In the dormitory of the Punan Academy of Fine Arts in China, a boy in his twenties had one leg crossed on a square stool, and the other leg was shaking gently and rhythmically. He was sucking instant noodles in his mouth and making a slurping sound.
But his eyes were fixed on the computer screen, looking at the beautiful foreign woman on it.
Just as this person was enjoying eating and watching, the door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open, and two students of the same age walked in. The first one to enter threw his basketball ball on the ground.
"I'm telling you, Lao Wu, you don't do any exercise when you have time alone, and you spend all day reading on the computer?" This friend who dropped the ball said to the roommate who was eating.
The person who came in later stretched his head to look at the computer screen, and immediately said jokingly: "Lao Wu! Okay, now I can eat noodles and look at the fire control map at the same time! Lao San, Lao Wu's vision is really good,
This foreign girl is really pretty."
The third child, who was called the third child, was about to climb up the wooden ladder to his bed. When he heard that there was a fire extinguishing map, he immediately jumped to the ground with a bang, turned around and came to the back of the fifth child in the dormitory.
He put an arm on Lao Wu's shoulder, and after looking at two pictures, he said: "The girl is pretty good, but there are no close-ups, so I feel like I haven't finished it yet!".
"You two bitches! This is a bullshit firefighting picture. Don't say I know you from now on!" Lao Wu took a sip of soup, wiped his mouth and looked at the two roommates and said: "This is Fang Yi's exclusive address in the United States.
model!".
"Fang Yi's model? This really shows the true qualities of a master." Lao San looked at Lao Wu and nodded, adding a little more emphasis to the word "sex", and then pressed the enter key on the notebook.
: "Hey, this girl's figure is really good, I can't say enough. It's so many generations better than the model we had when we were doing sketching! Boss, don't you think so?"
"You really know how to compete. Even the models in our school are old, fat, and fat. Can you compete with them? You don't even know what Fang Yi is doing now!" The boss sighed and said.
After hearing this, the third child said: "Fang Yi is now a great guy. You have all seen the documentary, right? Then this guy from the BBC blew him off, and he almost said that Fang Yi and Bobiel are now equally great!".
"There are a lot of people scolding me. I heard that the Spanish performance artist Teller has ridiculed Fang Yi and Popile. And I heard that their works are worthless, as well as the American pop art master.
He also expressed disdain for their works. Many famous contemporary artists seem to have been indifferent to the so-called postmodernism during this period!" Lao Wu said after hearing this.
When the boss heard this, he smiled and said: "Then our Lao Gu is beaming with joy? He is firmly in favor of the Fang faction!".
"That's right. I remembered it as soon as you said it. No wonder Lao Gu has always had a smile on his face these past two days, looking like a drunk bear." The third child immediately said with a smile after hearing this.
The Lao Gu these three people are talking about is a teacher who teaches life drawing. He is also a little famous now. But he is not famous for his works, but for his "sharp criticism". Fang Yi is famous for his irony.
Domestic anti-Fang faction believes that Fang Yi's works are worthless.
"That's all this guy is capable of!" Lao Wu said to the two roommates: "He's famous for his crooked doors and ramps because he's not very good at painting, and he's even complacent about it!".
"These days, as long as you can become famous, you dare to upload your own nude photos on the Internet. It can be said that someone like Lao Gu has some moral integrity." The boss laughed and said, "But you can still become famous by scolding Fang Yi.
Lao Gu’s luck is pretty good! At least the people behind him are of some caliber!”
"It's not the gallery's idea. Now whoever is famous will be black! But now it's impossible to think about black Fang Yi. Lao Gu is already the number one black. If you do this, you have to be the first to become famous.
If you continue to cheat, you will have to find someone else to cheat." Lao Wu said with a smile: "If you want to find a big brand like Fang Yi to cheat, it will be so easy there."
Having said this, Lao Wu looked at Lao San who had a thoughtful expression on his face and asked, "What are you thinking about?".
Lao San held his chin with one hand as if thinking: "I think it would be great if I were Fang Yi's friend!".
"Send you another painting?" The boss said disdainfully: "Countless people on the Internet have had this dream, and now this dream has almost surpassed winning the five million lottery jackpot."
"I can draw by myself, and I became famous just because of Fang Yi. Didn't you see that the so-called Seven Talents of Shicheng are all Fang Yi's friends? You see, they have become very popular in China in the past few years. If you don't mention this, why don't you mention it?
Fang Yi directly recommended Tong Bin to the gallery, and now his reputation has risen so quickly. If I become Fang Yi’s friend, maybe by the time I graduate, I will be able to drive a luxurious car and marry a cute girl.
, reaching the pinnacle of life!" Lao San opened his mouth and said.
After hearing this, Lao Wu immediately waved his hand: "Forget it, let's just paint your paintings honestly and be friends with Fang Yi? Naked people have no moral integrity: let's be friends with rich people!"
The boss smiled and said: "But when I have the opportunity to see Fang Yi, I really want to go up and ask for advice, or take a group photo! It is really not easy for a Chinese artist to make the Chinese people look so proud in the world.
!".
"That's right! I agree with the boss's point of view." The third child nodded and said: "At least they still retain Chinese nationality. Look at people like Du Guanfei. They are obviously Americans and yet they shamelessly
I get my works to be sold in domestic auction houses, just thinking about making money at home and spending money abroad. Why do I still have the name of a Chinese artist when I return to China! So many people are praising me."
"Fang Yi is Chinese? Does it say on the Internet that Fang Yi is not an American?" Lao Wu immediately asked after hearing this: "Did he say he has permanent residence in the United States?".
"The green card is just the right of residence. It has a bit of culture, okay! If you are a citizen, you are not an American. It still lacks the right to vote and be elected. Anyway, as far as I know, he is still a Chinese citizen," said the third child.
"By the way, the discs for Fang Yi and Bobile's techniques are about to be released. Are you going to wait for the stolen ones or buy the genuine ones?" Lao Wu said to the two roommates.
The boss thought for a moment and then said: "I'm going to buy the genuine version. Firstly, even if there is a pirated version, I don't know when it will be released. Secondly, it's better to buy the genuine version. At least the quality of the disc is reassuring and it doesn't look like...
Some pirated discs won't spin at all when put into the machine! If you think about it, if one disc can't be put out, then the whole set is meaningless."
Judging from this person's analysis, he has a much better grasp of the piracy market than Fang Yi. Moreover, how could the BBC be as idiotic as Fang Yi suspected? If not even Fang Yi could see that this thing is not profitable.
Money. The BBC would not do this thing. Precisely because it takes into account all aspects, it is sure to make money. This incident once again proves that Fang Yi is not a business person.
"But the genuine version is still too expensive. It costs more than 400 to 500 yuan." The third child looked at the eldest brother and said, "Why don't we all join together to buy a set! After all, these things are of little use after seeing them.
!".
"If you guys are partners, you can do it. I'm going to buy a collection separately, not just Fang Yi's but also a whole set of Popile's!" After the boss said this, he turned around and climbed into his bed.
Before I climbed onto the bed, I felt my body being pulled. When I turned around, I saw my two roommates looking at me expectantly and saying in unison: "Hao! Youhu?".
Countless people in the country want to be friends with Fang Yi. But one person is trying his best to keep a certain distance from Fang Yi at this time. He doesn't want to use Fang Yi's current influence to provide him with any publicity, let alone stand on Fang Yi's side.
Next to him, facing the camera of the media, because the media is not concerned about himself but Fang Yi standing next to him. This person is of course Wang Qiluo who lives in the Painter Village.
Wang Qiluo's idea is very simple. He has to earn his own reputation by himself. Instead of trying to gain Fang Yi's reputation by talking like a pseudo-successful person, I have an old friend, his name is the United States.
president!
In Wang Qiluo's opinion, doing this is not considered a hero. And he thinks he is talented and hardworking enough, so why should he rely on Fang Yi to become famous?
Wang Qiluo avoided Fang Yi, so Fang Yi naturally had no intention of getting close to Wang Qiluo. Sometimes when the two had to meet, they just wanted to smile and say hello to each other, and say some polite words to each other.
Now in the studio, Wang Qiluo was concentrating on painting his work. Suddenly, a phone ringing interrupted Wang Qiluo's thoughts.
"Hello! Is this Wang Qiluo?" A girl's voice came from the other end of the phone, which made Wang Qiluo perk up.
Holding the phone, Wang Qiluo immediately said: "It's me, Qian Jingjing!".
Wang Qiluo is extremely familiar with this girl, and the two are considered very good friends. However, there is a saying that there is little brotherhood between men and women, and even if there is, it is at least among them.
One has a little interest in the other. In the buddies like Wang Qiluo and Qian Jingjing, maybe both of them have a little interest in each other.
"Are you still in the United States now?" the girl on the other end of the phone asked.
"Here, what do you need help with?" Wang Qiluo immediately replied.
"You have a very strict mouth!" Qian Jingjing said to Wang Qiluo at the other end without thinking.
Wang Qiluo was a little confused after hearing this: "What's so strict?".
"Don't tell me that you and Fang Yi are not friends! I am in Shicheng now. I went to your high school to see your works and Fang Yi were placed in two adjacent halls. I heard from the introduction that you two were in the third year of high school.
The studio is the best!... Since you are friends, then help me ask if I can do an exclusive interview with him. It doesn’t take much time, an hour is enough.” Qian Jingjing faced Wang Qiluo over the phone.
Talked about it.
"Our relationship used to be very good!" Wang Qiluo thought for a moment and said.
After hearing this, Qian Jingjing asked curiously: "Didn't you sign with the same gallery, and since you were both in Los Angeles, you didn't have much contact?".
"Given Fang Yi's current status in the painting world, and considering that I am just a small painter who just signed a contract with the gallery, it's hard for me to tell him about this," Wang Qiluo said to Qian Jingjing.
"Fang Yi is very difficult to deal with now?".
"That's not true. His personality really hasn't changed much from before. But Fang Yi is very busy now and doesn't like to be interviewed. During this period, he didn't accept any interviews from the media!" Wang Qiluo explained.
After Qian Jingjing listened, he chatted with Wang Qiluo for a while and then hung up the phone. After putting down the phone, he sat on the hotel bed in a daze.
"Sister Jingjing, what's going on?" Qian Jingjing's colleague just came out of the shower: "Is the matter not settled?".
"My friend can't be counted on. I'd better think of another way." Qian Jingjing sighed and said. As someone who knows Wang Qiluo, Qian Jingjing knew that Wang Qiluo's arrogance was rising again. What did Fang Yi say?
Busy, you didn't ask yourself how you knew Fang Yi was too busy to be interviewed?