fringe artist

Chapter 75 74. Signing the contract (for further reading)

In a dimly lit room, the flame of a scented candle is the only source of light in the room.

The delicately decorated room was filled with the faint fragrance of roses. Chen Li'an was leaning on the bed with Gong Li in his arms. The silky white duvet covered their bodies, revealing only a trace of spring.

"Do you want to sign the manager's contract?" Gong Li asked, leaning on Chen Li'an's shoulder.

Chen Li'an turned to look at Gong Li and said, "Sign, Song Huaigui said that she is very professional, and the contract is also very good."

The reason for deciding to sign the contract is actually very simple. Chen Li'an also wants to realize his talent through Ji Fa, and artists also have to eat.

Without the help of professional people, it is very difficult for an artist to get ahead, especially in the international arena, it is almost impossible to become a well-known artist.

There are tens of thousands of painters, and there are only a few capable art managers, and the only one willing to sign a contract with Chen Li'an is Ji Fa.

Gong Li didn't interfere with Chen Li'an's decision. After hearing that he was willing to sign the contract, he hesitated and said, "Are you going to hold an art exhibition in the future, the painting you painted for me?"

"It's for you. I won't bring it back for display." Chen Li'an interrupted Gong Li, and patted her slender waist.

Gong Li nodded when she heard the words, and then said with a smile: "If you become famous in the future, will this painting be very valuable?"

"That will have to wait until I die." Chen Li'an said speechlessly.

Gong Li rolled her eyes, slapped Chen Li'an and said angrily, "What are you talking about!"

In modern society, if a painting wants to become valuable, it must be hyped. Even if Chen Lian becomes a famous painter, not every painting will be valuable. It was only possible after Chen Li'an died.

A dead artist is a valuable artist.

Chen Li'an smelled the faint scent of roses and felt a little sleepy. He put his arms around Gong Li and said softly, "It's getting late, let's rest."

"En." Gong Li changed into a comfortable position, laying on Chen Li'an's chest and slowly closing her eyes.

The room suddenly fell into silence, but the quiet time was a bit short, and the sound of two people talking again came from the room.

"Aren't you going to sleep? Why are you moving around again?"

"Who told you to rub around, I'm not sleepy now."

"Blame me. What are you doing with stockings again?"

"Sister, I like how you look in stockings, it's very sexy."

".You tore all three."

The next morning, the weather was still gloomy, with only a ray of sunlight piercing through the dark clouds, just like Gong Li's torn black silk leg, revealing a touch of whiteness last night.

It looked like it was going to snow, Chen Li'an wrapped his scarf tightly, left Gong Li's house and went to the National Art Museum of China to continue his film exhibition.

Today is the fourth day of the film festival, and there are not so many people coming to see the exhibition, but Chen Li'an and the group of old people are still serious about completing this performance art.

There were not many people in the exhibition hall. When Xu Jinglei walked into the exhibition hall, Chen Li'an saw it at a glance.

Xu Jinglei has been visiting the exhibition for three consecutive days, and Chen Li'an is very curious if this girl is in a hurry.

Film festivals and performance art are shocking for the first time, a lot of thinking for the second time, and nothing for the third time.

It stands to reason that very few people will watch the exhibition for three consecutive days, unless the works here are highly praised.

According to Chen Li'an's observation, Xu Jinglei doesn't pay much attention to the works, but often observes herself.

In the quiet exhibition hall, Xu Jinglei stood in the distance and looked at Chen Li'an, thinking that when Chen Li'an's performance was over, she must go there quickly, so as not to miss it like yesterday.

Xu Jinglei felt a little frustrated when she thought that she couldn't get through the phone call last night. Who would have thought that Chen Li'an was not at home.

Originally, I wanted to play mysteriously on the phone, and then meet in reality.Now it seems that it is better to play a straight ball, maybe Chen Li'an likes a more direct one.

With this kind of thinking in mind, Xu Jinglei didn't want to continue to play the art of literature and art, so she got to know her first and then thought of other ways.

As time passed, the performance in the morning came to an end very quickly. Chen Li'an walked out of the glass cabinet in the middle of the venue, looked at the crowd of spectators, smiled and chatted a few words before preparing to leave.

He was still in a hurry to find Ji Fa, and the signing of the contract had to be finalized as soon as possible.

Xu Jinglei took the opportunity to stop Chen Li'an, but Chen Li'an, who had noticed her earlier, turned a corner silently, changed direction and left quickly.

For this famous talented woman in the entertainment industry, Chen Li'an has no intention of getting close to her, even though the 21-year-old Xu Jinglei is very good-looking.

Xu Jinglei stood on tiptoe and found that Chen Li'an had disappeared into the crowd again, she stomped her feet angrily, why did he run away again!
Chen Li'an, who left the art museum, didn't know what Xu Jinglei's purpose was for approaching him, but he was not curious either. If Jiang Qingqing approached him like this, then he would definitely not run away.

People and people are like this sometimes, those who don't know each other just don't want to say a word, Xu Jinglei belongs to the person who doesn't know each other to Chen Li'an.

Also at Maxim, Chen Li'an and Ji Fa met again, but this time Bai Qing was there.

Seeing Bai Qing and Ji Fa sitting together talking and laughing, Chen Li'an immediately became vigilant, suspecting that Bai Qing might not know that Ji Fa was a player.

Chen Li'an sat beside them calmly, and greeted them. Bai Qing turned his head to look at Chen Li'an and leaned over, still habitually sniffing his nose on Chen Li'an.

It's just that this time Bai Qing heard some strange questions, and his expression became a bit colder, and he leaned towards Ji Fa again.

Chen Li'an lowered his head and smelled it. There was a faint rose scent on the coat. After a whole night in a room with aromatherapy, it was inevitable that the clothes would be contaminated with some smell.

Ji Fa looked at Bai Qing and Chen Li'an with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then took the initiative to say, "Have you decided to sign a contract?"

Glancing at Bai Qing who didn't want to talk to him, Chen Li'an turned his gaze to Ji Fa and said, "Well, after thinking about it, we can sign the contract today."

"Then do you want to be a partner with Bai Qing? Be a duo artist." Ji Fa asked again.

Chen Li'an glanced at Bai Qing, worried that the girl would be captured by Ji Fa, and said, "Of course, but I don't know what Bai Qing is thinking."

Bai Qing turned his head and glanced at Chen Li'an, the coldness in his eyes disappeared, and he said flatly, "Of course, otherwise I won't be here today."

Ji Fa obviously knew Bai Qing's choice a long time ago, took out a new contract from his bag and handed it to Chen Li'an, saying, "Then let's sign the contract now."

Chen Li'an took over the new contract and read it carefully. He didn't find any changes from the previous one, so he signed his name.

After signing the contract, Ji Fa said excitedly, "To celebrate your signing, I'm treating you today. How about a drink?"

"no problem."

After the three of them ordered the food, they raised their glasses to touch each other when the red wine was served. At this moment, the Iron Triangle of the future art world was officially established.

After drinking the wine in the glass, Ji Fa talked about the business and looked at Chen Li'an and said, "The Venice Biennale next June, both of you will participate, as your first shot in the international art world, but before that, you have to Only if there are new works.”

Chen Li'an nodded, looked at Bai Qing and asked, "Have you created anything lately? Do you have any new inspirations?"

"I have inspiration, but I haven't started yet." Bai Qing paused after speaking, looked at Chen Li'an and asked, "But it conflicts with the artistic concept shown in your film festival."

Chen Li'an shook his head and said, "I haven't formed my own theory yet, I'm still figuring it out, but I do have some new ideas recently, I'll talk to you after dinner."

Ji Fa asked curiously, "Tell me what you think."

Bai Qing was equally curious, she didn't have the slightest doubt about Chen Li'an's talent, and she really wanted to know what kind of perspective he had.

Chen Li'an put down the cup in his hand, looked at them and said, "I want to combine photography and oil painting to make a set of Chinese-style installation art."

Ji Fa frowned slightly and asked, "Paintingism photography?"

"No, I said it is installation art. The point is to combine not imitation painting and pictorialism, which is fundamentally different from pictorialism."

(End of this chapter)