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    As for the award evaluation, there is nothing to say. Anyway, just like all awards, Fang Yi is not participating in the competition and just serving as a judge, so his mood is naturally as relaxed as he wants.  After returning to Shicheng, apart from spending time with his family, Fang Yi spent most of his time with a group of friends. Everyone chatted, but now the location was not in his studio, but in Zhang Xu's office.  When Fang Yi came back this time, he felt that the most important thing was nothing else but Li Lin's wedding. This guy's girlfriend was pretty good-looking. As for the matchmaker, it was Zhang Xu's wife Lu Xiaomin, who was introduced by an alumnus of Shi Yi.  But I didn¡¯t study painting, but interior design.  "Should we go there early?" Fang Yi grabbed a handful of cards and asked the poker players sitting next to him.  Zhang Xu, whose face had already been stained with a dozen pieces of paper, waved his hands and said: "It's only what time it is, and the banquet is just starting in the evening. How can I just run away and stay here right now!".  There are many notes on Zhang Xu's face, and even more on Fang Yi's face. This is why Fang Yi clamored to go to Li Lin's place to help. After playing cards for more than an hour, none of them came out smoothly. Now his face is almost  It's full of stickers.  Pang Xiaoyong reached out and threw out a handful of cards, looked up at Fang Yi and said: "You deserve to lose because of your luck. Shouldn't those who have given birth to sons in the past few years deserve to lose? Look at us, Yishui'er's daughter  !¡±.  Fang Yi saw that his superior Lu Qikun had already thrown down the cards. He threw the cards from his hand onto the table and said, "Guan Jian, I don't want so many sons. I just want a daughter."  Is it too much?"  "Not too much. Not too much!" Zhang Xu directly raised his hand to pass and looked at Fang Yi and said: "By the way, do you think the Wang Qiluo painting in my hand can be sold? Why do I find this not fun at all!  ".  "You say you don't have fun when you have already doubled something almost five times? So what does it mean to have fun?" Zhu Zheng, who was watching the game next to him, looked at Zhang Xu with a little disdain and said.  When Zhang Xu heard what Zhu Zheng said, he retorted: "I bought it for 20,000 US dollars. It's been almost four or five years now, and it has only reached 370,000, which is four or five times the amount of hair. And this is more than 30 thousand dollars."  Ten thousand is calculated in RMB. Is there something wrong with this kid? I don¡¯t remember him being such a pedantic person before!¡±  This means that Wang Qiluo is stuck in a corner and can't get out. In Zhang Xu's opinion, it is a bit of a demon. Wang Qiluo usually doesn't get involved in whatever Fang Yi does.  But now what Fang Yi and Bobile do is the trend and the benchmark.  You wouldn't have such a reputation if you wanted to go against it, and you wouldn't have the big group power.  This is simply a straggler. ??????????????????? And now Fang Yizhen is no longer alone. What kind of treatment Picasso enjoyed when he was alive is what Fang Yi and Popile are now, and even worse.  Not to mention Fang Yi, he was a member of the so-called post-classical wave behind him, and even one of them was thicker than Wang Qiluo's arm.  Zou Heming¡¯s gallery in the street came to launch it.  The one with the least results was Wang Qiluo.  Now Wang Qiluo has terminated his contract with Zou Heming's gallery the year before last and signed with another American gallery.  In contrast, Xiao Tong, who was later discovered by Fang Yi, is now the deputy dean of the Academy of Fine Arts, a not-so-famous undergraduate college. A piece of work usually costs more than 500,000 yuan on the market.  Pang Xiaoyong probably knew Wang Qiluo, and after listening to Zhang Xu's words, he couldn't help but said: "People don't want to associate with us, and we still ask them to do it. We are doing our own thing, and Leng Wen knows that we can't blame others. And a painting is more than thirty years old."  It¡¯s all right, don¡¯t worry. No matter what, I won¡¯t starve to death.¡±  Lang Yanguang listened and said with a smile: "Zhang Xu is saying that he makes less money!".  " Listening to what they said, Fang Yi didn't interrupt. Fang Yi really didn't know what to say about Wang Qiluo. Fang Yi had some ideas in the past, and wanted him to participate in a competition or something.  Be your own judge!  His painting is not bad, and he might as well win a prize, but he is just so stubborn.  It's okay to say it once, but there's really no interest in asking Fang Yi to say it a second time. Fang Yi is afraid that his kindness may end up causing other people to think bad things.  Now the two have not seen each other for almost a year, and now they can only be regarded as acquaintances.  Several people here were talking about Wang Qiluo, and Zhang Xu¡¯s hand rang.  When he picked it up and looked at it, Zhang Xu said: "Damn, it really means that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here!" After saying that, he waved the mobile phone in his hand to several people and wiped off the note on his face: "Wang Qiluo's phone number.  I'll go pick it up!"  As soon as Zhang Xu left, Zhu Zheng immediately occupied his seat.  Less than two minutes later, Zhang Xu turned back: "Wang Qiluo is getting married! In September this year, I'm invited to attend!".  The words haven¡¯t been spoken yet.Then, Fang Yi's cell phone rang again. When Fang Yi saw that it was Wang Qiluo, he immediately signaled to his friends to answer the phone.  "Is it Fang Yi?" As soon as Fang Yi answered the phone, he heard Wang Qiluo's voice on the other end.  "It's me! Congratulations, Zhang Xu and I are together. I just heard him say that you are getting married. Why do you feel like you are all joining in the fun this year? Five or six people are getting married," Fang Yi said with a smile.  Isn't it? Now it's Li Lin, and soon it will be Zhu Zheng, and a month later it will be Zhao Jie, and then there will be Lang Yanguang. Now Fang Yi looks at his friends in China, and there is only one thousand-year-old stick demon left, Lu Qikun, but this  The boy is similar to Rude, except that Rude is a little more messy, and Lu Qikun still recognizes people. Generally speaking, he has a relationship with two women, and that's it anyway.  "She has been waiting for me for many years. Besides, I am the eldest and not the youngest. We are the same age and you have four sons. I don't have one yet!" Wang Qiluo smiled on the other end.  Hearing what Wang Qiluo said, Fang Yi was a little stunned, because he couldn't feel the relaxation between friends since he talked to Wang Qiluo a few years ago, and now this feeling seems to be back.  "Then you really need to hold on tight. Anyway, you have plenty of opportunities to catch up with me. I'm planning to have a little five in the end. It doesn't matter whether I have a daughter or not!" Fang Yi also said easily.  When Wang Qiluo heard this, he laughed twice and said, "Then I will send you the invitations. By the way, are you at Zhang Xu's place now? When will Li Lin's wedding start? Do you want to go over and help?  ?¡±.  Fang Yi said: "Zhang Xu said no, Li Lin said that after spending so much money on the wedding company, it would be uneconomical for us to help!"  "That's right! Mr. Li has a lot of money now!" Wang Qiluo laughed after hearing this.  "If you have time, come to Zhang Xu's place with your girlfriend. Many people are playing cards together." Fang Yishun invited him.  "That's okay!" Unexpectedly, Wang Qiluo readily agreed.  After waiting for Fang Yi to give the address, the two said a few more words and then hung up the phone.  When turning back, Fang Yi said to Zhang Xu: "Wang Qiluo is very strange today. He seems to be a lot more cheerful all of a sudden. I just invited him casually, and he said he would come over in a while and come with us to Li."  Lin¡¯s Wedding Hotel!¡±  "It would be great if I didn't have random thoughts in my heart. Wang Qiluo used to be boring, but he was still nice and simple," Zhang Xu said.  Zhang Xu, like Fang Yi, doesn't have many friends, and he's not very interested in making new friends.  Of course, the friends here refer to the ones we talk about, not the ones in the shopping mall. If that were the case, Zhang Xu would probably have over a hundred friends.  ¡°I don¡¯t have many actual friends, so just like Fang Yi, I cherish my current friends a little bit, because one less is one less.  Half an hour later, Wang Qiluo appeared here alone. Everyone knew him. After saying hello to everyone, he sat down with Fang Yi and started chatting.  "What does Li Lin's wife do? I knew the name as soon as I received the invitation." Wang Qiluo took a puff of cigarette and asked Fang Yi.  "Of course, I was the design director of a decoration company in the past. After I got married, I became my own boss and planned to open my own company or something. I used to be a graduate of Shiyi Design College. He was eight or nine years younger than us.  Come on!" Fang Yi said to Wang Qiluo.  "So young?" Wang Qiluo was stunned and said.  "When did love start to distinguish ages?" Fang Yi looked at Wang Qiluo and said happily.  When Wang Qiluo heard this, he nodded and said with a smile: "That's right! I'm just old-fashioned."  The two of them chatted and went back to their old days in middle school. Now one of them is a great man in the world, and although the other is just a mess, it is still compared with the people in Fang Yi's circle, two or three times a year.  A piece of work cost two to three hundred thousand yuan, and those days were not what ordinary people lived.  "Now it seems that we are the only ones who have news." Wang Qiluo sighed after finishing speaking. Except for Fang Yi, himself and Zhu Zheng, there seems to be no news from others in the previous art class, which means that they have not escaped.  But this is already very awesome. It is really difficult to be so cool and beautiful in art!  "Last month, Song Pu disappeared." Wang Qiluo did not look at Fang Yi, but sighed and said: "Car accident!".  Fang Yi didn¡¯t quite remember that there was such a person in the class, but when Wang Qiluo said this, he also sighed.  After Wang Qiluo finished speaking, he said to Fang Yi: "It was my fault in the past. I always stood in the corner. Don't take it personally!".  Wang QiluoheWe have a good relationship with Song Pu, and we can keep in touch with him two or three times a year. We sometimes get together when we return to Shicheng, but when we are in our thirties, they just disappear, and the impact on Wang Qiluo is a bit big.  It was so big that Wang Qiluo reflected on his life, thinking that if he hadn't suddenly realized that he couldn't remember anyone who would appear at his funeral, Wang Qiluo realized that he seemed to have failed.  Proposing to his girlfriend and repairing the relationship with Fang Yi.  "It's nothing!" Fang Yi said with a smile.  The two chatted for another hour and had a meal with everyone. Although Wang Qiluo spoke little at the dinner table, he always listened attentively to others with a smile on his face, and began to learn to integrate into other people's circles.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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