Chapter 462 I don't know the direction of the target
Fang Meiqian's perspective is of course different from Lin Yu's. Even if the money is used to decorate the house, it is better not to waste it on such unproductive things.
"Then I'll go and show my support and see the new works of great artists." Ding Fan said.
"Xiaofan, thank you very much. Just give it to me. Don't spend any more money." Fang Meiqian said sincerely. Lin Yu could not be where he is today without Ding Fan's help.
"Hehe, if it looks good, I'll take it." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"No problem, you can choose." Fang Meiqian laughed, "I'll give Lin Yu a call."
"No, I believe Brother Lin will give me this face." Ding Fan waved his hand to stop him.
Ding Fan did not take Chi Li with him. Facing a dangerous person like Ling Zifeng, Chi Li was insignificant, so it was better not to wade into the muddy waters.
Braving the heavy rain, Ding Fan came to the art museum and walked in holding an umbrella.
The exhibition hall was empty except for Ling Zifeng, who was still wearing that very ordinary suit, with his waist straight and his arms folded, admiring the works.
Lin Yu didn't know where he went. This man had such a big heart that he wasn't afraid that the painting would be taken away.
Of course, there is surveillance in the exhibition hall, unless you take action while masked.
"Ding Fan!"
Ling Zifeng smiled and waved. With such a simple action, the manly charm displayed by him made people feel unstoppable. This made Ding Fan seriously suspect that this man might have practiced a unique charm skill.
Putting the umbrella aside, Ding Fan quickly walked over and complained: "Mr. Ling, we agreed last time that I would give you the photography work, why do you still have to pay? Give me an account that can transfer money, and I will do it right away.
Back to you."
"Of course you can't take good works for nothing!" Ling Zifeng waved his hand, "Just think that I support Ms. Ding Wan's photography career!"
"Thank you so much!"
"You're welcome! What is wealth? You can't bring it in life, you can't take it away in death, and it's useless to keep it."
"Mr. Ling, with all due respect, your words are very pessimistic. Our world was formed through the accumulation of wealth and is so rich and colorful." Ding Fan said.
"Close your eyes, there is no other world."
With a sigh, Ling Zifeng literally closed his eyes. A large amount of sadness quickly gathered on his face, making people immediately have the urge to comfort him.
Ding Fan did not open his magic eyes. He noticed last time that Ling Zifeng had obviously sensed the detection of magic power, but he just pretended that nothing happened and did not reveal it to his face.
After a while, Ling Zifeng opened his eyes and his face returned to normal.
"Let's take a look together!"
Ling Zifeng walked side by side with Ding Fan with his hands behind his back, admiring the paintings on the surrounding walls and making comments from time to time, as if he was a master of art appreciation.
In Ding Fan's opinion, Ling Zifeng's comments were very high-level, and some of his insights were very original. It was a pity that Lin Yu was not here, otherwise, if he had followed along and listened, his creative level would have reached a higher level.
In front of a painting, Ling Zifeng stopped, but Ding Fan looked surprised. It was the "Rice Field" hanging in the center of the floating clouds.
No, the painting is still there. It is a replica. Lin Yu should have created another one based on photos and memories.
"This painting is obviously not well done and has poor refinement. Although the rice fields are beautiful, they need to be set off by distant views and the flow of light. Lin Yu is not good at this type of work and should not hang it here." Ling Zifeng commented.
"I'm an outsider, so I just looked at the rich changes in colors, like high-definition photos, which is quite beautiful." Ding Fan pretended to smile calmly.
"A true artist must feel nature, wait for the flowers to bloom, listen to the wind and rain, and be one with nature, in order to depict the beauty of nature." Ling Zifeng said.
"Goodbye!"
"This reminds me that spiritual practice and life are also a grand practice, just like drinking water and knowing whether it is warm or cold." Ling Zifeng said with emotion.
These words were very suggestive. Ding Fan just pretended not to hear them and pointed to another painting, "Mr. Ling, the characters in this painting are quite lifelike."
"Haha, it turns out that she is Lin Yu's girlfriend. She has put all her emotions into it." Ling Zifeng smiled and pointed to the lower left corner. It is not for sale.
At this moment, Lin Yu, who was rubbing his eyes, walked downstairs, probably looking for a place to sleep.
Lin Yu was very happy to see Ding Fan here. He ran over and gave him a hug, but he didn't seem to see Ling Zifeng and obviously didn't recognize him.
"Brother Lin, let go, you're going to be out of breath." Ding Fan said exaggeratedly.
"Haha, brother Ding Fan, you are a gift to me. I can't express my gratitude to you without hugging you! Let me tell you, my inspiration has been flowing like a fountain recently, and I have stopped at all. I am very eager to show it to everyone."
Lin Yu laughed happily. Now that he has money, he has become more confident, changing his previous dull and boring image.
"Yes, the landscape paintings are very similar to landscapes, and the characters all have noses and eyes." Ding Fan said.
"Your evaluation is clearly zero points." Lin Yu said with a smile.
"Mr. Lin, three paintings for one million, do you think that's OK?" Ling Zifeng suddenly said.
"How much?" Lin Yu couldn't believe his ears.
"one million!"
"Yes, you can pick whatever you want and you can take it away right away! In addition, you can also get one as a gift." Lin Yu said in surprise.
"No need for extras, just help me take it off!"
Ling Zifeng pointed to three landscape paintings seemingly casually. The sizes were not large. Considering Lin Yu's current fame, one million was obviously a sky-high price.
Looking at Ding Fan and then at Ling Zifeng, the two were very close. Lin Yu suddenly understood, "Are you a friend of brother Ding Fan?"
"Um!"
"You can't collect money, just take it away." Lin Yu made up his mind. As soon as he said the words, his heart hurt so much. That was one million, how many works could he sell in exchange for it, and just one sentence was gone.
"I never take other people's hard work in vain, Ding Fan, please advise the great painter to accept it!" Ling Zifeng said.
"Mr. Ling, I can really give it to you." Ding Fan said.
"No, you have to give me money, otherwise I won't take it." Ling Zifeng was very stubborn.
"Brother Lin, just accept it!" Ding Fan shrugged, maybe for Ling Zifeng, one million is nothing.
Lin Yu wanted to add WeChat, but Ling Zifeng said no, obviously he didn't want to add it, so he found his bank account, and soon, one million was credited to his account.
Lin Yu's hands were shaking with excitement. He finally took down the painting, wrapped it in paper and tied it up, and thanked Ling Zifeng again and again.
"Sir, where do you live? I can send it to you!" Lin Yu said diligently.
"No need, we have a car."
The oil painting had some weight, but Ling Zifeng just held it casually under his arm. His waist was still straight, but he asked Ding Fan to leave together.
The rain outside stopped, the air was refreshing, and the streets were exceptionally clean. Ling Zifeng put the three paintings in the trunk and extended an invitation with a smile, "Ding Fan, let's go home for dinner together!"
"How embarrassing." Ding Fan declined.
"Are you afraid of me?" Ling Zifeng suddenly asked.
"A little scared." Ding Fan didn't hide it.
"No need to, I didn't hurt your heart, I just felt lonely and wanted to find someone to talk to." Ling Zifeng smiled bitterly.
"All right!"
After a fierce psychological struggle, Ding Fan finally agreed and followed Ling Zifeng's car all the way towards an unknown destination.