"Tighten your core, tighten your core, come on! Tighten your toes and arms as if swinging a sword backwards."
"Inhale when you retract your body, exhale when you exert force! Done Well, let’s go watch a movie together later.”
“1, 2, 3, 4, 5...Hold on, hold on, your best, in a group of twelve. There are only the last six, don’t stop!”
Osaka, in the basement gym of Katsuko’s home.
Sakai Kazunari is taking an exercise class.
The blond aunt was waving a towel next to her.
The expression on her face is between a gentle wife who encourages her husband to exercise more and a ruthless rancher who drives away the fat Wagyu cattle that are lazy and unwilling to move in order to prevent the quality of the steak from deteriorating and the pattern not being beautiful. , switch freely without gaps, and guide the work loudly.
Kazunari Sakai lay pitifully on Mrs. Sakai’s feet... on the fitness sliding bed, struggling and twisting.
After Uncle Sakai successfully emerged from the closed weight loss camp, the fitness coach also tailored a series of follow-up fat loss training classes for him and asked his family members to strengthen daily supervision.
This is where the blond aunt asked her husband to check in on his daily diet.
The coach said.
A "super-large" weight loss competitor like Kazunari Sakai is not suitable for rough and direct high-intensity running and jumping exercises.
Too much pressure on the heart can easily damage the knees.
Try to focus on slow, static, and flexible core strength training, combined with 30 to 40 minutes of aerobic exercise every day.
Mrs. Sakai has the habit of doing aerobics every day.
The equipment and facilities at home are also very complete.
From time to time, she would fly back to Japan on weekends to spend time with Kazunari Sakai and review her husband's weight loss results.
Just like now -
Obviously when his wife was not at home, Uncle Sakai was lazy and did not exercise seriously.
Now he has been caught.
The action he is doing now is called "Superman". He lies on the core bed, uses his abdomen to lift his body up, tightens his waist and neck, draws his body into a straight line, and holds his hands The elastic rope in front swings backwards like a sword, and finally closes behind the back.
When experienced fitness athletes, such as Mrs. Sakai, perform this action, the core of the body exerts force together, and the body forms a taut bow. Not only can the lumbar and cervical vertebrae be exercised, but the posture is also very graceful, like a superman suspended in the air, flying freely through the air.
Uncle Sakai is obviously not good enough.
He was like a fat seal whose belly was stuck in an ice block and could not get up or get down. He was twisting and arching on the core bed, with his hands and legs flailing around.
"I'm dead, I'm dead...I'm really going to die." Kazunari Sakai gasped and groaned.He groaned and looked like he was about to spit out bubbles.
Hear his complaints.
The personal aerobics trainer who came to teach the movements was obviously a little hesitant. He looked at Kazunari Sakai and then turned to Mrs. Sakai who was accompanying the training.
Important customers like Kazunari Sakai.
Whenever someone expressed any discomfort, she would have to let them rest.
Whether it is really uncomfortable or fake, she does not dare to take risks.
So I have taken this course, but I have been practicing for three days of fishing and two days of drying the net.
"Don't worry, keep training, I'm watching. Your heart rate is not even 140, and you can still talk loudly. It means that the training intensity has not even reached the lactate threshold range."
But who is Mrs. Sakai?
She will not fall for this pitiful set of tricks.
When Kazunari Sakai patted his belly, the blond aunt knew what kind of shit her husband was about to poop.
There is no way to be lazy.
"Persevere, it will be fine after this. I believe that my Byron will be able to do it." She squatted down and wiped her husband's sweat, her tone and movements were so gentle. , but his expression was clearly ruthless and non-negotiable.
Uncle Sakai’s face turned bitter for a moment.
My little eyes squinted over and I glanced at my wife secretly, knowing that no matter what I said today, I would not be able to escape.
I had no choice but to take a deep breath, struggle to lie on the core bed and continue flopping.
Practice and practice.
The mobile phone placed on the table beside vibrated, and the screen suddenly lit up.
Mrs. Sakai glanced at the phone number above, hesitated, and picked up.
"Hello."
"Is this Mr. Kazunari Sakai?" A man's voice came from the phone.
"He is a little busy now. I am his wife. Do you have anything important to do?"
"Hello, Mrs. Sakai, I am Mika Tonk Si, the international curator of the 2023 Singapore Biennale, it’s not an important matter. If I’m busy, I can do it later...”
“No, no, no.”
Mrs. Sakai's expression suddenly changed slightly, "Please wait a moment, I will call him for you now."
She covered the phone's receiver and looked at the exercise instructor beside her.
"I'm sorry, I need to pause for a moment. I want to have a few words with my husband privately."
The personal trainer was very sensible, bowed slightly, and left.
"It's a call from the Singapore Biennale. The opposite person is Tonks, the curator of this year." She waited for the basement door to close again before she whispered to her husband.
As early as the moment the phone rang.
Issei Sakai has already seized this opportunity. He rolled up very smartly and bounced off the core bed, lying in all directions.The body was lying on the mat.
Hear what my wife said.
Although I was still breathing heavily, I kept holding the straw of the water bag containing the electrolyte drink next to me.
His big eyelids immediately blinked twice.
"Um, um...it seems that Katsu, Katsuko's...art exhibition this year is going well." Uncle Sakai looked at his wife, sticking out his tongue to breathe.
Mrs. Sakai nodded.
She gave her husband a "it depends on your performance" look and handed him the phone in her hand.
"Hello, Mr. Tonks."
Sakai Kazunari's belly rose and fell, trying to calm his breathing first, then turned on the speakerphone and said in a calm voice .
"I have admired you for a long time. In 2016, I even went to see your special art exhibition held at the Taylor Art Museum. It was impressive. Especially "Shadow of the World Tree" "My love for the special exhibition area. I really like your curatorial concept of "replacing form with attitude." Unfortunately, we missed that day and never had the chance to meet."
"Mr. Sakai, You are so humble when you say this. I should be a famous person. In the industry, curators are chasing after artists. No matter how good I am, I am just a container to carry the artist’s thoughts.”
In the office, Tonks spoke in a meaty tone and showed a standard business smile with eight teeth.
I have no idea that this is the same person as the big troll who was frothing at the mouth just now in front of the projection screen.
His words suddenly changed.
"But, this regret can be made up for. A few months ago, the organizing committee sent Mr. Sakai an invitation to serve as a judge, but he was rejected. I thought at the time, Mr. Sakai, you I'm busy with everything, so I can't stand a small art exhibition like the Singapore Biennale. Unexpectedly, you have prepared a big surprise for me." Tonks said with a smile, "I think we will do it in August this year. There is plenty of opportunity to meet.”
August.
Of course I am talking about the Singapore Biennale.
The reason Kazunari Sakai went to the Singapore Biennale must be to see his daughter at the exhibition.
The meaning of Tonks' words was self-evident.
There was no special change in the expressions of Kazunari Sakai and Mrs. Sakai.
The moment Tonks' phone number appeared on the phone screen, it was already a certainty that Shengzi would be a finalist.
It’s impossible. The curator called here just to say, “Isn’t it Kazunari Sakai? I’ve admired you for a long time, and I know you’re awesome, but I’ll still give you your daughter’s manuscript. I was rejected, I’m shocked, I’m even more awesome! Please praise me.”
There are indeed many lunatics with abnormal brain circuits in the art industry.
But he is not so heartless.
Isn’t it just plain stupid?
The Sakai couple looked at each other.
It’s one thing to be mentally prepared.
You should be happy when you should be.
Katsuko will definitely not lack ordinary art resources, but at the level of the Singapore Biennale, it is still a non-Japanese international exhibition, and it is not an ordinary resource at your fingertips.
If her own level is really bad.
Even if Kazunari Sakai forced it into her, it would attract a lot of criticism.
They were planning to wait until the next Yokohama Triennale to launch Katsuko.
Who would have thought that in just six months, my daughter’s painting level would improve dramatically again.
Eighteen years old, Singapore Biennale, and audition.
Add these names together, no matter whether this audition is successful or not because of her surname "Sakai", it is a promising result.
My daughter is great!
The blond aunt smiled and narrowed her eyes.
Sakai Kazunari was so proud that he had the urge to hum, but he resisted and replied calmly: "I'm very grateful. I just hope that the fact that she was shortlisted did not make you feel uncomfortable. Embarrassed."
"Don't get me wrong, her inclusion has nothing to do with her being your daughter. Her works are so impressive to me. They are warm, elegant, and tranquil, and they are full of human nature. The pyrotechnics is the work that I am most looking forward to in the entire audition. It is unfair for me that such a work cannot be shortlisted."
"Many judges and viewers saw that painting. Every time, they will have the same idea. I think just being shortlisted is not the end of Miss Sakai's art exhibition."
Tonks gave a half-hearted compliment.
"I only noticed her name when I was compiling the list of shortlisted painters. After checking, I found out that she is your daughter. It was said on the Internet that she is only eighteen years old this year? I really I was so curious about how I could educate such an outstanding daughter that I took the liberty to call you directly and personally inform you of her selection."
"No, she is still too young, by a lot. Everything is very young, and I don’t even know if it is a good thing for children to have her appear in the spotlight of an international art exhibition too early,” Kazunari Sakai said modestly, “It’s just that she really wants to participate this year. We can’t stop the Lion City Art Exhibition. It’s an honor for Shengzi to meet a curator as discerning as you. No matter what the outcome is, this opportunity will be something she will remember for a lifetime. ” p>
No one on either side mentioned anything about booths or booths.
It seems that this is really just an ordinary organizing committee call notifying Sakai Katsuko of being shortlisted.
When the cdx art director communicates with Tonks, he can nakedly ask for special treatment. For galleries, art exhibitionsIt's a highly commercial thing.
Everything is a semi-public exchange of interests.
In some exhibitions and almost all art fairs, good booths are even open to galleries for public auction.
But when it comes to the relationship between artists and curators, it will be relatively subtle.
After all, we are all cultural people.
If Tonks brought up these things, it would be as if she was asking for credit, and if Sakai Kazunari asked for this or that, it would appear that he was going too far.
It doesn’t look good.
It would be really unpleasant if this call came out from somewhere.
The Art Festival is like the imperial examination in the Tang Dynasty. Since names are not obscured, it is very difficult to avoid some insider connections.
This has been true throughout the ages. Wang Wei took advantage of Princess Yuzhen's nepotism and became the number one scholar. Watteau and Boucher also followed Madame de Pompadour's path, and they became famous in the official social circles of Paris and became a blockbuster at art exhibitions.
But if this kind of thing is really too straightforward and naked, it will look ugly.
To put it bluntly.
The cdx gallery has a special booth, which is unfair to ordinary painters.
Sakai Katsuko’s father’s name is Sakai Kazunari, which is also very unfair to ordinary painters.
This is the dark side of art.
And the dark side will always be the dark side.
It will not change its moral tone just because Shengzi is Gu Weijing's girlfriend, or because Kazunari Sakai does not directly ask for any special treatment.
No one said it clearly.
Both parties knew very clearly that since they had made this call, the booth assigned to Sakai Katsuko would definitely be the same.
Even if they are not the most core, they are still the best among the auditioned painters.
Everything is left unsaid.
Mrs. Sakai poked her husband's belly and made a silent mouth gesture.
Sakai Kazunari shook his big belly to show that he understood.
"Um, I don't know if I should let something go, so I'd like to ask... Mr. Tonks, I have a junior who also passed the second round of auditions. He is a very thoughtful young man. My child has the same problem as Katsuko. He is too young and has too many ideas. It doesn’t matter whether he can be shortlisted or not, so I hope you can do this. Seniors in the art world, can you give him some advice on his next creation?"
Tonks smiled.
Sakai Kazunari said it politely, but of course he was certainly not really criticizing anyone.
"What's your name?"
Tonks asked.
Don’t be afraid of being subtle, just be afraid of not asking for anything.
Since Sakai Kazunari specifically made this comment, even if the opponent is a contestant who has been eliminated, as long as the painting is really muddy and cannot float on the wall, he canI am willing to make a fortune and get a shortlisted spot.
"Gu Weijing, the name of the work should be called "Under the Sun——"."
""Good Luck Orphanage Under the Sun"? That one combines oil painting and The works of Chinese painting also belong to your juniors?"
Who knew.
Don’t wait for Sakai Kazunari to finish.
Tonks was immediately surprised.
"Yes, he is my daughter's boyfriend." Sakai Kazunari's tone was a little shy, "Do you have an impression?"
"Yes, of course, haha ——"
Tonks curled her lips.
He just said it.
How could there be so many dark horses popping up out of nowhere at this year’s Biennale? It turns out that radish leaves
Some people look like wandering little weeds.
Pull and pull.
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