After hearing Bai Ye's words, Yu Chi's face turned bluer, but his eyes were full of fire: "Even if I can't compare to Mr. Dongpo, as artists, do they have no basic appreciation and judgment ability? Can't you see that freehand oil paintings are innovative in form and have pioneering..."

"Come on."

Bai Ye waved his hand, lay down again, and said slowly: "If this is from Professor Yu's mouth, there will definitely be people who support them and those who oppose them. As for you... who are you?"

He had seen through it, and the most important thing in this world is the right to speak.

It doesn’t make sense if anyone speaks loudly. The key is that those who make rules can change the situation of the entire industry by simply making a few instructions.

"Is the celebrity effect?" Yu Chi understood it at a glance.

"That's the reason." Bai Ye nodded. As the saying goes, people are careless. Yu Chi is nothing in the industry. He speaks without being valued at all. He is delusional in everything he does.

Yu Chi's face changed and he suddenly said, "Okay, you are famous, you will come."

"Don't do it."

Bai Ye refused and rolled his eyes and said, "Professor Yu is even more famous, why don't you let him come?"

"I can't let him be scolded." Yu Chi said for granted.

“→_→”

This is very reasonable, so Bai Ye responded to a look, allowing Yu Chi to experience it himself.

"Besides, my father has always painted Chinese paintings, and suddenly he transformed into oil paintings, and others didn't believe it." Yu Chi Zhenzhen said, "You are different. You are born in oil painting and are young, so it's normal for you to be active. Besides, you have not been scolded by others, so you should be used to it."

“←_←”

Bai Ye glanced at the sky and looked up.

The blue sky and white clouds looked like marshmallows, and I suddenly wanted to eat them.

"Think about it, if you succeed, you can become the founder of the founding school like Su Dongpo. What a grand reputation. You don't know how to seize such an opportunity. Are you stupid?" Yu Chi became tempted.

Bai Ye rolled his eyes and said, "Whoever loves me? I have always regarded fame and fortune as a cloud. What kind of origin, what kind of reputation, let me leave it to those who have lofty hearts to work hard."

“…Are you scared?”

Temptation didn't work, Yu Chi began to provoke: "After experiencing slander and insult, you were not only discouraged, but also became less courageous, and you no longer had the aura you had in the past. You changed, forgetting your original intention, which makes people feel ashamed!"

"You're right."

Bai Ye suddenly sighed and said in a leisurely voice: "A man, that's what he is, he will always become the most annoying thing he once had before. For example, I am like this."

"So, give up."

Bai Ye sneered: "Is it useless to provoke the general?"

“…”

Yu Chi was a little angry and stood up suddenly and said, "I won't give up... Everyone gathers, it's time to go back!"

Yu Chi left, with grief and anger, and a group of students left in a mighty manner.

This time, Bai Ye stopped sending him off and continued to rock the chair in the yard. Unpredictable, someone appeared behind him, and his shadow was stretched out, "Actually, what he said makes sense."

"What's the reason?" Bai Ye didn't look back, and he knew it was Cao Xiang when he heard the sound.

Cao Xiang walked around two steps and walked to Baiye, "You shouldn't give up painting. During this period, many art galleries, exhibition rooms, and even some small galleries have been contacting me and asking me if I have your latest paintings."

Bai Ye's expression remained unchanged when he heard the sound.

Stepping on low and supporting highs, pursuing fame and profit is the norm in the industry, and it is not uncommon.

"The price and treatment they give you are good, but I'll refuse it for you."

Cao Xiang continued: "After all, you have just gained a foothold in the sculpture industry now. If you rush back to the painting world, criticism will definitely be inevitable."

"So what?" Bai Ye looked up and asked, "Which side are you standing? Let me draw, or not?"

"It depends on yourself."

Cao Xiang said frankly: "After all, art is a very personal matter, it depends on the subjective wishes of the creator. If you don't want to paint, no one can force you. I just want to remind you that your paintings have a certain audience in the market. After all, many people still remember you, and were once a painter."

"In addition, there is basically no work on yours in the market, and some people inevitably want to...invest."

Cao Xiang said bluntly: "It is also cost-effective to collect a few of your paintings and wait for the appreciation."

Bai Ye smiled and asked again, "Do you know what the person just now wants me to draw?"

Cao Xiang didn't rush to answer, but just pondered for a moment before answering the question that was irrelevant: "I remember Boss Li once told me that there are only two types of artists in this world."

"Which two?" Bai Ye was curious.

"One is to actively cater to the market, and the other is to actively cater to it."

Cao Xiang said slowly: "The former is easy to stand out. As long as you have good strength, fame and fortune are within your fingertips, you can still be glorious for decades and gain the honor of today's famous scholars."

"As for the latter, if you stick to yourself too much, you may have to go through some ups and downs. It is not so easy to become famous, and you may not have the chance to make a comeback until death. But after dozens or hundreds of years, people have accepted his artistic aesthetics, and such artists will definitely be immortal."

Cao Xiang whispered: "Boss Li often sighed that there are so many artists in the former, and there are so many artists in the latter, and there are so few artists in the latter."

"Oh, you can see it."

Bai Ye stood up and sighed: "I am the latter. People have a deep misunderstanding of me, but I believe that future generations will help me restore my reputation. However, it is urgent to make money, and I will go to work."

He walked slowly towards the studio.

Cao Xiang's mouth twitched, and she shook her head and followed her.

Time is like a blink of an eye, and a few days have passed.

During this period, Bai Ye was worried that Yu Chi would come and get entangled, but he didn't expect that he never appeared again. This made Bai Ye feel relieved, and he also wanted to complain.

Is this called not giving up?

It's indeed a man's mouth, a lie.

Bai Ye expressed his disdain and contempt. After all, he had already thought about one hundred and eight reasons for rejection, but found that it was useless at all. It was a waste of his scheming.

While he was sighing, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside.

"Um?"

Bai Ye's eyes flashed with a flash. When the knock sounded again, he slowly got up and opened the door. He hugged his hands and thought about whether to take the opportunity to mock Yu Chi, but was surprised to find that a stranger was knocking outside.

A young man in his 25 or 26 years old, dark and thin skin, and dressed in formal attire.

He squeezed out a smile, his teeth were white and bright, and he looked pretty.

"that……"

Seeing Bai Ye, the young man was a little restrained and hesitantly said: "Hello, I'm looking for Chen Daqi. Does he live here?"

"A great talent, someone is looking for it."

It wasn't really about looking for me. Bai Ye shouted loudly, and was a little curious, and said, "Come on, please come in."

"Thanks."

The young man walked into the house without looking sideways, a little simple.

"Who?"

At the same time, Chen Daqi walked out in his work clothes and saw the young man at a glance. He was suddenly surprised: "Hey, July, why are you here?"

"Great."

The young man smiled brightly, and he felt much more relaxed. "I'm going back and want to say goodbye to you. Knowing that you are busy, I might as well just come here just to come over and not disturb you."

"It will definitely not be disturbed."

Chen Daqi shook his head and felt strange: "Your matter has been completed?"

I remember when they communicated yesterday, the other party was complaining, why did the result come true this morning?

The young man shook his head and said nothing.

In the hall, Bai Ye shouted: "Great, bring your friends in for tea."

"Oh, by the way."

Chen Daqi quickly led people in and then introduced: "Bai Ye, this is my friend, Xin Qiuyue. Don't look at him young, he is an official, he is in charge of the government."
Chapter completed!