Zhang Junping chatted with his master Yang Mingde for a while in the office. When the time was almost up, he followed his master downstairs and went to the school gate to meet the big shots in the art circle.
When he arrived at the school gate, he saw the old lady also coming out and standing at the school gate waiting for the guests. Zhang Junping hurriedly ran over and said, "Grandma Liu, why are you out too?"
"Today all the old friends are here. Old friends are here. I'll come out to pick them up..." The old lady smiled and patted Zhang Junping's hand kindly.
After saying a few words to the old lady, Zhang Junping went to say hello to Wu Zuoren and other school leaders.
No matter what, Wu Zuoren and other school leaders are busy with his affairs today.
No, even in spite of his busy schedule, he went to the school gate to greet the guests.
The big shots in the art circle didn't keep everyone waiting. It didn't take long before the big shots in the art circle arrived at CAFA one after another.
Artists in the 1980s, even big names in the art world, were very simple.
Everyone rode their bicycles to Central America.
The first one to arrive was Mr. Wang Shixiang, riding a semi-new but not old permanent bicycle.
Zhang Junping followed the school leaders, stepped forward to greet him, and shook hands with Wang Shixiang one by one to say hello.
Zhang Junping wanted to step forward to help Mr. Wang push his bicycle, but was snatched away by Cao Xiangkang from the student union.
Zhang Junping didn't argue with him either.
He doesn't need this kind of opportunity to show his face, so he should give it to his seniors.
"Zhang Xiaoyou, we meet again." Wang Shixiang took the initiative to reach out to Zhang Junping.
Zhang Junping quickly stepped forward and held Wang Shixiang's hand with both hands, "Mr. Wang, thank you for taking the time from your busy schedule to come and give me guidance."
"Haha, Xiaoyou Zhang! I've been waiting for you to exchange ideas with me about raising pigeons, but you didn't even wait for the first or second time." Wang Shixiang took Zhang Junping's hand and shook it vigorously, laughing loudly.
The last time when I followed the old lady to visit Wang Shixiang's house, Zhang Junping once said casually that he would ask Wang Shixiang for advice on raising pigeons when he had time.
It was just a polite word at first, but I didn't expect Mr. Wang Shixiang to still remember it.
"I've always wanted to go, but I'm just worried that Mr. Wang is busy with work and will waste your time."
"Hahaha! What am I busy with? I'm just busy. Anyone who knows me knows that my job is to play.
Playing with furniture, playing with pigeons, playing with birds, and playing with grasshoppers is all for fun. If someone is willing to play with me, it's too late for me to be happy." Wang Shixiang laughed.
Wang Shixiang is such a person, the number one gamer in Beijing. His lifelong hobby is just one word, playing.
However, playing is different from having fun. Some people play with things to lose their spirits, but Wang Shixiang's playing has revealed knowledge.
It can be said that Wang Shixiang's artistic achievements today are all due to play.
With the arrival of Wang Shixiang, other big guys also arrived one after another.
Some know each other, some don't, they have just heard each other's names.
No matter what, Zhang Junping could only follow and laugh.
Unless the boss takes the initiative to talk to him, or the two masters introduce him, he has no right to speak.
Fortunately, he knew a lot of big guys, and both masters were close friends, so they were very happy to support him.
If you know someone you know, you don't need to introduce him. The other person will take the initiative to say hello to him in the end.
If you don't know me, your master will introduce you.
This prevented Zhang Junping from becoming a tool like Senior Brother Cao and others.
"Zhang Xiaoyou, we meet again!" The chubby Qi Gong smiled and extended his hand to Zhang Junping.
"Mr. Qi Gong, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to come here..." Zhang Junping hurriedly stretched out his hands to hold Qi Gong's hand.
"Haha! Zhang Xiaoyou is so polite. You are the protagonist today, and all of us are here to appreciate your masterpiece.
I have always known that Zhang Xiaoyou’s painting skills are very good, and he has the tendency to outperform others.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoyou’s wood carving skills are so exquisite.
Congratulations, Lao Yang! You have gained a good apprentice, which is really enviable." Qi Gong's last words were to Yang Mingde.
"Brother Qi Gong, please stop praising him. If you praise him again, his tail will be raised." Yang Mingde said modestly, with a bright smile on his face.
Everyone chatted for a while at the school gate, and then they came to the small square after everyone had arrived.
"Amazing! Amazing!"
“Ingenious workmanship!”
“Ingeniously conceived and magnificently laid out.”
"A great intention!"
"Lao Yang, you were not at this level when you were thirty."
They were all invited by the college, and most of them were related to Yang Mingde and the old lady. Naturally, they all said nice and complimentary words.
"Who said that? This kid's level is about the same as when I was fifteen.
When I was eighteen years old, my wood carving skills could not be improved, so I changed my career and started studying calligraphy and painting." Naturally, Yang Mingde refused to admit that he was not as good as his apprentice when he was young.
"You just have to be tough! I don't know yet?" Dong Shouping curled his lips.
Dong Shouping is a famous contemporary Chinese painter and calligrapher.
Yang Mingde once studied painting with Dong Shouping, and he and Dong Shouping were both teachers and friends. They had been friends for decades, and they spoke naturally and casually.
I stayed in the small square for more than half an hour, appreciating Zhang Junping's giant wood carvings. I finally came to a conclusion and had a formal evaluation of Zhang Junping's giant wood carvings.
In the future, Zhang Junping's personal profile can be written that he created the giant wood sculpture "Morning in Wangfujing" in 1983, which was highly praised by a certain famous calligrapher, a certain famous painter, and a certain famous sculptor.
After admiring the giant wood carvings, the group came to the conference room.
At this time, nameplates have been placed on the conference table in the conference room, and a set of "Research on Ancient Furniture of the Ming and Qing Dynasties" series is placed on the table corresponding to each nameplate.
These books are prepared for the big guys coming today.
"The set of books in front of you is the work of my apprentice Zhang Junping. He studied thousands of pieces of Ming and Qing ancient furniture day and night before compiling a set of information about Ming and Qing ancient furniture.
Speaking of which, let me talk about Lao Wang. My apprentice studied ancient furniture of the Ming and Qing Dynasties and compiled some information. Originally, I asked him to help sort out the research materials compiled by my apprentice and jointly publish a book. This can be regarded as taking advantage of his personal experience.
Light, make a name for my disciple.
As a result, this old guy, Lao Wang, refused to let my apprentice take advantage of him.
I helped sort out the information and helped write the preface, but she refused to sign the book." The old lady pointed at Wang Shixiang and said in a way that seemed to be derogatory but actually praising him.
"You all are art and history experts, so please help me take a look at it to see if there are any loopholes in it.
Lao Wang, it’s not that I don’t believe you when I say this!
As the saying goes, if one person has limited skills, everyone can tell the difference. Let's work together to check the situation."
The old lady said it politely, but in fact everyone knew in their hearts that Central America invited them here today just to pave the way and carry the sedan chair for Zhang Junping.
Naturally, no one would really find fault, they would just praise and flatter me.