There was a click.
The door's deadbolt made a turning sound.
An old woman in a black apron opened the door. She stepped aside and let out the elderly man on crutches behind her.
Cao Xuan stood in the evening breeze, not knowing how long he had just listened.
Lao Yang hurriedly wanted to run over to help the old man, but Tang Ning pulled him away in disgust.
"Go away, that's my teacher, you can't help me."
Tang Ning ran over and reached out to hold the teacher's arm.
"Teacher, please don't come out, be careful if you get caught in the wind. Let's go inside and talk."
But the old man turned sideways and avoided it like a angry child. Tang Ning reached out her hand.
"The sunset is far away"
Cao Xuan stared at the disciples in the courtyard with bright eyes.
He snorted softly.
He looked a little angry, frowned and said, "Since you feel in your heart that I don't have long to live, then an old man who wants to hurry up while taking advantage of the last ray of sunset will be blown away by the evening breeze. Just blow it, I’m afraid it won’t matter.”
Old Yang’s heart tightened.
As people get older, they are most taboo about hearing words about how time is running out.
When he speaks, he pays great attention to some homophones and numbers that sound similar to the word "death".
Don’t say it even if you don’t want to.
Cao Xuan would probably be really sad to hear his favorite disciple say such mean words.
"Uh, I got caught up in the conversation. It's my fault. Miss Tang didn't mean it this way. Master, please don't take it to heart." Lao Yang was very discerning in smoothing things over and was ready to be active. Check out the atmosphere.
"Quiet."
Lao Cao glanced at Lao Yang with the same disgust, "I am asking my disciple a question, and you have no place to speak here."
Lao Yang felt aggrieved.
Old Yang stopped talking.
"From an emotional point of view, I hope that the old man will live long. One hundred years is not enough. He wants to live two hundred years, and he wants to live in this world forever and be my teacher."
Tangning didn't shy away either.
She raised her head and looked directly into Cao Xuan's sharp and bright eyes seriously, "From the perspective of a good student, that's what I'm saying just now. That's what you're doing in my heart. "
"My teacher, when did you become a person who can only listen to unrealistic and beautiful words?"
"If you are confused and uninformed, Live. Even if I really live to be two hundred years old, the teacher in my heart who was so great and wise when he was young, and who could bravely look at himself and the whole world with the same discerning eyes, will definitely feel that he is actually dead. "
"Then I will listen to you and push you completely."
Mr. Cao was silent for a few seconds. clock, playfulasked.
"Why not? Even if other senior brothers and sisters are here, I will say this."
Tang Ning said very calmly.
"If you really like him, just let Senior Brother Lin teach him. Even if you want, I am willing to teach him personally and make him my official student, my founding disciple."< /p>
"Oh, this is quite different from the tone you used in the oil painting interview, Xiaoning."
Cao Xuan raised his eyelids.
"I have the impression that you have always been lazy in teaching students, thinking that they are all stupid people and looking down on them. Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
"No, I still I don't like him. However, since you think he has something outstanding, just for your sake, I am willing to give him a hand. It doesn't matter whether I, the disciple, like him. ." I will teach him well."
Tang Ning said.
Old Yang whistled silently in his chest.
Look.
Being able to become a first-class painter attracting worldwide attention at the age of forty means that his way of doing things is unmatched by others.
Obviously he came here to ask questions, what a beautiful statement to say
Not only expressed his strong point of view, but also left room for maneuver, and even patted the teacher on the horse. fart.
This is the great master
Many people think that Tang Ning is arrogant and not easy to deal with aggressive people. This may be true, but her emotional intelligence is actually very high.
She started out at a very high level and has too many resources, so there is no need to use her emotional intelligence on other people.
Even Lao Yang thinks this suggestion is really good.
Cao Xuan and several disciples can accept it.
Even for Gu Weijing, it may be a win-win outcome
He has no reason to be dissatisfied with this result.
It is not a humiliation for you to learn from Tangning.
If he didn’t know that he had the opportunity to pass by the throne of the “Emperor” of Painter so closely.
Being accepted as Tang Ning's founding disciple is an opportunity that is hard to find in the world.
Seriously.
Although Lao Yang is several years older than Tang Ning.
Back when he was a student at Central America, if such a big pie was placed in front of him, he would definitely kneel down and show it to you on the spot.
Be reasonable and don’t act like that.
Even today, if Tang Ning dared to accept her, Lao Yang would dare to kneel down immediately.
Hmph.
Who makes me such a free and unpretentious man?
"That's nice to say, then I have the idea of accepting him as a closed disciple, but Xiao Ning, you are unhappy again." Mr. Cao grinned, smiled, and continued to ask.
“This is different. Being a closed disciple is of great significance. It’s enough for me to be my disciple. 1An eighteen-year-old kid, he doesn't deserve it. I am willing to take Gu as my student because you like him and I am here to make you happy. "
"I don't allow you to accept Gu as your disciple. The inheritance of calligraphy and painting is too important. I can't let you be confused for a while and trust others. This also makes you happy. It's really in your best interest to prevent you from making uninformed decisions. "
Tang Ning's tone softened.
"Teacher, this is my suggestion, and it is also the most correct suggestion. Regarding the issue of successor, you have delayed it for too long. Instead of letting other media guess, you have lost patience with this matter. Or I'm sorry, it doesn't sound nice, but I have to say it. Because other senior brothers dare not say this, no one else in the world can say this except me. "
Tang Ning's eyes were full of worry.
"You have no children, and our disciples are your children. The ancients said that when you are seventy, you should not leave a night, when you are eighty, you should not leave a meal, and when you are ninety, you should not leave a seat. I hope you can live longer than Nanshan. However, for an old man at this age, there are too many possibilities of accidents. I know you're not shy about talking about death. What if you just leave without leaving any words? Do you want to see us, like the descendants of Picasso, noisy and making a fuss so that outsiders can laugh at us? ”
“Your property, the works you left behind. Whether you donate to the memorial hall or establish a charity foundation, you should leave it to the brothers. I have no idea. I don’t want either. ”
Tang Ning is really grand.
As one of the most successful top artists in the world, Dongxia Artist ranks unparalleled on the Hurun Rich List.< /p>
Cao Xuan doesn’t say that a work like Andy Warhol’s is worth an aircraft carrier fleet.
In any case, Cao Xuan’s assets are more than 300 million US dollars. It must be more than that, not including the paintings that were left behind, and the price will probably increase again after his death.
And Cao Xuan didn’t have any children.
At first, I heard that. When it came to the bet, the reaction was so great
It was because they, the disciples, knew the inside story better than outsiders.
Gu Weijing himself may not have known it.
If this is really the case, consider the importance of closed disciples.
If you are lucky,
If you don’t say anything else, you will get one or two billion US dollars. It's not impossible to come back.
How many great painters who have been famous for a long time will never make so much money in their lifetime?
In the entire history of mankind, they can just hold a magnifying glass. After searching, there were really not many people who could find such valuable ring heads.
But Tang Ning casually gave all these things to other disciples.
But Tang Ning really did. She is very stingy.
She only wants the most valuable things, and she will never back down, give in, or let go.
“I don’t care about that. I just want your place in the painting world. ”
“I have been in the country since I was twenty years old.On that day at the Shanghai Biennale, I believed that I was the most suitable person to entrust your calligraphy and painting blood, and I would not give up even a step on this. "
Tang Ning said straightforwardly without hypocrisy.
"I just say whatever comes to my mind. I have never been like my senior brothers. When I was a child, even if I knew I would be hit by a cane, I would still try to do it. Say what is in my heart to you out loud. Isn't this what you liked the most from me?"
Cao Xuan listened quietly.
The old gentleman seemed to have thought of the past when he taught that little girl to paint. .
In the study room under the warm sunshine, the little girl with braided pigtails sucking candied haws on her toes and watching him paint is still vivid in the old man's memory.
Cao Xuan’s hair began to turn slightly white at that time, and he felt very old.
Looking back now, I found that it was almost thirty years ago.
"Yeah. "
Cao Xuan sighed softly, recalling what happened back then, and the old man's eyebrows became gentle.
"You are always the bravest one, and you are also the most courageous one. The one who is least afraid of me. I always thought at the time that a girl with such a personality must be very eclectic in her paintings. "
This time he stretched out his hand for Tangning to take it.
"It turns out that what you thought was not bad at all. Tangning smiled and reached out to hold the teacher's arm.
"That's good." People, listening to too many flattery words with a smile and listening to others' innermost thoughts is like drinking too much sweet porridge that is soft and useless to the body. Occasionally chewing stir-fried bitter cabbage has a unique flavor. I must have been holding these words in my heart for a long time. Lin Tao, Ziming and the others may have thought the same thing, but no one dared to tell me face to face. "
Mr. Cao shook his head.
"The sun is setting and the journey is far away, and we are doing the opposite. I think you are the only one who dares to say this to me. This is indeed what I like about Xiao Ning. Come on, let's go inside and talk. "
Lao Yang stared at this strange pair of masters and apprentices.
At this moment,
He finally believed that Mr. Cao said "what he said when he opened the door. "Okay", it is indeed not a sarcastic statement.
Lao Yang looked at the man holding hands like a father and daughter.
"Mr. Cao Xuan, this is Do you agree with Ms. Tang’s suggestion?”
He couldn’t help but feel a slight movement in his heart, as if he had realized something.
The room where Cao Xuan lived temporarily was the former residence of the national treasure painter Klimt. , although it has not been converted into a tourist attraction like the coffee shop that Zweig frequented or Mozart's former residence on the corner.
But the descendants of the great painter are still very careful to preserve the old days as much as possible. Furnishings.
A white carved fireplace, a brown log picture frame, a garden-shaped crystal ceiling hanging from the ceiling, and an oriental-style porcelain vase with erected ears.
The painting in the frame is of course an imitation.
Klimt’s descendants are not allowed to do so.The oil paintings worth millions of dollars are still being heated by the smoke from the fireplace for decades, but it can be seen that they worked very hard to freeze the time in this square room in the mid-1870s.
No television, no cars.
But it was the most glorious era of the entire Habsburg dynasty.
Tang Ning could imagine that Klimt was painting silently in this room, with his model sitting on the sofa next to him, a young girl wearing the most fashionable white sunhat at the time.
As Klimt's brush fell, the girl's flesh-colored skin shone with the eerie and magnificent light unique to the Vienna Secession painting style on the linen canvas in front of him.
From Klimt, to Cao Xuan, and then to her.
The artistic time spanning centuries is solidified in a small room.
It seemed as if Klimt had just pushed open the door while he was having dinner half an hour ago, and the next moment, she and the teacher pushed open the door and walked in together.
Tang Ning saw red wine, two goblets, sliced Argentinian sausage and blueberry cake on the coffee table.
This is obviously not prepared for Lao Yang.
"It turns out that the teacher said she couldn't see me and was soft-spoken and soft-hearted, but in fact she was always waiting for me. After all, the teacher loves me the most."
Seeing this, Tangning became even bolder .
Anyway, that’s it for today, so let’s talk it through.
"Teacher, you have indeed done a lot of wrong things in the past few months. I won't mention what happened at the annual meeting. I also treat that bet as a whim of yours. I heard that Gu Weijing also went to the I rushed to send you a painting to please you."
Tang Ning pursed her lips and scolded her.
“And you actually accepted it”
“You personally set the rule of not buying three things and not accepting five things.”
“The reason why the principle is The reason why it can be a good talk is that it cannot be easily surpassed. If this kind of thing spreads, what will the famous people you refused to give the paintings think, and what will the dignitaries think of Senior Brother Liu? What would father think? You are slapping them in the face."
"It's so confusing"
She couldn't help but complain.
"Xiao Ning"
Mr. Cao sat on the sofa and spoke softly, interrupting the other party.
"Well, teacher, please speak."
"Xiao Ning, what you said is good and makes sense. You have said so much tonight, so otherwise How about listening to my reasoning?"
Lao Cao asked slowly.
"What you said is very good and correct. When I think there is only one thing, you may not have thought about it."
"What is it?" Tangning frowned. rise.
Mr. Cao turned his face sideways, looked at his female apprentice, and asked softly with a smile.
"Have you ever thought about what if you can't teach Gu Weijing what to do and he draws better than you?"
Suddenly.
This is earth-shattering.
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