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Chapter 499

After agreeing to Zhang Xu to accompany him and Li Lin to the photo shoot in New York, Fang Yi couldn't leave immediately. Because before this matter, Fang Yi still had an important interview to complete, which was to accept the so-called "Classic Wave"

One of the two greatest banners of contemporary classicism ("Classical Wave" put this name on the heads of Fang Yi and Bobile after their second joint exhibition in October), that is, Fang Yi himself

Conduct your first exclusive interview.

As for Fang Yi, he always wanted stability in the past and didn't like to engage in verbal wars. But now that Fang Yi can't stop fighting even if he wants to, there's nothing to say. Let's roll up our sleeves and fight with real swords and guns. This

In an interview with a classic magazine, Fang Yi was ready to talk at length, talk about all the scams, and take off the so-called art cloak that some people wear.

Regarding Fang Yi's interview, "Classical Wave" magazine was very solemn. The editor-in-chief personally led the team. The interview team alone was nearly 20 people and there was an interview vehicle. The group arrived in Los Angeles two days in advance to start preparing for the interview.

things.

Today's weather in Los Angeles is great. The sun is scorching hot in the morning. Although it's a bit hot, in Fang Yi's opinion, it's still much better than light rain falling in the sky.

Now Fang Yi was standing in front of his house, putting a hand on his eyebrow to block the sun, and watching three toy-sized red and blue painted cars in the distance heading towards his house.

"With so many people here at once, don't you mean it's just for a visit?" Zheng Yuan walked from the room to Fang Yi, holding little Fang Yi in his hand. Zheng Yuan also changed into a slightly more formal dress today.

Wearing some clothes, standing side by side with her husband, she must try to welcome the guests at home together. Because she is a pregnant woman, it is naturally best to save some energy, and the sun is so strong outside, so she can't be like Fang Yi

Stand outside here all the time.

Seeing the car getting bigger and bigger, you can even see the driver in the first car. Fang Yi turned around with a smile and said: "I can also simply record a video or something. Anyway, I said it would be completed in two hours."

Let them do whatever they want with their work! It can be regarded as compensation for asking them many times before!"

After saying that, Fang Yi reached out and took the other hand of his son Fang Tu. The two adults just held one hand of the child and watched the car approaching from far away, and finally slowly stopped until it was about three dozen meters away.

Meters away from the front parking space.

The first person to come out was an old man in his fifties. As soon as the old man came out, Fang Yi couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth, because the old man looked very much like the same person.

Fang Yi took this to heart, but little Fang Nu didn't have such good manners, he was a child! He immediately shook his parents' hands and asked the old gentleman who came over: "Are you Gargamel?".

Upon hearing his son's question, Fang Yi quickly said: "Don't be so rude!" To be honest, his son did speak his mind. The old man who came over really looked like a cartoon from the cartoon "The Smurfs"

Ge Gewu. However, if his precious son said it in front of others, Fang Yi had to give him a symbolic scolding.

"It's okay, my granddaughter often says that I look like this Gargamel!" Of course the old gentleman heard what little Fang Ruo said, and he wasn't angry. It's really hard for adults to care about a three-year-old child, and besides, he's like this

This time I came to interview my father, but I couldn't get angry at him.

Walking in front of Fang Yi's family of three, the 'Gargamel' bent down and stretched out his hand towards little Fang. When he opened his hand, he saw a small model of a World War II Mustang fighter plane in his hand.

The workmanship of the small plane is quite exquisite. And the little people inside the small window can see clearly. A plane as big as a palm can do this and it looks like it is made of metal. Obviously, this thing is of high quality.

Xiao Fangjun was obviously very interested in such a small plane, but he did not reach out and looked up at his mother Zheng Yuan. Seeing her mother nodding slightly, she happily took it and said at the same time

: "Thank you Mr. Gargamel!".

"Nice to meet you. Don't call me Gargamel. My last name is Schmidt! What's your name?" Schmidt stretched out his hand to Fang Nu, and then shook his big and small hands.

"My name is Nu!" A clear child's voice sounded.

After watching Schmidt and his son finish chatting, Fang Yi stretched out his hand: "Hello, editor-in-chief Schmidt. Welcome to my home!".

Schmidt immediately stood up straight: "Thank you for inviting us to your home!" After shaking hands with Fang Yi, he shook hands with Zheng Yuan.

Next, he naturally shook hands with other staff and said a few polite words. Then Fang Yi's family welcomed these people into the room.

Schmidt was not polite and directly suggested that we start preparing for the visit. This suggestion just suited Fang Yi's wishes. Everyone was very unfamiliar, so it was better to get straight to the topic, as there was nothing to talk about.

Don't be too polite and you can't start the interview directly. There are still some things to do, and the recording work is still going on. The recording site is Fang Yi's studio. Some people started to prepare equipment and some people started to do some work for Fang Yi.

The reporter who was interviewing put on a little makeup.

"Mr. Fang, what do you think of Mr. Popile's current troubles?" Schmidt pulled up a stool and sat next to Fang Yi. The man's makeup was also very simple, and it only took Fang Yi two or three minutes to finish it.

As soon as the makeup was done, Schmidt sat next to Fang Yi, preparing to brush up on his friendship with Fang Yi.

Fang Yi looked at Schmidt and said with a smile: "Is this the content of the interview?".

A few days ago, the most popular thing was not the counterattack by some avant-garde artists or critics against Fang Yi in magazines. The most popular thing was the scandal of Bobiel! A magazine published the news that a female TV anchor came out of Bobiel's house in the morning.

Photo. As for the female anchor, it goes without saying. Anyway, the female anchor repeatedly told the media that she and Bobiel are just ordinary friends!

Of course it won't attract anyone if it's just this. The relationship between the two in the tabloids is so complicated now that Fang Yi can't even figure it out. And he doesn't want to figure it out.

Some newspapers said that the two were involved in physical transactions, and some said that the two fell in love at first sight. The insider information about the little anchor was provided by Bobile. Some said that the two were planning to get married, and others said that the two had been dating for a long time, and the female anchor

She's pregnant. Anyway, she has everything. What a garbled word.

"No, it's just a chat between us!" Schmidt immediately waved his hands and said, "I really don't understand what I saw."

According to what Schmidt thought, promote the classical style to once again establish a dominant position in the painting world. This is the first priority of all the current founders and supporters of classicism or post-classicism, you Bobi

How could a master with such a high artistic achievement start to worry about his own scandal? Moreover, many people are now more concerned about Popile's scandal than about his artistic views.

Having said this, I have to mention that because Comrade Lao Bo couldn't control his belt, he made a life-and-death battlefield where everyone was fighting with each other less solemn. Originally Lao Bo was prepared to use righteous words.

After Yida was dragged into the water, he launched a new round of war of words against some contemporary messy art. He vowed to peel off the fake art skin on their bodies.

But now this matter has become a bit embarrassing. Every time Lao Bo comes out, reporters never ask him about his artistic opinions. They only ask him whether he has slept with that anchor and what their relationship is. Several times he went to the microphone.

After one stop in front, Lao Bo had no choice but to retract his head.

Lao Bo has no choice. Do you admit it? Lao Bo thinks that with Fang Yi's intelligence, he can most likely guess that there is something wrong with his greed. In order to ensure his face in front of his opponent, Lao Bo decided to do it for a while.

The cowering turtle looks at the limelight before talking.

In fact, Fang Yi doesn't think deeply about this issue at all, it's just what Lao Bo thinks in his heart. To put it bluntly, Fang Yi has nothing to do and wonders about Lao Bo doing something with some woman. Fang Yi is not a pervert or a gossip.

But, what is the old saying about? That’s right! The trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop, right. Or maybe it’s because the house is leaking but it rains all night! A woman here is busy saying that we are friends

, the woman in front immediately followed her.

After settling down, he probably didn't have enough money earned in the past two years, so he immediately jumped out and accepted an interview with a tabloid, predicting that the two of them had slept with each other in all likelihood, and even mentioned that he had slept with Lao Bo and Rude.

He came out and praised their bed skills again.

In short, the tabloids in Paris are very busy now, busy reporting on the artist’s love history. To say love history is a bit too much, but to say it’s a sexual history is probably more appropriate.

Anyway, Lao Bo has lost his voice for the time being, which means that the old guy got Fang Yi out, but he also silenced himself. Look at what he did!

Fang Yi thought for a while and asked: "What's so incomprehensible?" He looked at Schmidt and spread his hands: "Mr. Popile also has needs in life, and other anchors also get what they need!".

The woman was photographed coming out of Lao Bo's house early in the morning. What happened? Who cares? If you really believe what the woman said is just ordinary friends, then you might as well believe the two people who were caught and raped said that they are just ordinary friends.

We were chatting in the hotel under a quilt. As for why both of us were naked, it was because the air conditioner in the hotel was too hot and they were afraid of heatstroke.

It was very simple for Fang Yi. Lao Bo got impulsive and found a woman to solve the problem. It just so happened that this woman was an anchor, and she took the opportunity to reveal his letter from the female anchor! Fang Yi now felt that he had guessed very well.

It makes sense and is more in line with the facts.

Schmidt smiled after hearing this. This matter made Schmidt feel that something was wrong. Judging from the contact between Schmidt and Popile, the old man's current behavior was not like his usual self. It stands to reason that everyone

As an adult and unmarried, what big deal is it to have a night of fun? If Schmidt had followed his ideas, the old man would probably ask the media: So what if we slept together?

After chatting with Fang Yi for a while, Schmidt believed the media's evaluation of Fang Yi. This post-classical master didn't care much about things that had nothing to do with him, and he didn't even spend too much time on things that had nothing to do with him.

More time to think.

After catching Fang Yi's thoughts, Schmidt and Fang Yi soon started chatting enthusiastically, and the two began to exchange views on artists.

"Editor-in-Chief, Mr. Fang! It's time to start!" Just as the two were chatting enthusiastically, a staff member came up and said to the two of them. (To be continued...)


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