Chapter 223 Performance Art Appears in Central America
As soon as I walked into the CAFA campus, I saw a lot of people surrounding the school entrance.
Zhang Junping casually grabbed a passing student and said, "Junior, what's going on over there?"
"Ah?! Hello, Senior Zhang, when did you come back?" The student pulled by Zhang Junping was stunned, saw the person pulling him clearly, and said hello quickly.
Zhang Junping is now a big celebrity in school. Although he rarely participates in school group activities, it does not prevent him from becoming a legend in the school.
The Central American Dream Factory has created a huge momentum, and basically all the students of Central American have benefited from it.
A few years ago, Zhang Junping won the gold medal in the Jiguge Young Painters Exhibition, overcoming many young painters who had already graduated and started working and were somewhat famous, bringing glory to the school.
His works are now in the school's collection.
Therefore, there are not many people who don’t know Zhang Junping.
"We just arrived, what's going on over there?" Zhang Junping nodded with a smile and asked again.
"They are students from the UK who are visiting for exchange. They are doing some kind of performance art."
The bad street performance art of later generations was definitely a huge impact on the spiritual world of college students of this era.
A window was opened for them.
For the first time, students from CAFA learned that art can be played in this way.
This also triggered a great debate in artistic thought.
The art world is also inevitably affected by the literary trends of the new era, and a large number of artistic works similar to "scar literature" have been produced.
Slogans such as "Chinese painting is dead and oil painting is the only one to be respected" were shouted openly and openly.
But all this has nothing to do with Zhang Junping, and the disputes in the school have nothing to do with him. He will not judge or participate.
Saying goodbye to my junior brother, I came to Master Yang Mingde's office.
First he knocked lightly on the door, then twice more.
"Come in!" Master's deep and majestic voice came from inside.
"Master, what are you busy with? I see you are getting better and better, and you are several years younger." Zhang Junping opened the door and said hello with a smile.
"You brat, do you still remember that you have a master? Go outside and hang out. I haven't seen you in this month." Seeing Zhang Junping, Yang Mingde took off his reading glasses and cursed with a smile.
"Isn't this just to complete the task assigned by Master?"
"Come on, I've assigned you a task? That's your job, don't push it on me."
"Then they only gave me the job because of your face. Otherwise, who would know me!"
Although what Zhang Junping said was false, Yang Mingde was still very happy because his apprentice's name was now out of the circle.
If you have a disciple like this, what else can you ask for?
"Don't give me that playful smile. Your boy's wings are strong now. I, the master, am the last one to know about the achievements you have made outside." Yang Mingde shook his head with a sad face.
"Master, what you said is a bit unclear. How dare I hide anything from you?" Zhang Junping cried and cried with grievance on his face.
"The picture of the Twelve Golden Hairpin Ladies you painted in "Dream of Red Mansions" was praised. Shen Congwen and Wu Shichang, the three red school masters, rushed to collect it. I, the master, actually found out about it from other people's mouths." Yang Mingde cursed, with a look on his face.
But he couldn't hide his smile.
Zhang Junping also knew that the master did not really blame him, but was just teasing him.
After the master and apprentice chatted for a while, Yang Mingde asked Zhang Junping the reason for his visit.
"What are you doing here this time?"
"Master, the work I mentioned last time has been completed. Please take a look and give me some advice."
"Oh? Finished? Then bring it over and I'll ask a few old guys from the school to comment on it for you." Yang Mingde smiled happily.
"Master, this work of mine is a bit big and is inconvenient to transport. I need you to move it in person..." Zhang Junping touched his head in embarrassment and smiled.
"How big is it?" Yang Mingde asked with a smile without caring.
"It's just a little bigger than your office!" Zhang Junping gestured.
"Good boy, you are so bored that you created such a big work. Come on, let me go and have a look with you. As for those old guys, let's stop calling..."
Yang Mingde was shocked by Zhang Junping's words. He never expected that Zhang Junping would produce such a big work.
You know, as far as works of art are concerned, the most difficult thing to do is to make it extremely big or extremely small.
It is precisely because of this that Yang Mingde is not prepared to ask outsiders to follow him. If there are any flaws in the completed work, he should just know it himself, and there is no need for outsiders to laugh at him.
Unfortunately, his plan failed. Before he finished speaking, two people pushed the door open and came in.
"Why don't you stop barking?"
"Lao Yang, I heard you. Why don't you call us if you have any good intentions?"
"Hello, Mr. Wu, hello, Mr. Tian!" Zhang Junping said hello politely.
The people who came were none other than Wu Zuoren and Tian Shiguang.
"Xiao Zhang is back? You have done quite well recently. I heard several old friends praise you!" Wu Zuoren smiled and nodded at Zhang Junping and praised him.
"Young man is just messing around. He doesn't deserve Mr. Wu's praise."
"Hahaha! Xiao Zhang, don't be humble. Qi Gong doesn't praise others casually. He has lifted you to the sky. Work hard. If you have any difficulties, you can ask the school. We old guys will do our best.
Help you!" Wu Zuoren reached out and patted Zhang Junping's shoulder affectionately.
Now that Wu Zuoren has fulfilled his wish and served as the dean of CAFA, his words carry a lot of weight.
"Thank you Mr. Wu. Students will never forget that any small achievements they achieve outside are inseparable from the support of the school! The school is our solid backer."
"Hahaha! That's right. Remember, the school is your support at all times!" Wu Zuoren was very happy with Zhang Junping's words, laughed and patted him on the shoulder again.
Wu Zuoren acted like this, which naturally meant to win over people's hearts.
Although he has served as the dean of CAFA, it is undeniable that he is the dean with the lowest prestige since the founding of CAFA.
He needs the support of Yang Mingde and the old lady behind Zhang Junping.
In addition, Zhang Junping is indeed outstanding, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is a representative of the new generation in the 1980s. Central Academy of Fine Arts' appearance.
Therefore, Wu Zuoren was very kind to Zhang Junping and did not have the airs of a dean at all.
"This guy brought out a big guy, and I originally wanted to go and see it first.
Now, since you two are here, let’s go and have a look together!” Yang Mingde said.
"Big guy? How big is it?" Wu Zuoren asked with interest.
"It's said to be bigger than my office."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go see Xiao Zhang's new works." Wu Zuoren urged.
A group of four people rode bicycles to the furniture factory in Liulichang.