If there was a trace of splashing in the painting before, it is now so "minimalist" that even the trace of splashing is gone, and only dots of blurry shadows are left on it.
What Fang Yi doesn't quite understand is how a work that has just left his place less than two weeks ago has become a work from Popile's so-called minimalist period, which means that this work was painted before Popile became famous.
It was about the time when Fang Yi first arrived in Paris. And this work still belongs to the so-called former friend of Bobiel!
Does this old guy have friends? Fang Yi felt very strange when he heard the news. Not to mention the bird-like appearance of Popile that he saw for the first time, even now he has never heard of this old boy having any friends.
Kind of like that. As far as his character can have family ties, it's pretty good, but friends are really unreliable to him. Not to mention ordinary people, not even many artists can stand his arrogance.
, and that foul-mouthed one, who would want to be friends with someone who laughs at them all day long?
"Is it because this old boy is short of money?" Fang Yi glanced at the magazine in his hand, wiped his chin in confusion, thought for a moment, and retorted to himself: "No, he doesn't have anything to spend money on.
I'm used to hobbies, and I don't have a second, third, fourth, or fifth person.
Six or seventy-eight breasts or something, and even if he raised them, he would only have two or three at his age. Besides, it would not be easy for these women to rob this old guy Bobile like they did to this young boy.
!We won’t be so short of money!”
In reality, only young men can't bear to see women making cowardly remarks. A beautiful girl will become so coquettish that she even pawns her own underwear. He collects the money and exchanges the girl with a smile. He stands in an industry based entirely on his own ability.
How many top people are beautiful?
Can a woman manipulate her? Putting this thing on Bobiel’s body would make Fang Yi’s hair stand on end. I guess if a girl really pulls Bobiel’s arm and says: Hmm~hmm! I want that! You can’t tell what the old man’s temper is.
The one who came was a big-eared man who passed by.
Zheng Yuan saw her husband looking at the magazine in his hand in a daze, and couldn't help but said: "Hey, why are you just concentrating on eating?"
Before Fang Yi could come to his senses, little Fang Yi took his little mouth with rice grains away from the rim of the bowl, and then said to his mother: "Dad just said 2345678 milk, Mom, at home
Have you finished drinking your milk?" After saying this, the corners of his mouth almost went to the back of his head in joy.
Every morning, Zheng Yuan or grandma would watch this little thing drink a glass of milk. It was like this every day, and little Fang Yi didn't want to drink this thing. He felt like going to the execution ground when he drank it. I heard his father Fang Yi say that there is so much milk.
.The little brain thought that there was no milk at home, and naturally she was very happy when she thought that she didn’t have to drink it this morning.
After hearing this, Zheng Yuan glanced at Fang Yi, then looked at her son and said, "There's a lot of milk at home!" Regardless of his son's face, his face instantly turned bitter, and he turned his head and said to Fang Yi, "Let's take a look early in the morning.
Magazine, in front of the children, you are talking nonsense about breast milk or not!".
"I'm surprised. Why did the old guy do this? His painting was already very high when he painted it. It doesn't look like someone who is short of money and makes something to cheat money." Fang Yi is still there
I was thinking about this problem in my mind, but I didn’t put much thought into it, just treating it as a pastime.
Fang Yi couldn't figure it out because it was dark under the lamp. He didn't expect that this old guy Bobile was planning to plot against him.
After spending a whole breakfast, Fang Yi couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation for this matter. He couldn't think of it and thought it had nothing to do with him. In line with the principle that more things are worse than less things, Fang Yi put this matter aside. I left it behind and concentrated on completing my two works.
However, Fang Yi only put this matter aside for a day or two. Two or three days later in the morning, Popile's work made the headlines of the magazine again, but this time a reporter discovered a very important piece of news.
, Bobil wanted to invest 10 million US dollars to take back this thing of his. Now not only the media was excited, but also the so-called modern painting masters who had been quarreling with Bobil.
What a good handle this is! Countless people heard the news, and also got the reliability of the news from some reliable channels, and they all started to cheer and cheer. Moreover, the news also said that Bobil’s
A friend is expected to send this work to an auction house for auction.
Fang Yi was also very happy when he saw this news. He thought that now he had something to do to entertain himself when he was free. Fang Yi became interested and naturally paid close attention to the progress of this matter. He also hid aside.
It was really a joy to watch.
If you think about it, you will understand. The so-called minimalist art and pop art have always been the goal of Popile. Now he has such a work in his hand. What kind of effect is it?
When people look at it, they feel like the old man Popile slapped him in the face. Is that true?!
Now Bobil's opponents are divided into two groups. One group thinks that the thing that Bobil is popping up now cannot be regarded as a work, because it 'has no meaning!'. The same two bases, others have meaning.
There are no old ones, and I don’t know what ridiculous standards these people use.
Another group of people believe that this 'work' is very profound, and the presence or absence of faint traces on the work just illustrates Popile's living conditions, his doubts about the future, and his determination for painting.
A rare and good work. Anyway, Dong Dongyi has no ability to see it.
Seeing the completely opposite opinions of the two groups of Bobil opponents, Fang Yi was a little overjoyed. Every time he thought about this point, he felt like he was watching a joke. Even when he was holding a paintbrush, Fang Yi remembered
Everyone will be happy for a while, and any gloom in their hearts will disappear without a trace.
Just like now, Fang Yi is happy again.
"Yi! Do you think Bobilson's work really has so much meaning?" Amy stood on the modeling stage and asked Fang Yi, who looked cheerful.
Fang Yi smiled and asked back: "Don't ask me, ask yourself. How do you view that thing in your own heart!".
"What if I say it doesn't draw anything at all?" Amy opened her mouth and said, "Of course I'm just saying it here, I wouldn't dare say that outside!".
"Afraid that others will look at you like you're an idiot?" Fang Yi looked at Amy and nodded happily. Then he explained: "Everyone thinks so!".
Some so-called experts take advantage of the herd mentality of most people and coerce the public. Those who say bad things are heretics, and those who can't see it are fools. Therefore, the people who don't know the truth can only say that they are profound. Those who know the truth are like
I won’t say, what if I am short of money sometimes? Besides, I don’t have to pay for it myself, so why do so many things?
Lily understood the meaning of Fang Yi's words: "You mean that thing is not interesting in the first place? It's not as profound as they said?".
"Do you think you can draw something like that?" Fang Yi asked Lily.
"Of course!" Lily said with great confidence: "Although I have never painted before, after staying in your studio for so long, I still have the confidence to complete the canvas base. Isn't that thing just a canvas base?"
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"Look, you can draw something like this yourself, so what's the point of saying you bought something made by someone else?" Fang Yi put the brush in his hand into the small bucket on the painting cabinet. Today he seems to be talking to himself
The sex was so satisfying that I decided to discuss it with the three models. Fang Yi was so happy to watch the drama during this period. Watching the two gangs biting each other, it felt like a big summer to Fang Yi.
He drank a bottle of ice water.
"They say that everyone is an artist. You don't need to practice any techniques. You can express the world that you want in your heart. This is a false proposition. If everyone is one, then it means that everyone is not! That's it.
For example, if everyone has five million U.S. dollars, just because everyone has it, the five million dollars you have will be worthless. Say no.
The five million dollars can only buy one hamburger. Even if everyone agrees, then why should I spend money to buy your paintings? I want to vent my feelings. I wonder if I can just paint my own paintings.
Why should I appreciate your so-called mood? And why should I spend so much money to buy something that I can just mess around with?"
Miranda also interjected after hearing this: "Then why can these people say so many things? It sounds really profound to me!".
"If you don't dress yourself up a little more profoundly, who will believe it?" Fang Yi smiled, then waved to his three models, indicating that everyone should stop standing and rest for a while.
"These so-called critics, they don't want to eat? They don't want to attract other people's attention? Improve their own status? In fact, it is not much different from the entertainment industry. What is different from the entertainment industry is that people who are famous in the art circle can open their mouths and talk nonsense.
Bad way! Because beauty is really not easy to define. What is beautiful and what is ugly? What standards should be used to measure it? These things are hard to say. Otherwise, there are a thousand things in a thousand people's hearts.
Where is Hamlet!".
"Mr. Bobil's painting is really worthless. I saw someone on the Internet saying that this painting is a masterpiece of idleness. If it goes to the auction house, it will probably break the current highest transaction price of Bobil's work." Lily looked at it
Fang Yi said.
"I'm afraid even Bobil himself thinks that his so-called minimalist works are worthless!" Fang Yi said with certainty. Suddenly, an idea popped into Fang Yi's mind, like a flash of inspiration!
Yes! Fang Yi thought that even he knew that Popile despised such things, so how could he paint it! Now that he had figured it out, it wasn't as simple as cheating money. Only people who were short of money would do it.
To cheat, Bobile, who is not short of money and does not lack the pleasure of cheating money, came up with this thing, I am afraid that what he is trying to do cannot be money at all!
Now let's put this matter aside from the irresponsible idea of making money before, and why Popile painted this thing, and said that he painted it before, then these messy things are put together, Fang Yi thought
After three or four minutes, his face couldn't help but become a little bitter. If he was on the right track, Popile's little thoughts could quickly be guessed.
"No wonder people say that being old and not dying is a thief!" Fang Yi whispered to himself in Chinese. Now Fang Yi understood that he seemed to be following the old man's ways, and the old man just wanted to scold him.
The so-called work was sent to him, and then the pigtail was delivered to him personally.
Fang Yi never thought of this, nor did he expect that Poppyle's temper would lead him to such a blow. With the old man's temper, Fang Yi always thought he was Zhang Fei, and he always used a white knife to go in with a red knife.
Fang Yi suddenly jumped into the circle without even thinking about it, and suddenly he started to play tricks.
If Popile had behaved like Anders before and had a slippery temperament, and was not considered a friend, Fang Yi might have been thinking about each other when he wrote the letter, and he would have thought of this very quickly.
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However, this wave of Bill's eyes is higher than the top, and he sprays whatever he wants. How could Fang Yi think of deceiving himself into believing this question!
"Yi! Yi! What are you thinking about?" Miranda waved her hands in front of Fang Yi in her robe and asked, "Can't it exceed his current highest price?".
"We can't get any money even if we exceed it!" Fang Yi took a breath: "I'm in a little trouble!" (To be continued...)