As soon as the wedding banquet was over, Wu Xi and his family saw Bian Rui and a few people when they were sending off guests, and said with a smile: "Don't leave first, wait until you go to the house to sit down, don't dislike the small place, it can be regarded as recognizing the road, and come over to play when you have time."

Now the wedding is generally provided by the hotel to the newlyweds for a night, but many young couples are using this new room to make a fuss, that is, to let the guests make a hole room or something, the wedding is over, or go back to their new home to rest. For example, Wu Xi and Zheng Guangping are like this. That's why we invite people to their new homes.

Bian Rui didn't care, so he nodded and agreed, and Zhou Zheng naturally didn't have anything. Everyone was wondering what Hu Shuo's reaction was.

"Okay, then let's go and see, you two haven't been to our family before, don't you tomorrow, get together at our house at noon tomorrow, and let my wife show you a hand when the time comes." Really, if you talk about cooking among our circle of friends, except for Bian Rui, my wife swept you scumbags," Hu Shuo said with a smile.

Hu Shuo's voice was very hearty, and his expression was also very natural, Wu Xi looked at Hu Shuo for a while and smiled: "That's not good, we still have a lot of relatives here, they have to go back tomorrow, we can't run around, or this weekend, just go to the door and see your big house."

"Okay, when the two of us sweep the couch and wait?" Hu Shuo said with a smile.

"No problem!" replied Wu Xi.

The two chatted for a few more words, and suddenly Wu Xi took two steps and hugged Hu Shuo first: "Thank you two for coming, let's put everything down, we will still be good friends in the future!"

Not only Hu Shuo, everyone present was stunned by Wu Xi's action, but everyone smiled when they heard Wu Xi's words.

When Wu Xi hugged Bian Rui, Wu Xi said, "Thank you for your participation!"

Bian Rui smiled and joked: "If one day you think Lao Zheng is not good, I still have ginseng over there, but it is not as big as before."

Hahahaha!

The surrounding Hu Shuo and the people were all happy when they heard it.

"A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth," Wu Xi scolded Bian Rui with a smile.

Soon another guest came out, and it seemed that it was still the leader of Zheng Guangping, so Bian Rui and the others let go to the side, and the brothers chatted while waiting for Wu Xi to finish the matter.

Twenty minutes later, everyone went to Wu Xi's new home in several cars, and when they arrived at the new home, it was already more than twelve o'clock.

Wu Xi's new home naturally can't be compared with other people's homes, not to mention Bian Rui's small courtyard, let's just say that Hu Shuo's villa is five or six big in her house. But you can't say anything like that, even if it's a friend, there should be a boundary.

Wu Xi's home is very refreshing, except for the furniture sent by Bian Rui, there is almost nothing, to the wall is full of photos of different sizes, all of which are Wu Xi and Zheng Guangping, and it is not a deliberate pose, but some silhouettes of life, there are Zheng Guangping cooking, there are Wu Xi choosing vegetables, in short, it is the life of the little couple, although it looks bland, but under the fine taste is full of happiness, the happiness between an ordinary young couple.

Bian Rui and the others almost all stood by this wall and looked at it carefully.

"What's the matter, you guys, are so concerned about our lives?" The tea that Wu Xi brought to everyone was divided into several types according to their preferences, including cola, tea and coffee.

Hu Shuo's wife also started to work at this time, and she was busy with Wu Xi, and she put down her face, but who guessed it in her heart, but it was okay to have this, and the two became friends at least on the surface.

At this time, Zhou Zheng, who knelt on the sofa and came to the wall to admire, joked: "You still know that we are the masters, and we are the masters who observe life in this way, and then take your money into our own pockets."

"Get out of here, that's you, I'm a good person who cares about the suffering of the working people in my heart for the motherland," Bian Rui said jokingly.

Wu Xi smiled and said: "By the way, Bian Rui, my husband thinks that there is still a four-screen missing on the wall of our house, it is better to be more elegant, or I will trouble you to get a group of four screens at once, Meilan Zhuju or something, you look at it?"

Bian Rui said: "Otherwise, I'll find you something good, it's a small master's work, to be honest, my own things don't mean much, they are all pro, and there is no room for appreciation in the future, there are a few new painters in our music village over there, and there is a very good level of painting Chinese painting, so it's no problem for me to ask for a few pairs for you."

"No, it's just yours, our family is not suitable for hanging famous works, and your paintings are meaningful to us," Wu Xi said.

When Bian Rui heard this, he replied: "Naturally, there is no problem, and I seem to have painted this thing you said before, go home and look for it, if you have it, I will frame it for you and send it over, if not, then I will paint four more paintings for you."

"That's a great thank you," Zheng Guangping said in thanks.

At this time, Zhou Zheng suddenly interjected and asked, "You said that person is very promising?"

Bian Rui nodded: "Well, it's hard to find a painter who will be really innovative now, the predecessors are so strong that the people behind them feel a little nowhere to go, but this one is a little bit innovative, I am quite optimistic."

"Is there a sign, is there a gallery, is there a sponsor?" Zhou Zheng asked.

Hu Shuo asked at this time, "Are you interested in this again?"

"I told you that I am engaged in cultural undertakings, and you have never listened to your feelings countless times?" Zhou Zheng glared at Hu Shuo, but when he saw that Hu Shuo looked up at the sky, he had to say angrily: "I repeat, I am engaged in cultural undertakings, and this calligraphy and painting naturally can't run."

Bian Rui didn't have time to listen to these two things in vain, so he thought about it for a while and found that he really didn't ask about this aspect, so he said: "If you really want to ask, then I'll call tomorrow morning to help you ask." But I don't think so, because if there were, this guy wouldn't have been picking and instigating his life, running from one house to another all day. I saw that the painting was good, and I bought more than a dozen of his landscape figures, and gave him more than 10,000 yuan, which was spent by this old boy in less than half a month."

Artists have a little quirk.,Most of them are pretended.,The level is not up to but the artist's style is full.,A small part of it is true.,More than half of this vast part is actually stupid.,There's no talent but toss yourself half-crazy.,And a very small part of them are really talented.,Of which less than one-third of them are discerned.。

The reason for this is the limitation of the level of appreciation, most people do not reach that level of appreciation, just like Van Gogh, who lived a hard life, that is, people's aesthetics did not keep up at that time.

Those who become famous in the world, that is, those who live to become masters, cannot be said to be all of them, and the vast majority of them are mixed up and hyped up by galleries, especially in the environment of speculation in China, the painter's paintings are really a race to a sky-high price, and the works of young painters in their thirties and forties surpass Monet, Matisse, Zheng Banqiao and other artists who have been proven by history, which is a bit too ridiculous.

"That's okay, you can remember tomorrow," Zhou Zhengdao said.

Hu Shuo asked again: "Why did you start the calligraphy and painting business again? Are you planning to start a big literary group?"

Zhou Zhengdao: "I'm engaged in culture now, Bian Rui, if you have the opportunity, you will have a recital here!

"Don't do it, you better find someone else," Bian Rui refused directly.

Wu Xi said: "Bian is not short of money, or you can find me, I used to study violin for two years, give me a special show."

"Go coolly, holding a special show for you is not only a loss of money but also a loss of reputation, who will do the things that don't make money, you honestly serve Lao Zheng at home, think about those who don't have it" Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

Wu Xi looked at Bian Rui curiously at this time: "Are you at the level where you can hold a recital?"

"Do you think my stick for more than ten years was for nothing?" Bian Rui replied angrily.

At this time, Hu Shuo's daughter-in-law opened her mouth and asked, "Is it particularly hard to learn the piano?"

Bian Rui said: "That's natural, in fact, no matter what industry you want to get ahead, you have to knock out your teeth and swallow it in your mouth, those who say what happiness education or something is nonsense, any person when you make a thing quite a career, that thing will lose its fun, such as practicing, a song once or twice you may feel fresh, but play a hundred times, is this freshness still there? a thousand times? When you reach 10,000 times, you may vomit, but when you play it 20,000 times, the skill changes from the line to the heart, and the primitive happiness comes back all of a sudden, this is a process, during which your mind is honed, without this process, it is difficult for a person to reach the apex of an industry, and if you want to become the top group of people, hard work is not enough, talent is the decisive factor."

Hu Shuo said to his daughter-in-law at this time: "Why do you ask so much, when our children grow up and want to learn the piano, throw it directly to him, and scold Bian Rui if they don't learn well, if they don't learn well, they will learn well, and we both have good lives, you see that people say that talent is the most important thing! Besides, godfathers are so easy to be!"

"Didn't you say let the boss marry Jingjing?"

"Yes, then there is no problem, the father-in-law should teach his son-in-law" Hu Shuo looked like he was underwhelmed.

Bian Rui really wanted to sit on his ass and die: "It's easy to say like my brother and sister, if I look like you, then forget it, it's so ugly, I look disgusting myself, can I make my daughter disgusting?"

"Okay, you two are making trouble separately, let's get down to business" Zhou Zheng laughed for a while, and then opened his mouth to say.

"What are you doing?" Hu Shuo said: "It's a serious matter to make eye contact with the little actor?"

"You slander me!" Zhou Zheng smiled evilly.

After making a fuss for more than 20 minutes, everyone commented on Bian Rui's craftsmanship in making furniture, and then left Wu Xi's new home.