Tang Ning was by the fireplace, silently looking at the paintings on the wall for a long time.
"Our paths are different. Our styles are also different. It's useless to accept it, so let's forget it."
Finally.
She also gave her final answer.
"My paintings are mine, and his paintings are his."
"That thing, Teacher Tang doesn't want it, I want it, I want it." Lao Yang almost said This sentence screamed in his heart, but he saw the expressions on the faces of the master and the apprentice.
I dare not say anything.
Cao Xuan once hoped that his disciple's career would be as unstoppable as an unsheathed sword.
Under the light at this moment, the expression on Tangning's face really looked like a sword flashing with cold light in Lao Yang's eyes.
Sharp and cold.
With the determination to never regret the decisions you make.
There are only three things to do.
Cao Xuan said nothing more.
The old man seemed to be really tired. He lowered his head little by little and closed his eyes slightly.
"After seeing this painting, I understand what the teacher means. I will return to London tomorrow."
Tang Ning said indifferently.
"Xiao Ning, after I received the painting, I wrote a message and gave it to him." The taut strings of the old huqin hidden in the old man's voice were unable to loosen.
Somewhat hoarse and vague.
"Do you know what I wrote?"
"I think it is natural to praise him."
Tang Ning said coldly, "With more You favored child, you don’t need to know about me, a female disciple who doesn’t like you. Just like this letter, was this letter dictated by the teacher?”
She stared at Lao Yang, He glanced at the letter on the coffee table that Cao Xuan wanted to give to her when he started.
"No, Mr. Cao wrote it himself. He wrote it all night in the study."
Old Yang said hurriedly.
"It's just those things. Think about it, it doesn't matter whether you look at it or not. I won't scold myself." Tangning smiled.
The smile is a bit mean.
If it was Lao Yang who handled it.
The content will naturally be more tactful, and there may also be some information about her mistakes in the "Looking in the Mountains" painting exhibition and official business relationships.
For example, Mr. Cao used his connections to contact several well-known Eastern Xia painting masters to participate in her London art exhibition, and "recycled" half of the promised booth.
It won’t make much money, but at least it can increase some visibility and influence.
But what if it was a letter written by Mr. Cao himself.
Then it will naturally be more personal and more merciless words of instruction, that is, pure criticism.
That’s why she said, “I won’t scold myself anymore.”
Tang Ning really knows her teacher very well.
She picked up the Hermes bag on one side and turned around, walking towards the door.
"Xiao Ning, why have you come to this point?"
Cao Xuan did not hold back, but asked quietly towards the wall.
Tang Ning paused.
"Teacher, you have the heart of a saint with the world in mind. You talk about love on the podium, and you tell me about kindness and kindness. Of course you have love for Gu Weijing, and you don't hesitate to do it in front of everyone in the world. I praised him as representing the future of the next generation, and I didn’t hesitate to give him my face and let him trample on me. But where is the love you gave me?”
Her voice was as cold as ice.
"You have always known what I need most now, right?"
The woman's tone was sad.
The teacher has been talking about Gu Weijing for so long.
But this year was supposed to be the year when her artistic career took off
She had been gestating for ten years and preparing for ten years before she got this opportunity to transform from a cocoon into a butterfly and the carp leaped over the dragon's gate. .
Tang Ning desperately needs fame and money.
Don’t Cao Xuan know this?
He can push himself by moving his fingers.
At this very moment, the teacher actually came up with the idea of accepting another disciple, in order to deprive her of the aura of a closed disciple. In just a few words, she offered her a large source of funds. During the personal exhibition, half of the booths were cut down, and all the monetary proceeds went out.
She didn’t even have room to refuse.
"Dear teacher, do I need a letter that talks about truth?"
Tang Ning smiled sarcastically.
She is going back.
She now has a funding gap of at least several million euros.
Rather than listen to the teacher’s scolding.
It’s better to make a few more phone calls to rich friends before cdx Downing Gallery fails to raise funds and declares bankruptcy before opening. Thousands of pounds of investment.
She opened the door.
The figure disappeared into the deep Austrian night.
Lao Yang looked at his watch, took his coat from the hanger, and followed him out.
Beside the empty fireplace, only the old man with a cane was left.
Cao Xuan didn’t seem to notice the female student’s departure, he just stared at the wisteria flowers in front of him quietly.
A long while.
The old man said softly to himself.
"The sunset is far away, the sunset is far away"
He closed his eyes, as if he was an old tree that was slowly withering due to old age.
Tang Ning stood at the gray doorstep of the house, taking a deep breath of the cold evening air.
Under the pale moonlight, Salzburg’s ancient neighborhoods and undulating light yellow brick buildings, coupled with the flowing sound of the piano, seemed a bit desolate.
She looked at the itinerary on the taxi app, took out the lipstick from her pocket, and smiled.Put on a little makeup.
"Teacher Tang, walk slowly and be safe at night."
The Uber taxi stopped in front of her, and Lao Yang opened the door for her in a very dogged manner.
Tang Ning did not get in the car immediately.
She stood quietly for a moment, but couldn't help but turn her head and glance at Lao Yang.
"What is the content of that teacher's letter to Gu Weijing?"
Old Yang hesitated for a moment, and said somewhat sarcastically, "I can't remember clearly, it seems like ”
“Tell the truth.”
“The luminous pearl does not need to come from the river of Mengjin, and the jade does not need to be picked from the thousands of rocks in Kunlun. There is a lot of competition, but you have to stand out."
Pada.
Because the lipstick in my hand was applied too hard, the lipstick cap bounced off my fingertips.
The metal hat jumped a few times on the doorstep and disappeared into the lawn.
Tang Ning didn't even look at it.
Thousands of rocks compete for beauty, and thousands of valleys compete with each other, but they stand out. This is how to describe Gu Kaizhi. In a sense, he is the first generation head of the Eastern Xia Painting Sect.
From the deepest part of her heart, what Tang Ning has been thinking about for so many years is that the teacher can say this comment to her
Slightly remove the word "but want" in it, and it will be It can be said to be Tangning's dream.
Now,
the words were spoken, but the target was not her.
Is there anything more depressing than this in the world?
For a moment, her eyes looked fragile like a child who was at a loss and whose hands were let go by an adult. , but this feeling of weakness passed away in a flash and turned into a flame full of jealousy.
Bah
Tangning gritted her teeth, got into the back seat of the car, and closed the rear door heavily.
"Such a proud person is really hurt today."
Lao Yang stared at the uber's headlights going away and muttered.
People's joys and sorrows are not the same.
Tang Ning may be depressed, but Lao Yang is not depressed at all. Instead, he can't help but excitedly pound the abacus in his stomach.
Tang Ning didn’t like the wisteria flower picture, but she liked it.
Tang Ning waved her sleeves and left.
Didn’t our Lao Yang’s opportunity come?
Lao Yang is a person with a very sense of proportion at work.
Otherwise, as Mr. Cao’s personal assistant, in fact, he only needs to speak, even if he is one of the top twenty painters on the Hurun Report.
According to favors.
It is not difficult after all to give him Teacher Yang’s paintings for free.
But he knew that it was Mr. Cao's favor, so he was very smart and never took advantage of this kind of fake power.
Favor is gone once it is used.
You have to learn to "have something to spare".
Don’t take advantage of small advantages. If you want to take advantage of them, you have to hold back and take advantage of big ones.
When a boy sits in front of the largest Bodhisattva in the art world and burns incense from other temples, wouldn’t he be a fool who seeks the far away instead of the near?
Lao Yang was already working hard and prepared to work faithfully by Cao Xuan’s side for ten years, so he directly asked for a piece of the old man’s calligraphy.
Mr. Cao is an emotional person and will most likely not refuse.
Better luck.
If you reward him with a larger painting, his ten years’ salary will come out directly.
Now, Lao Yang thinks he can speak a little now.
This wisteria flower picture has potential but is not worth much. Tangning doesn’t want it because it is just right.
It will not kill the incense by asking for too much, but it can also have sufficient expectations of appreciation.
It shouldn’t be difficult to find a suitable opportunity to speak.
"Little Gu, come on, Mr. Cao's painting is our old Yang's big seaside villa. Next to the villa is a small yacht where he and his sister go out to sea. You, Brother Yang, are relying on you."
Lao Yang thought with a smile, feeling that he really had a plan
The Uber taxi drove out of the block and accelerated onto the highway.
"Thousands of rocks compete for beauty, and thousands of valleys compete for flowing water. A single beauty stands out for thousands of rocks competing for beauty, and thousands of valleys compete for flowing water."
Tang Ning sat silently in the back row, thinking like There was an indifferent voice that seemed to echo, repeating the teacher's comments to Gu Weijing.
Every time the voice reads it, the jealousy burning in my heart becomes stronger.
The fever caused her to toss and turn in her seat, without the bearing of a great artist, and she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.
Until there were bright car lights in the opposite lane, which stung her eyes.
"Oh"
The driver, who was a little sleepy after driving the taxi at night, couldn't help but whistle loudly.
Austria is mountainous, with historic old towns and narrow roads.
So although Germany next door is famous for the production of high-horsepower executive cars, the roads here are mainly dominated by various golfs, Beetles, Mercedes-Benz Ass, and Japanese compact cars.
There are even some bumpy and weathered old cars produced in the 1990s on the road.
There are very few cars on the road at night.
Occasionally, there are one or two vehicles with dim halogen headlights flashing, driving past the mountain road in the distance, like Kongming lanterns floating in the dark night.
Suddenly.
The road ahead was lit up by a series of lights, like a tide rolling along the road. The entire road was illuminated by brilliant silver light.
That is the effect of the geometric multi-beam laser headlights of a Mercedes-Benz G-class off-road vehicle with a height of nearly two meters.
It is a tactical vehicle used by many German and Austrian military and police special service departments. The headlights can illuminate a road surface of nearly one thousand meters. The designer even needs to use a computer program to automatically turn off part of the illumination direction when reuniting the vehicle. Lamp beads in the opposite lane are used to prevent burns to drivers in the opposite lane.Eye.
The off-road vehicle lighting up the road turned out to be just the leader of the convoy.
There are three Mercedes-Benz G63s in a row, with a beautiful Rolls-Royce sandwiched in the middle, and then followed by a Mercedes-Benz GS at the rear.
This string of expensive road machines crisscrossed majestically from the opposite lane.
The red taillights are as beautiful as the neon glow.
Tang Ning turned around and followed the convoy that had disappeared in the direction it came from, without looking back for a long time.
"It's so majestic and so rich, right? The five cars Madam put together are worth 1 million euros."
The young man driving Uber looked in the rearview mirror Li saw Tangning's actions and shrugged his shoulders to show his understanding.
Tang Ning turned her head and ignored the driver.
Sit there and think.
She was not looking at the cars. Her focus was not on how much the fleet was worth, but on the license plate number.
As the vehicles were passing each other, Tangning noticed that the license plate of the Rolls-Royce in the middle was not a number.
It is a customized special license plate.
gde oil painting
Obviously.
There is only one place in Austria that uses such a license plate.
"The passenger in the car in the oil painting is Sir Brown, or Miss Elena, most likely the latter."
Tang Ning thought in her mind.
I was actually able to meet the man who had just donated five billion US dollars and stirred up the art scene on the road.
Wait.
This is definitely not a coincidence, there is no such thing.
Tang Ning remembered that she saw the snacks and red wine that her grandma was preparing on the coffee table in the living room of the teacher's residence.
She suddenly realized that it might not be for herself.
Tonight, Miss Elena is going to visit Mr. Cao. Lao Yang just came out and was waiting at the door to welcome this distinguished guest.
"It's true that I'm being sentimental."
Tang Ning curled her lips angrily.
She felt a little regretful. If she had known better, she shouldn't have left Cao Xuan so angrily.
Miss Elena is currently a popular figure in the news field. It is probably not an exaggeration to say that she has been the "first sister" in the entire art world in the past two months.
Tang Ning is also considered a prominent figure.
But compared with Miss Elena, that is the status difference between Xiao Yanzi and the Queen.
Even Sir Brown was so anxious that he invited Anna, who had just been driven away, back to serve as the manager of the oil painting column.
Now is the time when you need connections the most.
Anyone who can see Anna during this period must be a figure of Gagosian's level.
She also only toasted each other from a distance at a cocktail party in Glitz.Say hello.
Want to meet privately
Sorry, who are you? Elvis Presley is waiting eagerly to ask Anna to be his personal model.
Dear, take your time to make an appointment and queue up.
Tang Ning did not expect that such a good opportunity to expand her network would slip away right in front of her eyes.
She hesitated whether to ask the taxi driver to turn around and go back.
Thinking about the conversation she had with Mr. Cao just now, she still couldn't open her mouth. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft