Soul Painter

Among the crowd surrounding Lu Guoying, Ai En, the boss of PACE, was also among them.

Founded in 1960, PACE Gallery is one of the most influential art galleries in the world. Its art spaces in London, Paris, Seoul and other places are a paradise for oil painting collectors and a sanctuary for oil painters.

Ai En is a fat man full of energy. Although he has a big belly, he behaves quite elegantly. At this moment, he is with the crowd, watching the paintings that are said to be the paintings of Lu Guoying's new disciples in China.

Although Ai En is the owner of PACE, if the gallery is compared to the stars, the artists are like the bright moon in the night sky. Titian's Lu Guoying of the Century.

Titian is a representative figure of the Venetian School of Painting in the 14th century. He is regarded as an ancient god in the world of oil painting. Some critics believe that Raphael and Da Vinci are far behind him. In Titian's works, there is no unsolvable aesthetic problem. His paintings are solemn, noble and perfect.

Of course, what is unknown is that Titian has such a bad temper that he even dared to offend the Pope at the time. Ain may have nicknamed Lu Guoying from this characteristic, who knows?

Looking at Gao Fan's painting, Ai En's eyes glowed strangely.

"A work with 'magic power' is exactly what I want." Ai En said to Lu Guoying, "I want to buy your disciple's work at the price of a new writer, what do you want?"

"This is his business, you can ask him if he will sell it." Lu Guoying said indifferently.

Everyone looked at Gao Fan, with jealousy in the eyes of the young people and amazement in the eyes of the elders. Being bought by Ain means that the painting has entered the international market. For an art student who is still studying, it is a big deal. The glory of ascending to the sky in one step!

"Mr. Ain, after accepting this painting, where do you plan to put it? The exhibition space in Beijing, Seoul, London, or Paris?" Gao Fan first asked such a question.

"Sorry, Mr. Gao Fan, your paintings are excellent, maybe I will hold a solo exhibition for you in the future, but the number of your works is still not enough." Ain shook his head.

This is a matter of course. Investing in a cutting-edge painter is just an investment. If you want to hold an exhibition for him, it depends on his future achievements. The number of works must be large enough and the quality must be stable enough to gain long-term fame. Slow operation usually takes ten or eight years.

Painters are lucky to be born in the modern age where information circulation is fast enough. In the Van Gogh era, a painter would have to endure 20 to 30 years to gradually become famous, because the speed of information circulation was too slow at that time. Van Gogh The reason why he was down and out all his life was not because no one saw his genius, but because he only painted for about ten years, and his fame had only started to accumulate before he passed away.

"Then where would you put it?" Gao Fan asked again.

"I accepted a commission to search for paintings and painters with 'magic power' all over the world. If your paintings meet the standards for completing this commission, we will have further cooperation." Ain said.

The onlookers looked at each other, especially Lawrence and Lu Guoying. This is what they said yesterday, the mysterious mission that Ai En has accepted, and they don't know who the commissioner is. its running.

"Then..." Gao Fan was not interested anymore.

If he held an exhibition after being acquired, he would naturally be willing.

But when he took it back, he didn't know which rich man's treasury it was hidden in. He would never see the light or see anyone in his life, so let it go, he still counted on this painting to continue to harvest SAN value for him.

At this time, outside the circle surrounded by everyone, a voice suddenly came: "This painting is a fake!"

Um?

Before everyone could react, a long-haired young man had already parted from the crowd and walked to the painting, repeating to everyone, "This painting is a fake!"

For a moment, everyone was a little silent, consciously or unconsciously, looking at Lu Guoying's face.

The academic unit of the Biennale this year is allowed to imitate, and everyone knows it.

Gao Fan's painting is a copy, and several professors and students of the Academy of Fine Arts are also very clear.

But not everyone knows, for example, Ain doesn't know.

To say that the imitation is like this, it is surprisingly good among the students, but this is Lu Guoying's disciple. It is surprising to choose the imitation to participate in the exhibition. The disciple of the master, why do you want to imitate others?

If the scene was blurred, it would be fine, but a stunned young man exposed this matter in front of everyone.

The professor Dongmei led the team immediately wanted to drag Fang Jianbin away, but Fang Jianbin looked crazy and said with a stiff neck, "This is an imitation, something that cannot be put on the stage!"

Professor Dongmei was very sorry and smiled awkwardly at Lu Guoying and Director Tianmei. He really wanted to explain that it was none of my business. I did not instigate any disputes in the art world. All disputes in the art world are resolved in private. Offending people on the surface is really offending people to death. .

The director is also embarrassed.

But thanks to Lu Guoying's mastery, she stood there majestically and still, with a sense of stability on her face, "I have thousands of skins, let's see which layer you can pick up".

Ai En looked around and understood that this scene should be real. He also smiled awkwardly. If it is an imitation, it cannot be accepted. An imitation does not have collection value, nor is it qualified to complete the customer's commission. He began to retrieve the scene, and said to Gao Fan: "Mr. Gao Fan, can I make an appointment for your next work with 'magic power'?"

"Okay." Gao Fan's thick skin is in the same line as Lu Guoying, but he can hold grudges, and he will avenge them face to face. He looked at Fang Jianbin and said, "Student Fang, are you jealous that Mr. Buy my work?"

"What kind of work is that of yours? You are an imitation! You can't stand on the stage!" Fang Jianbin yelled at Gao Fan like a donkey that couldn't be held back.

"If you say I can't be on the stage, then you must be on the stage. Do you dare to bet now that you and I will each draw a work and see whose is better?" Gao Fan said.

"Why don't I dare?" Fang saw that Bin was excited. He never believed that at this age, anyone was better than him. "Then three days later..."

"I don't need three days, I only need one day." Gao Fan added.

"I want one day too!" Fang Jianbin responded.

"A day is still too long, I only need... four hours." Gao Fan added.

"I can do it for four...four hours!" Fang Jianbin couldn't back down anymore.

"I'm just here to draw." Gao Fan continued to increase the size.

"Here?" Fang Jianbin was a little surprised.

At the Biennale ? This... is impossible.

"Right here, immediately, immediately, start drawing now, four hours later, your face will be swollen, dare you?" Gao Fan asked him.

Meow~

God emerged from Gaofan's pocket and called out to the world.

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