In the past few days, Fang Yi feels that the only thing that makes him happy is that the transaction price of his works has jumped from the first damn living artist. Because just the day before yesterday, the price of the work of this old man Bobile was sold in Paris.
For 32 million euros, converted into U.S. dollars, it exceeded 40 million U.S. dollars in one fell swoop, immediately kicking Fang Yi off the first chair without even being able to sit firmly on his butt.
Fang Yi is really happy to see the results this time. At least now most of the attention of the art media is focused on this old guy Bobile. As for him being annoyed, that is not something Fang Yi is willing to care about.
In short, you are a dead Taoist friend rather than a poor Taoist! As long as the trouble does not come to you, then it is a good trouble.
Sitting next to the TV now is not only Fang Yi, but also Zheng Yuan. Of course, there is also little Fang Nu, who is leaning on his mother's arms. The little thing is not here to watch the documentary about his father, but he doesn't want to sleep and plays.
I am full of sexual desire and am ready to resist for a while and want to watch TV for a while. As for what is on TV, I guess it is not a problem that the little guy cares about.
"I see that the introduction to Mr. Popile yesterday was very detailed. The introduction of Mr. Bobil today should also be very detailed." Yeda gave Fang Yi's family of three a few snacks and a few drinks and stood beside him and asked.
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"Maybe," Zheng Yuan said to Yeda, "It's nothing, so let's sit down and watch together. Where are Jill and the others!".
"They all went back to their rooms." After listening to Zheng Yuan's words, Yeda sat down on the corner of the sofa and said.
"Yesterday I saw Popile's introduction was very detailed. Today's introduction won't start from childhood, right?" Zheng Yuan pinched a piece from the snack bowl held by her son and put it to her mouth and asked Fang Yi beside her.
. He threw the snack into his mouth and made a crunching sound.
Fang Yi shook his head and said: "How did I know this! I am not a documentary director. I have never cared about this film from beginning to end!".
To be honest, if Fang Yi hadn't watched Bobiel's documentary, he would have no interest in watching his own documentary. In Fang Yi's own opinion, even if he was asked to talk about his life, it would only last three to five minutes, not even five minutes.
Time. Because Fang Yi felt that his own experience was too simple. He became famous in painting so smoothly. What is there to say?
However, when Fang Yi saw Popile's documentary, he became a little interested in his own documentary, because Popile, who also seemed boring to Fang Yi, was said by the BBC commentator to be profound and vivid.
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"Okay! It's about to begin." Fang Yi said to the people around him as he watched the TV screen change to the title sequence he watched two days ago.
As soon as the title was over, the host on TV spoke with a pure British accent, which to Fang Yi sounded like someone covering his nose and talking in a buzzing tone: "Those who have watched the previous episode know,
There are two founding masters of postclassicism, one is Mr. Henri Popile, whom we introduced in the last episode. And what we are going to introduce today is another master, Yifang!"
After saying this, the host immediately raised his hand to face the camera, raised his head and turned his body, indicating that everyone's eyes would turn to the work behind him. This work was Fang Yi's self-portrait, and then the host started from
Walk away from the camera, and the self-portrait immediately fills the entire lens, and then the lens goes gray and the entire scene changes.
Fang Yi couldn't help but be shocked by the newly changed scene. The new scene was a commercial street in Shicheng, China. This commercial street used to be a community. The community that had been demolished was the place where Fang Yi was born.
"This used to be a living area, but later it was transformed into a commercial street like this. The protagonist of our episode was born here..." The host introduced while introducing what the original community looked like on the screen behind him.
"Yifang is the only child in this upper-middle-class family..." When the host talked about his birth, and then the composition of his family, what his grandfather did, and what his parents did, looking at the photos on the screen, he was like
It's just like helping Fang Yi remember.
Fang Yi pointed to the picture of his grandfather on the screen and pulled Fang Nu over: "This is great grandfather!".
"Grandpa?" Xiao Fang looked at the picture of the old man on the screen, a little confused, and looked at his father with a puzzled face.
Zheng Yuan touched her son's little head and said, "Great grandpa is grandpa's father!".
"Then why didn't Grandpa come to see me? Grandpa came and even played with me!" Fang Ruo blinked and asked his mother.
Fang Yi looked at his son and said jokingly: "Your great-grandfather wants to come over to see you and play with you. He will scare the shit out of me!".
With a puff, Zheng Yuan couldn't help laughing, then reached out and patted her husband on the arm: "Be careful what you say, in front of the children!".
"Watch TV, watch TV!" Fang Yi rubbed his arm and took Zheng Yuan's hand to his.
At this moment, the commentator on Kung Fu TV talked about Fang Yi's arrival in the high school art class.
"This is Fang's academic work in high school. In the art gallery of this school, Fang's works from that time are displayed..." The host walked into the high school exhibition hall and began to list several works.
"Fang is very lucky, because there is a child in his class who is far better than others and has been painting for almost ten years... Fang's progress during this period is incredible and jaw-dropping, unless you see it with your own eyes.
And hearing it with my own ears, it is really hard to imagine that a teenage child will make such rapid progress when he picks up a paintbrush again. We may think it is strange, but if we think about it differently, shouldn't all geniuses be like this?
"At this point, the host shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.
He made an impatient expression and then smiled: "This genius not only established his own artistic path in this school, but also met his first lover in life. Our genius fell in love."
! It is the girl in the center of this photo who attracted the attention of the young artist."
When Fang Yi saw Mu Jin in his high school graduation photo, he couldn't help but be startled. The photo didn't look like the Mu Jin he remembered. When he looked at himself again, he smiled bitterly because time had passed.
Ten years later, when I look back at my high school graduation photos, Fang Yi feels that I was really earthy and stupid at that time. With Aaron Kwok’s hairstyle at that time, I looked like a big mushroom squatting on my head.
"Your hair style was like this at that time!" Zheng Yuan looked at Fang Yi's graduation photo on the screen and couldn't help laughing. As for her son Fang Tuo, she said: Dad is so ugly! It made Zheng Yuan even more
Happy.
Fang Yi looked at his photo at that time and said: "This hairstyle was really popular at that time, and most people couldn't achieve the effect of Guo Tianwang. Nine out of ten male students from junior high school to high school had this hairstyle!".
As for the name Mu Jin mentioned by the host, Fang Yi didn't even know how to pronounce it. It was pronounced in such a roundabout way that Fang Yi didn't sound like Mu Jin, but like Mi Jin.
The host just said a few words about romance, and then the scene turned to Shi Yi's door.
"Some time before the entrance examination, the genius Fang came to this academy of fine arts. At that time, he might have wanted to exchange skills with the students here, or he might have wanted to experience in advance what he would spend the next few years in.
place, anyway, it is for one reason or another that Fang came here! And another lucky thing fell on the head of our genius!".
After saying this, the host extended his hand and Liu Hongshuo's picture appeared on the screen: "This is the most famous oil painting artist in China. He graduated from the Paris Academy of Fine Arts in his early years and also had a certain reputation in the European painting circles. However,
Later, he returned to China and began to promote the classical painting style... After only meeting once, Liu immediately expressed his willingness to take Fang as his student."
"This thing doesn't seem like much? A genius student met a pretty good teacher." The host said with a smile: "But China is not a Western European society. At that time, China's realistic oil paintings were more influenced by Russian oil paintings.
And this Liu was not inherited from Russia, but inherited
He has been influenced by French oil painting for a long time and is proficient in classical oil painting techniques. Such people were extremely rare in China more than ten years ago. Fang was lucky enough to meet the most suitable teacher for him and began to receive the most orthodox oil painting training. This is also
This has laid the solid foundation for future development!"
After listening to this paragraph, Fang Yi discovered the mistake. Shiyi is not a fine arts academy, but a comprehensive art academy. I won't mention such mistakes. As for the fact that he was guided and encouraged by Wang Qiluo
That’s not right. The things in my mind made me advance by leaps and bounds. Within a month, I was at least as good as Wang Qiluo at that time.
Where did the host say this? As for the fact that Chinese realistic oil painting was completely influenced by the Russians at that time, it is not correct. After the opening up, Western oil paintings became popular in China, and the Russians could only survive in a corner. And I went there at that time.
I didn’t want to go to Stone Art, but I wanted to gain experience. At that time, I wanted to go to CAFA!
Anyway, after listening to this paragraph, there are quite a lot of small mistakes, whether there are mistakes or not. Moreover, Fang Yi finally understood that the BBC documentary bastards seemed to be preparing to express their good fortune.
Fang Yi felt a little dissatisfied when he thought of this. When it comes to Bobil, you foreign devils talk a lot about hard work, perseverance and perseverance, etc. When it comes to brothers, you insist that the thing he has is luck.
That's right! When Fang Yi got here, he thought about it again and realized that these bastards had really fooled him into thinking about this matter. He was where he is today because of something in his mind!
Even though he had said that, Fang Yi was still a little dissatisfied with these assholes who made documentaries. He thought that if he followed the wishes of these people, Fang Yi felt that he would become an asshole.
The more than ten hours of hard work I had done in the past were wiped out!
With this thought, Fang Yi continued to look down. Looking at Fang Yi, he felt that he couldn't understand what these people were trying to express. Anyway, Fang Yi sounded a little confused. (Unfinished)