone has different definitions of misery. For Fang Yi, life is a bit miserable now.
"Dad! Dad!" Fang Yi pushed his father's face hard, squealing like milk in an attempt to wake him up from his sleep, but no matter what Fang Ruo did, Fang Yi would just snore and close his eyes.
Little Fang Nu had no choice but to stand next to me on the recliner, scratching his little head hard, and looking at me with a "sleeping" look on his face: "Dad, are you so sleepy?".
"Hu~hu!" Fang Yi continued to snore.
Little Fang Nu finally gave up the plan of waking up his father, but spread his legs and immediately ran towards the house, shouting: "Mom! I want to play in the water!".
As soon as little Fang Nu entered the room, Fang Yi suddenly switched from sleeping to opening his eyes. He stretched out his hand and picked up the drink beside him, took a sip, and then let out a sigh of relief.
In any case, Fang Yi successfully escaped his son's harassment this time. I used to think that it was really good for his son to have some skin, for a boy! But now that his son has officially started to have skin, Fang Yi feels a little dizzy.
Now. My son has now reached the stage where the old people say that cats dislike dogs. To put it mildly, he is like a tree stump. He can kick even small things.
Now Fang Yi fully understands why his parents look helpless when he mentions his childhood. Following Xiao Fang's attitude for a few years, Fang Yi now thinks that there are still several years left and he feels a little bit...
The son has a big head.
Before he had rested for a few minutes, Fang Yi saw Zheng Yuan pulling his son out of the door. As soon as he saw this, Fang Yi quickly turned over, turned his back to the two of them and continued to pretend to sleep, thinking in his heart
With: Can you see that I don’t see you? Can you see that I don’t see you?
It's a pity that God didn't hear Fang Yi's call today. Soon Zheng Yuan's voice came to Fang Yi's ears: "Look at your son!".
Pretending to be asleep was a good trick to deal with a two-year-old son, but it couldn't be used against Zheng Yuan. Fang Yi had no choice but to open his eyes and saw that he was already wearing a small pair of underpants. He held his mother's hand with one hand and then
My son still has a swimming ring hanging around his waist.
"I'm going to paint soon. I don't have much time to take care of him. Miranda and the others are coming over soon!" Fang Yi said to Zheng Yuan.
"There's still half an hour left. Mom will wake up soon!" Zheng Yuan looked at the watch on her hand and said, "Just watch your son and don't drown him." After saying that, Zheng Yuan turned around and walked toward the house.
Go.
Fang Yi turned his eyes on his son. Then he stretched his fingers to the shallow water area of not far away. This piece of water only went to Fang Yi's waist, enough for the son to play.
Seeing his father's movement, Xiaofang was happy and rushed into the water.
"Dad! I want to drink water!" After a while, Xiao Fangyu lay beside the pool and shouted loudly to Fang Yi.
"Drink water, drink water, and shout so loudly!" Fang Yishun picked up the drink at his hand and walked towards his son.
Fang Yan looked at the juice in his father's hands and said, "I don't like to drink grape juice!"..
"Drink it if you want to drink, don't drink!" Fang Yi put the juice on his son's mouth.
Fang Yan was still a little afraid of his father, who was afraid of his face, took two sips with his head, and then stopped drinking.
Fang Yi was finished here, and he wanted to go back to the juice. But before two steps, he heard his son say: "Dad, I want to pee!". Small things
The swimming trunks worn are a bit tight, and you are not easy to take off. You can only ask your father for this matter.
As soon as Fang Yi heard that his son's brain was not enough: "Piane in your small swimming pool is not enough! Who watched it!".
"I want to swim, this is my pool!" Said Xiaofang.
Fang Yi had to turn around again, took his son to the side of the sewer, helped take off the small swimming trunks, then let his son urinate, and put the kid under the armpit back to the swimming pool.
It was only less than half an hour. This little thing tossed Fang Yi more than ten things. I don't know how many people have such small people!
When Miranda, Emi and Lili got out of the car, Fang Yi immediately felt like he was seeing the savior. He immediately clamped his son under the armpit and was sent to the house to temporarily give it to his wife.
"Your advanced studio, I will come over when we meet!" Fang Yi nodded his head to the three models.
"Sister Miranda, Sister Amy, Sister Lili" Xiao Fangyi was caught by his father. When Fang Yi turned his body, Xiao Fangyi saw the three girls, and immediately greeted him sweetly.
Where is Fang Yi who is interested in letting his son be nonsense here, and directly entered the house. He put it beside Zheng Yuan and walked towards his studio.
When Fang Yi walked to his studio, the three models had not changed their clothes.
After waiting for a minute or two, the three of them came out so directly, and there was no need to talk about Fang Yi, each of which was sitting in the previous posture. The station stood up.
Start writing a little fine -tuning.
While painting Fang Yi, I also chatted with three models, not just talking about art, but talking about everything, what movies, stars, what kind of clothes are good.
As long as you talk about it. The three girls talked about it immediately. Fang Yi could only become a audience.
After painting for thirty minutes, Fang Yi heard a buzzing sound, picked up his mobile phone and saw it. It was actually opened by Zhang Xu. Immediately he motioned to the three models: "Everyone for ten minutes!"
Then walk towards the aisle.
"What's the matter, you call me at this time!" Fang Yi said to the phone on the side of the road.
"Can't call you if nothing?" Zhang Xu said to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi listened to haha and said with a smile: "You're more at all. Why don't you sleep yet? Wife who can't let you go to bed!".
"Do you think I am you, there is no prestige at home! I said that one is the best character." Zhang Xu said very much.
Fang Yi just listened to Haha's smile, and did not refute. Sometimes it was also a pleasure to listen to friends Hu Biaohu.
"Li Lin called me yesterday!" Zhang Xu said to Fang Yi for a while.
Fang Yi was a little surprised when he heard this: "There has been no news about this kid for many years. Why did he suddenly become famous? Where is he now?"
"I heard that I was working in a factory in Nanchen! What a little boss?" Zhang Xu told him about the situation he said to Li Lin: "After two days, he returned to Shicheng and said that he wanted to follow it.
I have a meal together! ".
"What a pity! I can't attend," Fang Yi said after hearing this. He had prepared some things at the gallery in the next two days and couldn't get away from it for a week.
Thinking of Li Lin and Fangyi, he couldn't help but think of Xu Rui. At that time, the fainting of his life was changed.
: "How about Xu Rui now!"
Zhang Xu said immediately: "That kid is very good. Now people are the middle levels of large listed companies! You haven't seen it. I went to his city several times.
The hair on her small forehead was so combed that it was so shiny that it could dodge flies! Every time I see it, I say, it’s a pity that I didn’t go to CAFA at that time!”
"It's a pity not to go to Yangmei?" Fang Yi listened and said with a smile: "It's a pity even if it is a pity!".
"You forgot!" Zhang Xu reminded Fang Yi: "At that time, you said that if you went to Yangmei, he helped each of them to draw a sketch.
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Fang Yi laughed and laughed: "Oh! How much do I say, is this?" This is this? ".
"Is this still this? Do you know how much your paintings are worth it? I was going to go to the loan point last time.
, 20 million yuan for me to use that marriage like a guarantee! "..
Zhang Xu said on the other way: "They are silly, I want to hit my painting ideas for 20 million yuan? Besides, I just want to borrow some money for liabilities.
I borrow some money, and I will hinder my face to borrow such a little meaning! This group of children mixed the ball and thought I was lacking money, and I wanted to occupy my cheap! ... ".
Now it can be said that Zhang Xu's marriage image is afraid of the only work in the country in China. Others are gone. In this period, Fang Yi's works were sold abroad through the Lawrence Gallery. And
Even in the foreign market, the works of the Fangyi linearism are not available, even some people in their hands are covered by covering them.
Prepare to maximize interests.
Anyone who is a bit of mind knows that Fang Yi's work cannot be low, no matter how low it is, it will not be as low as that of one million, two million goes, holding it in his hand and waiting for it to appreciate
This thing is more than the money. Even if Fang Yi starts to do it like Picasso in the future, it is also worthless in the future work. Line sexism has a high art of art in the post -class classical main scripture style.
value. And the way they are drawn determines that their quantity cannot be large!
"Haha!" Fang Yi couldn't help laughing after hearing Zhang Xu's words: "What does Li Lin want from you?".
"I don't know! I can't say it on the phone!" Zhang Xu said.