Chapter 308

How can an artist be a person who doesn't know what art is?

What is art?

What postmodernism, what pattern, what irony, what expressiveness

These inexplicable and deep-seated words make Lu Yuan's brain shell ache.

What's more, the person in charge of the commentary is trying his best to praise Lu Yuan's words. After listening to Lu Yuan's embarrassment, he has committed cancer.

At this moment, he was really convinced that he was in the wrong place.

The aesthetics shown in the art exhibition are very compelling and deep-seated, but what Lu Yuan needs to prove is not that. What he needs to prove is actually very shallow.

It's the simple beauty and ugliness.

Of course, Lu Yuan did not leave the place immediately, nor did he refute on the spot whether the photo and the signature really meant it. Although there were many art paintings and photos that Lu Yuan didn't know how to appreciate, there were a few pictures that Lu Yuan thought were more beautiful, such as those western oil paintings on the second floor that were open to men and women working and farming

Lu Yuan found it attractive

Art.

It's a pity that few people watch.

In addition to this pair, there is the last row of half wrapped gauze skirt, the towering peaks of the "goddess of autumn" oil painting is also very good.

This gives Lu Yuan a sense of freedom.

Are some of the island's fierce fighting films considered art?

Looking at it, Lu Yuan's mind suddenly appeared such an inexplicable idea.

As soon as the idea was raised, Lu Yuan was puzzled by the pictures of the University goddess that he had seen last night

Although I may be a little bit blind in appearance, it's really interesting to just look at the figure.

It's like a fight with the goddess of autumn?

Especially

Pooh!

How can I think of such a mess in such a serious place!

I am a serious man!

Nima!

After a long time of self-criticism, Lu Yuan finally suppressed the miscellaneous ideas in his mind, and then went to the other side of the traditional Chinese painting area.

Eh?

Why are so many people around the traditional Chinese painting area carrying cameras to take pictures and take pictures?

And so quiet?

Lu Yuan looked at the hall in front of him. He was surrounded by a few tables. When he was silent, he walked towards the hall with some curiosity.

After all, Lu Yuan was bored in the art exhibition, so he went to have a look.

However, when he went to the edge, he found that there were so many people here that he couldn't make it

He asked a young man, who had no idea.

"Well, what's going on here?"

"Hush, keep your voice down. Shen Chonghe, the master of Chinese painting, is painting on the spot..."

"Well, painting on the spot Shen Chonghe, a master of Chinese painting Lu Yuan was very strange when he heard this.

Since he came to this world, he has been wandering in the entertainment industry. He knows little about the masters of Chinese painting. He has no idea who Shen Chonghe is.

"Yes, this is Shen Chonghe's final work. We are really blessed to witness the birth of Jue Hua!" Board cuntou young man sighed a word, and then continued to gather together the crowd in the gap to see a look of interest.

There were so many people that Lu Yuan couldn't squeeze in and couldn't find a suitable place to get in.

He could only smell the faint smell of ink rising around him.

He shook his head and turned away regretfully.

If he was a fan of traditional Chinese painting, he would be as desperate as this young man to squeeze in and see the birth of this so-called unique painting

Unfortunately, he is not, this thing can see the eye addiction, long knowledge is good, but it doesn't matter if you can't see it.

Just after Lu Yuan had gone a few steps, there was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and then Lu Yuan saw a group of people coming

Yeah?

After seeing these people, Lu Yuan was a little stunned.

Old man Chen Guanxiong?

Professor Liu?

And the girl in a long dress with a quiet face

What's the name of this man?

By the way!

Chen Xi?

There are also Dao Yuting and a group of young talents in the Poetry Society behind?

Why are they here?

Lu Yuan subconsciously gave way to his position

Chen Xi looked at Lu Yuan as she passed by. Her eyes were slightly strange.

Why is this man standing here alone?

Of course, she just took a look and followed Chen Guanxiong into the hall.

After Chen Guanxiong and others arrived at the scene, all the people who had been around them unconsciously stepped aside and took the initiative to give up a way"Yes! ha-ha! Guan Xiong, are you here? Come on, have a drink

"Brother Chonghe, what's up?"

"Ha ha, I have integrated my spirit and understanding in the past few years into this painting..."

"Very good, very good. It seems that brother Chonghe is going to leave a painting handed down again. Ha ha, but I'm sorry..."

"Sorry for what?"

"It's a pity that I'm late. If I could arrive an hour earlier, I would have seen the fairies painted by brother Chonghe."

"Not too late, not too late Come on, let's have a drink first

"Well, come on!"

"Brother Ma and brother Liu, don't patronize the paintings. Come on, have a drink and talk about spring and autumn after drinking it!"

"Good!"

After hearing the sound, Lu Yuan looked up and saw through the crowd an old man with white hair and hair holding a brush in one hand and a glass of wine in the other. The whole person looked free and easy.

It's a sense of pleasure to finish a work.

Chen Guanxiong and other old people also picked up the glass and poured a small glass of wine to drink. At the same time, he sighed a good wine.

It's normal to drink a little wine when you are excited.

The wine seemed to make these old people very happy, just like a picture of

the reporters carrying the camera were very excited to take this scene. They knew that this photo might become a collection photo in many years

Shen Chonghe's last work!

This must be very precious!

The last work of many masters is not only valuable, but also has been handed down through the ages

It is an honor to stand in this kind of history and watch the beginning and end of this moment.

Several old people drink wine and then stare at the painting.

Nature is a burst of praise, a surprise.

"Today, I asked my brothers to come here for one thing. I want to match this painting with a poem All brothers are the researchers of ancient poetry in the Chinese poetry world today Can you help me with a poem? " Shen Chonghe was drunk, but he looked at the people with a bright smile on his face.

"This poem is not easy to mention." Professor Liu looked at the painting, but shook his head when appreciating it. "I'll forget it. Let me have a few modern prose poems. But if I mention an ancient poem, it's really funny..."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone laughed.

Lu Yuan stood there looking at these people, and then there was a little entanglement

It's hard to say hello to acquaintances, but isn't it exposed when you say hello?

How embarrassing it is.

And that's not what I came here for today, right?

After struggling for a while, Lu Yuan turned around and walked down the second floor to the first floor.

In the easternmost corner of the first floor, there are still a group of people nodding and commenting around their cigar smoking photos. Occasionally, they can send out bursts of emotion and embarrassing praise.

Lu Yuan has goose bumps all over his body

He stopped for a moment with a wry smile, and then walked towards the entrance to the gallery.

"You Are you gone? "

"Well, yes..."

"Well, I still think I'd like to invite you to dinner... "

"Have a chance next time."

"Oh, good..."

The long legged check-in girl felt a little sorry, but she didn't know what to say

After all

She is really unfamiliar with Lu Yuan.

After leaving the art gallery, Lu Yuan took a look at the next door venue of the Porsche Auto Show

Although the auto show has not yet started, it seems that

Have these models arrived?

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"Splashing ink The stone tablet rises, a bit entangled, a bit immortal Brother Shen, your painting is really full of artistic conception and flavor, but I can't write corresponding poems for a while Although there is a little poetic in my mind, it is not worthy of this painting. "

"Yes, brother Shen, so am I!"

"Poetry is not a matter of a day and night. It needs to be understood a lot. Brother Shen, if not, I'd like to go up to the cold steps..."

"Brother Shen, what do you think of my song?"

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Looking at the painting, the old people smile one after another, but after a little meditation, they shake their heads. They can write poems, but at this critical time, you must have a poem that can be integrated into the painting.

However, the creation of poetry really is not a matter of a day and night, even if the talented people, also need time.

Some of them chanted a few poems, but after that, they felt that the taste was not right, so they shook their heads and gave up.

"Young friends, don't be idle and brainstorm together I know you are all brilliant people. " Shen Chonghe looked at the younger generation with a smile.A few young people naturally have a feeling of eager to try.

Chen Guanxiong is very good at composing music, but if he is allowed to write poetry, he can't write it at all, and it's classical poetry

Classical poetry itself needs certain details

His background is a little poor.

After hearing Shen Chonghe's words, he thought of Lu Yuan.

The brilliant young man himself seems to have been out of touch with him for some time.

I don't know how he's been.

So, Chen Guanxiong took advantage of the bathroom to call Luyuan company

Usually, the company's phone calls are usually picked up by Lu Yuan, but this time it's Lu Yuan's agent Wu Tingting.

Wu Tingting tells Chen Guanxiong that Lu Yuan is not in the company, but Chen Guanxiong's eyes brighten when he comes to Yanjing.

Lu Yuan has come to Yanjing?

Although Wu Tingting did not say what Lu Yuan was doing, Chen Guanxiong was really surprised.

He plans to have a drink with Lu Yuan after the business is over, and then talk about the creation of music

Hesitated for a moment, he called Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's phone is just like that bird. It has been turned off for thousands of years

He had called several times before, so when he first thought of Luyuan, he called Luyuan company.

But this time this guy seems to be picking up fast?

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"Hello? Mr. Chen... "

"I'm in Yanjing Central Art Museum..."

"I know..."

"You know?"

"Well That's right. "

"Where are you?"

"I'm right next to you..."

"By the side?" Chen Guanxiong looked around.

"Cough, cough, I'm outside the Central Art Gallery..."

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"Well, I'm sorry I didn't say hello to you just now I just thought this occasion was not suitable... "

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