Soul Painter

　　 After the ‘mockery’ passed the manager.

　　 Gao Fan brought up business.

　　 "Master, have you heard a piece of music recently?" Gao Fan asked.

　　 melody? Lawrence didn't understand.

　　 "Like this, ah~ah~" Gao Fan hummed a melody. His tone was not bad. Lawrence heard it was a rhythmic melody, but he had never heard it.

　　 "The words are like this, this is a bad day... The knife flew towards me and pierced my heart... The valves on the oxygen tank are all laughing at..." Gao Fan continued.

no. Lawrence shook his head. He is not very interested in music. Except for symphony and musicals, this is his compulsory homework in the social arena.

　　 "That's good~" Gao Fanle said, "Next, let me say something serious."

　　You also know that you were not serious just now... Lawrence didn't want to talk about Gao Fan.

　　 "Big brother, during this period of time, I will rush around with you, holding the stinky feet of those rich people, and let me give birth to an insight." Gao Fan said sternly.

　　 "And then?" Lawrence didn't understand what Gao Fan wanted to say.

　　 "I clearly have the most precious thing in the world in my hand, why do I still ask them to buy it? They should be the one who begs me~" Gao Fan said.

"Little brother, I know you want to say that art is priceless, but in reality, art has a price, and art that no one buys is worthless, no matter how finely painted, you have a master-level painting level. It should have the status and dignity of the master and master level. These things that are sold everywhere are not what you should do, so..." Lawrence barely held up his spirit and comforted Gao Fan.

　　 Compromise with the market is one of the compulsory tasks for every successful artist.

　　 Take Van Gogh again as an example. The life of painting was too short, and the information flow in the 1980s was not smooth, so that his groundbreaking was not spread and made an impact. Is this the reason why Van Gogh was unfamiliar in his lifetime and unparalleled in the world after his death? There is a part of the reason.

　　 But according to this logic, how do you explain that Jose Royo became the king’s royal painter at the age of twenty-five because of his fame?

　　 The circumstances of the two masters are different, which is related to family background, personality, etc., and more to the celebrity and capital of the society at that time, whether they are willing to contribute to the flames.

　　An artist who wants to be prominent in his lifetime must be widely recognized by the society, otherwise or after your death, your works may become capital hype tools and set amazing auction prices, but that has nothing to do with you.

Therefore, Lawrence has always been committed to let Gao Fan understand and practice this principle. Gao Fan is willing to show his face. This is a good thing, but if Gao Fan does not get the praise and praise that he deserves, it will cause Gao Fan to hate the market. .

　　 "It's not like that." Gao Fan shook his head and chuckled, "Because Mr. Agent worked so hard, so I decided to give you a precious spot, a spot that all humans will chase crazily."

　　 "Quota?" Lauren didn't know what Gao Fan was talking about.

　　 "A place for immortality." Gao Fan said with a finger up.

　　 "Little brother, do you mean that your next work is called "Eternal Life"?" Lawrence felt that his brain was a little heavy, half of it was a sequelae of a concussion, half of it was because he didn't understand what Gao Fan was talking about.

　　 "No, it can make people immortal." Gao Fan said.

　　 "But you said it was a joke!" Lawrence's voice became louder.

"It's a joke, it's a joke." Gao Fan said, "After my research for this period of time, I found that it is indeed eternal life, but the price is to pin my life on the painting... well, like The skeletal box is the same as that of a lich, do you know that a lich?"

　　 "How is this possible!" Lawrence exclaimed. The intense mood swings gave him a headache. He held his head, but didn't care about the pain, because the news was so shocking.

　　 "Big brother, do you believe me?" Gao Fan asked solemnly.

　　 "Believe... right?" Lawrence hesitated.

"Now, if you think about it, the theme paintings I created, from the "Mask" group painting, to "Bostonman", to "Cat", and this time "Buddha", can an ordinary painter paint it? "Gao Fan asked.

　　 "It shouldn't be." Lawrence murmured.

　　 "So my paintings can make people immortal, what's unbelievable." Gao Fan said.

　　 "If you want to say that, it's much more reasonable." Lawrence said, "I can try...how much does it cost? If you want half of his net worth, he will give it too. This is eternal life!"

　　 "It's not too late to work until the illness is cured." Gao Fan then bid Lawrence farewell.

　　 But Lawrence stopped him and told him: "You have to be careful."

"You have to be careful too." Gao Fan said, standing there, he hesitated, and asked again: "Big brother, my side is very dangerous, and it will become more and more dangerous. Today, the helicopter hit the building. It won't be the last time, you still have time to withdraw now."

　　 "Quit? Stop kidding, the money I made from you is not enough." Lawrence smiled.

　　 "Be careful and earn a lifeless flower~" Gao Fan also smiled.

　　 Saying goodbye to Lawrence, Gao Fan left his ward.

　　 "Lu Fei, you have not noticed that the mystery is spreading." Gao Fan suddenly said, "The world three years ago is more normal than it is now."

　　 If Gao Fan, who was an art student three years ago, heard someone whose paintings can make people cry and laugh and make people come into contact with the sacred heaven, he would definitely sneer.

　　At this moment, in all news reports, some people admire Gao Fan's work, and some people doubt its advanced nature, but no one thinks this is an art form that shouldn't exist.

At the same time ~www.readwn.com~ even the mysterious song "Bad Day" will be rediscovered. Does it exist for a long time, or is it the history of our human beings, which began to connect with the end of the world in 1920, which led to mystery from every moment of time. Are these dimensions invading human civilization?

　　 Now that even countries indirectly controlled by the great existence have appeared, is this invasion more obvious?

　　 "Yes~" Lu Zhi agreed, "The air is full of adventurous excitement. When I met my dad in Tianmei three years ago, the human world was not so interesting."

　　 "It always feels that the wheel of human history has begun to slowly drive towards the road of no return." Gao Fan muttered.

　　 At this time, a nurse passed by the two of them, and she stumbled inexplicably, and then the scalpel on the tray in her hand flew out, straight to the back of Gao Fan's head.

　　 Lu Fei did not turn his head, and stretched out two fingers, using Lu Xiaofeng's sensitivity and accuracy, he clamped the ‘flying knife’ firmly between the index finger and the middle finger.

　　 "Have you heard?" Gao Fan asked Lu Fei, looking at the knife.

　　 "What did you hear?" Lu Fei didn't understand.

　　 "Music~" Gao Fan closed his eyes and waved his fingers, as if he was listening to a piece of music that only he could hear, "Every time an accident happens and bad luck strikes, I will hear its beautiful melody~"

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