Chapter 16
Chapter 16
Ribbon-cutting and speeches are all carried out step by step, and the exhibition of paintings is the highlight of the opening.
Both Wen Li and Ye Ling are laymen, so Wen Zhengyu had to come on stage to introduce the paintings in the exhibition.
This time she faced not only seniors in the industry, but also news media, Internet media and guests from various industries.Fortunately, she painted since elementary school. Although her reputation is not yet first-class, her appreciation ability is not weak. In addition, the paintings she wants to introduce are all obtained by asking Wen Li herself, so she knows these paintings well. chest.In order not to make mistakes, she communicated with the seniors who painted these paintings yesterday to discuss how to introduce them.
Basically, first introduce which famous painter painted the painting, and then give a detailed introduction to the painter, such as what prestigious titles the painter has, what awards he has won, what he is good at painting, and what Well-known masterpieces, and then introduce the characteristics of this painting. For some painters who are willing to face the mass media, Wen Zhengyu will invite them to the painting in due course, and they will introduce these paintings to the media.
Although there are many paintings, it will take a long time to introduce each one, but the time arranged for the exhibition is enough.Wen Zhengyu introduced according to the time and rhythm pre-arranged by Wen Li and Ye Ling, and it seemed appropriate to advance and retreat in a leisurely manner.
Wen Zhengyu originally thought that she would be very nervous in the face of so many media and guests from various industries, but when it comes to painting, painting has become the strongest color in her eyes.
To be honest, she doesn't like doing business, she does business just to survive.
But when she introduced these paintings, faced with these paintings, introduced them to more people to understand, and let more people know the painters who created these works, she had the feeling of entering the world in the paintings again, The difference is that she used to paint alone, but today, she shows other people's paintings and shares them with others.
A good painting and a good work have their own soul. Looking at the painting, you can see the world in the painting. It is a world that originates from reality and transcends reality. It carries a certain corner, a certain corner, A certain piece of heaven and earth.Painting is a dead thing, but in the eyes of people, it can arouse people's emotional and spiritual resonance.People say that music has no borders, and the same is true for paintings.
After she introduced the paintings, she briefly introduced the painting auction scheduled for one month later.
She is a businessman now, and keeping paintings in her hands is not a collection, but a backlog of funds.
After she finished introducing these and the media finished the interview, Ye Ling came over and handed her a bottle of mineral water, saying, "Drink some water and take a rest."
Wen Zhengyu's mouth was dry.She didn't want to drink the water Ye Ling handed over, but Ye Ling unscrewed the cap and handed it to her. The place where the mineral water was placed was still a little far away from her. She couldn't refute Ye Ling's face and kindness, so she took the water , I said thank you, and moistened my lips and throat first.
Ye Ling said: "You take a break first. I arranged for someone to send them to the hotel first, and you will come back later."
A strange feeling crossed Wen Zhengyu's heart.Why does she feel that Ye Ling seems to care about her?Is this a special trip to bring water over to let her have a rest?She subconsciously looked at Wen Li who was greeting people outside the studio. Wen Li was so busy all morning that he didn't even give her a look.Instead, she met Ye Ling casually several times, to be precise, when she glanced at Ye Ling casually, she found Ye Ling looking at her, eyes met, Ye Ling smiled at her, and then looked away.
She couldn't ask Ye Ling "Do you care about me?" Such self-indulgent words, so she politely thanked her and suppressed the strange feeling.
Ye Ling cares about her?She has no relatives and no reason, at most she may be a little neurotic to like her paintings, and now she has a business partnership, so it's a bit outrageous to care about her.
Wen Zhengyu drank half a bottle of water before quenching his thirst. She said to Ye Ling, "I'm going to touch up my makeup." She went to the rest room in her office to take a rest.
It is said to touch up makeup, but in fact there is nothing to fix. The main thing is to wash my face and tidy up my appearance by the way.
She doesn't like to put powder on her face, she always only hydrates, and occasionally uses some light-colored lip gloss and lipstick.Anyway, she is young now, her face is neither old nor disabled, and she usually takes care of it, so she doesn't harm her face too much, and she can come out to meet people with Zhang Suyan.
After she washed her face, she heard the phone number, picked up the phone and saw that it was the driver Li Bin calling.
Li Bin told her that Ye Ling said that there were not enough cars and wanted him to send the guests to the hotel.
Wen Zhengyu said in his heart: "I arranged the car in advance, and the buses are all on, so it's not enough?" But she thought that she had arranged the parking lot in advance, and today's parking lot is not enough.
Ye Ling's voice came again from the phone: "Zheng Yu, I'll ask Mr. Li to send a few old gentlemen there first, and you will take my car later, do you think so?"
Wen Zhengyu said heartily: "You have called yourself, can I say no?" She said: "Okay."
After washing her face, she put on some lip gloss, arranged her hair and clothes a little, and went downstairs to go to the restaurant.When she walked out of the studio door, she saw a black car parked outside, the driver's window was down, and Ye Ling was sitting in the driver's seat.
Seeing her coming out, Ye Ling leaned forward and opened the door of the passenger seat.
Wen Zhengyu, who was used to sitting in the back seat, paused slightly in surprise, then sat in the passenger seat, and immediately fastened his seat belt.
Ye Ling said: "My driver was also requisitioned."
Wen Zhengyu replied politely: "I didn't expect Mr. Ye to drive in person. I'm very honored."
Ye Ling smiled softly, and drove the car onto the highway.
The car drove very slowly, slowly moving forward on the lakeside road.
Wen Zhengyu looked at the golden sycamore tree outside the window.
When the leaves are falling, the trees are full of golden yellow, and the ground is covered with layers of fallen leaves, reflecting the autumn sunshine and slightly bleak wind, as beautiful as the clouds in the evening.
Fengqi phoenix tree.
A hundred birds dare not live in the phoenix tree, but only avoid the phoenix.
According to legend, the phoenix tree, which knows the time and orders, is a spiritual tree and the king of trees. Phoenix, the king of birds, chooses the phoenix tree to live in.
Wen Zhengyu thought of Phoenix, and also of her "Picture of Phoenix Falling into the Nine Heavens".During this period of busyness, she didn't even have time to pick up a pen and paint.She wanted to wait until the work was over and everything would be on the right track, so it should be better.
Both she and Ye Ling were not talkative people, neither of them made a sound, they went all the way to the hotel in silence.
Wen Zhengyu liked that Ye Ling didn't like to talk.
On the opening day, she was so busy that her feet never touched the ground, and when she came home at night, she was exhausted and paralyzed.
Fortunately, the day passed smoothly.
Wen Zhengyu dragged his exhaustion, took a shower, and went to bed to rest.
The next day, when she went to the studio, the accountant reported to her the sales list and accounts of the opening day.
Many paintings were sold.
Since it was the first time to open a studio to sell paintings, she didn't know if this result was considered good.She emailed the sales list and accounts to Ye Ling and Wen Li for them to see.
In the afternoon, Wen Li replied with three words: "Not bad."
Ye Ling replied her with five words: "The mail has been received."
After a few days of busy opening, Wen Zhengyu finally had some free time to fill up the vacant positions through a headhunting company.
Opening the door to do business, as the boss, she has to squat in the studio every day, not even a weekend, so she simply took the unfinished "Phoenix Falling to the Nine Heavens" to the studio to paint.
Naturally, the place where I work and do business is not suitable for painting.
The studio has a workshop for the hired painters to paint.
Glass partition, wide field of view, sufficient light, not hurting the eyes.The room is equipped with floor-to-ceiling curtains. If you don't want to be disturbed, you can close the floor-to-ceiling curtains to isolate an independent and quiet small room.
The studio has signed some painters now, but the painters either stay at home to paint, or go out to sketch and collect scenery, and then send them over when they are finished. The painting studio has been vacant.However, all kinds of pens, inks, paper, inkstones, paints, painting utensils, etc. required for various paintings are ready and can be used at any time.
Now, she can just use it.
There will be relatively more people visiting the studio on weekends, and she will stay in the exhibition hall almost all day to introduce paintings to guests.Weekdays are relatively free, with only occasional visitors visiting the studio for a couple of laps. Sometimes it is normal for no one to buy paintings for half a day or a whole day.If someone buys a painting, the clerk can make an intercom call or come up and tell her to go down at any time.
Most of the time, she can stay quietly in the drawing room and paint.
Half a month later, her "Picture of Phoenix Falling from the Nine Heavens" has already painted the phoenix bird and the flock of thousands of falling birds.
The sky, mountains, and little monsters hidden in rocks have not been painted yet.
Wen Zhengyu stared blankly at the phoenix bird in the painting, and the falling figure in the painting overlapped with the figure in his mind.
There are many paintings she draws by herself, and the world imagined in her mind, but she doesn't understand a lot.She didn't understand why Kyuubi knew that the other party was dead, but had to wait until the day she died of old age.She didn't understand why Huangniao wanted to fight against the sky even though she knew she was going to die.
She is like that little monster, looking at the world ignorantly.
A voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Is this painting in the same series as "Picture of the Phoenix Fighting the Heavens"?"
Wen Zhengyu was taken aback by Ye Ling's sudden voice. Fortunately, she had a steady hand, otherwise she would have cried to death if the brush fell on the painting.Meticulous painting is not like ink painting, where ink can be covered up with a little tracing or adding a few strokes.She turned to look at Ye Ling and asked, "Why is Mr. Ye here?"
Ye Ling said: "Passing by, come and have a look." She looked carefully at the phoenix on the painting, and said: "Is this the phoenix in "The Picture of the Phoenix Fighting the Sky"? It has been roasted like a chicken, but the eyes, beak, claws, fat and thin can still be seen."
Roast chicken?Fat or thin?
Wen Zhengyu turned his head and glanced at Ye Ling angrily, and wanted to say: "Mr. Ye, if you are hungry, I will treat you to a meal, and I will treat you to a roast chicken. The roast chicken made by my aunt Sun is a must." She said again Thinking about it, she really didn't want to invite Ye Ling to dinner, let alone invite Ye Ling to her house for dinner.
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