Film Variety: Encountering Xu Hongdou at the beginning

Feng Lidong had already opened the door and went in.

"It's not open yet. Come back in the afternoon."

A man with his back to the door said without looking back.

"??????Flea??Earthworm?Nettle?Flea??Earthworm??駧??????U?Earthworm??

Feng Lidong stepped in arrogantly and said domineeringly.

"A Dong, you brat, you are here to entertain me again, believe it or not."

The man smiled and cursed before he turned around.

Then he put down what he was holding and turned around.

His face was covered with a shaggy beard, and only a pair of pretendingly angry eyes were exposed.

Wearing traditional Bai costumes.

Looking at this tough look, he doesn't look like someone who does such delicate work as mounting paintings.

The relationship between the man in front of him and him was also unusual.

Both he and his grandfather can be said to be his saviors.

If he hadn't seen him in danger with his sharp eyes.

Grandpa wouldn't notice him.

We have known each other for more than ten years.

There are also frequent visits on weekdays.

"Hey, Uncle Beard, don't be so grumpy."

Feng Lidong said with a playful smile.

Then he put down the two bottles of wine he was carrying.

"Hey, I brought my girlfriend here. I heard that your boy has several girlfriends back. What girlfriend is this?"

Uncle Beard immediately smiled teasingly when he saw Ruan Liuzheng coming in behind him.

"As a resident of Sister Xiaochun's house, if I don't get a wife in the future, you will be the first to take the blame. I will ask my grandpa to come up and beat you."

Feng Lidong said helplessly.

"Jinhua, sit down and look around wherever you want. If you want to develop and frame any photos, I'll give them to you for free."

Uncle Beard ignored him at all.

"Thank you faint."

Ruan Liuzheng was a little shy after what he said.

"I have a painting here, a very precious painting. Help me frame it with the best materials."

Feng Lidong said crisply.

Then he carefully took out the Jupiter painting rolled up in his hand.

Uncle Beard's breathing slowed down when he saw him like this.

Subconsciously I thought it was really a great treasure.

Feng Lidong opened it slowly and spread it flat on the table.

Uncle Beard's eyes widened, he looked at the painting carefully, and then looked at Feng Lidong.

His eyes were full of doubts.

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"Don't underestimate it. The person who painted it is a very special person. It may be worth a lot of money in the future. I got it in advance."

Feng Lidong lowered his voice and said mysteriously.

"Oh oh oh."

Uncle Beard was a little confused and nodded blankly.

He even wiped his hands clean on his clothes.

Then he carefully picked up the painting.

Afraid of getting it broken and dirty.

"Push."

Ruan Liuzheng couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw the two of them.

I felt impolite after laughing out loud.

He quickly covered his mouth again.

Just the big round eyes are full of smiles.

"Hey, I said something is wrong, you brat, you are fooling me, right?"

Uncle Beard slapped his forehead and said angrily.

He was just confused by Feng Lidong's expression.

Ruan Liuzheng's laughter made him wake up again.

Feng Lidong glared hard at the bad guy.

Then he turned around and smiled.

Uncle Beard glared at him equally hard.

Then I looked at the painting.

"Hmm~ This painting is somewhat interesting. It's good overall. The composition, proportion, color, and texture are all very good, but it's still too immature."

After reading it, Uncle Beard kept nodding.

"Oh, I can get into your eyes."

Feng Lidong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Uncle Huzi has been engaged in contemporary art for 30 years and has exhibited hundreds of times at home and abroad. He is one of the earliest professional 980 artists in China.

But the reputation and artistic fame are well-known at home and abroad.

Because I can't stand the dirty things, and I don't want to join in the same trend.

So I have lived in seclusion here for more than ten years.

He still has photos of Dali from the past ten years to this day.

On weekdays, I stay here framing pictures during the day and paint at night.

"Do you have a teacher now? How about telling him that he wants to be my teacher?"

Uncle Beard looked at the painting and said nonchalantly.

"I don't know, probably not, right? Do you like it?"

Feng Lidong asked in surprise.

He knew how tough this middle-aged man was and how weird his temper was.

At that time, he was already the vice president of the Beijing Art Association.

As a result, he left angrily because he refused to compromise.

Of course, that group of people said externally that they had different ideas.

But Feng Lidong knew that this was just because his "artistic style" of squinting eyes and flat nose would never appear in his paintings.

His independent artistic attitude was incompatible with those who kowtowed to the West.

Those people have the mindset of being subservient to Westerners.

Doing the dirty work of putting Western biased aesthetics above the mainstream national aesthetics.

I have a big dream of getting false awards abroad and black money at home.

You will always be looked down upon here by Uncle Beard.

But the funny thing is that people like him can make a comfortable living by selling paintings at art exhibitions.

If those people didn't have the taxpayers' money and the bones given by their master, they would probably starve to death.

"I fell in love with him. This child's thoughts are still very simple, but his inner world is very rich."

Uncle Beard nodded without hesitation.

"I'll go back and ask, and I'll give you an answer then. And I'll tell you clearly that this child is a bit special. He is the child of a star."

Feng Lidong said solemnly.

"Who cares about the stars and the moon? If you accept him, he will be my disciple. I will protect him like a child."

Uncle Beard's eyes were still glued to the painting, and he said nonchalantly.

"Okay, this is the first painting he gave me. You have to frame it for me, otherwise I won't bring wine next time."

Feng Lidong nodded and joked.

"Get out of here, you're so annoying."

Uncle Beard glared angrily.

Feng Lidong pouted and turned his head to see Ruan Liuzheng looking at the old photos hanging on the wall with gusto.

These are the Dali that Uncle Huzi has photographed over the past ten years.

All shot on film.

Every photo is full of warmth and humanistic feelings.

I don’t know how many people have asked him to buy negatives over the years.

He dismissed them all.