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Chapter 546 ¡®Hijacked¡¯

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    Time flies so fast and more than four years have passed. It is not an exaggeration to describe Fang Yi as being in full swing now. But just a month ago, Fang Yi was commissioned by the current President of the United States to paint a painting of about 29x40 for him.  Because of this small portrait, the President of the United States took advantage of vacations and trips to California to visit Fang Yi's studio thirty-four times in one year to cooperate with Fang Yi in completing this work. Now this is the newly completed work.  It's hanging in the Oval Office of the White House.  .  .  It is not easy for a Chinese artist to receive such treatment, and Fang Yi only agreed after refusing three times in a row on the grounds that he could not arrange the schedule, which further demonstrates Fang Yi's status in the world of painting.  Of course, there is still an old French man named Bobil standing next to him.  It seems that with Fang Yi, this old man is getting younger and younger. It seems that he can have the energy to stay in the studio for eight hours a day at the age of seventy. It has to be said to be a miracle!  Now Fang Yi and Bobile stand together as the two great giants in the world, and they are recognized as the two great giants.  Just like a teacher at the Paris Academy of Fine Arts said to his students: Painting used to be a very easy thing. As long as you had an idea, you might succeed. You might not be able to live a good life in your early thirties.  .  But now, all you have to do is study with peace of mind, because since the two guys Fang Yi and Bobile came out, painting has become more difficult, becoming famous has become later, and it has also become more difficult.  Got it!  The mainstream of the entire world painting circle has returned to the era of realism, which is the so-called era of post-classicism as the model.  This year Fang Yi finally took time out to return to China to participate in the 6th Domestic Portrait Competition as a judge.  And he is planning to attend the wedding of his classmate Li Lin.  The last time I returned to China was two years ago. Of course, I had to visit a lot of places here, and I had the opportunity to fly directly to Shicheng.  I had to stay in Mingzhu for three days, and then went to another nearby city art academy to give lectures.  The lineup that came back this time is also complete. Fang Yi and Keshima, the former Five Linear Heroes, are together again. Now people like Keshima are also famous people. According to the entertainment industry,  , that is Starlight Glimmering.  Just after giving a speech at this well-established art college in China, Fang Yi and the others had a meal with the principal accompanying them.  Then returned to his hotel.  "You don't have anything to worry about now. Remember to take the children with you when you come to Paris in two months!" Anders said to Fang Yi.  "The fourth child is still too young, so I can only take the eldest and second child with me this time," Fang Yi said, shaking his head.  This time I went to Paris not to give lectures.  Instead, the French government intends to award Fang Yi the Order of Honor. This order was founded by Napoleon and is one of the highest honors awarded by the French government. Fang Yi previously received the French Order of Arts and Letters and the Order of Chevalier.  Now here comes another one of this.  Sometimes Zheng Yuan smiled and teased Fang Yi.  The President of the United States likes to ask Fang Yi to have his portrait painted, and the President of France likes to give Fang Yi medals!  "Are you planning to have another daughter?" Anders asked Fang Yi with a smile.  Fang Yi nodded after hearing this and said, "Let's try our luck again, but if I'm still a kid, I have to give up. Now the gang at home has almost exploded my head!" Fang Yi said while  As he spoke, he pointed at his head to indicate that he was unhappy here.  The friends next to them couldn't help laughing when they heard this. Everyone knew that Fang Yi and Zheng Yuan wanted a daughter, but God seemed to prevent Fang Yi from getting his wish. On the left was a son and on the right.  A son gave birth to four children in a row without even seeing the shadow of a daughter.  So much so that the fact that Fang Yi and his wife and a famous player couple want a daughter are mentioned from time to time.  Just when Fang Yi and his group walked to the lobby and were about to walk towards the elevator.  Three people in military uniforms came face to face. The one at the front had one bar and two stars, and the two behind them had one bar and one star. They were not very high. It was a bit unreliable to say that they were high. They were a lieutenant and two second lieutenants.  Seeing these three soldiers walking towards their group, Fang Yi and others were a little curious, looking at the three soldiers with confusion in their eyes.  Walking in front of Fang Yi and the others, the lieutenant in front of him gave a military salute to Fang Yi and the others, and then said with a serious look on his face: "Who is Mr. Fang Yifang?" After speaking, he seemed to want to squeeze something out of his own face.  I smiled a little, but after trying it a few times, my face looked like poop in my pants, and I didn't know what to say.  "That's right, what do you want from me?" Fang Yi immediately opened his mouth and said, "I have nothing to do with the soldiers. Even if I want to arrest someone, I don't need to send out soldiers, and to arrest myself now?"  Even if the American police wanted to arrest me, an outsider, the mayor of Los Angeles would probably have his head three times bigger.    The lieutenant fidgeted with his facial nerves, and seemed to realize that he couldn't laugh. He directly returned to his stiff expression and said: "Our old chief wants you to discuss painting, let us come over and invite you.  Let¡¯s talk at home! It doesn¡¯t matter at any time, we¡¯ll pick you up then!¡±  "No time!" Fang Yi said directly. On the one hand, Fang Yi is really pressed for time on this matter, and to be honest, Fang Yi, who is now undisciplined, doesn't like this kind of thing with a sense of privilege. Do you want to talk to me about something?  Still let me go?  There is such a thing out there!  "If he wants to see it, let him come in person!" Fang Yi directly pushed back.  As soon as these words were spoken, the three soldiers became a little angry. They seemed to have great love for the old leader in their mouths. The lieutenant at the front became even colder: "Sir, if you have time, please come to us."  Let¡¯s talk about the old chief¡¯s residence! Please let me know when you are free, sir, and we will pick you up!¡±  In the eyes of these soldiers, there are only orders. Even if the leader said to invite people, it is also a task!  Since it is a mission, this person must be invited.  Fang Yi was unhappy when he heard this, and couldn't help but said: "I'm free in the afternoon, but I don't want to go to your chief's house, and I have no interest in going there in the future! Just forward my message to your chief: If you want to see  I invite him to do it himself!¡±  After saying that, Fang Yi turned his body and walked toward the elevator entrance.  But as soon as he took a step forward, the lieutenant stepped in front of Fang Yi, raised his hand and said one word: "Please!".  When Fang Yi heard this, he couldn't help being amused by these three stupid-headed soldiers. He asked with a smile on his face: "Are you really going to invite me like this?" After speaking, he narrowed his eyes.  He didn¡¯t wait for the lieutenant to speak.  Keshima had already mentioned this matter to Anders and the others. His wife is Chinese and she often comes to China to give lectures. Her Chinese is so deep that she cannot understand these few sentences. It is not a problem for him. He said  Afterwards, he said to the lieutenant in Chinese with his own Italian accent: "You are hijacking!".  "That's ridiculous!" Anders also said with a cold face.  As for Artur, he was ready to pick up his cell phone and make a call.  Rude, on the other hand, was cold-faced and prepared to engage in a full-scale martial arts showdown with these three soldiers, a little overestimating his capabilities.  The lieutenant was not moved by these foreigners, and still made a gesture of invitation to Fang Yi with a cold face. In his heart, he had already labeled Fang Yi as a reactionary and classified him as a traitor.  I thought that if I had followed my temper, I would have killed the bitch in front of me with a lukewarm smile.  "Are you sure?" Fang Yi finally asked the lieutenant.  At this time, the principal of the Academy of Fine Arts, who was accompanying Fang Yi and his group, immediately came forward and spoke words of persuasion. His tone sounded like he knew the lieutenant.  "Mr. Fang, can you just go with them?"  "I have to go, but I didn't go voluntarily. These three people forced me to go. I don't know if they have the courage!" Fang Yiniu's temper or master's temper also rose.  "Please!" the lieutenant was very courageous.  Listen to Fang Yi finish.  He continued to raise his hand and repeated.  "Okay!" Fang Yi walked towards the door of the hotel without saying a word.  Seeing the attitude of Rude and his friends, Fang Yi said: "It's okay, don't do anything, I'll just follow you!".  There were several named soldiers and even the principal knew them. Fang Yi didn't think there would be any big danger. Despite the toughness of these soldiers, they were soldiers after all.  Not a gang member or a gangster.  After Fang Yi said this, he raised his feet and walked out towards the door.  As soon as Fang Yi left, Keshima and the others started making phone calls.  Who can these people call?  Of course it's the embassy. If you have problems when you are away from home, you rely on these things in the embassy. If you don't fight now, how long will it take?  It immediately became lively. Fang Yi had just arrived at the entrance of a large courtyard belonging to the so-called old chief. Before he got out of the car, he saw several middle-aged people standing at the entrance of this large courtyard.  "Mr. Fang's presence here is really brilliant!" As soon as the middle-aged man in charge saw Fang Yi getting out of the car, he immediately put a smile on his face and extended his hand to greet him.  Fang Yi smiled and said: "I didn't come here voluntarily, but I was kidnapped by you!".  Fang Yi is not so easy to talk to now, so he needs to finalize the definition of hijacking himself first!  These words immediately made the smile on the middle-aged man's face freeze. After a pause, he stretched out his hand, shook Fang Yi's hand and immediately said to the three soldiers: "I'll take care of you later!".  When Fang Yi entered the yard, he saw an old man sitting in the yard with a small painting box in front of him, painting.  One look at this posture and demeanor,He Yi immediately knew that this was the so-called old leader among the three soldiers.  Fang Yi didn't think anything of it. After walking over and taking a look, he walked straight to the couch next to him and lay down directly without waiting for anyone to say anything.  The old man who was painting was now showing off his momentum. When he saw that Fang Yi was useless and still reacting like this, he couldn't help but turn around and said with a smile: "Young people don't know how to respect the elderly at all!".  "I was kidnapped! Are you talking about respecting the elderly?" After saying that, he saw a fruit plate on the small cabinet next to him. He reached out and took a grape and put it into his mouth: "Besides, you still have time to bother me with respecting me."  Disrespecting the elderly?"  When the old man heard this, he immediately burst out laughing: "You are interesting!".  "I'm not interested!" Fang Yi shook his head and said.  The old man didn't say anything, but waved to a group of middle-aged people standing: "You all go out and do your own things. I'll have a chat with Mr. Fang!".  Waiting for everyone to go out, the old man himself sat on the chair and said to Fang Yi, "My name is Gu Hong!".     "never heard of that!".  Fang Yi¡¯s answer stunned the old man, and then he couldn¡¯t help but pointed at his nose and asked Fang Yi: ¡°You haven¡¯t heard of me?¡±.  "How fresh!" Fang Yi raised his head and looked at the old man: "I don't understand or care about politics!"  As soon as Fang Yi finished speaking, the old man began to tell his story. Not long after he started telling it, Fang Yi discovered that the so-called old child was like the old gentleman in front of him.  He said he had never heard of it, so the old gentleman began to introduce himself, and then naturally talked about the previous wars.  Now Fang Yi feels like he is listening to a story, and this story is still very attractive to him, and the protagonist is standing in front of him. He feels that the war-torn story told by the old man is particularly exciting.  Hearing the old man say that he was hit by a Japs bomb and was seriously injured, Fang Yi immediately raised his heart and couldn't help but ask: "How did you survive such a serious injury!".  "Of course my life is in danger. Boy, let me tell you, there are two types of people who are most likely to die on the battlefield. One is very afraid of death, and the other is not afraid of death!" The old man pointed proudly.  He said on his lap: "I'm just lucky, the devil won't accept it if he doesn't love it!".  This whole story lasted an hour and a half. When an important official came here and was about to persuade the old man to send Fang Yi, the scourge, away as soon as possible, he couldn't help but be startled when he saw such a scene.  Because two people, an old man and a young man, were lying on two lounge chairs facing each other, lighting up small cigarettes, and drinking from a large purple sand teapot in each hand.  No matter how you look at Fang Yi, who has a smile on his face, it doesn't look like he was 'hijacked'!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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