"You ......"

"Ahem, ahem, there's something going on in there, do I have to buy a new ticket?"

"No, no, you can come as many times as you want, please come in, do you need a cup of tea?"

"No, no, you can keep busy with yours. ”

Lu Yuan walked into the Yenching Central Art Museum again.

The atmosphere in the art museum is no different from Fang Cai, but there are more and more people on the second floor, and there seem to be more and more reporters.

Chen Guanxiong stood at the entrance of the aisle and looked at the people walking in below, his expression puzzled.

He remembered Lu Yuan's phone call just now.

He's right next to him?

Are you sure it's not a joke, is there such a coincidence?

I have to say that Lu Yuan's disguise this time is really good, even if Lu Yuan walked into the hall, Chen Guanxiong didn't notice it very much.

"Old man......"

After walking up to the second floor, Lu Yuan looked at the old man, who was still staring downward, and immediately shook his head and shouted.

"Huh?" The old man heard the familiar voice and looked back at the ****** Lu Yuan, who was dressed strangely, and then his expression suddenly stiffened: "Why are you dressed like this?"

"Ahem, ahem, it's not for disguise, old man, you know, after all, I'm a person who wants to keep a low profile. Lu Yuan scratched his head, this hat made him very uncomfortable to wear, making his scalp feel a little itchy.

But he couldn't help it, he had to wear this hat.

Camouflage.

"You...... You're really dressed up like this, even people who know you well may not be able to recognize you......" Chen Guanxiong shook his head.

"It's not for disguise. ”

"Since you're here, I'll take you to meet the painters and poets here, you are all literary and artistic people, and you should have a lot in common......

"No, I'll just keep a low profile and take a look......"

"Really?"

"Well, yes, I'll just take a look and learn by the way, to be honest, I don't know much about these curves, so I won't be elegant......" Lu Yuan smiled and lowered his head.

"Put away your modesty in front of me, forget it, since you want to disguise yourself, let you disguise. Chen Guanxiong shook his head angrily.

This person is still the same urine sex when they first met......

Fake modesty.

"Hmm. ”

Lu Yuan continued to smile, he inexplicably felt that he had an inexplicable sense of mystery.

At the same time, he felt that this sense of mystery did have a pretentious temperament.

When Chen Guanxiong and Lu Yuan returned to the hall on the second floor, everyone looked at Lu Yuan curiously, but they didn't ask much, they just thought it was someone like Chen Guanxiong's student.

Chen Xi frowned slightly, staring at Lu Yuan for dozens of seconds.

She had paid attention to this person just now, and now she felt that there seemed to be a familiar feeling in this person, but for a while she couldn't remember who he was.

She pondered slightly, could it be which disciple her grandfather brought out?

Of course, there are many things that you have been thinking about are useless, after all, even if it is a disciple, it has nothing to do with you, right?

Then she looked at the painting intently.

.................................

Lu Yuan saw Shen Chonghe's superb painting.

Lu Yuan instantly felt that his artistic cells had been edified, and he felt that there was a breath in his body that was rippling and replenishing, and that kind of literary and artistic breath came to his face, which made Lu Yuan get a great wash in an instant.

There are mountains, there are waters, there are birds, there are flowers......

Well, it's so good-looking!

Lu Yuan silently commented in his heart.

However, he only dared to evaluate in his heart, and if he said it, he would definitely laugh and be generous.

After all......

"This painting, it seems peaceful, but in fact it reveals a leisurely taste, you look at the sun, although the sun looks vague, but the artistic conception is full, I think this is Shen Lao revealed the ups and downs of the sea of painting for half a lifetime, and his heart has seen through the fame and fortune, and he only wants to find the last side of the quiet retreat...... According to this state of mind, I think it can be accompanied by a song "Returning to the Hidden Fu......"

"Brother Liu, no, I think what I see is another taste, although it seems to be ups and downs, but in fact, there is a trace of magnificence in this mountain, and you can't see the distance, that is the hometown Yuanwang, I think, this is a homesick painting...... I think it should be combined with "Nostalgia Fu" ......"

"Brother Zhang, I think this painting reveals a sense of melancholy......"

“......”

Since ancient times, Yanjing has many talents, and he looks at the vastness......

Lu Yuan looked at the three people who were surrounding him and really admired it! At the same time, he felt a feeling of feasting his eyes in his heart!

After the three of them commented, they all groaned, and they all raised their heads slightly under the eyes of everyone and the camera, showing a little gloomy in their eyes......

There is quite a sense of talented temperament of learning rich five cars!

Lu Yuan compared the stupid appearance of staying in front of the mirror with his hands behind his back, and suddenly felt embarrassed!

It's like heaven and earth!

Look for yourself!

Look at the people again!

I only know how to be a beautiful man quietly with my hands behind my back, but what about others?

People speak so antiquely, and there should be such a literary and artistic way to really comment on painting and poetry!

This is the real qualified pretending!

Learned, learned, learned!

Lu Yuan suddenly felt that his trip was indeed worthwhile.

After these three people said this, after commenting, Lu Yuan stared at the painting seriously, and he suddenly felt that what these people said was indeed a little interesting......

After the three geniuses finished reading the poems separately, they all glanced at each other.

Since ancient times, literati have been contemptuous, and at the same time, the three of them are the kind of proud sons of heaven who claim to be talented, so no one is convinced of anyone.

There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.

Several of the old men smiled, and they gave this opportunity to the younger ones.

These three young people are all good seedlings, and they may not be the backbone of all aspects of ancient poetry in the future.

Progress is only possible when there is dispute.

Really good literary and artistic works are born out of disputes and comparisons.

"The poem is good, but ...... It's all about something......"

Shen Chonghe glanced at the three talented men with appreciation, and then he looked at his painting again......

He shook his head and smiled faintly.

Their poems can't be said to be bad, and their artistic conception can't be said to be bad, but unfortunately they don't match their paintings, and they are missing something after all.

But he couldn't even describe that kind of thing.

He only knows what is right and what is not.

After Shen Chonghe said this, the three of them were disappointed, but they still glanced at each other.

It's still with a hint of taste compared to each other.

Then one after another, young talents came up and made their own poems on this painting, and some of the poems were even more implicit, but they were also quite good, so that several old people could not help but nod their heads......

Shen Chonghe still felt that this was not appropriate.

Yes!

Square peg.

"Shen Lao, do I think this poem is okay like this?" It is called "Autumn Mountain Viewing Screen", ......" At this time, Chen Xi pondered for a long time, and then looked at this painting under everyone's eyes, "Linnan half of the city is sharp, the smoke falls lonely to the xia, the sunset does not entertain guests, but the fairy ...... falls in the painting"

When Chen Xi read out this poem, the eyes of several young people next to her lit up, especially the talented man who was called Brother Zhang stood up: "This poem is good! It is full of charm, and it adds a bit of fairy spirit, faintly containing the fairy meaning of Shen Lao's retreat, among which the sunset and smoke seem to have a faint sense of loneliness, the first three sentences are all treated with poetry, and the last sentence is reversed in an instant! Senior sister is really a talented girl of Yan and deserves it!"

"Yes, it's really eye-catching, especially the artistic conception in that poem is really good, combining the fairy with the ethereal dust, forming a very vast and desolate temperament, but the last sentence is a free and easy, really rare masterpiece!"

"Yes, it's really good, it's really worthy of Chen Xi!"

“......”

Chen Xi's poems naturally attracted praise from many people, and many people interpreted the artistic conception and melody in Chen Xi's poem, and felt that this poem was full of pictures and made people sigh.

Several old men also nodded, compared with the previous three talents, Chen Xi's poem is indeed on a higher level.

Chen Xi didn't feel happy because of the sounds around her, she just looked at Shen Chonghe quietly.

Shen Chonghe repeated her poem twice, then nodded.

Just when Chen Xi felt that what she had written was recognized by Shen Chonghe, she saw Shen Chonghe and shook her head again.

"It's still a little bit ......" Shen Chonghe looked at everyone, his eyes slightly disappointed.

The poetry of these people is not bad.

He also felt that it was not bad.

It's a pity that the painting was painted by himself, and if it was still a painting with a little bit of taste, he would not have been able to mention it.

Chen Xi was a little disappointed.

However, this disappointment only lasted for a moment, after all, she also knew that writing poetry did not happen overnight.

Some inspiration and some talent are really rare.

"That's it, Brother Shen, it's lunch time soon, let's go eat first, let's take our time with this poem in the future......"

"Well, that's right, it's true that I'm in a hurry, after all, poetry and articles are just as natural, and they are ...... by chance" Shen Chonghe was inevitably a little disappointed.

Now the ink on this painting is not completely dry.

If the ink does not dry up the poem, then the painting itself does not have any flaws, but if it is a later painting, the layering of the painting is still somewhat flawed, and it is not as perfect as imagined.

That's the gap!

"Or else...... Let's solicit this poem from the Internet, after all, there are quite a few literati on the Internet, and many of them are talented...... I remember that there was a Lu Yuan before...... Lu Yuan is also good...... Kind of interesting......"

"Lu Yuan, is that the big star?"

"yes!"

"Forget it, he's probably addicted to his movies in the entertainment industry now, and I really don't think he's better than us......"

"You can't say that, Lu Yuan is also a little talented among the younger generation......

"He is indeed talented in other aspects, but poetry is different, although he has written poetry, but I think it is still a little bit of taste, who can guarantee that he is better than the three talents of our Yan University?"

"Yes, and he's not a ...... of poetry."

"Well, that's right......

When someone suggested finding a poet online, everyone started talking.

I don't know who mentioned Lu Yuan, and then a group of young people began to discuss this topic.

The reporters who were filming next to them were a little excited when they heard this.

Lu Yuan?

Lu Yuan is a topic of conversation!

But at this time......

"Xiao Lu, you haven't written poetry yet...... After looking at the painting for so long, you don't want to try a poem......?

Chen Guanxiong suddenly showed a smile and pushed Lu Yuan.

“......”

Lu Yuan was suddenly a little dazed when he was pushed like this.

At this moment, the people who had been discussing suddenly fell silent and stared at him.

“？？？？”

“......”

“？？？”

Lu Yuan looked at Chen Guanxiong, and then was dumbfounded.

Nima!

What are you doing pushing me out at this time......

This......

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