Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 69 69. The changed theme of the film festival (please follow up)

The weather after snow is usually pretty good. Chen Li'an was woken up by the dazzling sunshine outside the window at around seven in the morning.

Feeling the warmth and softness in the bed, Chen Li'an changed his position and continued to sleep while holding Cheng Meiren.

The film festival only started at nine o'clock, so I could still sleep for a while, but Chen Li'an's movements woke up the sleeping Cheng Meiren.

Cheng Meiren vaguely felt the warmth of Chen Li'an's palm, then opened her eyes and looked at Chen Li'an's sleeping face, and couldn't help but lower her head and rub his chin.

Then she curled up in Chen Lian's arms like a kitten and continued to sleep, but Chen Lian was woken up by her, and he couldn't sleep back in the cage.

The habit of getting up early to exercise should be maintained. Chen Li'an practiced the old eight palms skillfully. After a while, he flattened and rounded the enemy until he was limp and softly begging for mercy.

At around eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Li'an took a taxi to the National Art Museum of China alone. He saw a few acquaintances in the exhibition hall before he arrived.

Jiang Qingqing and Chen Zihan arrived, and Xu Jinglei was waiting for the exhibition hall to open. However, Chen Li'an did not go over to say hello, but walked towards Uncle Li and the others in the courtyard.

Uncle Qi has never been here for a few days since the film was unfolded. I don’t know what happened today but he came here with Uncle Li and the others.

"Master, why are you here?" This time Chen Li'an did not call him Uncle Qi just because there were outsiders. The old man had already smoked, so it was okay to call him master.

Uncle Qi knocked the nearly empty cigarette rod in his hand on the ground, and then said to Chen Li'an: "Nothing happened to you last night, right?"

"No, why do you ask that?" Chen Li'an asked a little strangely.

At this time, Uncle Li who was next to him immediately couldn't help but said: "A few gangsters came to our courtyard last night to cause trouble for you!"

Chen Li'an's expression immediately became serious, he looked at Uncle Li and asked, "Are you guys okay?"

"It's okay. I kicked him out. He came to my place with a dead rat in his pocket to show off." Uncle Qi said with an indifferent expression.

Chen Li'an's face twitched, his master was so strong, he was no match for him, and a few gangsters would only get beaten.

But the dead mice that Uncle Qi mentioned were really not a metaphor. Those gangsters last night really brought more than a dozen dead mice to disgust people.

After listening to Uncle Li's words, Chen Li'an was silent for a moment. Those dead rats were not used to disgust people. They were probably meant to warn him not to be ungrateful.

It seemed that this film festival really made those health care product companies angry. For a moment, Chen Li'an didn't know whether to thank the Beijing Daily for reporting it, or to worry that they had written too much and caused trouble.

However, Chen Li'an had expected all this, so he wasn't very surprised. He was just a little angry that these people didn't follow the rules.

Chen Li'an glanced around at the entrance of the exhibition hall and didn't find the man in the jacket yesterday. He had to hold back the anger in his heart, otherwise he would really have to slap him on the ground!

Uncle Qi looked at more and more people at the entrance of the exhibition hall, patted Chen Li'an on the arm and said: "You don't have to worry about the safety of the yard. Just do your thing well. If someone comes to trouble you, it means you are doing the right thing. Don't be afraid. My old bones can still help you block it."

Chen Li'an nodded silently, then looked at Uncle Li and the elderly people behind him, and asked directly: "Masters and aunts, you have heard what happened just now. Someone may come to trouble you about this matter. What are you still doing?" Do you want to continue performing here with me?"

"Xiao Chen, don't worry, we are all old bones, don't be afraid, I have also read the newspaper, what you are doing is a good thing, we will definitely support you!"

"We have received the money, how can we go back on our word? It will be seven days as promised!"

More than a dozen uncles and aunts expressed their opinions in a variety of ways, seemingly not worried at all about someone causing trouble. This surprised and surprised Chen Li'an.

People are naturally fearful of strength and do not want to cause trouble, but this group of old people can do it after knowing that there is danger. He also continued to accompany Chen Li'an to complete this film festival, which was really a great encouragement and support for Chen Li'an.

With inexplicable emotion and anger, Chen Li'an led the elderly people directly into the exhibition hall to start today's display without any more nonsense.

Jiang Qingqing and others, who had been secretly paying attention to Chen Li'an from a distance, looked at each other and walked in quickly.

Only the slightly older Xu Xu Jinglei vaguely heard a few words and stood there thoughtfully. It wasn't until Chen Zihan turned around to call her that she came back to her senses and followed in.

Chen Li'an and all the uncles and aunts, who were holding back their anger, were in particularly good condition today. The original themes of reflection and compassion in the work were completely washed away, leaving only anger and unwillingness.

In this way, the theme in the photo forms a strong contrast with the emotions of the characters in reality, making the audience in the exhibition hall feel a strong contradiction and impact.

Zhang Heng, who had been attending the exhibition for three consecutive days, was so surprised by the scene in front of him that he was speechless for a long time. Today he came here to complete a piece of performance art with Chen Li'an.

But after seeing this scene, Zhang Heng hesitated. He felt that his works were not enough and could not be compared with Chen Li'an's performance art.

Rongrong, who came with Zhang Heng, also fell silent. After a long time, he said, "Let's go back. Maybe we should think about our theme again."

Zhang Heng took a long breath and nodded, turned around and left with Rongrong.

In the corner of the exhibition hall, Jiang Qingqing and Chen Zihan looked at the photos and the old people. They didn't know how to express their feelings. They just felt a little sour in their hearts. The anger in the hearts of the old people seemed to remind them of their relatives.

This is a group of people who are very marginalized in the social group. They lack care and attention. Everyone seems unwilling to get close to the elderly, even their own relatives, and they are unwilling to sit down and listen to their nagging and longing for the past.

I just think about the colorful world outside and don't want to calm down and accompany them for a while.

Jiang Qingqing and Chen Zihan's original bad impression of Chen Li'an due to gossip seemed to have been diluted at this moment, and they both felt that Chen Li'an should be a very emotional and kind person.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have made such works, and I wouldn’t have paid attention to the elderly group that no one else cares about.

The future talented woman Xu Jinglei stood in the center of the exhibition hall, looking at Chen Li'an in the glass cabinet with admiration and thought in her eyes.

How did you come up with such an expression for such a work? I really want to have a good chat with him.

The most important thing is that Chen Li'an's appearance suits her very well. She likes these talented and handsome people. Of course, being talented is the most important thing!

The impact of performance art on people will not be as long-lasting as the impact of other works of art, but the impact it brings to people when watching it is very strong.

All the viewers in today's exhibition hall were infected by this atmosphere. They were extremely careful whether they were walking or talking, for fear that their actions would damage such a performance art.

Ji Fa, the art manager who had not yet signed a contract with Chen Li'an, originally came to sign the contract with him, but after seeing the scene in front of him, he hesitated for a while and then left.

My share ratio seems a bit high, and I should give Chen Li'an a little more. He is a born artist, and his name will definitely be resounding in the art world in the future!