Inside the exhibition hall
The noisy crowd was buzzing with discussion.
Ye Bai, the main character of today, has yet to arrive, and even his works have not been shown.
The staff inside the Tang Family Exhibition Hall only told everyone to wait patiently, but after waiting for so long, many people have already started to lose patience.
"Even if Ye Bai is famous, he can't afford to drain us like this, can he? I even turned down some very important work just to see his art exhibition."
"Who says otherwise? It's infuriating! I had arranged to play golf with a good friend tonight. If the deal goes through, it'll be a multi-million dollar contract. But because I've always admired Ye Bai and didn't want to miss this chance to see him in person, I postponed the gathering. My friend has a lot of complaints about this, and I'm going to buy gifts and personally apologize tomorrow. In the end, I didn't even get to see Ye Bai or get a glimpse of his work. It's such a loss."
The speaker was a businessman who always considered profit and loss in everything he did.
If he hadn't come here, he would already have secured a large order by now.
Now we've lost both our wife and our army, and all our efforts have been in vain.
At this moment, a middle-aged man stepped out from the crowd. He was tall and thin, with shoulder-length hair. His square face was so thin that his cheeks appeared sunken. He wore black-rimmed glasses and gave off a listless and decadent feeling.
He was wearing a smoky blue linen long shirt and black wide-leg trousers, and with his obviously long hair, it was easy to tell that he was an artist.
The man snorted coldly.
"To be honest, Ye Bai's works are products of opportunism. He uses the concept of dynamism to create a visual impact, which makes people overlook his real painting skills. They are all hyped up. If you want to see dynamic works, you can record videos on your phone. Why bother looking at paintings?"
Who is this person?
Someone asked out of curiosity.
Someone in the crowd, from the art world, quietly called out the other person's name.
"It's Master Li Tai."
Upon hearing the name Li Tai, many people suddenly realized who he was.
A prominent figure in the capital's painting circles, he excels in landscapes, paintings of ladies, and calligraphy. He is not only renowned in painting but also a household name in the design world.
He has extensive knowledge of clothing from various dynasties. Utilizing China's thousands of years of cultural heritage, he incorporates modern aesthetics into existing ancient clothing, creating Tang-style costumes that have generated a great response among ancient costume enthusiasts.
Many production teams of period dramas even invite him to participate in costume design and supervision.
Although he is not as famous as international masters like Ye Bai, Li Tai is a well-known figure in the domestic art circle.
His appearance here still surprised many people.
This person is arrogant and conceited, and also very withdrawn. He has few friends in the industry and devotes himself entirely to his creative work.
Moreover, when Ye Bai's first painting, "The Other Shore Flower," was published, this person had already criticized Ye Bai on Weibo.
To call him a performer who flaunts his special skills is a disgrace to the arts festival.
As a result, Ye Bai's fans even engaged in a protracted online battle with Li Tai's fans on his Weibo account.
Although Ye Bai, a figure of great importance, never responded from beginning to end, he may not even know about Li Tai, a nobody.
But in Li Tai's heart, he already regarded Ye Bai as an enemy.
Why would he come to visit Ye Bai's art exhibition?
Are they here to cause trouble?
This might give people a thrill.
Today is the day Ye Bai makes his appearance, and Li Tai's appearance at this time must mean he's planning to cause trouble here.
This scene was quite lively.
At this moment, someone in the crowd spoke up: "This gentleman is speaking very arrogantly. I have always felt that the creation of art is the ability that God gave to mankind to approach beauty. Art is also diverse, just like beautiful women. There are lively and lovely ones, passionate ones, aloof ones, and charming ones. Just because you prefer a certain type of woman doesn't mean that other types of women are not beautiful, right?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
Although the other person spoke fluent Mandarin, it was not hard to tell that their intonation was different from that of people from China; they sounded more like a foreigner who could speak Mandarin.
When the crowd looked in the direction of the sound, a figure slowly walked towards Li Tai.
The other person was an elderly man wearing a charcoal gray coat, with a full head of frosty hair, rosy and fair skin, and eyes that seemed to be smiling but were actually full of wisdom. When he wasn't smiling, he exuded an aura of authority.
He leaned on his cane, facing Li Tai.
"What do you know? Ye Bai, a third-rate painter who only shows off his skills, is being promoted by people like you who don't understand the art." Li Tai said with a disdainful sneer.
"To use a woman as a metaphor, Ye Bai's style doesn't even deserve to be called a work of art."
Tebs maintained his gentlemanly and polite smile.
"The market trend won't change because of your dissatisfaction. There's a reason why Ye Bai's works are so famous. Besides, his works can be called unparalleled in the world. No one can replicate or imitate them. They will definitely leave a mark on literary history. Sir, if you are Ye Bai's colleague, I suggest you put away your sharpness for now."
pretty!
Some people secretly admired the foreign old man's eloquence.
Not only did it reveal Ye Bai's uniqueness, but it also satirized Li Tai's despicable behavior.
To put it bluntly, it's all driven by jealousy.
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