There are many people who are sure that the painting "Plenty" in the Japanese Museum is an authentic work. This makes Sofu's chances of winning much greater than it seems now. Moreover, some art media are now beginning to favor the auction house, thinking that Fang Yi is doing something this time.
Wrong... the current situation is putting Sophobe on the head
The tightening of the seal was slightly loosened, but only slightly. Everyone in Sofoby knew that it would still be some time before the final result was released, because the appraisals of several world-famous Rubens works
Most of the masters have not yet made their voices heard.
Today, Fang Yi was welcoming guests at the door of his home. This group of guests was the group Zou Heming mentioned earlier.
Watching a small minibus stop in front of his house, Fang Yi felt a little strange when he saw the people getting out. Of course the first one to come out was Zou Heming, and two gallery staff, both of whom were old.
faces, but after the two white faces at the back, there are a bunch of Asian faces, a total of about ten people, two of whom Fang Yi has seen before, including Hiroshi Inukai and Goro Matsumotohara whom we saw earlier.
Fang Yi saw why there were more imps than white people, and the number was multiples? Didn't he just agree that the imps were there by the way? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Zou Heming.
Zou Heming is currently observing Fang Yi. The mood of the big cash cow is the first priority of the gallery. It is a good thing that things that make you unhappy must have nothing to do with the gallery.
Seeing the expression on Fang Yi's face, Zou Heming came close to Fang Yi and whispered: "You have met the two in front, and there are two people from the Chinese government behind who want to invite you back to participate.
There are only two people in charge of the festival. The other two are people from the Tokyo Museum of Western Art. They want to hear your opinion, and the rest are scholars from the university."
At this point, he paused for a moment and then said to Fang Yi: "Anyway, one sheep is being driven, and a group of sheep is being herded. It would be a good sign to have more people, right?"
Fang Yi didn't hear anything else, but he was amused by Zou Heming's one sheep and a group of sheep. This kid spoke Chinese and even included some idioms.
"Then let's do it!" Fang Yi smiled at Zou Heming and stepped forward to greet the guests. People were coming anyway, so he always had to deal with it. Although he didn't like it, Fang Yi still didn't want to be polite on the surface.
, don’t let people say you are uneducated. It’s not good to be uneducated.
After introducing them one by one, Fang Yi understood that these two white men were not much better than half-hearted people. They had no reputation at all. On the contrary, these little devils seemed to have some names. One of them was called
Hashimoto Mitsuichi, Fang Yi has heard of his name. He is not very old, but just in his early fifties. Of course, if you want to compare with Fang Yi in terms of age, Hashimoto is far behind.
Hashimoto's status among these people seems to be very high. When Zou Heming introduced him, he walked directly in front of Fang Yi and bowed again at 90 degrees: "I have heard about Fang Jun for a long time when I was in Japan.
I am very famous when I saw Fang Jun's works. Westerners think that we Asians are not good at oil painting, but Fang Jun not only did it but did it so well. It is really admirable!" After saying this, he bowed his head.
He turned his head and stretched out his two hands towards Fang Yi.
The entire paragraph was spoken in a very authentic and standard Mandarin, and it was stuttered without slapping. If you just listen to the voice and say that it is an authentic Chinese, few people will not believe it! The Chinese is very good, but this gentleman is not
Jun's words suddenly made Fang Yi a little bit unacceptable.
"What the hell!" Fang Yi smiled and shook hands with him. He was a little humble and then sent back a compliment: "Your Chinese is also very good! Only Japanese people can speak Chinese so smoothly these days.
So far I have really only met you!".
Next, Hashimoto started talking to Fang Yi about Sino-Japanese friendship. After a few words, Fang Yi was not in the mood to listen anymore and directly said: "Everyone, come into the room and talk!".
I'm not a leader. I don't have a few useful words to say when I see you all day long. When we meet, I'm friendly and polite. In fact, privately, I want to poke a few holes in what I don't like. Tell Fang Yi this.
It's really unnecessary! Even if Hashimoto's words go to heaven, Fang Yi will not become Hari's goods.
After entering the house and everyone sat down in the living room, Hashimoto asked the person next to him to take out three boxes from his bag. Looking at the outer packaging, he knew that the things inside were worth something.
"I was in a hurry and didn't prepare any decent gifts when I arrived. These are just a little something for Fang Jun and Fang Jun's family!" Hashimoto bowed and sent the gifts to Fang Yi.
"Oh! Mr. Hashimoto is so polite!" Fang Yi moved his buttocks a centimeter or two away from the sofa seat and reached out to take the three boxes.
Zou Heming, who was sitting next to Fang Yi, looked at Fang Yi's calm expression and was a little confused. He thought to himself: Doesn't Yi hate Japanese people? Why is he not happy to accept gifts from others?
There was no expression on his face. It seemed that he was not only happy, but also very happy! This made Zou Heming a little confused.
If Zou Heming were asked to ask now, Fang Yi would definitely answer: As long as it is a gift from a kid, he will definitely accept it, but he will not do anything about it. Eat the so-called sugar-coating and throw the cannon back!
When talking to the little devils, it is easy to feel the so-called appearance and humble attitude in them. I have to say that if Fang Yi didn't have that stubborn hatred in his heart, he might just face him directly now.
The little devil's impression changed.
However, the hatred in Fang Yi's heart was too strong. Although Comrade Lao Ma repeatedly said that he should look at things in two, in this case, there are good people among the little devils. But Fang Yi felt a little paranoid in his heart.
, even if there are two good ones, they only act good on the surface, each of them is not sincere in what they say, and they are scheming against themselves. If Fang Yi uses Japanese to describe it, it would be: their little devils have a very bad conscience.
Got it!
Considering that Fang Yi had already preconceived this idea in his mind, the result was certain, so everyone sat in a circle and talked superficially.
In the kindergarten, the children playing in a circle and sitting in rows eating fruits are more interesting than listening to these people talking! A gallery staff member sitting next to Fang Yi thought to himself. Now these people are talking about art, and
It seemed that the conversation was not very in-depth. Usually it was just these little Japanese people who talked, and Fang Yi would reply from time to time with the last two sentences that sounded like answers.
It seemed to me that the little devils who came with him all listened attentively, and seemed to be very teachable.
"Fang Jun! We would like to ask you to come to our Tokyo University of the Arts, Tama Art University and Mutoye to talk about postclassical techniques when you have time. If possible, please also tell our Japanese students about your appraisal of oil paintings.
Art experience!" Inukai Hiroshi sat upright on the sofa and said to Fang Yi, then he lowered his head and said respectfully.
After hearing Inukai Hiro's words, Fang Yi pretended to think about it for a moment, but in fact he didn't think about it at all.
Without waiting for Fang Yi to answer, he probably saw that the atmosphere was not warm enough to show the friendly atmosphere between the two countries. One of the two people who followed him from China immediately showed a sense of the overall situation,
He opened his mouth and said: "It would be a good thing to communicate more!".
The person next to him knew that something was wrong as soon as he heard this. Originally, he and Fang Yi had a good chat at this time, but now he saw that Fang Yi's face changed from stunned to smiling. He followed him.
This person also knew that his leader was used to speaking to the so-called art people in the county on the rostrum, so he came up with this commonly used sentence.
As soon as these words came out, Fang Yi looked at the Chinese petty official named Lu Pingchi and didn't know what to say. But the expression on his face was that of a smile. The expression was that he wanted to be more playful.
, Fang Yi knew that this was some kind of official in charge of literature and art from which county or city, or some kind of chief. Anyway, he was just a small official.
Seeing Fang Yi staring straight at him with a smile on his lips, this person felt a little unnatural. However, this person encouraged himself in his heart and said: What's the matter? Is what I said wrong? Just your little painting
Why are you staring at me? After all, I am also a leader. If you fall into my hands in China, I will show you what it means to be a county magistrate who raids a house, or a governor who is ruthless!
Of course, this person is not a county magistrate, let alone a governor. He is just a small official. His expression is also embarrassing now. Just by looking at the expression on his face, most people can't guess what this person is thinking!
This time, the real leader of the local government had something to do and asked me to come out and do it. Isn’t it popular now to organize this festival or that? The local government where this person is located is planning to organize a festival, which seems to be related to art, so in Zou Heming
One sheep was herded, and two sheep were also herded under the advanced theory, and blended into the large team this time.
"I may not have time, but Mr. Lu Pingchi seems to have time. You might as well ask him to teach at a university in your country first!" Fang Yi said to Quan Yang and the others.
Fang Yi was very dissatisfied with this person who said such a sentence without any nose or eyes. It sounded like he could make his own decisions. Why did he still want to make decisions for me in my home? For the first time, Fang Yi felt in his heart
I feel that some domestic bastards are more disgusting to me than the Japanese, and anything that has to do something extraordinary to me is not a toy.
After listening to Fang Yi's words, Inukai Hiroshi and the other little devils were a little embarrassed. Please invite this person over? Matsumotohara Goro subconsciously looked at Lu Pingchi and thought to himself: This person in Japan has not only wasted our Japanese rice but also...
What can you do!
"Fang Jun is joking." Hashimoto Mitsuda couldn't help but laugh, and revealed the matter. It seemed that he was afraid that Fang Yi would use this Lu or something to block him.
Next, Fang Yi briefly talked about his thoughts on the two works, without going too in-depth. However, these Japanese people listened very seriously, and asked questions from time to time while listening.
While waiting to see these people off, Fang Yi watched the minibus leave with a bunch of kidnappers, and couldn't help but sigh. Regardless of whether Fang Yi likes Japanese people or not, Fang Yi admits one thing: Japanese people are eager to learn! Conversation.
I was pushed several times by myself during the process, but when I finally left, I repeatedly asked myself to go to Japan to teach postclassical techniques to Japanese students.
In addition, he also bumped into a second-rate guy from China. How could such a situation make Fang Yi sigh?
Hashimoto Mitsuichi and others returned to the hotel, and Inukai Hiroshi said to Hashimoto Mitsuichi: "Hashimoto-kun, Fang Yi has a prejudice against Japan, so it is impossible to ask him to give lectures at our Art University!
Do you think the one hanging here in Los Angeles is real?"
"I'll do my best on this matter!" Hashimoto Mitsuchi thought for a moment and said, "I'm not very optimistic about the one in Tokyo now." After finishing speaking, he sighed and looked at the scenery outside the window and said, "Why can't Japan produce such a unique one?"
Genius!". Although many Japanese artists are famous in the world, those like Fang Yi, let alone Kai
The two schools of painting styles are not even the founders of either school. They are just following the footsteps of European and American artists. Originally, they were much better than Chinese artists, but now that Fang Yi comes out, the whole situation has changed. In Hashimoto
In my heart, none of these people can compare to Fang Yi's achievements, which are contributions to painting itself.
The Japanese thought that the paintings in Tokyo seemed more and more fake as they looked at them, and Fang Yi also saw things that he couldn't understand.
"What kind of fuss is this?!" Fang Yi looked at the magazine in his hand. There was a picture on the whole paper. In Fang Yi's opinion, it was meaningless, the so-called 'Bobby' minimalism.