fringe artist

Chapter 70 69. The Changed Film Festival Theme (for further reading)

The weather after snow is usually pretty good. Chen Li'an was woken up by the glare of the sun outside the window after seven o'clock in the morning.

Feeling the warmth and softness of the quilt, Chen Li'an changed his position, hugged Chen Hong and continued to sleep.

The film festival didn't start until nine o'clock, and he could continue to sleep for a while, but Chen Li'an's movements woke up the sleeping Chen Hong.

Chen Hong dazedly felt the temperature of Chen Li'an's palm, then opened her eyes and looked at Chen Li'an's sleeping face, and couldn't help but lower her head and rubbed against his chin.

Then he curled up in Chen Li'an's arms like a kitten and continued to sleep, but Chen Li'an was woken up by her, and he couldn't fall asleep after returning to the cage.

The habit of waking up early and exercising still needs to be maintained. Chen Lian skillfully practiced the old eight palms, and after a while, he flattened, rounded, and begged for mercy in a soft voice.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Li'an came to the National Art Museum of China by taxi alone, and saw a few acquaintances before he even got to the exhibition hall.

Jiang Qingqing, Chen Zihan and the others came, and Xu Jinglei was also waiting for the exhibition hall to open, but Chen Li'an did not go to say hello, but went to Uncle Li and the others in the courtyard.

Uncle Qi has never been here for a few days, and today I don't know what happened, and Uncle Li and the others came here together.

"Master, why are you here?" Chen Li'an didn't call Uncle Qi this time because of the presence of outsiders. The old man smoked all his cigarettes, so it's okay to call Master.

Uncle Qi knocked the almost finished cigarette on the ground, and said to Chen Li'an, "Did anything happen to you last night?"

"No, why do you ask that?" Chen Li'an asked a little strangely.

At this time, Uncle Li, who was beside him, couldn't help but said immediately: "A few gangsters came to our yard last night, and they are looking for trouble for you!"

Chen Li'an's expression was serious immediately, he looked at Uncle Li and asked, "Master, are you all right?"

"It's okay, I kicked him out, and he came to me with a dead mouse in his pocket." Uncle Qi said calmly.

Chen Li'an's face twitched, the master is always strong, he is not an opponent, and if a few hooligans go, they will only be beaten.

However, the dead rats that Uncle Qi mentioned was really not a metaphor. Those gangsters last night really brought more than a dozen dead rats to disgust people.

Chen Li'an was silent for a while after listening to Uncle Li's words. Those dead rats were not used to disgust people, but probably to warn him not to be ignorant of good and evil.

It seems that this film festival really angered those health care product companies. For a while, Chen Li'an didn't know whether to thank the Beijing Daily for the report, or whether they had a headache because they wrote too much and caused trouble.

However, Chen Li'an had expected all this, so he wasn't very surprised, but he was a little angry that these people didn't follow the rules.

Chen Li'an scanned around the entrance of the exhibition hall, but he didn't find the man in the jacket from yesterday, so he could only hold back the anger in his heart, otherwise he would really want to slap him on the ground!

Uncle Qi looked at more and more people at the entrance of the exhibition hall, patted Chen Li'an on the arm and said, "You don't have to worry about the safety in the yard, just do your job well, if someone comes to trouble you, it means you are doing the right thing, don't be afraid, My old bones can help you block it."

Chen Li'an nodded silently, then looked at Uncle Li and the old people behind him, and asked directly: "Grandpas and aunts, you have heard what happened just now, someone may come to trouble you for this matter, do you still want to ask?" Do you want to continue performing with me here?"

"Xiao Chen, don't worry, we are all old, don't be afraid, I also read the newspaper, what you did is a good thing, we will definitely support you!"

"We took the money, how can we go back on it, seven days will be seven days!"

More than a dozen uncles and aunts expressed their opinions in one go, as if they were not worried at all about someone making trouble, which surprised and pleasantly surprised Chen Li'an.

People are naturally afraid of the strong, and they don't want to cause trouble, but this group of old people can do it after knowing the danger.It is really a great encouragement and support for Chen Li'an to continue to accompany Chen Li'an to complete this film festival.

With inexplicable emotion and anger, Chen Li'an didn't say any more nonsense, and directly led the old people into the exhibition hall to start today's exhibition.

Jiang Qingqing and the others, who had been secretly watching Chen Li'an from a distance, looked at each other and hurried in.

Only Xu Jinglei, who was a little older, vaguely heard a few words, and stood there thoughtfully, until Chen Zihan turned her head and called her before regaining consciousness and followed in.

Chen Li'an, who is suffocating in his heart, and the elders and aunts are in a particularly good state today. The original theme of reflection and compassion in the work has been washed away, leaving only anger and unwillingness.

In this way, there is a strong contrast between the theme in the photos and the emotions of the characters in reality, which makes the audience in the exhibition hall feel a strong contradiction and shock.

Zhang Heng, who had been visiting the exhibition for three consecutive days, was so surprised by the scene in front of him that he was speechless for a long time. Today, he came over and planned to pull Chen Li'an together to complete a piece of performance art.

But after seeing this scene, Zhang Heng hesitated, and felt that his works were not enough, and could not be compared with Chen Li'an's performance art at all.

Rong Rong who came with Zhang Heng was also silent, and after a long time said: "Let's go back, maybe we should think about our theme again."

Zhang Heng took a long breath and nodded, turned around and left with Rong Rong.

In the corner of the exhibition hall, Jiang Qingqing and Chen Zihan looked at those photos and the old people. They didn't know how to express their feelings. They just felt a little sour. The anger in those old people's hearts seemed to remind them of their relatives.

This is a group of people who are very marginalized in the social group. They lack care and attention. Everyone seems to be unwilling to get close to the elderly, even their own relatives, and they are unwilling to sit down and listen to their nagging and their nostalgia for the past.

I just think about the colorful world outside, and I don't want to calm down and accompany them for a while.

Jiang Qingqing and Chen Zihan's bad impression of Chen Li'an due to gossip seemed to be diluted at this moment, and they both felt that Chen Li'an should be a very emotional and kind person.

Otherwise, I would not have made such a work, and would not have paid attention to the elderly group that no one else cares about.

The future talented woman Xu Jinglei stood in the center of the exhibition hall, looking at Chen Li'an in the glass cabinet with admiration and thought in her eyes.

How did you come up with the expression of such a work?I really want to have a good chat with him.

The most important thing is that Chen Li'an's appearance is very suitable for her appetite, she likes these talented and handsome people, of course talent is the most important thing!
The impact of performance art on people will not be as long-term as that of other works of art, but the impact it brings to people when watching is very strong.

All the audience in today's exhibition hall were infected by this atmosphere, and they were extremely careful whether they walked or spoke, for fear that their actions would destroy this performance art.

Chen Li'an's art manager, Ji Fa, who hadn't signed a contract, originally signed the contract with him, but he hesitated for a while looking at the scene in front of him and then left.

My share seems to be a bit high, I should give Chen Li'an a little more, this is a born artist, his name will definitely resound in the art world in the future!
　Driving in the last chapter was blocked several times and changed several times. I will pay more attention to driving in the future. The content of driving will be placed in the extra episode in the future, and I will write two extra episodes on weekends.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)