That day, when Tang Ning was about to get on the train at the station, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. But just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly realized something was wrong. That is, this sentence was actually shouted in Chinese, and this
His tone was like calling him his subordinate. No one should dare to call him that right now!
But despite this, Tang Ning was still a little curious, so she turned around and saw that not far away, a thin young compatriot ran towards a sturdy middle-aged man. It was obvious that he was "Tang Ning", and he was actually talking to her.
The same name...
But if you think about it carefully, it actually doesn't matter, because although my name is not as big as "Zhang Wei", there are many people with the same name, so it is not a strange phenomenon.
Just when Tang Ning was about to leave, Janet, who was beside him, frowned and asked him, "Tony, did you hear someone calling your surname Tang Ning just now, but his pronunciation was very strange!"
"It's normal for you to think it's strange, because what he shouted was not in English, but in Chinese. The pronunciation of my last name DOWNING is very similar to the pronunciation of a common Chinese name Tang Ning, so the young man who was shouted just now should be that young man!" Tang Ning pointed.
The young man named "Tang Ning" explained.
"Oh, that's it, I didn't expect you to speak Chinese!" Janet said in surprise.
"After all, I went to China for a month, and I have always liked Chinese culture very much!" Tangning then changed the subject and asked, "When are you going back to New Orleans?"
Janet thought for a moment and then replied: "It will take another three to five days!"
Because she always encounters some strange things when taking the train recently, Tang Ning also looked forward to it this time. But it is normal and regrettable that nothing happened on the return trip. There was no life or beauty.
Hugs and hugs...
Not only that, after returning home, she learned from Heidi that nothing new had happened in New Orleans recently, which made Tangning feel a little uncomfortable for a while. However, after thinking about it, she thought that this was normal life, so she took a day off.
After that, I continued to explore hyper-realistic painting techniques.
After completing her first hyperrealist work, Tangning took her to Sterling Gallery. The owner Sterling watched carefully for a long time, then frowned and asked Tangning: "Tony, this is what you studied.
New painting method? What is it called?"
"Hyper-realistic painting method!" Tang Ning replied seriously.
Sterling echoed: "Well, it is indeed realistic enough. I feel that even the hair is so real. It's just that Tony's painting method may not be acceptable to everyone. After all, it is very different from the popular painting methods now."
Got it!"
Tangning knew that Sterling was actually saying this with his arms around him, but he didn't care about it: "As for new things, everyone must go through a process of getting familiar with and accepting them. This painting will be hanging here for you, and I'm not in a hurry to sell it!"
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"If you're not in a hurry to sell, it doesn't matter!" Sterling shrugged.
Then he changed the topic and asked: "By the way Tony, I told you about "The Evening Bell" last time..."
But before Sterling could finish what he said, Tangning interrupted: "Didn't I tell you, there's no way I can draw this kind of thing!"
Perhaps because Tang Ning discovered the secrets in "Evening Bell", people often wanted to order "Evening Bell" from Tang Ning through Sterling, especially if the coffin must be drawn during roll call. Tang Ning naturally did not respond to this request.
He refused without hesitation. He was not short of money, so it was naturally impossible for him to paint such a tasteless thing.
As Tangning was talking, she was wandering around the gallery with a glass of wine. Suddenly she stopped in front of a painting and asked Sterling with a surprised look on her face: "How come I haven't heard of this Miss Hannah Foster before?"
Pass?"
"Oh, her paintings have always been featureless before, so naturally you wouldn't notice. But since she came back from traveling to China for half a year, her paintings are all Chinese-style, so they are more eye-catching!" Sterling explained.
In fact, Sterling was right, because Tangning was also attracted by the strong domestic style in the "China Market", so she then asked: "So she painted more than this one?"
"Of course it's not just this one, I've sold several of them here, and the prices are pretty good!" Sterling replied.
Tangning thought for a moment and then said, "Um, can you introduce me to Miss Foster?"
Sterling replied without hesitation: "Of course, no problem!" But then he joked: "Are you attracted to paintings or people?"
"I've never even met anyone, how could I fall in love with someone?" Tangning replied angrily, and in fact, he was only interested in Miss Foster's experience in China!
Sterling was actually just joking, so he said: "Then you wait for my news. I will go find Hannah in the afternoon to see if she has time and if she wants to see you!"
"Okay, then I'll go back first!" Tang Ning said goodbye.
Originally, Tangning thought that there would be no news about Sterling until the next day at the earliest. But what surprised him was that Sterling brought someone to his house that afternoon. He pointed at a man next to him.
The petite young girl with red hair introduced to Downing: "Tony, this is Hannah - Miss Foster; Hannah, this is Mr. Downing, the author of "Gone with the Wind"!"
"Hello Mr. Downing, I particularly like your copy of "Gone with the Wind" and your wife's "Downing Abbey". Can you please sign it for me?" Hannah took out a beautifully framed set of "Downing Abbey" like a fan.
"Gone with the Wind" handed it to him and said to him.
"Of course there is no problem with this!" Tangning casually took the autograph and wrote a blessing. At the same time, she felt in her heart that classics are classics. She has been exposed to "Gone with the Wind" a lot when she went out to meet new friends in the past two years...
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Then he said: "Heidi is not at home now. When she comes back, I will ask her to sign it for you!"
"Thank you, thank you! Thank you so much!" Hannah thanked her repeatedly.
PS: To recommend the book "I am a Comedian in Tokyo", first of all, if nothing else, this guy's attitude of insisting not to put it on the shelves and not charging is worthy of admiration. He wrote more than 700,000 words purely based on his enthusiasm...
Not to mention others, I can't do it anyway...
Disadvantages, well, I can’t say they are shortcomings. In short, the career choice of comedians is indeed too niche, and the author seems too lazy to write about the reaction of the work, such as horror plots, so it is relatively less enjoyable, but if there is
If you want to know more about the Japanese artist industry, this book is definitely worth reading!