Soul Painter

Latest website: After Gao Fan’s repeated warnings, Lu Zhi finally changed his name as "Dad".

After returning to the sky market, the two went on their own.

In STK’s system, Lu Zhi went to Pingshi next to Tianshi. A suspected pollution incident occurred, so she immediately took the order. Gao Fan felt that among STK investigators, there might be no such active existence as Lu Zhi. Well, she should be doing takeout, what kind of investigator she should be.

Lu pheasant also asked Gao Fan to go with him, Gao Fan thought it would be fine.

Gao Fan met Lawrence who came to pick him up at the airport.

This is the first meeting between the operator of Fanges Gallery and the most potential painter among his contracted painters from October 2020 to July 2021.

The moment Gao Fan saw Lawrence, countless bills seemed to fly by in front of him. According to the contract, how many paintings should he owe Lawrence? When the number is too large, what is the name of the mathematical theorem whose value becomes meaningless?

"Little Junior Brother, you are thin again." Lawrence looked at Gao Fan and felt as if he had seen a thin green bamboo. Gao Fan's mental temperament became more sharp, but his figure was worrisome.

Lawrence showed a worried expression, especially thinking about this little junior who has excellent creative skills and can start a school. When he didn't even leave a piece of work, the sadness was even more intense.

If the painter is dead, the painting will be valuable. That's right, but if you don't even have a work, it's dead in vain.

"I didn't...cough! Cough cough cough cough!" Gao Fan started coughing violently when he was halfway through his speech. His appearance made Lawrence even more worried.

"I'll take you to the hospital!" Lawrence said.

"No, it's okay, terminally ill." Gao Fan said, waving his hands.

"Definitely, terminally ill?!" Lawrence was stunned.

"The kind that won't be fatal, can't be cured." Gao Fan took a few breaths, "Go to Tianmei and attend the graduation ceremony."

Yes, today is a good day.

It was Tianmei’s 17th graduation ceremony. Although as a senior who had been absent for a year, according to normal logic, he should not be able to graduate. Indeed, he did not graduate, but became a graduate student of Lu Guoying. Now, this can't help but make people sigh, in this world, geniuses can do whatever they want.

So Gao Fan didn’t have to attend the graduation ceremony, but he thought it was an important event in his life, especially since he also agreed to Xin Wei, seeing Xin Wei as a graduate representative, speaking on the podium, so he asked Lawrence to take him to Tianmei .

Ok. Lawrence looked at Gao Fan and his cat in the rearview mirror. He felt that although Gao Fan was thin, but his complexion was good, he should be fine. It might be a joke for him to be terminally ill.

On the way, Lawrence chatted with Gao Fan.

"I heard about Ms. J.K. I'm sorry." Lawrence said.

Ms. J·K’s commission, the final award, was that the winner’s painting was released at the same time as her work, and the name was printed on the title page, but news of Ms. J·K suffering from Alzheimer’s disease came out immediately. This commission’s reward Naturally, it will come to nothing.

"It's okay, I got what I wanted." Gao Fan said indifferently.

In this one-year practice in Provence, Gao Fan got enough to make up for the unfulfilled promise. He not only completed the task of systematically depicting the elk cat, but also almost had a wife...Bah! Also got the second master skill, at the same time the first master skill has also been greatly improved.

Ok. Lawrence was silent for a while.

Gao Fan looked at the view of the sky city outside the car window. It hasn't been seen for a year. This city is no different from last year, but it does give Gao Fan a sense of familiarity and closeness.

"What's next?" Lawrence said again.

"I will be creating for a period of time." Gao Fan had already planned for this. In London, in Egypt, in Provence, he has gained too much, and it takes a long time to organize, digest, and create.

"That's great!" Lawrence was busy agreeing, "You probably don't like listening to this, but you have to know that in Boston last October, you surprised the art world, but a year is long enough and you don't have any works. The art world has almost forgotten you. Even in China, the price of your paintings is falling. Of course, you have no works in circulation on the market. This price is just the collector’s psychological expectation..."

Lawrence talked endlessly about his management of Gao Fan.

If after the Boston exhibition, Gao Fan takes advantage of the opportunity to launch some of his own works, then Gao Fan’s worth in the international and domestic markets will immediately be equal to that of internationally renowned painters, and even reach the sky-high price of one million US dollars. If you use J· Ms. K's Dongfeng, this identity will be doubled again.

However, Gao Fan stayed in seclusion for a year, no, it was not a seclusion. For the famous painter, it was called seclusion if there were works that maintained its value. Gao Fan was called disappearance, disappeared for a year, without works, and the enthusiasm was almost gone.

"So, I need some works to participate in the next international exhibition on Fraser Island to raise your value again. Also, the old man accepts you as a graduate student, but also needs some results. The Biennale is not enough, you I have to prove myself to the school..."

Lawrence continued, Gao Fan nodded repeatedly while stroking God. He seemed to be listening very seriously, but he didn't know where his soul wandered.

Waiting for Gao Fan to arrive at Tianmei.

The graduation ceremony has already begun.

Gao Fan sneaked to the last row of the auditorium.

Fortunately, I did not miss the speech of the graduate representative Xin Wei.

After Xin Wei stepped on the stage and stood behind the podium, her gaze swept across the entire auditorium. Nearly a thousand heads moved, but her gaze suddenly condensed, crossing the sea of ​​people, and found Gao Fan in the last row. .

Uncontrollable joy bloomed on her lips: "Today, we are here to bid farewell to Tianmei..."

...

After the graduation ceremony.

Gao Fan and Xin Wei walked on the tree-lined path in Tianmei.

This is the only way to go from the bedroom to the dining hall. The two have passed by it countless times in the previous four years, and only now did they realize how charming the new green of the wicker hanging on both sides of the road is.

"I heard about your insurance policy," Xin Wei said. "There is a lot of talk in the school, and some people even say that you are the illegitimate son of Principal Lu."

"Speaking of generations..." Gao Fan had an inexplicable association.

"So what are you going to do next? Will you slap them in the face with your work?" Xin Wei asked ~www.readwn.com~ It will be a period of time to create, I have to find a way to get an independent studio, a school studio. It's a bit squeezed. "Gao Fan chatted with Xin Wei about the daily routine.

"Many professors in Tianmei rent office buildings as studios on the commercial street next door. The price is a bit expensive, but you can use the school cafeteria there and come to classes." Xin Wei said, "But the question is, do you have money? "

"Money... there will be." Gao Fan thought he could still sell paintings.

"Don't even think about selling paintings, I have them." Xin Wei seemed to be able to guess Gao Fan's thoughts.

"That's so sorry~" Gao Fan smiled, and the studio is pretty well done.

"Oh~ You are still embarrassed~ Why didn't you see you when I was living in my house?" Xin Wei asked.

At this time, a teacher passed by and looked at the two with doubts, but made Xin Wei a blushing face.