Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 185 183. Set off a 95 wave!

"Haha. The rise of the empire. Jifa, you are going to laugh me to death!"

In the heated studio, Ji Fa lowered her head with a blush on her face and glanced at Chen Li'an angrily from the corner of her eye.

Sitting next to him, Bo Qing couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't understand why Ji Fa thought about the rise of the empire.

But after laughing for a while, Bo Qing stopped laughing. He looked through the glass window at the swaying red wave in the yard, and it really felt like the rise of an empire.

It doesn't seem out of place to add a sickle and a hammer to the yard, and even the theme can be directly changed.

Bai Qing turned his head and glanced at Chen Li'an, who was still laughing. He suddenly worried that people who would come to visit later would think the same way. If so, he didn't know if Chen Li'an could still laugh.

If it were him, Bo Qing would probably be angry to death. It would be so helpless for the work he finally created to be misunderstood.

At this time, the morning sun had just risen, and the familiar pigeon whistle sounded outside again, and a group of pigeons flew over the yard in groups.

Chen Li'an looked at Ji Fa who wanted to kill him, stopped smiling and said to her and Bai Qing: "You haven't had breakfast yet. I'll buy whatever you want to eat."

"Whatever." Bo Qing replied nonchalantly, and then pursed his lips toward Chen Li'an to signal him to coax Ji Fa.

Chen Li'an approached Ji Fa and asked gently: "Beautiful Miss Ji Fa, what do you want to eat?"

Ji Fa glared at Chen Li'an and made up his mind not to talk to him today.

The ridicule just now was too loud. Chen Li'an looked at Ji Fa who didn't want to talk to him and ran out to buy a lot of various breakfasts.

"Ji Fa, see which one you like to eat."

Ji Fa looked at Chen Li'an's flattering behavior, hummed slightly and pointed at a bean paste bun, then opened his mouth and waited for Chen Li'an to feed him.

Chen Li'an immediately picked up the bun and handed it to Ji Fa's mouth. Bo Qing sat next to him and watched their childish behavior and laughed softly.

The two of them were like children sometimes, and this trio would have to break up sooner or later without her.

After coaxing Ji Fa to finish breakfast, Chen Li'an grabbed a bun and ate it himself. He glanced at the time and said to Bo Qing, "The time is coming soon. I don't know how many people will come."

Bai Qing cleared the table and said, "I don't know, it's not important."

It really doesn’t matter, the studio is here, you can come anytime you want to see it, and it’s not for the purpose of holding an exhibition to make money or gain fame, so it doesn’t matter how many people there are.

After Chen Li'an quickly finished the buns in his hand, he ran out and checked again. After confirming that there were no problems with various devices and that the weather would not change, he came to the door of the courtyard with confidence, opened the door, and hung up the A delicate little bronze medal.

Chen Li'an \u0026amp; Bai Qing Art Space.

The name is simple and unpretentious, but it has a lot of meaning in it.

When the time came to around eight o'clock, several people came over from the other end of the alley. The leader was his old friend Yang, the curator, and with him were several painters Chen Li'an had met before the National Art Exhibition.

They are all very interested in Chen Li'an's installation art. There are too few people doing installation art in China now. Only last year, a few painters who came back from abroad made several installation art in their own homes. Both the effect and the experience were outstanding. Great.

Not everyone is willing to spend so much money to buy a courtyard house as an art space like Chen Li'an.

Such a formal and large-scale installation art will certainly arouse the interest of Beijing artists, especially some young artists, who are more interested.

Before Director Yang and the others arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, a group of young artists who were tall, short, fat and thin, with a slovenly appearance but surprisingly similar temperaments also arrived at the entrance of the alley.

Chen Li'an stood at the door and took a few glances to recognize several familiar faces he had seen when he went to the Old Summer Palace Painters Village.

Since the Old Summer Palace Painters Village was demolished at the beginning of this year, most of these people have gathered in Songzhuang, and many people are scattered around Songzhuang.

However, the communication and connection between them is still very close. Young artists don't like to get together to discuss art and waste their lives.

Curator Yang and the others took the lead to arrive at the door of the courtyard. They looked at Chen Li'an standing in front of the door and asked with a smile: "Why is the door still closed and we are not welcome in?"

Chen Li'an immediately stepped aside with a smile, then stretched out his hand to push open the courtyard door.

The moment the wooden door was pushed open, the noise made by the friction of threads in the yard became louder, and a group of people outside couldn't help but feel curious.

Isn't it an installation art? Why is there still sound?

The group of young artists behind also walked to the door. After nodding and saying hello to Chen Li'an, someone couldn't help but said: "Why don't we go in?"

The leading group of people looked back, then crossed the threshold with a smile and walked in. After stepping through the wooden door, they were all shocked by the huge device in front of them.

The seventy-square-meter courtyard is occupied by Chen Li'an's works. The ginkgo tree standing in the middle of the courtyard is surrounded and entangled by countless steel pipes. The red silk threads are constantly shaking as if they are trying to swallow up the tree.

The huge red waves in the entire courtyard are like huge waves in the cold wind, and the road surface formed by colorful light spots looks particularly sacred. Compared with the blue-grey courtyard, it has a strong contrast and contradiction.

The first few people who walked into the yard subconsciously stopped and even held their breath subconsciously. It took a few seconds for them to react, and they were awakened by the urging sounds of people who had not come in from behind.

Curator Yang couldn't help but turn around to look for Chen Li'an, but he couldn't see it when he looked around.

At this time, Chen Li'an had returned to the house and was observing them through the window. Bai Qing and Ji Fa were nearby and did not go out.

"Just leave them there?" Bo Qing looked at Chen Li'an and asked.

Chen Li'an said nonchalantly: "We have just greeted them at the door. Now let them shake for a while."

Bai Qing: "." Politeness is just a matter of meaning, right?

There are more and more people in the yard. More than a dozen people standing in the yard are shocked by the wave in front of them, walking through countless steel pipes and silk threads, feeling the tremor brought by art.

The older painters were in a slightly better mood and just gathered together to look at various devices and discuss something quietly.

The other dozen or so young artists were quite excited. It was their first time to observe and experience installation art at such a close range, and it was such a large-scale installation art. This kind of strong visual shock and spatial feeling cannot be given by oil paintings.

The emotional and visual impact of installation art is strong. Although it is not lasting, it is enough for those who see the work for the first time to relax for a while.

While these people were still marveling, several camera shutter sounds suddenly came from the door of the courtyard.

Reporters from several art magazines in Beijing rushed over after learning that Chen Li'an had created an installation art.

The most popular artists in China this year are Chen Li'an and Bai Qing. Not only have they appeared in magazines frequently, they also won the Golden Lion Award in Venice.

That is the highest award in the world art exhibition, and it is still very sensational in the domestic art circle. It is no less than a director in the entertainment industry who won the Oscar statuette.

Don't look down on the Oscars. The current Oscars are still the most powerful in the hearts of Chinese people. If you don't look down on them, you have to wait for more than ten years before looking down on them.

Among the reporters who came, there was another person who looked familiar to Chen Li'an. After taking a closer look, he recognized that he was the reporter from a popular movie who wanted to interview him before, but only cared about gossip.

Why is this guy here? Chen Li'an felt very strange as he looked at the guy holding a camera and taking pictures.

It can't be just for you, right? You still want to interview yourself again?

"What are you looking at? Are there any acquaintances?" Bo Qing followed Chen Li'an's gaze and asked curiously when he didn't find any acquaintances.

Chen Li'an shook his head, and then explained: "I saw a reporter from Popular Films, and I didn't know why he came here."

"Popular movie?" Bo Qing was also a little surprised, so he guessed: "I guess it's for you. Didn't you have a movie released? Now you are a star."

"Maybe, but I'm an actor at best, not a star like me." Chen Li'an explained with a smile, then looked at Ji Fa through the window who had run out to chat with others, and said to Bo Qing: "Let's go , let’s go out too, I guess they have a lot of questions to ask.”

Bo Qing smiled and said, "I'm asking you, and I'll help you change your appearance. It has nothing to do with me."

"Why doesn't it matter? You paid for it." Chen Li'an smiled and pulled Bai Qing out.

As soon as they arrived in the courtyard, Chen Li'an and Bai Qing were surrounded by many artists and reporters full of questions.

These questions are not because I don’t understand, nor because I want Chen Li’an to explain the meaning of the work, but because I want to chat with him about the topic of installation art.

These artists regard Chen Li'an as a pioneer of domestic installation art. With such profound and creative installation art, who can say that Chen Li'an does not understand installation art.

The cold wind in the yard stung his face. Chen Li'an didn't expect that they regarded him as a master of installation art, and he felt a little embarrassed.

So he invited them to sit inside and have a tea party together, otherwise Chen Lian would be worried that the cold wind would blow off his face in the yard.

I'm really sorry. A group of artists are waiting for me to give a lecture. Even though Teacher Chen has a good psychological quality, he also feels a little ashamed.

After the group entered the house, several groups of people came to the yard, all coming to see the exhibition. Most of them were people from the art circle, and many students from the Academy of Fine Arts also came over after hearing the news.

Chen Li'an is very famous among the students of the Academy of Fine Arts. Whether it is his previous photography exhibition or his award-winning works in Venice, he is highly praised by college students.

After all, it is different from the stuff of the older generation, and young people like it more.

This time I heard that Chen Li'an was doing installation art again, so I came over when I had time.

After being shocked for a while in the yard, many people gathered at the door at noon to listen to Chen Li'an talking about art with a group of already famous artists.

The house was so crowded that I couldn't squeeze in, so I had to stand outside and listen. Although there was a lot of wind in the yard, it was still quite warm when we were crowded together.

Nearly a hundred people crowded under the eaves, listening carefully to the conversation inside by the door and window, and were particularly quiet and immersed.

When Chen Li'an in the room saw this scene, he immediately stood up and opened the windows, hoping that they could hear clearly. After sitting back, his voice became louder.

This scene shocked several reporters in the crowd. They always felt like they were watching an old movie from the Republic of China. This was Chen Li'an's prelude to becoming a master.

Grandma, it felt like witnessing history. Several reporters felt the blood in their bodies boiling at this time. They walked through the crowd with their cameras, and the film clicked as if they were free of charge.

The reporter from Popular Film didn't want to take so many photos. He came here today just to interview Chen Li'an. He couldn't be found before. This time he came here specially after hearing that he was holding an art exhibition here.

The reporter from Popular Literature and Art ran out of film at this time, so he ran over to him and stretched out his hand and said: "Brother, please lend me two rolls of film. I will return it to you when I get back."

"Why are you so excited?" The reporters from Popular Films were a little surprised that their colleagues were acting like chickens.

The reporter of popular literature and art didn't know how to explain it, saying that he was recording the growth of the master? I always felt that it was a bit exaggerated, so I said, "You don't understand. Give me the film and I'll talk about it later."

Popular Film Reporter: "." You are noble and awesome, you understand! Don’t ask me to borrow film if you can!

In the alley outside the studio, Huo Jianqi and Ning Jing chatted while walking towards the studio, discussing the rising box office in the past two days.

Huo Jianqi felt a little elated, and said to Ning Jing with a hint of pride: "If I tell Li'an later that the box office is now almost six million, he will definitely be shocked."

Ning Jing smiled, but she felt in her heart that Chen Li'an didn't care about the box office at all.

Jin Qiaoqiao and Wang Qianyuan, who came to join in the fun, echoed: "Haha, I guess he will be surprised."

A few people chatted and laughed and came to the studio door. They were all dumbfounded when they saw that the yard was crowded with people, and everyone was quiet as if they were listening to a class.

Huo Jianqi turned to look at Ning Jing and said in confusion: "Are we going on the right track?"

"You're right." Ning Jing pointed to Chen Li'an's name on the bronze plaque at the door, then listened carefully and confirmed: "It's Chen Li'an's voice inside."

After confirming that he was on the right track, Huo Jianqi looked at the crowd crowded in the courtyard with some surprise. He couldn't help but grab a reporter who was busy taking pictures and asked: "Hello, may I ask, what are you doing? Aren’t you going to see an exhibition?”

The reporter glanced back and recognized Ning Jing, and then explained: "We were all listening to Teacher Chen discussing art with several well-known artists."

After saying that, the reporter squeezed into the courtyard again, raising the camera above his head and clicking the shutter. He was still thinking about what would be a better title for an article about today's events.

Chen Li'an's work is called "Tide Series - Red". Can it be called the 95 Art Wave?

Will today's gathering set off a new artistic wave? Will so many artists come together to create new artistic trends?

Will it be the same as the 1985 Art Trend ten years ago?

The reporters in the yard, as bystanders, all thought of this possibility. They were excited but also scared, fearing that this time it would be the same as ten years ago.

Huo Jianqi and the others, who were also bystanders, didn't think as much as they thought. They just stood at the door and looked at the crowded courtyard, and couldn't help but swallowed.

Did that reporter just want to talk about Master? Did I hear you correctly?

Huo Jianqi, Ning Jing and others looked at each other and confirmed that they had heard correctly. They couldn't help but take a breath.

Chen Li'an's vulgar language in the art circle is so inappropriate in this situation. It should be said that Teacher Chen is really awesome!

Huo Jianqi and Ning Jing both studied art and followed news about domestic painters. What surprised them most was that they saw several painters who looked familiar in the yard.

They are all well-known artists in China. Why can't they even get into the house? ? Just standing outside and listening, there are no complaints.

If Ning Jing met those painters, she would have to call them "teacher", but now these teachers are listening to Chen Li'an's lectures?

It's a lecture, right? Regardless of whether this situation was considered or not, she was a little confused.

You are already so good, why are you in the entertainment industry? You are willing to fall for yourself!

After standing at the door for a while, the few people who found that they couldn't squeeze in looked at each other helplessly and emotionally.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and several people subconsciously shrank their necks. The enthusiasm they felt when they came turned into a huge loss.

Huo Jianqi sighed, having neither the inclination nor the embarrassment to share the millions at the box office with Chen Li'an.

A box office of several million is nothing, it makes people laugh if you tell me!

I am so tacky, I can't help but be proud and complacent after earning millions at the box office, thinking I am a great director.

You haven't even won an award, so why are you so embarrassed to show off to an artist like Chen Li'an?

The gap between friends is really wider than the gap between people and dogs.

"Hey, let's go." Huo Jianqi sighed and said half-heartedly.

When they arrived, they were happy to give Chen Li'an a surprise. Unexpectedly, after arriving, Chen Li'an gave them a surprise. Oh, no, it was already a surprise.

What they saw just now at the entrance of the studio made them understand that Chen Li'an and they were not of the same level and world.

People come to the entertainment industry just to have fun, and we people come here to make a living. No wonder Chen Li'an doesn't want to participate in publicity, and doesn't care about interviews and exposure.

Just as they walked out of the alley, they bumped into the big wave girl from the previous road show.

"Why did you leave? Is it over? Why didn't you see Chen Li'an with you?"

The big wave girl asked a series of questions in a familiar manner without any hint of stage fright. Such frankness made Huo Jianqi and others feel no sense of unfamiliarity.

Ning Jing said with a complex expression: "It's not over yet. There are too many people watching the exhibition inside, so we couldn't squeeze in."

Didn't squeeze in? Is it so popular? He is indeed my idol! Amazing!

Da Lang said excitedly: "So you are ready to leave? Then I will go and see, I will definitely be able to squeeze in!"

After saying that, the big wave girl ran in happily. Ning Jing turned to look at her back and couldn't help but said: "This girl likes Chen Li'an so much even after watching the movie. If she sees that scene, she will be completely devastated."

Such a topic was like gossip, instantly breaking the dull atmosphere between the few people.

Huo Jianqi smiled and followed the topic and said: "Then he must have fallen. Li'an is so powerful and handsome, even Gong."

Huo Jianqi stopped in time before he could say the word "Gong". He couldn't talk about this kind of thing casually. He was a little bit shocked today, and he was so confused that he didn't stop talking.

Although Huo Jianqi didn't say it out loud, the people present were not fools. They had heard the rumors and could guess that Gong Li had recommended Chen Li'an for the movie Winner.

Huo Jianqi didn't know what he was thinking of. He glanced at Ning Jing secretly, wondering whether Chen Li'an was interested in her and whether he should tell Chen Li'an about the phone call that day.

Forget it, it's none of his business. Huo Jianqi shook his head slightly and said to them: "Let's continue the road show. This kind of thing is suitable for us."

Everyone: "..." Who are you looking down on! We also want to be performing artists!

Deep in the alley, Miss Dalang came to the studio door and saw the huge crowd inside, and she was suddenly stunned.

She thought Huo Jianqi's statement that there were too many people to squeeze in was a bit exaggerated, but she didn't expect that it was really impossible to squeeze in.

The big wave girl was so curious that she gritted her teeth and tried to squeeze in.

In the studio room, Chen Li'an was chatting with more than a dozen artists and was forgetting himself when he heard a bright voice coming from the courtyard.

"I'm sorry to give in. I'm Teacher Chen's assistant. Let me in."

The big-wave girl lied without a blushing face and her heart didn't beat. She couldn't get in without trying to make some crooked moves.

The voice of the big wave girl was particularly abrupt in the quiet courtyard, and everyone in the house heard it.

Chen Li'an was a little confused, where did he get his assistant? Could it be that Beauty Chen arranged it for herself?

The people in the courtyard consciously made way out of the way when they heard what the big wave girl said. Chen Li'an was afraid that the girl in the courtyard would affect everyone, so he whispered to Ji Fa: "Help me take her to the next room."

"Really your assistant?" Ji Fa asked curiously: "When did you have an assistant?"

"I asked a friend to help me find her. I haven't seen her before. You take her to the next door and help me see if it suits her. If not, let her go back." Chen Li'an explained in a low voice, and then said Others said: "Sorry, let's continue. I just mentioned that the device is the alienation of space..."

Everyone in the room continued to chat. The girl with big waves had just squeezed to the door and was about to squeeze in when she saw a blond foreign woman coming out and pulling her aside.

"Are you Chen Li'an's assistant? Come with me and don't disturb them."

Hearing Ji Fa's words, the big wave girl was about to explain, but when she saw the looks in the eyes of the people around her, she worried that she would be beaten to death if she admitted...

In desperation, he could only let Jifa pull him to another room.

After entering the room, before the big wave girl opened her mouth to explain, she heard the blond and beautiful foreign woman introduce herself: "Are you the assistant introduced by his friend? I am Chen Li'an's manager, my name is Ji Fa, and he Let me interview you."

Manager? An assistant introduced by a friend? Interview me?

The big wave girl's brain was running rapidly. She didn't expect that she actually had this assistant. Did she make a mistake?

The recent personnel changes in the regiment are very troublesome. You may be fired someday. Isn't it a good time?

In less than a second, the big wave girl decided to continue pretending and asked curiously: "Can you make the decision in the interview?"

"Yes, he usually doesn't care about such trivial matters." Ji Fa said with a smile, looking at the young girl's youthful and lively appearance, she felt a lot of affection for her.

It's just that the hairstyle doesn't look good, a little too mature.

Hearing Ji Fa say that she can make the decision, the big wave girl's eyes immediately lit up. If she can deal with this foreign woman, she can become the idol's assistant!

Simply perfect!

In another room, Chen Li'an was still discussing installation art with the artists, unaware that there was a little liar next door who was deceiving Ji Fa.

The discussion in the morning lasted for a long time. A group of artists couldn't be too immersed in talking about art. They didn't even eat lunch, but Bo Qing went to buy several boxes of bread and milk and came back. Everyone ate bread and milk and got over it.

This kind of enthusiasm and pursuit of art is difficult to express in ordinary times, but it is different when a group of like-minded people gather together.

Everyone has their own confusions and opinions, and they share their questions with each other, regardless of the passage of time and the coldness of winter.

Especially the group of young artists. After the Old Summer Palace Painters Village was demolished, it has been a long time since so many people gathered together to discuss art.

This made them miss their previous life very much, and they didn't want to end this rare gathering so early.

This continued until the evening, when the temperature dropped so much that many people in the courtyard couldn't help but rub their hands and stamp their feet to keep warm. Only then did a few old professors in the room take the initiative to end today's discussion.

Chen Li'an looked at the darkening sky outside, stood up and stretched his stiff limbs, and said to the people outside: "Thank you everyone for your support today. It's too cold now, let's just get there today."

"Teacher Chen, will you continue tomorrow?"

Someone in the yard shouted, and many people immediately responded, hoping to continue tomorrow.

The whole day of discussions and the collision of various artistic concepts and ideas made them feel excited. It seemed that they had seen the grand event a few years ago again, and even wanted to personally promote a qualitative change in this gathering.

Chen Li'an, who had been talking for a whole day and whose brain and thinking were a little dull, was not that alert yet. He just turned his head and glanced at the other people in the room and found that they all had the same idea, so he said: "No problem, everyone is welcome." Come and discuss art anytime.”

With such a guarantee, the people in the courtyard were willing to disperse and said they would come early tomorrow morning.

After everyone left, Chen Li'an felt a little exhausted. He was the protagonist today and kept talking.

I was so tired that I just wanted to go home and lie in bed and have a good sleep.

However, although he is very tired, he is still very energetic. He has gained a lot today, and his knowledge and understanding of art have reached a higher level.

Such a gain is something he cannot figure out by himself. A person's vision is limited and there are too few things he can see.

Chen Li'an dragged his tired body back into the house, looked at Bai Qing who was also a little tired and said, "I didn't expect that today would be like this."

"I didn't expect it, but it's still very meaningful." Bai Qing leaned on his chair and said with a smile: "This is much purer than those art salons in Europe."

Chen Li'an nodded. European artists are not as vigorous as domestic artists. The development of modern art in Europe has reached a bottleneck. Otherwise, they would not have started to reflect on modern art.

Domestic modern art has only started a few years ago and is in a stage of barbaric growth, which is why it is so vigorous and enthusiastic.

The two of them sat in the room and calmed down for a while before they suddenly remembered Ji Fa. They hadn't seen her for a long time and didn't know where she had gone.

In a hotel in the south of the city, Ji Fa looked at the terrible environment and couldn't help turning his head to look at Girl Bao and asked: "You have been living here? It's really bad."

Girl Lang looked at her single room and thought it was very good. It also had a separate bathroom. What was wrong? Foreign women were so pretentious.

And I was only staying here for a few days. If I hadn't been trying to avoid that person's entanglement, I wouldn't have spent so much money staying in a hotel.

All the money I had was almost spent. Being an assistant to my idol provided me with a job and a place to live. It was perfect!

"Pack up your things and move them out quickly." Ji Fa couldn't help but urge, as if he didn't like the environment here.

The wave girl stuck out her tongue, put away her clothes briefly, looked at Ji Fa and asked: "Are your employee benefits in France so good? Is the house you rent really free?"

"Of course, this is just the most basic thing." Ji Fa said matter-of-factly.

The big wave girl couldn't help feeling that capitalist society is not as dark as the book says, and will exploit and oppress the working class and peasants.

Food and accommodation are included when you join the job, so don't be too perfect.

Girl Bao happily carried the box and followed Ji Fa.

Chen Li'an, who was in the studio, put down the phone in his hand and said to Bai Qing, "Did Ji Fa not bring his mobile phone in China?"

Bai Qing recalled for a while and said: "It seems so. I don't know where she went. Forget it, just leave her alone. It's not like she has never been to the capital."

"Okay, let's go first." Chen Li'an wasn't worried about Ji Fa. She knew many artists in the capital, and she might have gone out to eat with an old friend.

Or maybe he went to find the beautiful proprietress of the previous photo studio.

After Chen Li'an returned home, he took a bath and rested for a long time before suddenly remembering whether Meiren Chen had sent him an assistant today.

Asking Ji Fa to go for an interview, I don't know what the result will be.

Chen Lian wanted to call and ask about Meiren Chen, but his phone was thrown in the bedroom, so he gave up the idea. Now he just wants to take a good bath and have a good sleep.

While Chen Li'an was relaxing, on the other side of the capital, a group of artists gathered together to talk about today's events, and began to call friends to make an appointment to go to Chen Li'an's place tomorrow.

Some artists who have experienced the 1985 trend said with some worry: "Will this produce any bad results again?"

"What's the matter? Is it illegal to chat together?" Many artists said without any fear.

It is not illegal to chat together, but it may be illegal for a group of artists to get together to chat. Why is there no East Village? Why is there no Old Summer Palace Painter Village? How come those artists who engage in performance art were taken away for education?

You can't forget about food or fights. There are a few more cautious artists who think they might as well not go tomorrow to wait for the limelight.

What if Chen Li'an's studio is also banned, and the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau comes to accuse him of illegal renovations, the subdistrict office comes to accuse him of disturbing residents, and law enforcement officers come to accuse them of illegal gatherings?

Let’s wait a little longer and see which way the wind blows!

(It’s a big chapter of 15,000. Some readers have reported that it’s too expensive, so I’ll divide it into two chapters. There will be another chapter later that costs 7,000, which adds up to 15,000!)