I heard you are a junior

Liu Jinya has heard some hype stories in the calligraphy and painting circles. The most typical one in recent years is Zhao Zhixing who held a private art exhibition last time. Fame may be a lifetime struggle.

She felt that Zhao Zhixing's level was too good to speculate, and Yan Zinan's real talents and learning should not be buried in Ning Dongzhuang. She proposed to cooperate on impulse, but she had no idea.

Liu Jinya has no money and no power, she is considered a newbie in the industry, saying that cooperation is a decent way of saying it, but in fact she plays the role of an introducer.

Mr. Kang has always wanted to make his gallery and auction house famous, but famous painters prefer to cooperate with time-honored brands, and their business is always tepid and overwhelmed.Over the years, he has tried his best to cultivate some up-and-coming stars, but no one can tell what the luck is, and there is still little progress so far.

During the chat, Mr. Kang regarded Liu Jinya as one of his own, and talked about his future plans and difficulties encountered. Liu Jinya felt that going to the auction house to help could not just be so willing to be a small accountant. See if there are any down-and-out new painters.

She didn't hold out hope, but saw Yan Zinan today.

Liu Jinya happily stepped forward to give her business card, but without explaining the details of the cooperation, she saw Yan Zinan's cold face.

Fortunately, Zhong Yuxiao helped to speak.

For 200 yuan, Yan Zinan agreed to come down, frowning and asked her, "How to cooperate?"

"Wait, I'll make a call."

"Oh." Yan Zinan nodded indifferently, and turned back to continue painting her unfinished painting.

Finding out Mr. Kang's phone number, Liu Jinya went to the side to dial the number, listened to the beeping sound to organize her thoughts, and thought about how to praise Yan Zinan better.Unexpectedly, she didn't need to waste too much time, just said that she found a good newcomer in Ningdongzhuang, Mr. Kang immediately said: "Can you let her bring the work to see?"

"What time is convenient for you?"

"Today and tomorrow will do, I'm setting it up at the auction house."

Liu Jinya said yes, and went to explain to Yan Zinan after hanging up.

Yan Zinan listened, and glanced at her vigilantly, "Yaqiu Qingmeng? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Isn't it just established?" Yin Xinchang, who is one of the investors, was unhappy. "You can find the official website, address, and registration information by searching."

"Oh, I see." Yan Zinan put the old mobile phone that can only talk and send messages into his pocket, squatted down to clean up the stall.

Yin Xinchang realized that his words had unintentionally hurt Yan Zinan, who was living in a difficult life, and curled his lips, "I'll help you."

"No need." Yan Zinan took back a manuscript that Yin Xinchang was going to touch, and glanced over fiercely, "You think my paintings are fake, don't touch them."

Yin Xinchang flinched in fear, and hid behind Liu Jinya unhappily and muttered, "It's reasonable to lie..."

Liu Jinya was worried that this remark would cause another dispute, so she shook her head at Yin Xinchang.

Even though Yin Xinchang was not convinced, he gave face. He walked to the side and froze to play with his mobile phone. The operation was as fast as typing and sending a message.

Instead of being accused of being a liar, Yan Zinan regained her indifferent and proud painter temper, and asked when putting away her things, "You can bring any works with you?"

"Well, it's best if you're satisfied."

Yan Zinan looked at the few paintings in hand, lowered his head and hesitated.

"If you don't want to bring these, you can go home and get them." Liu Jinya guessed that Yan Zinan was troubled, and said considerately, "Mr. Kang said that we have time today and tomorrow, so it's better for us to go there after we are ready."

Yan Zinan saw that she was easy to discuss, her face softened, and her words were quite gentle and polite, "My house is nearby, go back and get it now."

Liu Jinya took no time to answer, and glanced at Zhong Yuxiao first.

Zhong Yuxiao nodded, then asked Yan Zinan, "Where is your home?"

"You guys wait here, I'll go back by myself." Yan Zinan put all the things into the big box, and when her thin arms couldn't lift it up, she squatted down her whole thin body, hooked out the bag strap and pulled it on her shoulders, and carried it back with a pale face. When I got up, my steps were crooked twice, and it took me a while to stand still.

Liu Jinya looked flustered, and tried to step forward to help her a few times, but was rushed back by Yan Zinan's gritted teeth and said "no".

"Hey. Where are you going?" Yin Xinchang looked up after sending the message, and found that Yan Zinan had packed up his things and wanted to "escape". He raised the painting in his hand, "You don't want this painting anymore?"

Yan Zinan didn't have the strength to free up his hands to take the painting in Yin Xinchang's hand, frowned, and found a step for himself, "As a mortgage, I will refund the money and you return the goods."

Yin Xinchang was depressed and wanted to say something, but Liu Jinya was worried that the dispute would resume, so she hurriedly interrupted, "Let's go back with you, today is the weekend, and it will be hard to find when there are too many people here."

"There is a mobile phone." Yan Zinan said coldly.

Liu Jinya smiled awkwardly, and continued to persuade him in another direction, "I know Mr. Kang's preferences, and I can help you choose a painting. Yaqiu Qingmeng is quite far away, you don't want to make the trip for nothing, do you?"

Yan Zinan wanted to refute again, but was blocked by Zhong Yuxiao's words.

"So many conditions to owe money? We are afraid that you will run away."

"..." When it came to money, Yan Zinan became much weaker, tightened the straps on her shoulders and said, "Oh, come on."

Liu Jinya nodded, and walked behind with Zhong Yuxiao, and helped to lift the big box in Yan Zinan's hand without any trace. Yin Xinchang saw that Yan Zinan's waist was bent by the big box, so he didn't speak anymore, and took the initiative to carry it. Returnable paintings go together.

They walked towards the north of the central square, followed a small alley in Ningdongzhuang, went straight down, turned right at the end, and saw a dilapidated old house.

Yan Zinan said, "Here we are, wait for me downstairs."

Liu Jinya nodded in a daze, watching Yan Zinan stepping on the large wooden board padded at the door with a heavy heavy box on her back, and carefully bent down to enter the short door.

The big plank babbled and trembled, shaking off a layer of sawdust and dust, which all fell into the black water in the depression below.

Zhong Yuxiao was still able to maintain etiquette, standing and waiting expressionlessly, while Yin Xinchang couldn't stand the faint stench when the wind blows by and the blind eyes of the surrounding residents, so she lowered her head and stepped on her shiny leather boots to find a clean place to stand, from time to time Complaining softly, "What kind of place is this..."

Liu Jinya deeply understands the hardships of Yan Zinan's life, and can't help but feel sad - if Yan Zinan's work is really plagiarized, and because of Fan Qiuyang's suppression, he can't get ahead, this is really a typical tragic story.

The three of them waited for Yan Zinan with their own thoughts, but Yan Zinan couldn't come down as fast as possible.

The sound of a woman screaming came from a second-floor window. "This will stain my clothes!"

"Don't throw it away!" Yan Zinan shouted anxiously.

As soon as the words fell, a large drawing board fell out of the window, turned around and fell to the ground with a snap, just as the drawing paper was facing upwards.

Liu Jinya looked at Yan Zinan's unfinished painting on the ground with complicated emotions, and Zhong Yuxiao maintained a posture of protecting her from being hit by falling objects in the air.Yin Xinchang was the closest, and he reacted very quickly. After thinking about it, he bent down to pick up the painting, and his fingertips were stained with the dirt on the floor.

"The room is so big! There is not enough clothes to dry, and you still put out the broken paintings to take up space! My clothes are worth more than your paintings!"

The woman cursed angrily, but Yan Zinan's voice did not resound, replaced by more and more clear and hasty footsteps.

"My painting..." Yan Zinan ran over in panic.

Yin Xinchang gave it out, "Hey."

Yan Zinan was quite surprised that Yin Xinchang would help pick it up without fear of getting dirty, and whispered "Thank you." He took it with both hands, and explained in vain, "My roommate accidentally dropped it."

The lie was too obvious, Liu Jinya and Zhong Yuxiao looked at each other and remained silent.

"You haven't got the painting yet, have you?" Yin Xinchang saw that Yan Zinan's hands were empty, and said directly, "It's too slow, I'll accompany you to get it."

The movement was too fast, Yan Zinan didn't realize it all at once, and was dragged by Yin Xinchang into the house.

Liu Jinya was worried that Yin Xinchang would cause trouble, so she followed immediately, and Zhong Yuxiao naturally accompanied them. They hurriedly caught up with the two people in front, wanting to help, but they were embarrassed when they saw the dark and chaotic room on the second floor I realized that I came here to add to the chaos.

In such a small place, it is already difficult to fit a bunk bed, and there is not enough room for a few more people.

"Why," the roommate stood up, pointing at Yan Zinan and asked, "Are someone to hit me?"

Yan Zinan didn't speak, but squeezed into the room and took out a well-packed cloth bag in the corner.However, forbearance did not bring much benefit, the roommate was eating sunflower seeds, saw Yan Zinan approaching, and arrogantly smashed the sunflower seed shells at Yan Zinan's face.

Yin Xinchang's violent temper came up all at once, and he rushed to snatch the bag of melon seeds, tore open the bag, and showered his roommate with a rain of melon seeds.

The roommate screamed and rushed forward to hit someone.

Yin Xinchang didn't expect the other party to come for real, and shouted while hiding, "Help!"

"What are you doing!" Yan Zinan, who was the closest, stepped forward to block it, grabbing his roommate's arm and twisting it.

The roommate had no strength to resist, and cried out in pain, swearing swear words in his mouth.

Yin Xinchang hid behind Yan Zinan regardless of previous suspicions, snorted, his face was full of a proud expression of "I'm covered".

"Ouch...I'm sorry..." The roommate was a bully and shy of hard people, so he put away his domineering look before, "Let go first, and talk if you have something to say."

Yan Zinan let go, looked at the wasted melon seeds on the ground, was stunned for a moment, and then said softly, "I'm sorry, I'll give you back a bag tonight."

The roommate glanced at Liu Jinya and Zhong Yuxiao who were standing outside the door, and nodded knowingly.

"Take all your works." Liu Jinya felt that her roommate would not let this go, so she found an excuse to remind Yan Zinan, "Mr. Kang likes hardworking painters, and he will have a good impression of them when he sees more works."

Yan Zinan is more aware of the virtues of her roommate than Liu Jinya, and also cherishes her own work, so she naturally understands the meaning in it, and when she nodded to get it, she encountered difficulty again, "I can't get it by myself."

"We'll help you!" Yin Xinchang cheerfully accepted the job.

At this point, Yan Zinan had no other choice, went into the room and found all the paintings, some were packed in painting boxes, some were already mounted and put in paper bags, even the one in Yin Xinchang's hand was no more than five years old. pieces.

Liu Jinya was surprised, "Is it gone?"

Yan Zinan was silent at first, but when she was cleaning up, she happened to receive a blank stare from her roommate. She understood that she would stay in this small room for a short time, and she was eager to make money to escape, so she would not offend Liu Jinya who gave her the opportunity, so she lowered her voice and answered truthfully to her, "Recently The weather was a bit damp, so it wasn't well preserved."

Liu Jinya felt sorry, but she didn't say much, and helped Yan Zinan get things out.

The car was parked in the parking lot of Ning Dongzhuang, and it took about ten minutes to walk there. The four of them didn't speak. Halfway through, Yan Zinan's face was pale, obviously unable to keep up with their pace.

"What's the matter with you?" Yin Xinchang found out, and asked after Yan Zinan, "What's wrong?"

Yan Zinan shook her head and said it was okay, she bit her lip and wanted to move on.

Liu Jinya thought of the unopened instant noodle box in the room, and seeing that Yan Zinan was exhausted, she pulled Zhong Yuxiao and said, "It's 11 o'clock, let's go after eating."

Zhong Yuxiao was very face-saving, and nodded knowingly, "Well, I'm hungry."

Yin Xinchang didn't care, Yan Zinan, who was too hungry to walk, was even more casual.The four of them went to the nearest small restaurant, ordered a few home-cooked dishes and a large portion of rice, and had lunch together.

As soon as Yan Zinan entered the door, he looked at the menu, and after seeing the prices, he ate his head down. He seldom touched meat dishes with his chopsticks, so he ate with the radish in front of him.

Liu Jinya couldn't stand it anymore, and pushed the roast chicken over, "You should try this."

Yan Zinan was stubborn, "I like to eat this."

"You don't have to worry too much about refunding the money." Liu Jinya persuaded softly, "If Mr. Kang has seen your paintings and is satisfied, he will help you hold an exhibition to attract customers to buy your works. 200 yuan is not a problem at all."

After saying this, Yan Zinan didn't even eat the pickles, put down her chopsticks, "No one will buy my paintings."

"Why do you say that?"

"I used to be a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, and Fan Qiuyang was my teacher." Yan Zinan calmly explained the rough past in one sentence, "After I painted "Sang Tian", she signed her name and found an excuse to expel me , and let some galleries and collectors target me and refuse to accept my paintings."

Liu Jinya had guessed it a long time ago, looking at Yan Zinan's thin and pale face, she felt sympathy, and her words softened a lot, "These years... how did you live?"

"Do some part-time work, ghostwriting for others," Yan Zinan smiled sarcastically, "If you don't sign my name, those paintings will sell."

Seeing Yan Zinan's embarrassment, Liu Jinya sighed after thinking about Fan Qiuyang's current situation.

Fan Qiuyang is a typical example of exhausted talents. When he was a child, he won the prizes, but became mediocre when he was an adult. He was still tepid in middle age. He was a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts.

The level and style of the paintings before and after were clearly questioned. Fan Qiuyang made up a story of "this work is a ten-year painstaking effort", and the hype was almost the same. The old works have the "out of print" gimmick, and the training courses they run make enough money, and now they start to call themselves educators.

It is precisely because Fan Qiuyang did not continue to paint, and took the path of both sides, his power gradually grew——the students he taught respectfully called him a "mentor" after they came out, and the painters who were part-time teachers did not dare to say much to their bosses, but took care of them when they were in trouble. The gallery knew that it had a relationship with Fan Qiuyang Cooperation can get more resources, and flattery is common. Collectors still hold Fan Qiuyang's old works, wishing for more fierce hype. Entrepreneurs feel that Fan Qiuyang is profitable, and strive to cooperate more...

To make it difficult for Yan Zinan to develop, Fan Qiuyang really didn't have to work hard, just say a few words.

Liu Jinya was introverted, and felt angry after listening to it, only complaining silently in her heart, while Yin Xinchang was much simpler and rude, slapping the table and cursing, "Why is Fan Qiuyang so cheap!"

All the people at the table glanced over.

"Am I wrong?" Yin Xinchang became more and more excited, pressing Yan Zinan's shoulder and said, "Let's sue, we must pay compensation and seek justice!"

Yan Zinan brushed off the hands on his shoulders expressionlessly, "The evidence has been completely destroyed."

Yin Xinchang withdrew his hand, sat down on the seat and answered aggrievedly, "Oh~"

"The evidence is gone, let's focus on the present." Liu Jinya clearly remembers that Fan Qiuyang took all those who questioned him to court to protect his reputation, and felt that Yan Zinan had no basis to seek justice and could only end up "touching porcelain"" Hype" reputation, patiently persuaded, "If one gallery fails, we will change to another one. She can steal your works, but can't steal your talent, don't give up."

She finally said a word of chicken soup, but Yan Zinan laughed when she heard it, "Her current scenery is brought about by "Sang Tian". Is this called stealing? One word from her can make my paintings unsalable. What's the use of keeping so-called talent?"

Liu Jinya suddenly felt that her comfort was too light.

She has seen Yan Zinan's residence with her own eyes. When looking for suitable candidates on the Internet recently, she often sees some newcomers who are just starting out talk about being rejected by galleries, unable to sell paintings and other hardships, with sad words.

Yan Zinan was in more pain than them, watching "Sang Tian" that should belong to her be regarded as a classic, and was chased and killed by her former mentor.

Liu Jinya recalled these things, unable to put herself in her shoes, and looked at the depressed Yan Zinan speechless.

"It makes sense." Zhong Yuxiaoyuan listened quietly, and felt distressed seeing Liu Jinya's bewilderment. She didn't comfort and guide Yan Zinan's patience. money."

After the chicken soup, there was a glass of poisoned wine, Yan Zinan was stunned by the poison, and did not speak again.

Liu Jinya was soft-hearted, but also afraid that Yan Zinan would really leave in the next second, so she pinched Zhong Yuxiao's hand under the table, cleared her throat and said to Yan Zinan, "Go to the gallery and try it, what if it works? You don't want your Does the work make more people appreciate it?"

Yan Zinan looked down at the roast chicken she moved, and said in a mosquito-like voice after a while, "I'm sorry, I went too far just now."

"It's okay." Liu Jinya didn't mind, and handed over the fried pork on hand, "Let's eat."

Yan Zinan carefully looked at Zhong Yuxiao.

Zhong Yuxiao glanced sideways while drinking the water, with a terrifying aura, as if he was about to open his mouth again in the next second.

"Hurry up." Yin Xinchang, who had been watching the battle, persuaded in a low voice, "She's super fierce."

Yan Zinan trembled, thanked her and put away the thorns all over her body, and had a good time eating and getting along with each other——No way, she has thorns on her body, but Zhong Yuxiao is a ruthless character who is used to using knives, and she can win in a few or two moves.

Although the process was not very pleasant, Liu Jinya was very satisfied with the current harmony, and estimated the time to send a message to Mr. Kang.

They arrived at the auction house earlier than expected.

Some decorations were not completed, and Mr. Kang was struggling to explain his ideas to the workers. When he saw them coming, he smiled and led them to the living room. After sitting down, he kept looking at the restrained Yan Zinan, "This is..."

"The new artist I mentioned to you." Liu Jinya happily introduced, "Her name is Yan Zinan."

Wearing a shabby black cotton coat, Yan Zinan couldn't adapt to the gorgeously decorated living room, so she said hello timidly.

Mr. Kang doesn’t judge people by their cover, he said hello with a smile, and he became curious when he saw the packaged paintings, “May I have a look?”

Yan Zinan nodded, and placed the work on the table with gentle and light movements.

Seeing that Yan Zinan cherishes the works so much, Mr. Kang’s favorability doubled. When the cloth bag of the package was opened, his face sank and he said something unclear, "Oh, you are Yan Zinan."

Liu Jinya didn't understand, Yan Zinan had seen this expression too much, and smiled coldly, "Someone must have mentioned me to you."

"Yes." Mr. Kang leaned on the sofa, with a bit of regret in his expression, "You should know who it is."

Yan Zinan snorted coldly, and rewrapped the work, "Excuse me."

"Wait," after a few words, the matter was over. Liu Jinya was unwilling to accept such a result, stopped Yan Zinan, turned to Mr. Kang and said, "You are talking about Fan Qiuyang, right? Mr. Kang, I understand that you don't want to offend your acquaintances However, if galleries and auction houses want to gain fame, they cannot rely on those old painters to let you represent their works occasionally..."

Mr. Kang sighed, "You are right, but there are so many new painters, why should I choose one that is in trouble?"

Hearing the word trouble, Yan Zinan hugged the painting in her arms, her shoulders trembling with anger.

"Besides, I am an auction house that has just started, so what's the benefit of offending Fan Qiuyang and her friends?" Mr. Kang regarded Liu Jinya as a hand-in-hand student, and persuaded him patiently, "Xiao Liu, I understand you , but business belongs to business, feelings belong to feelings, and some things can’t be done just by thinking.”

Liu Jinya sighed, "But..."

"How about it." Mr. Kang looked at Yan Zinan's worn-out black cotton coat with paint stains, but he still couldn't bear to refuse, and suggested, "I have some painting-related work here. If Ms. Yan is interested, Why don't you come and have a try?"

Yan Zinan stared at him, "You mean a ghostwriter?"

Mr. Kang smiled, shook his head and said, "Why did you think of such a disgraceful job all of a sudden? You have received professional education and can adapt to other positions, such as shopping guide, commentator, consultant..."

"Enough!" Yan Zinan interrupted, "I like drawing, I won't give up!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Zinan ran out.

Liu Jinya chased after her as soon as she wanted to tell Mr. Kang, but Zhong Yuxiao had no intention of trying to coax them. Seeing that they were all slow, Yin Xinchang was anxious, so she ran out first and caught Yan Zinan at the door.

In fact, Yan Zinan couldn't run fast either, carrying such a large painting, she was afraid of bumping into it, so she had to take two steps slowly, she was not surprised to see Yin Xinchang coming, she lowered her head and wrapped the cloth bag containing the painting more firmly.

"Why are you running?" Yin Xinchang panted, "Mr. Kang won't eat you."

Yan Zinan lowered her head and said, "I'll find a part-time job tomorrow, and I can return the 200 yuan to you soon."

"You... oh! Who asked you for money!" Yin Xinchang chased after him hard, and stomped his feet angrily when he begged for such a lukewarm sentence.

When Liu Jinya rushed over, she saw Yin Xinchang losing her temper. She couldn't help crying and laughing, so she turned to Yan Zinan and said, "I'll introduce you to a painting job."

Yan Zinan didn't quite believe it, and glanced at her warily.

"Really," Liu Jinya took out the notepad from her bag and found Feng Weize's contact information, "His restaurant needs decorative paintings, let's discuss it and see if we can use your set of paintings."

Yin Xinchang remembered it all at once, and kept nodding, "Yes, yes, Feng Weize is going to paint."

Yan Zinan stared down at the painting in her hand, and smiled wryly, "I can't be accepted by galleries, auction houses and collectors, so I can only paint..."

People who know how to paint have aloofness and arrogance in their bones. Once the work has completely become a product of commercial demand and cannot express one's thoughts and feelings at will, they use the word "painting" with a smell of copper to describe it.

Liu Jinya understands, but Zhong Yuxiao doesn't. She just thinks that Yan Zinan always provokes her own family members, and she clicked, "You don't want to give up painting, at least you have to live. You have to make money to live, why would you rather take a part-time job than give it to others? draw?"

Yan Zinan was in a hurry, "You don't understand, painting is not painting..."

"Okay, stop arguing!" Yin Xinchang didn't interrupt the whole day, and was almost beaten up by Yan Zinan's roommate. He had already suppressed his anger, and seeing Yan Zinan always looked depressed, he said anxiously , "Isn't it just packaging and publicity? I'm rich, so I'll support you!"

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