Almighty painter

Chapter 485 Leaked Painting
"You will go through the main material project preview one last time and make sure there is nothing that needs to be reshot. Then it is over and you will contact me after the rough cut of the film is completed."

"You have my studio secretary's email address, right? Just send it there."

"Okay, okay, no problem." The planner nodded obediently.

Cui Xuanyou lowered his head and flipped through the messages on his phone casually.

Ok?
He suddenly discovered that there was a new contact application on his Whatsapp two days ago.

The username of the guy who applied for a friend was a meaningless combination of letters and numbers. It looked like he might have registered casually.

But the message notes are interesting.

[Cui Xuanyou from CDX Gallery? Hello, I have information here that may be of interest to you. 】

Cui Xuanyou raised his eyebrows.

This is his private life social account.

It is one of the three major art exhibitions in the world, as famous as the Venice Biennale.

He works hard in the gym to build muscles.

With the trend of artists here, maybe if a nude photo breaks out on Twitter, it will gain followers.

In a very traditional Asian society, getting nude photos or something like that may have a devastating impact on the careers of literary and artistic workers.

Cui Xuanyou was a little nervous, then relaxed again.

Cui Xuanyou spat on the ground.

In the past two years, I haven't played around or had any sex.

boring.

In addition to gallery colleagues, a few people such as secretaries and agents will know this number.

Although the fly in the ointment is that most of the media present at the moment focus on fashion and clothing columns, and there are no serious professional publications like "Oil Painting" that can directly determine the painter's worth.

And this person actually called his name directly.

Opportunities to be interviewed by serious major publications are always up for grabs.

"By the way... Well, you just mentioned Michael from Documenta in Kassel. I'm sorry that I can't go to your party tonight. But if it's convenient, please say hello to him for me. Of course, we are not going to an art festival. direction, but I’ve always loved his curatorial creativity.”

Brother Cui, like most European artists, instantly ran through the possibility in his mind that a paparazzi had photographed the "big exclusive" and came to blackmail him.

strangeness.

In the field of fashion clothing, as early as the 18th century, it was already a golden avenue for artists to quickly realize their profits.

Cui Xuanyou knew that it would be very difficult for him to climb to the top of the gold tower if he was purely a painter.

But his son is different.

At this time, the planner next to him opened his mouth to invite.

but.

Cui Xuanyou seemed to have remembered something important, and added another sentence.

This is not only related to status, but also to his painting style.

"Is that okay? Thank you for your hard work." Cui Xuanyou raised his head and showed an emotional smile.

It is quite useful to gain impression points in front of the other party.

"Do you want to go to the media area over there for a short interview? I can go and spend a few minutes to arrange it."

Judging from Cui Xuanyou's situation, it should be difficult for him to have any substantial relationship with Kassel Documenta in this life.

The description is definitely not just boring and randomly added when searching for something interesting.

In terms of influence on the public, it is not much lower than "Oil Painting".

Instead of looking forward to making a name for themselves in an avant-garde art stronghold like Kassel Documenta, it would be better to look forward to the Venice Biennale.

The high-end art society only has so few resources, one carrot after another, and the handful of places on the top rich list have already been divided up by a few top masters.

Artist exposure equals money.

If you can succeed in the fashion field, you may not be able to fly around on a private jet like DeJong Vandoorne.

Traditional painters who follow the classicist painting style are not compatible with Cassel.

Whether it was Cui Xuanyou's own nude photos or his wife's nude photos, the bald man actually didn't care much.

"Vouge" and "Elle" are also top big media.

As for the curator of Documenta... this is the most important art festival in Germany.

Pretending to be a ghost.

"It's not a nude photo, is it?"

But this is Berlin.

This collaboration with Hannah is an attempt at transformation arranged by CDX Gallery for him.

For those who usually discuss business cooperation, they usually contact CDX Gallery or the email address of his studio secretary, but you can’t find it here.

His son Cui Xiaoming has a unique painting style, which means that once he masters it, he is a born master.

Once you get to the top, there are endless possibilities and an unlimited future that cannot be restrained.

It doesn't matter whether there are dates or not, the two shots are made.

It is still necessary for a father to pave the way for his son.

"Okay, okay, I'll bring it to you, or else you can tell me in person that I have Michael's business card in my car, and I'll get it for you." The planner heard the song and knew what it meant.

Big Cui and Xiao Cui, this family is already a famous artistic family.

He wanted to have a romantic relationship with Cui Xuanyou, and he was happy to be the middleman between the artist and the curator and establish a personal relationship.

"Ah, that's great. Thank you so much. Please come to our home if you have the chance."

Cui Xuanyou nodded with satisfaction and gave a thumbs up.

Network, like a spider web.

This is how you come and go, back and forth, and weaved together.

After chatting for a while, both parties were very happy.

The planner turned around, arranged the interview, and went back to his car to get his business card.

Cui Xuanyou was waiting where he was.

He looked up at the models on the bridge who were wrapped in warm blankets and windbreakers and were preparing to finalize the ending of the shooting. He looked at the scenery of Museum Island for a few seconds, which he had long been tired of seeing after living in Berlin. He felt that Somewhat boring.

He lowered his head again and took out his cell phone.

He hesitated for a moment.

The middle-aged artist still couldn't restrain his curiosity and clicked pass.

【You are? 】

He sends messages.

For half a minute at first, there was no reply on the screen.

Just when Cui Xuanyou shook his head and was about to turn off the chat software.

A string of text without beginning or end was suddenly sent from the other side, like a person's personal profile.

[Gu Weijing—18 years old, young artist, pre-signed painter at Ma Shi Gallery. It will officially debut at the Singapore Biennale later this year. 】

"You're 18 years old and you signed with M&S? Really? It's a bit awesome."

Cui Xuanyou smacked his lips.

Mashi Gallery and CDX Gallery are both established galleries of the same level.

The turnover of the former has not been very prosperous in the past ten years, but in terms of historical background, it is among the top three galleries today.

A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Being able to sign with M&S at the age of 18 may not be as sensational as the Canadian female painter who signed with Gagosian in her twenties a few years ago, which attracted global attention.

But if you wait for the news to break out.

It can still attract the attention of the media. Really awesome.

Regardless of whether you rely on yourself or your connections, no matter what the situation is, it is a very impressive thing in the art circle.

"Think about it, he's not much worse than Xiao Ming!"

Cui Xuanyou clicked his tongue in surprise.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves.

Nowadays, the new generation of painters are so damn unconventional.

When he was 18 years old, he was still the unpopular kid in school.

To him, large intercontinental galleries are legendary words far away.

It’s like a kid in a football school hearing the names of clubs like “Real Madrid” and “Manchester United”.

Forget about signing a contract.

Being able to enter the "training attention list" of several galleries and youth training camps around the 798 Art District in Beijing, which was not yet established at the time, would make him happy and happy.

Even his son hasn’t signed an official gallery contract yet!
of course.

This is a sale for a price, not a sign for nothing.

If you want to sign with an ordinary gallery, even a large gallery like CDX, you have actually been able to sign with it a few years ago, and the signing fee has even reached 70 euros.

But they want to reach the sky directly.

Contract terms for young painters are often very long.

Cui Xuanyou has confidence in his son and knows the value of Cui Xiaoming. His son deserves the best and deserves the most powerful resources for operation and packaging.

If you want to sign, sign for Gagosian.

"Cui Xiaoming + Gagosian" Cui Xuanyou believes that these two names together have endless value in business, whether it is the Asian market or the European and American market.

Gagosian Gallery is the boosting rocket behind his son's future career path to a super master who will leave his name in the history of art.

Everything else is just clouds after all.

70 euros + luxury sponsorship contract? Who are you looking down on? In the future, it will just be money for an ordinary painting of his son.

and so.

Cui Xuanyou saw the message sent by the other party.

I was surprised, but I just casually said, "This guy is a bit interesting."

There's not much else to feel like.

No matter how awesome he is, he can't be as awesome as my son.

Say.

Even if the other party is really the reincarnation of Picasso and Gu Kaizhi, so what?
You take your Yangguan Road, and I just take my single-plank bridge.

Although they are all works of art.

However, fusion paintings that combine the advantages of Eastern and Western artistic elements have almost always been an independent segment in the art market.

Compared with ordinary works, it is like the difference between a sports car and a hardcore off-road vehicle.

There is almost no strong competitive relationship between the two parties.

This painting method is difficult and difficult to get started with, but it certainly has the advantage of being difficult.

The biggest advantage is that there is little competition.

For his son, the road to success has never been crowded.

Cui Xiaoming does not have to go to the single-plank bridge with thousands of troops and horses like all other sentient beings.

The painting style is the most unique advantage.

As long as you make a name for yourself, you have a monopoly on the market, and your paintings will be unique in the world.

In this business, collectors have always only had a few representative figures to choose from.

So it is difficult to become famous, but as long as there is no substitute, you can live a very chic life.

[This is a painting that Gu Weijing is preparing to submit to the Singapore Biennale. You should be interested. 】

The other party sent another line of text and a photo that was covered by a cartoon icon of a gray door lock. You need to press and hold to view it, and it will be destroyed after reading.

Cui Xuanyou scratched his bald head and was a little confused.

Why should he be interested?
I am not a hunting agent of a big gallery, nor am I a judge of the Singapore Biennale.

This matter has nothing to do with him.

Even if you want to get inside information and go through the back door, you can't get to him, Cui Xuanyou.

He felt very confused, but he was still driven by curiosity and long-pressed the photo.

“Pretend to be awesome—fuck you!”

Cui Xuanyou muttered halfway and almost threw the phone away.

He uttered a sonorous and powerful national curse.

The bald man's thumb trembled, and then he reacted and pressed the screen tightly to prevent the photo from being automatically destroyed by the chat software if his hand was loosened.

Gan, what did I see?
Cui Xuanyou blinked his eyes fiercely, stared at the phone screen for dozens of seconds, and then raised his head sharply.

"HI! You, yes you, bring a camera. I need a backup camera with dual card backup. Just a 35mm lens. Hurry, hurry up."

He looked towards the photographer on the bridge to one side who was holding coffee and holding a camera next to a portable table and pouring footage into a mobile hard drive.

The other party was obviously frightened by the sudden shouting from the art consultant.

I thought something went wrong during the filming.

I immediately picked up the Nikon Z9 mirrorless camera next to me and ran over quickly.

"What's wrong, Teacher Cui?"

"There's a backup of today's material in the memory card, right? Come on, take a picture for me, just the screen, right? Take the picture I have on my phone right now."

Cui Xuanyou moved his thumb as far as possible, revealing the work marked "Good Luck Orphanage No. 19 under the Sun" in the blank space of the photo.

Wait until the photographer has finished taking the photo.

Cui Xuanyou then released his thumb and looked at the software that showed that the photo had been shattered and could not be opened.

【Who are you? What is his situation? It seems that he is following the path of Castiglione. Whose student is he? Is it from Mr. Zao Wuji’s vein? 】

He was typing quickly on his phone.

But the other party didn't answer, and only sent a meaningful text.

[What a great kid, isn't he? I think he will be the most eye-catching master in the art path of combining East and West in the next 50 years. Mr. Cui, what do you think? 】

[The achievement of an artist is nothing more than determined by both technique and human resources. You've seen the technique. Maybe now, you feel that it is not mature enough, but a friendly reminder, your son has been on this road for more than 20 years, and this Gu Weijing only tried to practice for two months. 】

[As for resources. Cui Xiaoming is just Cui Xuanyou’s son. Maybe you don't know yet. Kazunari Sakai and his wife both like and appreciate this young man very much, and he will become their son-in-law. Do you really think Cui Xiaoming can compare to him in terms of real swordsmanship and personal connections? 】

Cui Xuanyou frowned even more.

Not a single word from the other party hit him in the heart.

It doesn't sound nice to say, but it's true.

Leaving aside the technical aspects, even though he is a great painter praised by everyone and quite impressive here, in terms of worth, the gap between him and Sakai Kazunari is just like the weight gap between the two people.

The other party allowed him to push him to the ground with just one hand.

【Who are you? What do you mean. 】

Cui Xuanyou sent the message again.

[Hello, sorry that this message cannot be sent because you are not friends. 】

The system pops up a prompt.

The other party has deleted him.

(End of this chapter)