because i'm pretty

There are 69 paintings left by Yuan Mingyan, [-] of which were once used by Gu Changfeng for secondary design.

Yuan Zhiming scanned them one by one to the computer for precise restoration, re-creation, and three-dimensional construction.

When it appeared before the eyes of the world again, it was in the immersive exhibition hall that was once prepared for "shaved ice", named "Original Appearance".

Li Yikai was the first visitor after it was completed. When he entered the space of less than three square meters, he was surrounded by scrawled words at first, like those comments from newspapers, periodicals and the Internet became real, full of eyeballs—“provoking”, “story” "Being Unconventional", "An Indispensable Attempt in Contemporary Art", "ChineseArtNewEra", "Incredible"...

Ordinary viewers don't realize the meaning of these words at the moment, but Li Yikai knows that these are all real evaluations retrieved by Yuan Zhiming.

With a wave of your hand according to the prompt, these graffiti texts gradually fade away, revealing the work they cover up—the famous work "Shadow in the Eye" by Gu Changfeng, an old horse in a factory is reflected in its eyes.

Putting a well-known work directly in is the most risky step.But the painting only stayed for a few seconds, and soon, the sketched factory picture in the horse* was like a star being smashed and deconstructed, and the sketch lines floated from it, scattered towards the surroundings irregularly .

In the end, there was only an old horse in ink painting left in front of him, and the inscription on the right - "Idle Horse Picture, Autumn of the Year of Wuchen, Yuan Mingyan".

If visitors continue to stay, the eighteen posthumous works will be presented in a similar way.

The market poster showed that the author was Yuan Zhiming, but Yuan Zhiming rushed to Beijing to set up the exhibition a week ago, and added Yuan Mingyan as the first author on the exhibition board, and ironically, he also put Gu Changfeng as the first author. up.

When Li Yikai walked out, Yuan Zhiming was waiting at the exit and brought up a postcard of Yuan Mingyan's painting reproduction.

"This is the complete visit process, how is it?"

The campus square was full of noise, Li Yikai took advantage of no one's attention, took Yuan Zhiming's hand when he took the postcard, put it on his mouth and kissed it, and then said: "Congratulations, it's shocking."

Yuan Zhiming curled his lips: "But I sent the video to my dad yesterday, and he said I was mean."

Li Yikai nodded: "I just wanted to say that, especially the author—people who haven't read it will think you are paying tribute to him, right?"

"I wrote his name because I want to be rigorous." Yuan Zhiming turned around and led Li Yikai through the busy crowd.

He went to buy coffee from the vending machine, handed Li Yikai a cup of iced Americano, and said, "No, actually, I've thought about it too..."

Li Yikai seriously responded to these messy narratives: "What have you thought about?"

"You can't erase all his things." Yuan Zhiming found a bench and sat down. "Without his reconstruction, there would be no deconstruction, and this work would not exist."

"Very objective," Li Yikai said as he sipped his coffee.

It's just that not everyone is so objective. When a work bets on the public eye, the right of interpretation no longer belongs to the author.

He looked at the crowd in the distance and asked, "Are you nervous?"

"Don't be nervous," Yuan Zhiming straightened his legs and swayed in the sun: "I just accomplish what I want to do, and I don't care about other people's reactions."

"And I feel very relaxed now." He turned his head and smiled at Li Yikai: "Just like you said."

The scale of the college student market is small, but the audience is the most core art lovers. When they enter the immersion area of ​​"The Original Face", it is doomed that this work will attract controversy and speculation, especially in the previous discussion When the storm had just subsided——

Who is Yuan Mingyan?

Why is Gu Changfeng's work signed by her?

Why are the paintings from more than 20 years ago exhibited from the hands of Yuan Zhiming?

……

At first, Yuan Zhiming thought about posting an explanation on Weibo, but after thinking about it, he felt that everything he wanted to say was in this work, and he should not be the one to answer the rest.

He was waiting, but many days passed, and the person concerned still disappeared.

On the other side of the Beijing city, the first event of Li Yikai's first project since his start-up was also unveiled on a hot afternoon.

The Rhys flagship store, which occupies three floors exclusively, is crowded with handsome men and beautiful women queuing up to buy the artist's collaboration items, and Yuan Zhiming looks a little gray in it.

Dodging a few boys with trendy clothes, he felt that this kind of crowded scene was more uncomfortable than the sun exposure outside, so he decisively opened the door, bought a dozen iced Cokes on a detour, and quietly returned to Li Yikai's side .

"Why did you come out? Be careful of heatstroke."

The back of Li Yikai's shirt was soaked with sweat, and Yuan Zhiming stood behind him with a small fan to help him blow it.

"Compared to heatstroke," Yuan Zhiming put the ice-cola bottle on his neck and said, "I'm about to be fainted by the smell of perfume."

The hot weather made people irritable and tired, Li Yikai didn't speak, just smiled.

Yuan Zhiming said again: "It's just that the release of the sneakers is already so popular. Will it be even more popular after the performance? If I were a senior executive of Rees, I would hire you with a high salary right now..."

Li Yikai's complexion turned brighter quietly, and his tone towards the exhibition company became gentler.After staring at the operation test of the shaving ice machine, he pulled Yuan Zhiming to the side of the parasol and sat down.

"Are you nervous?" Yuan Zhiming asked unchanged.

Li Yikai put down his mobile phone: "The sales volume has reached the standard, and most of my work has been successfully completed."

He took the Coke that Yuan Zhiming unscrewed, and said with a smile: "I don't have to worry about it after all, after all, it is the creativity of our great artist dedicated to love."

"Come on," Yuan Zhiming blew the fan right in his face, "It's just an idea I eliminated."

Li Yikai cheered and said: "Well, yes, even the eliminated ideas can be paid for."

After a quarter of an hour of free time, Qin Xiaoen came over to discuss the details with Li Yikai. Yuan Zhiming gave him the fan, listened for a while, and took out his computer to help adjust it.

Not long after, the intercom said that the artist had arrived and was about to start.

Li Yikai put down the water and got up. Before leaving, he thought of giving Yuan Zhiming a task.

"The camera is in your backpack," he said.

The task of taking pictures fell on Yuan Zhiming again.And this time, people and ideas are all free labor.

But the "free labor" was so happy, he worked hard and started to adjust the camera, aiming at the ready-to-go screen in front of him with anticipation.

"Five, four, three, two, one. Play."

Li Yikai's voice came from the walkie-talkie, and the words fell, and the virtual ocean waves rushed toward us with real temperature on the giant screen wall of the shopping mall.

Yuan Zhiming could also feel the cold air from the refrigerator in the far corner.

The bustling crowd immediately noticed the airflow, they all stopped and looked up, watching the realistic waves approaching from far and near on the screen above their heads, as if they were going to drown this place in an instant, but when they hit the screen, the waves were blown away. It froze in an instant, and turned into an ice edge, smashing in front of the screen.

The temperature of the refrigerator was even lower, and waves of ice waves continued to impact, as if through an electronic screen, the glaciers in the North Pole were about to break open.

It’s like suddenly coming from a hot city afternoon, people passing by are frozen by a burst of cold air, and are taken to the Ice Age together.

It was also the first time for Yuan Zhiming to see this work truly presented. He took a few steps forward with the camera in his hand, pressed the shutter repeatedly, and switched to camera mode to record the dynamic effect.

Fortunately, this idea was "eliminated", and he suddenly thought, if it was only in the small house in the college students' market, it would never have such a grand and magnificent scene.

"Live camera is ready."

"The audio is ok."

"The band is ready."

A voice came from the walkie-talkie, followed by Li Yikai saying: "Get ready for the countdown and start the performance."

Yuan Zhiming hurriedly retreated with the camera, and the host's prompt came from the audio system. Some of the audience who didn't know why followed the advice and retreated, while others stayed where they were and waited curiously.

Immediately afterwards, the most violent wave of ice hit the screen, and the glass curtain wall seemed to be shattered.

At the same time, the water spray device hidden between the curtain walls was activated, and the real icy rain fell with the impact, crackling and falling on the open space under the screen, and the people standing there were hit by the coldness one after another.

In an instant, there were exclamations and laughter, and the sunlight refracted among the water droplets. The coolness and happiness were like an opened Coca-Cola, which exploded with the waves.

In the stereo, the prelude of the guitar sounded, several colorful shaving ice trucks slowly drove out from behind the screen, the colorful parasol covers were opened, and the shout of the lead singer of the band opened the prologue of the performance——

"What do you want to do in summer? Wear Reese sneakers, carry a guitar and a skateboard, go to the beach, run, or go to the North Pole with us! Party!"

This performance without warning immediately brought the atmosphere to a higher peak, and several fans of the band in the crowd immediately screamed.

The drummer sat on the shaved ice truck and beat the drums. The lead singer, guitarist, and bassist jumped down together. The live broadcast camera was aimed at the sneakers on their feet, and when they landed, there was a small splash on the ground.

Even though all the procedures were well-understood, Yuan Zhiming stood in the distance at that moment and was still hit by that energy. He raised his hands and cheered loudly like any ordinary audience.

This is an outrageously creative way of performing. No entertainer or singer is willing to sing on the street in a shaving ice truck under the artificial rain.

But after Yuan Zhiming and Li Yikai studied this band together and listened to this composition, they agreed that they would agree.

They also really agreed that there will be an intuitive link between people with the same frequency. Whether it is this song or this interactive art work, "pure joy" is their common theme.

"I will desperately run to the waves, to freedom, to embrace all summer, in every moment worth embracing..."

The meaning of "flash mob" activities is to be fast and without warning, only in this way can the greatest emotional waves be aroused.

After a song was sung, the band members left quickly, leaving only the waves and icy rain falling on the screen. The shaving ice truck was rolled out again, and this time it took on the real function - presenting shave ice to the audience.

The crowd still hasn’t dispersed, some are taking pictures on the spot, some are entering the Reese’s store, and many are waiting in line for shaved ice.

Yuan Zhiming stayed where he was, the excitement in his heart gradually subsided as the music stopped.

But he neither left nor took photos of the event like a qualified photographer. His eyes and camera were all aimed at Li Yikai—and the handsome young man who was talking to Li Yikai.

He looks a little taller than Li Yikai, and he also wears a neat shirt. His gentle appearance looks a bit like Qi Jiu, but his aura is sharper than Qi Jiu's, a little cool, and a bit of an artist's temperament...

"It can be regarded as finding a place to rest."

A clear and somewhat familiar voice came, and Yuan Zhiming woke up startled and turned his head, seeing the lead singer of the band shaking his wet hair and crawling into the parasol behind him.

"There's too much entertainment, I'll hide for a while," the lead singer smiled at him, his eyes curled up very nicely.

Yuan Zhiming also showed a polite smile, took out a tissue from his bag and handed it over: "You performed really well just now."

"It's okay?" The lead singer took it and wiped his face, pulled the bench and sat down politely, then pointed to the walkie-talkie in his hand and said, "I saw you on stage just now, I still think about it, how could I There are such good-looking male fans. So you are a staff member, are you Reese's? Or are you engaged in activities?"

"Well, neither." Yuan Zhiming turned his head and glanced, and saw Li Yikai smiling at that handsome guy. After thinking about it, he simply sat down and chatted: "I'm the designer of this event."

"Really?" The lead singer was pleasantly surprised: "You mean you designed this screen, and these shaved ice?"

Yuan Zhiming nodded.

The lead singer immediately started chatting: "It's awesome, I said at the beginning that this designer is amazing. Hey, why didn't I see you in our video conference before? It's that who, that Kevin, Is he your boss?"

Yuan Zhiming fainted for a second, and only caught the last question.

"He's not my boss," Yuan Zhiming scratched his braid irritably, looking over from the corner of his eye, Li Yikai was still talking and laughing.

The lead singer has a nice perfume smell, but no one smells like Li Yikai.Yuan Zhiming sniffed, suddenly felt that he was very boring, and admitted: "He is my boyfriend."

"Are you gay?" the lead singer yelled, and quickly covered his mouth again: "Sorry, that's not what I meant."

Yuan Zhiming was a little annoyed, he turned his body slightly, intending to end this overly familiar conversation.

But the person next to him didn't seem to be aware of it, and even leaned over and put his arms around his shoulders, pointed to the two people not far away, and asked in a low voice: "Then tell me, who is more handsome, your boyfriend or the person next to him? "

Of course it was Li Yikai, Yuan Zhiming didn't answer this question.

The lead singer didn't feel embarrassed when he didn't get an answer, so he changed the question: "Then who do you think looks better, you or the person next to him?"

Yuan Zhiming began to doubt himself, why did he feel that he was in the same frequency as this band?

"I look better", he replied.

"Hey," the lead singer said cheaply, "Then why are you jealous?"

"Why are you jealous? I'm not jealous."

"I'm not jealous, you keep staring at the two of them, I thought you fell in love with him..."

"Who watched it? I didn't," Yuan Zhiming lowered his head and denied.

"You have a temper, kid." The lead singer shook his shoulders, and continued: "What's the matter, although that guy is more handsome and does make people feel a little bit dangerous, but isn't it just for chatting, look Neither of us..."

His voice stopped abruptly, Yuan Zhiming looked up, and Li Yikai happened to look at each other, the emotions in their eyes were like looking in a mirror.

The lead singer's hand seemed to be scalded, and he quickly withdrew it, and the unfinished sentence "we are just chatting" disappeared into the air.

"Let me introduce, this is Wan Jingjing, the producer of this song." Li Yikai led the people over: "This is Yuan Zhiming, the designer of this event."

His eyes moved to the lead singer's face, and he added: "It's also my boyfriend."

"Understood." The lead singer scratched his head and moved to the side of Wan Jingjing, "We just met, and we are talking about you."

Wan Jingjing and Yuan Zhiming shook hands, turned their heads slightly and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Talk..." Lead singer Zhao Yuanzhiming blinked and said, "Talk's performance was really successful, and I think there will be a hot search tonight."

Li Yikai just smiled and said politely: "Your performance is wonderful, and this song fits very well."

The lead singer laughed heartily: "Don't you, just call me Battery or Zheng Hao."

After some pleasantries, they left a few words, "We will cooperate again next time."

When the two walked away, Li Yikai turned around and asked Yuan Zhiming: "Did you have a good chat?"

"Didn't you also have a good chat?" Yuan Zhiming replied.

"I'm talking about work and some polite words." Li Yikai folded his arms and looked at him: "What about you?"

Yuan Zhiming is not like the lead singer, he said honestly: "Talking about him is very handsome."

Li Yikai laughed out loud: "I don't look as good as you."

"What's the use of looking good? They are more mature and stable than me. Don't you just like this type?"

"Which type do I like?" Li Yikai also put his hands on his shoulders: "Yuan Zhiming, why didn't I find you so unreasonable before?"

"Fart, I've always been like this." Yuan Zhiming poked his ribs: "Didn't you hate me for being illogical the first time you saw me?"

"How is it possible?" Li Yikai refused to admit it: "The only impression I had when I first saw you was that you were really pretty."

"Seeing the color."

"It was love at first sight."

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