When it comes to the enthusiasm of the reception, foreigners are far behind the Chinese people. () Not to mention the colorful flags, I didn’t even see any colorful flags! It was just posted in the conference hall and some bulletin boards that Fang Yi was going to give a lecture.
time, such a trivial matter
There were no colorful flags, no gongs and drums, let alone Young Pioneers wearing red scarves. Anyway, it was finished looking like this. His alma mater, Paris Haute Couture, was like this, and when he saw that the Paris Academy of Fine Arts was doing the same thing, Fang Yi felt that it was nothing strange.
Yes.
The content of Fang Yi's lectures at two famous French universities was also very simple, covering two aspects: sketching and post-classicism. Fang Yi could also give live demonstrations of sketching, but post-classicism took too long, so he just
It cannot be demonstrated in a few classes.
Fortunately, teachers and students from both schools were well prepared, so it was simply replaced by teachers and students asking questions about postclassical techniques on the spot, and Fang Yi answered them on the spot.
After attending the classes at the two schools, Fang Yi learned that some students from these two schools already had a certain and fairly in-depth understanding of post-classical sutra mastering techniques. From this point, we can also see that post-classical
Doctrine has found its place at least in institutions of higher learning, and is also deeply welcomed and studied and imitated by some students.
Likewise, the two art academies were not too stingy about Fang Yi's arrival. They gave him every doctorate and title of visiting professor.
Just like now, Fang Yizheng was wearing academic uniform, standing on the podium of the venue that could accommodate more than 300 people, looking at the people sitting below and talking politely.
"Thank you to the Ecole des Beaux-Arts in Paris for granting me such an honor. The Ecole des Beaux-Arts in Paris is the alma mater of our elders. I first came into contact with classicism when he was a young man, and I was deeply fascinated by it..." Fang Yi said
After a while, he looked at the heads of the people below with a smile.
In foreign countries, you can't talk about nonsense in a long way. After Fang Yi flattered Bami for two or three minutes, he turned to his own artistic thoughts.
"My point of view on art, first of all, art is a kind of beauty. If others can't see beauty in your works, then what else do they need to see?..." Fang Yi is starting to express his post-classical views.
The new propaganda had just come to this point, when suddenly the door behind was pushed open. A young man hurriedly walked to the first row, and then whispered in the ear of the dean of the Paris Academy of Fine Arts.
One sentence, while saying this, he looked towards Fang Yi.
This person's actions were so obvious. Fang Yi didn't know that this person was talking about him, so he couldn't help but stop and look at the dean of the Paris Academy of Fine Arts.
The old dean walked to Fang Yi's podium and whispered to Fang Yi: "The place where you held the exhibition was robbed by a few robbers!".
"What?" Fang Yi didn't believe his ears when he heard the news: "Xian was robbed? When? What was lost? Was anyone injured?".
The old dean looked at Fang Yi with a bitter look on his face and shook his head: "Only three people were slightly injured during the chaos in the exhibition hall. Most of them were just frightened. The robbery happened in the thirties
Minutes ago, the news said that after the robbers robbed four works of yours and Mr. Bobile, they disappeared with the frightened crowd. I don’t know if there are any other losses yet!”
"Twenty minutes!?" Fang Yi listened to the time, then looked up at the bright sun hanging in the sky outside Paris today. He didn't know what to say. In broad daylight, he was hanging in a building equivalent to two museums.
The painting was so blatantly robbed by some robbers, and now the police probably don't even have a suspect.
This is a bit too arrogant!
"Maybe a police officer will ask you some questions soon!" the dean said to Fang Yi.
After hearing this, Fang Yi nodded. This is reasonable. The police always ask questions first when something like this happens, but at this time, the life of the Paris police is probably not very easy.
Fang Yi was chatting with the old dean. People in the venue soon began to talk to each other, and thanks to the rapid development of science and technology, many students in the venue got Fang Yi and Fang Yi almost at the same time.
The news that Bobiel's works had been hijacked caused a constant buzz in the originally quiet scene.
"I'm sorry, I have a little problem here! I can only say sorry to everyone!" After speaking, Fang Yi nodded slightly to the teachers and students in the audience and prepared to leave the podium.
As soon as Fang Yi turned around, he heard a male student below him stand up and ask Fang Yi jokingly: "Mr. Fang, were your two latest works stolen in the exhibition? Can you give me some advice?"
Let’s talk about how you feel now? Do you think these people who stole the paintings are your fans?”
After listening to the boy's words, Fang Yi turned his body back, leaned in front of the microphone and said jokingly: "I really don't know what to say about how I feel now. Fortunately, no one was seriously hurt. To be honest, I am too.
This is the first time I encountered such a thing, what is my biggest feeling? When I heard the news, a sentence suddenly jumped out in my heart: If the painting cannot be found, the insurance company will be in trouble!"
Hearing what Fang Yi said, there was a burst of laughter, followed by applause and whistles. No one was seriously injured, which is not a big deal to these students. As for the insurance company, it is not what these people care about.
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After waiting for the venue to become quiet again, Fang Yi continued: "I hope that the people who stole the paintings are fans of me and Mr. Popile, and not just to exchange them for money! Of course, you may not know that these are mine.
Wishful thinking! These courageous robbers are just short of money, so they just need some money to spend!" After saying that, Fang Yi nodded again to the students in the venue and left the podium.
Amidst a burst of applause, Fang Yi walked out of the venue, taking off his doctor's uniform and walking towards the door. As he walked out of the building door, he saw two staff members from the gallery's French office standing there.
Waiting for you next to the car.
"Thank you for the invitation from the Paris Academy of Fine Arts!" Although he left in a hurry, Fang Yi still wanted to thank him politely.
The dean and the two people accompanying Ba Yuan were a little polite to Fang Yi and sent Fang Yi into the car.
After getting in the car, Fang Yi waited for the car to start, then stretched out his hand from the car window and waved to several people for about ten seconds.
With a light press, Fang Yi closed the car window: "Qiao! Do you know what's going on?" As soon as he closed the window and sat upright, Fang Yi asked the gallery staff in the front passenger seat.
The staff member named Joe turned around and replied: "I don't know much about the situation, but the boss was at the scene at the time. He called and said that he heard a bang and then a burst of smoke.
, the visibility in the entire exhibition hall was very poor, so everyone just drove
He started to rush outside. When he got outside, he waited for the smoke in the room to dissipate. When he went back in, he saw that your and Mr. Bobiel's works were gone, and the robbers were very careful to remove the four works.
The frame was removed and the canvas inside was directly taken away...".
"Have you lost any other works?" Fang Yi couldn't help but ask again after hearing this.
"Yes! The news just came. One of Mr. Rude's works was stolen, and half of another one was just taken down!" Qiao said to Fang Yi: "As for whether the other people have lost it, it doesn't matter.
It’s clear, this news came from the boss five minutes ago. Why don’t you call me and ask?”
"Forget it! Let's go directly!" Fang Yi didn't bother to call anymore. He just asked the driver to drive to the scene. On the one hand, Fang Yi wanted to talk to Zou Heming in person, but on the other hand, Fang Yi had not seen the crime scene yet.
Well, I just happened to go for a long-term visit today. As for the painting being stolen, Fang Yizhen couldn't cause much damage. After all, all the works in the exhibition were insured. Even if it hurts, it's not Fang Yi's turn.
Yelling and yelling.
The car drove for half an hour, and Fang Yi finally arrived at the exhibition hall. As soon as he arrived at the exhibition hall, he realized that his wish to see the crime scene was probably in vain, because there were news interview vehicles everywhere in front of the exhibition hall, and they were more beautiful than his own painting exhibition.
There was a lot of time to do it. It was even bigger than the group of celebrities who came to take pictures during the preview.
"It turns out that I'm not the only one who likes to watch the excitement!" Fang Yi looked at the interview cars with TV station logos all around and said involuntarily.
"Mr. Fang, we can't drive in!" the driver said to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi glanced at the front of the car and knew that it was impossible to drive on this road, so he nodded and said: "Okay, let's get off here!".
After saying that, Fang Yi wanted to open the car door, but before he could get out, he was stopped by Qiao: "Wait! Put on your glasses and baseball cap first! I'll call the boss later."
"Yes! Yes!" As soon as Qiao said, Fang Yi remembered that if he appeared here with a bare head and a normal face at this time, he would be really crazy.
Fang Yi was wearing a hat and glasses, and Qiao started to call Zou Heming.
"The boss asked you not to get out!" Qiao put down the phone and said to the driver next to him: "He asked us to go to the big police car over there. He will wait for us there!" After that, he gave the order without waiting for Fang Yi to say anything.
The driver drove the car over.
When they arrived at the place, Fang Yi got out of the car and saw Zou Heming standing with two French policemen. When he saw Fang Yi coming over, he smiled at Fang Yi.
Needless to say, these two policemen came to ask about Fang Yi, because they knew that Fang Yi went to the Academy of Fine Arts in Paris early this morning. The so-called evidence of Fang Yi's alibi could prove too much.
What's more, the two policemen were just going through the motions.
How can Fang Yi provide the police with any information? Fang Yi has not been near this street since the end of the preview. The police only asked Fang Yi and Zou Heming for less than two minutes before leaving Fang Yi and Zou Heming.
"How could this happen?" Fang Yi stretched his head and looked at the entrance of the exhibition hall where a large circle of people were gathered two to three hundred meters away, and couldn't help but ask Zou Heming.
"You ask me who should I ask?" Zou Heming said to Fang Yi. Seeing that the two policemen who had just questioned Fang Yi were further away, he whispered: "The speed of these people is really too fast.
Well, let me tell you, in just seven or eight minutes, these five paintings were taken out of the frames, and once the smoke cleared, the people and the paintings could no longer be seen!..."
Listening to this tone, you can tell that Zou Heming was very excited. He began to describe his experience to Fang Yizhuang with excitement. He didn't know how the other person could deduce these things while squatting in the smoke, reaching out and barely seeing his fingers.
of.
"How much is the insurance for several works?" Fang Yi asked Zou Heming at this time.
Zou Heming said: "There are quite a few. Although they are not insured at last year's price, each work is still insured at a price of 20 million. One of Rude's works is 4 million!"
Fang Yi calculated in his mind and glanced at Zou Heming: "Now the insurance company is probably going to cry!".
"You didn't see it when they were making money. Although one hundred million is a lot, it will never hurt their muscles, let alone their bones. It won't even hurt their skin. You don't think you can afford 100 million US dollars."
It’s gone! Besides, it’s not here yet.” After hearing Fang Yi’s words, Zou Heming said disdainfully: “What’s more, there’s no chance that this painting will be recovered within a few days!”.
"Then let's just stay and watch first?" Fang Yi said happily.
Zou Heming also nodded his head: "Of course we have to watch. To use what you said before, let's move a small stool now! These people are so awesome! There is no trace left at all!".
It’s no wonder that Fang Yi and Zou Heming were excited. It was a completely unexpected thing. Now they found it alive in front of their eyes. The painting just disappeared in broad daylight in front of everyone. Of course, the most important thing is the painting.
Losing it is not a big loss for either of them.
As one is a painter and the other is a gallery owner, knowing that art is stolen is not like what is shown in movies and TV shows. Thieves and robbers have to hang wires and use contortion techniques at night. In reality,
The technique is quite straightforward, or in other words, there is no thrill at all!
It seems that what I need to get a few famous works is to steal these works today, it’s straightforward! (To be continued...)