To be honest, the first China Portrait Grand Prix organized by Zhang Xu and others was a 'full reference' to the competition organized by the Portrait Society of America, both in terms of organizational form and entry schedule. . . The total prize money invested in the entire competition is 180 million yuan, and the annual gold prize bonus is 180,000 yuan. Of course, there are also second prizes and so on. In addition to the two main investors Zhang Xu and Li Lin, there are four other people, Rude and Keshima, plus some cultural company in Zou Heming's country, who have made up so much money in total. In terms of US dollars, the prize money is about 30,000 US dollars. But in China, at least many government-run and private art competitions have not set such high prizes. It is estimated that it will be able to attract some young people in China. Talented artists come to try their luck. ¡°Although there is no support from Fang Yi, there are people like Lu De as judges. Such a level of judges can be used not only domestically but also internationally. "You are really capable of doing things. It takes almost a page to establish a shareholder! Who can set up a competition fund like you and attract a long list of people, and they are from all over the world!" Fang Yi asked Zhang Xu. Zhang Xu was amused when he heard what Fang Yi said and said: "You are not a businessman. You know nothing. Sometimes there are many benefits to having more shareholders, and things can be run more smoothly if you combine the local and the foreign. Some Chinese faces If something is suitable for you, let me do it. If it's something that foreigners can do well, let Wright do it. Even if I tell you all the twists and turns here, you won't understand!" "Okay! If there's nothing going on here, I'll hang up!" Fang Yi has no interest in business at all. It sounds like Zhang Xu wants to educate himself on shopping mall knowledge. This is where Zhang Xu thinks he is better than Fang Yi. He felt very proud when he said it, and Fang Yi decided not to give this kid a chance to show off. "Don't bother me! I really have something serious to ask for your opinion on!" Zhang Xu said immediately when he saw that Fang Yi was about to hang up the phone. "What are you talking about!" Fang Yi retracted his hand that was on the hang up button. "What do you think about me contracting five or six thousand acres of mountainous land?" Zhang Xu asked over the phone. This question came up out of nowhere, and Fang Yi couldn't think of an answer for a moment: "Why do you think of doing this! Is it profitable to contract barren mountains?" Zhang Xu immediately said after hearing this: "Look at your style! You don't just think about making money when you do anything!" After making fun of him, Fang Yi told Fang Yi something he saw some time ago: "That's it. Yes, I think the conditions for contracting mountainous land in China are pretty good. I will rent it for a few decades and plant trees and raise some pigs and sheep in the barren hills. Anyway, as long as I lose less, of course that would be the best. I would be more satisfied if I didn¡¯t lose it!¡± Fang Yi didn't expect that Zhang Xu still had such a heart. When he heard it, he thought it was a good thing. Turning barren mountains green was a meritorious deed. Naturally, he agreed very much. After thinking for a while, he said: "You keep doing this first, and when you find a way out, I'll go cover some barren hills." Fang Yi wanted to do this as a good deed. The two chatted about this issue and ended the call. After staying in the studio for two days, Fang Yi saw Kerry. Of course, there was a young and beautiful girl following Kerry. As soon as he saw this girl's appearance, Fang Yi couldn't help but smile in his heart. She is so beautiful, no wonder this guy Kerry is so active in doing things for others. "This is my friend Vivian! I told you two days ago that there is a painting that I would like you to take a look at. It belongs to her!" Kerry introduced the girl next to him to Fang Yi as soon as he entered the door. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Fang!" Vivian immediately extended her hand to Fang Yi. After lightly touching his hand, Fang Yi raised his hand to a table next to him: "It's okay, just put the things you brought on the table and let me take a look!" After listening to Fang Yi's words, Kerry put the painting in his hand on the table, then untied it and put it on the table. Fang Yi walked to the table and looked at the painting carefully. After looking at it for more than a minute, he reached out and picked up the edge of the frame and asked Vivian, "Where did you get this work?" When he actually saw this work, Fang Yi felt that Steven Ken Pylock's skills were indeed extraordinary, and he was not inferior to some of the famous artists of his predecessors. "When I was young, I heard my grandfather say that his grandfather got this thing and kept it all the time. I really don't know when he got it. I have had it identified by someone before, but they said it was an unknown person. The ancient paintings he made are not worth much, and they just passed into my hands!" Vivian answered honestly when Fang Yi asked. ?Fang Yi nodded after hearing this. This work is an old painting, and it is not from the past 100 years. It is at least about 300 years old. But this technique is really good, it can be said to be superb! Somehow this man is not famous at all. "Is there something wrong with this painting?" Kerry couldn't help but asked when he saw Fang Yi looking at it so carefully. Because ever since Kerry had dealt with Fang Yi, Fang Yi had never shown such attentiveness to a piece of work. Even if it was some works by everyone, Fang Yi would usually pick them up and look at them carefully, without the frown on his face like he did now. "The signature on the painting shows that the author of this painting is Steven Ken Pylock! This is correct." Fang Yi first determined the author of the painting, without Kerry and the others thinking. There's nothing wrong with this. The chance of this happening is too small. I'm going to have random thoughts if I run into you two. Go to bed early. "It just stands to reason that this person has a very high standard, so he shouldn't be so unknown!" Fang Yi looked at this painting and was a little confused. More than three hundred years ago, that is, 1700 years ago, in China at that time It was the so-called Emperor Kangxi's time that was blown up by a bunch of sycophants. At that time, the European aesthetics of such a painting made this man famous. At that time, European auction houses had already appeared in London. Kerry asked Fang Yi, "Have you ever seen another work by this person?" "It seems not!" Fang Yi shook his head and said. It must be said that Fang Yi was full of curiosity about this work. Not only was he curious, but he also seemed to have a vague sense of d¨¦j¨¤ vu in his heart. He felt that such things seemed to have a small connection with him. Although he didn't know where the connection was, Fang Yizong felt it. Of course, Fang Yi would not honestly tell Kerry and Vivian everything. No one would tell this to anyone else. "Keep it! It's good to appreciate as a good collection! Maybe one day other works will be discovered, and this person will become famous all of a sudden!" Fang Yi took one last look at the works on the table and faced Kerry and Vivian said. Hear what Fang Yi said. Vivian couldn't help but show a disappointed expression on her face. Then he asked Fang Yi: "Mr. Fang, how much do you estimate this work is worth?" After listening to Vivian's words, Fang Yi said: "If you like the price, you can go up to 40,000 yuan!" Fang Yi directly gave a very high price for an ancient painting, because Fang Yi felt that this work was really Worth the price. If he met this work in a gallery or somewhere, Fang Yi would definitely buy it, but now that it was sent by Kerry, it was hard to tell whether Fang Yi wanted to buy it. After it is less, Kerry is not happy. If there are more Fang Yi, it is unwilling to come here. Although Fang Yi thinks that this work he wants, it is not appropriate to do this on this occasion. "Oh!" Vivian nodded and said thank you to Fang Yi again! Understand that Fang Yi has finished reading the painting. Kerry took it upon himself to put the work back into the painting bag, then put it in his hand and said to Fang Yi: "Thank you, sir, let's say goodbye then!". Fang Yi nodded at the two of them and took a few steps away. Then he watched the two of them leave his studio. Looking at the backs of the two of them, Fang Yi couldn't help but sigh, and then sat back on the chair in his studio. He closed his eyes and thought about the appearance of the work printed in his mind, and began to think about why this work made him There will be a sense of d¨¦j¨¤ vu. After thinking about it for more than an hour, Fang Yi still couldn't figure out the matter, so he had to give up the idea temporarily and returned to his easel. Picking up the paintbrush again, Fang Yi began to paint the topic of the competition between himself and Popile. That is, "High Favor and Pick a Pulley". As a fictional story, of course, no one knows what this so-called iron pulley looks like. Although there are all kinds of random things on the Internet, there are a few things that are described in ancient legends or novels. Speculated? Zhuge Liang not only borrowed the east wind but also extended his life. Many things are unbelievable in reality. Now what Fang Yi has in front of him is not only to create the image of a peerless warrior, but also to create a device. This thing must reflect the bravery of Gao Chong, but it cannot be too exaggerated. Fang Yi wants his works to be painted in a way that makes people believe that the things painted in the works are reality, but they only exist in a specific time before you. In this way, it will be more realistic and credible. If the painting is too exaggerated, then turn your work into the original painting of the game. It only has power and color, which is too overwhelming for Fang Yi. , and your own styleIt doesn't match. "Iron pulley, iron pulley!" Fang Yi drew five or six iron pulleys that he imagined in his mind, but he couldn't satisfy himself, so he couldn't help but put down the brush and rubbed his face gently. The things drawn on the paper are either too sharp or too plain. Fang Yi requires that the things look neither too overwhelming nor too distracting. What he wants is that they are impartial and just right. a state. This is Fang Yi's request for the iron pulley, and Gao Chong has to consider this from Gao Chong's appearance to the posture of the war horse, from the human armor to the vest. These are things like people, horses and mountain roads. It can be said that Fang Yi has too many things to consider this time. Since the iron pulley cannot move, Fang Yi has to think about something else. The easiest thing to think about now is the horse. Mongolian horses are excellent military horses. They are easy to feed and have good endurance. Although Mongolian horses have various advantages, they are not suitable for painting based on their appearance alone. The Mongolian horse is a good military horse, but its shoulder height is generally only 1.2 to 1.3 meters. It seems that its height is really not much bigger than that of a donkey. It is very inappropriate to put it in a painting. No matter how brightly dressed the hero is, if he crosses Riding such a big horse, not to mention fighting, even riding on a horse, with both feet almost dragging to the ground, this image probably made Yi Bo Yuntian's heroic spirit suddenly diminished by three. point. Therefore, it does not meet Fang Yi's requirements. As for other horses, Fang Yi also feels that they are a bit inferior. There is really no other way, Fang Yi feels that Gao Chong should get a ¡®big ocean horse¡¯. As for which horse to choose, Fang Yiguang spent several hours researching information on the Internet, and finally chose a Lipizzaner horse. Of course, it was just that the body shape and color were not white. Instead, he considered choosing a light golden horse. Coat color. After choosing the horse online, Fang Yi started looking for horses at racecourses near Los Angeles. He needed to observe such beautiful horses nearby, but when Fang Yi took action, he was hit before he even left the house. (To be continued. (.))