"That's a lot of people!"

Zheng Xiaolu never expected that the place where the exhibition would be held was so grand and bright, and he also didn't expect that it would be crowded, not like an art exhibition with high and low prices, but like a large playground, if it wasn't for the lack of tickets, I'm afraid I would have to queue up.

Even so, I had to slow down when I entered the door.

The senior who accompanied her was still interested in this exhibition, he also learned to paint when he was a child, but he didn't stick to it later, maybe because some people said that oil painting was bald.

The senior with thick hair was full of appreciation when he saw Zheng Xiaolu, but he didn't expect that the girl who usually looks delicate was dressed up, and she was still very beautiful.

"Chinese people, isn't it all like this, I always have to come and see it for free, that is, on the first day, it is said that the second day will be charged, and I won't enter it casually like this again. ”

The senior checked the information of the exhibition before he came, and this exhibition was displayed for ten days, compared to the display time of most art exhibitions in one month, this time is really very short, and it is no wonder that some people who act fast are crowded to see today.

These people, perhaps mixed with some well-known painters, will quickly give these paintings commercial value and collectible value, and at that time, maybe the exhibition will be more popular.

After stepping into the exhibition hall and looking at some of the paintings on the wall, there are already well-known painters resting in the back, and medical staff are helping them to alleviate their physical discomfort.

"Alas, I'm old, I can't see such paintings now, my heart doesn't beat like my own, this old arm and old leg, I can't stand such a fright. ”

Art is a difficult thing to say, the same painting, some people may be able to see the flow of water, but some people can see the sea and rivers, bring people the feeling, many are inexplicable, the most important is the first impression, see the first sight of the painting, will be firmly in the heart.

"Isn't it, I've always felt young, but I didn't expect to be old this time. ”

There were several painters sitting in the background, accompanied by a medical staff who was taking their blood pressure, and someone was preparing various first-aid medicines.

There is also a back door to the exhibition, so if necessary, you can leave quickly through the back door.

This kind of configuration of the exhibition hall is Wang Heren according to the highest standards to find, including Xu Yuan's assistant to help, the tall configuration at this time seems to be prescient, that is, those medical personnel, also secretly sighed in their hearts, they only thought that they were to prevent crowds and stampedes and other accidents, but they didn't expect the first service to be in front of them.

The person in charge of the exhibition was also from Xu Yuan, and he asked several painters what they thought of the paintings.

"Painting, it's a good painting, but ordinary people may not be able to bear it, you guys have already calculated it, is the ambulance waiting at the back door?"

An old painter laughed and teased, they knew that Shang Nan was Xu Yuan's son, and they didn't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, and they had long been ready not to offend people by saying ugly things, but they really saw the unknown Shang Nan painting such an amazing painting, and they were still a little emotional, a painting that could give people such a creepy look...

"There is artistic value, this style is also very unique, and the sense of horror that touches people's hearts really makes people worry about his mental state. ”

Successful artists are always associated with madness, and relevant research has also shown that about 40% of artists and painters suffer from mild mental illness, nearly half of the proportion, which is enough to show that most art is crazy.

A normal scene may be normal in the eyes of many people, but in the eyes of those painters, it is probably a product of distortion and deformation, full of some practical meaning, and it is the value of the painting to integrate such things with inner feelings in a painting.

Sometimes, you can see the inner life of the painter from a painting.

If his heart is black, crazy and destructive, then his paintings may also have such colors that make anyone who sees them feel that uncomfortable sense of oppression.

Nearly 100 paintings, in chronological order from the outside to the inside, can see the growth trajectory of a painter, and you can also see how his heart has undergone changes.

"I'm getting better, let's keep walking, aren't there still some unfinished paintings? ”

A painter who had managed to recover his heartbeat said this, and was the first to stand up.

For art, they are like cats that see fish, and they are reluctant to let go.

The person in charge couldn't cry or laugh, these people were easy to invite, there was the president of a famous art academy, the president of a painting association, and there were more nationally renowned painters, from these names, you can know that their level is not low, and the same is not low, and the age, if something happens to these people here, it is really difficult to explain, it seems that an ambulance is really going to be prepared.

The painters rushed to the front of the crowd to see the last painting, which was no bigger than the others, hanging independently on a wall, and the painting with a gold border on the dark red wall was particularly conspicuous, which also made people feel suffocated.

The medical staff who followed them quickly supported a painter with his hands, and there were soft sofa seats on both sides of the gallery, and they were busy helping people to the chairs.

The person in charge is a little in a hurry, can you still faint when you look at the painting?

The painter gasped and closed his eyes, but the painting seemed to be still in the dark, it was the deepest black in the heart, the blood was as rich as ink, and what was even more maddening was the scene between black and red.

An ordinary street scene, a European-style street scene, if you change the background color, change the color of several buildings, it may also be a sunny and good scenery, but in this painting, every black place seems to condense a pair of eyes, staring at the people outside the painting.

In the darkness, there seemed to be countless eyes staring silently in the doors and windows that could not be seen clearly.

Is it a person looking at a painting?

No, it's a painting looking at people.

"Quick, find some other patterns, let me look slowly. ”

The painter actively saved himself, like a drowning man calling for driftwood, he was followed by his students, and the students hurriedly took out their mobile phones and put a picture, uh, a picture of a beautiful woman, a beautiful woman in a bikini with a convex and backward appearance, and a charming smile - the painter felt a little better after reading it, and he didn't see what it was at first glance, but that sunny color scheme really made people feel better, and then found out what they were looking at, their faces were black, no wonder the students were not motivated recently, and they all watched these!

Noticing that the painter's face was not good, the student realized what kind of picture he had put out in a hurry, and he wailed in his heart, as if he could already foresee the dark clouds covering the top for a period of time.

The other painters are also a little uncomfortable, not as serious as this one, but looking at each other, they all have an inexplicable feeling, good painting, really good painting, but you can't look at it for a long time, it looks like people are going to fall into the painting, become one of the eyes, that is the fear that the devil is watching.

"Is this necessary?"

The person in charge heard such a request for the first time, and thought about the situation of several painters, and had to admit that it seemed really necessary.

Several painters who left through the back door and got into their car did not go to the planned dinner in the first place, and rushed to the hospital together.

In the exhibition hall, finally ushered in the most lively time, all the people entered the venue, because of the strong publicity, many people who did not pay attention to art also came, everyone went inside, thinking of looking at the paintings, but soon found that these paintings seemed to have a strange charm.

"Is this the Dark Wind?"

Zheng Xiaolu frowned slightly, she didn't expect it to be such a style of painting, it made people feel very uncomfortable when they saw it.

The senior didn't study for a few years when he was a child, and he couldn't say anything too professional, so when he heard Zheng Xiaolu say this, he echoed with a smile: "Probably, it may be the latest popularity, it's quite unique." ”

If you love to watch horror movies, you will probably feel that any painting can be seen as a horror movie, not to mention that there is no sense of disobedience, and the horror that goes straight to the bottom of your heart is really exciting.

Those who don't understand half-understand and don't understand all follow in, but their steps are getting slower and slower, and the fear that has accumulated in their hearts unconsciously makes them stagnate.

You can't take pictures casually during the exhibition, and some media reporters who have obtained permission have forgotten to raise their cameras, but those who have followed the live broadcast, and their hearts are furious while walking inside, is this going to hell?

The dark red seems to be a little tall against the background wall, but because of the eerie paintings hanging on it, this corridor seems to lead to some unknowable depths of the intestinal wall, which makes people think about it but don't know what they think of, maybe they are lambs sent to hell's mouth?

Outside the screen, when Shang Nan looked at these, he felt different, for this exhibition, he really worked hard, adding some color to the original owner's paintings, making the gloom even thicker, and the paintings with infectious power should be famous enough.

Compared to the fire in the plot, such a "fire" seems to be more interesting.

He is in such pain, how can you not feel it, let the horror hit the heart, let the fear sink deep in the heart, repeat in the nightmare, and feel the unique charm of these paintings.

Ha, don't worry, it's just a nightmare for a few days at most, and you can't sleep well.

You're getting worse and worse. The system has already seen Shang Nan's sinister intentions, this is his own discomfort, so let others follow him uncomfortable!

[Alas, I just want everyone to empathize with the psychological state of the patient, but it is difficult to be immersive, I just gave them a chance to be more compassionate in the future, and understand how to be considerate of others, so that the society will be better...]

Influencing others indiscriminately is not revenge on society!

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