Return to the Road of God

A total of twelve art dealers from around the world wanted to fund SAFale, Locke said.

Don't underestimate this statistic. A middle-grade student won the favor of more than a dozen investors just by making an appearance, which is already quite remarkable.

But what frightened Ye Yufan was not the total number of sponsors, but that one-third of the twelve people were Chinese!

This is also something that shocked Locke quite a bit.Because Chinese art dealers are not yet active in the world art field, and the school has not announced the nationality of SAFale, so what attracts the attention of these Chinese dealers?

The answer is obvious, someone must see the similarities between SAFale and Shotray!Besides, what more convincing reason is there?

Locke's goal was achieved. He used the media all over the world to verify the authenticity of Ye Yufan's words. Although he was not [-]% sure, at least the actions of those people proved Ye Yufan's unique talent.

The email was in English. Ye Yufan stared at the computer screen, his whole body froze. Just the two surnames Guan and Bo gave him a creepy feeling.

What they represent are the two most powerful commercial groups in the Chinese art world, Hongyun and Yishi!Together, they are intertwined with the Chinese art family and the upper class, and they have gathered into an unshakable force.

...And there, there were two men who had a complicated love-hate relationship with Xia Xiaochuan.

It took a long time for Ye Yufan to regain his ability to think, and his palms were covered with cold sweat. How lucky he was at this moment that he had a false identity.

Then someone from the committee contacted him—

"The four Chinese people who are willing to sponsor you are Guan Linyun, Bo Ling, Fu Rongguo and Tao Sifei. Among them, Mr. Guan and Mr. Tao request to meet you first, and then provide specific funding plans. Foreigners also have requirements. There are even art companies planning to package you from now on, requiring you to attend some commercial activities and cooperate with publicity and marketing."

Ye Yufan frowned. Among the Chinese, he knew the backgrounds of the first three, but who was Tao Sifei?

After thinking about it, Ye Yufan replied: "Reject it, I don't plan to expose it." No matter who it is, it must be someone related to Shotray, Ye Yufan still adopts a cautious and avoiding attitude.

After a long time, he received a new email.

"After Mr. Guan learned that you didn't plan to expose it, he quickly replied that he expressed his willingness to subsidize you for free."

... What is the concept of grant funding?This is equivalent to giving money for free!

Ye Yufan was startled, and gritted his teeth to refuse: "Sorry, forget it, I don't plan to accept anyone's funding."

It is estimated that everyone does not understand why Ye Yufan has such a decisive attitude, rejects anyone's kindness, and hides himself... What is he worried about?

Ye Yufan also struggled, thinking that if he accepts the subsidy, his family will not need to bear the tuition and living expenses, let alone go to work to buy painting tools and paints, and even improve the quality of life... No one can refuse this kind of temptation, right?However, he is also very calm. He knows that there is no free lunch in the world, and businessmen will not do business at a loss. How much capital they invest in themselves now will be doubled in the future.

He would rather be a free poor student than fall into the cage of trading.

However, under Locke's persuasion, Ye Yufan decided to choose to sell the painting to the mysterious person who first approached him for a one-time transaction—this made all the hopes of those who wanted to support him come to nothing.

The representative of the school, Ye Yufan, discussed the price of the painting with the mysterious person, and the mysterious person was also generous, and the final price set surprised Ye Yufan again—3.2 bro!The conversion is... 32 RMB?

Ye Yufan made sure that he read the decimal point and the currency unit correctly, and after that, he felt like he had won a big prize... Damn, if I knew it, I wouldn't be so entangled!

When Ye Yufan told Ye's father and Ye's mother about this, they were all shocked, they couldn't believe that this would happen to their son!A boy of the same age as him only cares about the college entrance examination at the moment!

However, Ye Yufan didn't go into too much detail. He just said that a foreigner took a fancy to a painting he painted, and the school sold it on his behalf. After deducting taxes, the money can almost cover all his expenses in Xili next year. cost.

In addition, Ye Yufan calmly told his parents on the phone: "Dad, don't tell others about this, try to keep a low profile, I don't want my life to be disturbed." Wan, if the media finds out, it is estimated that this news will be spread all over the country!

Hearing his son's voice on the phone, and his different maturity from the past, Father Ye just wanted to burst into tears.

... Could it be that his son's illness was really a blessing in disguise?Does Ye Yufan really have the potential to become a great artist?

A suburb of city A.

At the entrance of a certain hidden villa, a black car slowly stopped.

The driver got out of the car, opened the door for the man in the back seat, and then a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance came down from above.

In fact, the man is already in his 50s, but he looks very young because he is well maintained.

"You go back first, I will call you." The man said.

"Yes, Guan Dong." The driver said.

He is the current person in charge of the official family, Guan Lin Yun.

The villa looked a bit old from the outside, but the lawn at the entrance was very neat. It didn't look like no one was here. Guan Linyun took out the key in his pocket and opened the door.

In the room, there are also old decorations, wooden floors with peeling paint, European-style carpets imported from the 60s, tables and chairs with smooth and shiny corners...

This is a "forbidden place" where only Guan Linyun will come.

He has never hired a cleaner, and he handles all the hygiene himself, sweeping the floor, cleaning the tables and windows, mowing the lawn... almost no one can imagine that the chairman of Tangtang Hongyun Group will do these things.

But despite this, there is still a smell of dust that has been uninhabited all year round in the air.

Guan Linyun sighed, he didn't come here today to clean up.

Walking through the living room, the man took out another key and opened the door of another room.

There was a faint, almost non-existent smell of paint, but the room was very dark, the curtains were drawn tightly, and only a ray of skylight came in dimly.

Guan Linyun turned on the wall lamp, and the warm light illuminated a corner. It turned out that this was a studio.

The illuminated part is where the easel and high stool are located. From a distance, there is an unfinished painting on the drawing board.On the low table next to it are a pile of paintbrushes, buckets, palettes, rags...these things are all arranged in a very natural way.

It's as if the person is still here and just went out to make a cup of tea, sit in the garden for a while, or go to the bathroom.

He'll be back, right away, to continue that painting...

Guan Linyun stood at the door, holding the door frame with one hand, staring blankly at the scene.

The gentle, sad, painful, and loving gaze made people feel that he suddenly aged ten years, instead of the high-spirited, mature and elegant man just now.

"Xiaochuan..." He uttered, as if he was afraid of disturbing everything here, his voice was so soft that only he could hear it.

He turned on more lights, and the room brightened up, revealing different work areas around it, including completed plaster statues and various clay pottery products. In addition, there were actually two sliding doors on one side of the room.

Guan Linyun walked in, and slowly opened the sliding door. There was a cubicle at the other end, and he saw the walls and shelves full of paintings in front of him. One of them was a valuable work that was brought to the market.

However, as the most famous art dealer in China, he hides all these paintings in the secret compartment of the villa!

Guan Linyun carefully rummaged through the shelves. He numbered each painting, then took a painting, and hung it lightly in the middle of the wall.

This painting has no name, but if you show it to those who have seen SAFale's "Italian Impression", it will definitely be jaw-dropping!

Because of this painting, it seems to be a simplified version of "Italian Impression"!

Guan Linyun took out a stack of materials from his briefcase, including various newspapers and photos, and the newspaper published undoubtedly "Italian Impression"!

Such a comparison makes the similarity more obvious, but there are also many differences.

The first is the size of the picture. SAFale’s painting is a huge painting made of 36 sheets of A3 paper. The one painted by Xia Xiaochuan on the wall is only a quarter of its size. Therefore, the layout of SAFale is even more exaggerated. Atmospheric, but because the painting was made in blocks, the overall feeling is not as good as Xia Xiaochuan's; in terms of details, Xia Xiaochuan's brushwork is more delicate and gentle, while SAFale's lines reveal a bit of sharpness. Simply, or a little rough...

However, Xia Xiaochuan was already a mature artist at that time. He painted this painting because he recalled the days when he was studying in Italy, but SAFale was still a student of the Royal Academy of Art Intermediate College—no wonder it caused such a big stir in the art world. The sensation!

No one can understand Guan Linyun's shock when he saw "Italian Impression". On that day, he almost thought that he had a mental problem because of excessive longing.

Later, people from the Bai family and the Fu family also contacted him. Although they didn't know the existence of Xia Xiaochuan's painting, they could at least recognize his handwriting and style... It's so similar!

"Is that you?" Guan Linyun looked at the painting on the wall and murmured, "...is that you, Safir?"

No one answered him, and the room was dead.

Guan Linyun sighed heavily, and laughed at himself: "...I'm really old, and I'm losing my mind."

He looked at the entire cubicle, and said to himself: "Xiaochuan, if I publish these paintings of yours, what kind of reaction will people have?... I have been selfish for 20 years, should I let go? It's..."

Volume Seven: Undercurrents Raging