Seeing Hu Cheng coming, several people hurriedly got up from their positions, Feng Yuxin was embarrassed to say anything, but Li Xueqian had no scruples, put down the book and spoke directly: "You are finally here, if you want so many of us to wait for you alone, your face is really big!"

Hearing her sarcasm, Hu Cheng didn't care: "Didn't you say that you won't leave until eight o'clock?

After saying that, he looked at the people around him again and added, "Isn't there another person who hasn't come? ”

"You're talking about Chen Jin, his father was one of the judges of this painting and calligraphy competition, and he left with his father, so we don't have to wait for him. Feng Yuxin came out and explained.

At this time, Hu Cheng was a little surprised, he didn't expect Chen Qianzhong to be there, according to this, his master Tao Wenguang may also be present.

When the others heard her explanation, several people showed envious expressions, which is also great, not only the special car transfer, but also his father's ticket must be secure.

As if seeing their thoughts, Feng Yuxin said with some amusement: "Do you think his father will add points to him, don't worry, didn't I say it?"

The calligraphy and painting competitions are very strict, if Chen Jin paints well, then the score will naturally be high, if the painting is not good, his father will give a high score, other judges will see it, and some viewers will see it. So neither the organizers nor his father would have done it even if they had this intention.

In addition, the judges' role in this competition is very limited, only 20%, and their most important role is to comment on the works and introduce them to the audience. ”

Hearing this, the envy in those people's eyes receded.

"Alright, the school bus has arrived, let's go down. Feng Yuxin stood by the window and saw a bus parked in front of the building of the Calligraphy and Painting Association.

A group of nine people boarded the car one by one under the watchful eyes of everyone in the building.

Feng Yuxin is the team leader, so naturally he can only sit in the co-pilot's position alone, which is convenient for communicating with the driver at any time.

This is a bus with double seats, and there is no problem for forty or fifty people, but now there are only ten people in the car plus the driver, which is very empty.

Hu Cheng went up at the end and saw that everyone had already sat down, but no one was seated with Li Xueqian, and the other six people were already sitting next to each other.

It's not that Li Xueqian's popularity is bad, it's that her aura is too strong, and she hasn't spoken for a long time, like a piece of ice.

Of course, Hu Cheng would not be afraid of this, he sat directly next to Li Xueqian.

Li Xueqian loves to be quiet, and when she saw someone sitting next to her, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and wanted to persuade him to sit elsewhere, but when she saw Hu Cheng sitting next to her, she stopped just about to speak, because she knew that for Hu Cheng, it was useless to talk to him, so there was no need to waste her tongue.

As soon as he sat down, there was a faint body smell next to him, which made Hu Cheng feel more comfortable, and instead of sitting next to a boy, of course he was willing to sit next to Li Xueqian.

His original plan was to use this competition to get close to Li Xueqian, but this time the task was more about winning the championship, but the two things did not conflict, but complemented each other.

Waiting for the car to start slowly, Feng Yuxin, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned her head sideways and said.

"Because Jinghai City is in the south, the journey this time may be a little far, about a day and a half away. So if you haven't been out much, try to bear with it!"

Hearing her words, there was a discussion at the bottom.

"What are we going to do on the road after walking for so long? I don't have anything with me. ”

"yes, why didn't you say it earlier, I get motion sickness as soon as I sit for a long time, what can I do. ”

"I knew I was going to fly away alone, isn't it unpleasant to find myself?"

"I thought I was going to travel, but I came to suffer. ”

......

Suddenly, there was a burst of complaints in the car, and they began to understand that it was no wonder that this Chen Jin left alone, it turned out that he knew about it. They all began to complain about Feng Yuxin, and if they didn't say this kind of thing earlier, they were not prepared at all.

And the people in the car only Hu Cheng and Li Xueqian had the same face, Feng Yuxin had already said that they would prepare well, but they had to treat it as a tourist, maybe some of them still practiced Jinghai and didn't know where they were.

This is a test for them who are pampered, after all, after staying in the field for so long, many things have to be learned to rely on themselves.

Of course, Hu Cheng knows, but he doesn't prepare anything, and he really doesn't need to prepare anything, his social experience and way of doing things can easily deal with this kind of scene.

Looking at everyone's performance, Feng Yuxin had no choice but to come out and explain: "Originally, we arranged to book plane tickets or train tickets for everyone, but considering that there are too many funds, the cost performance is not high, and the school has already arranged a school bus for us, so we should take the school bus." If you feel wronged, give up this competition, I will definitely not say anything. ”

At this time, the people at the bottom were honest all of a sudden, and they didn't dare to say anything more. They had already told their friends and classmates that they were going to participate in the competition, and if they went back to school now, wouldn't it be clear that they had given up halfway?

At this time, the road was still far away, several other people were playing with their mobile phones, and there were even three gangs fighting the landlord in the car.

Hu Cheng watched Li Xueqian take out the book that he hadn't finished reading just now and continue to read.

"Xueqian ......" Hu Cheng took the lead in breaking the silence between the two, but what he got was Li Xueqian's silence.

Hu Cheng was a little depressed, and was just about to chat with her, but I don't know if she deliberately didn't answer, or didn't hear it. She just doesn't talk anyway. He couldn't help but shake his head secretly, this little Qianniu has no entertainment at all.

It's just that when his eyes glanced at her, there was something strange in his heart, because he found that what she was looking at was "On the Dependence of Traditional Chinese Painting and Calligraphy" written by his master Tao Wenguang.

This book can be said to be very famous but also very buried, the reason is that as long as the older generation in the calligraphy or painting world, there is basically no one who does not know, and everyone has a copy, but for the outside world, they almost do not know that there will be this book.

Secretly retracting his gaze, Hu Cheng suddenly thought of a good idea, telling you to ignore me, Young Master Ben has his own way.

Just when Li Xueqian was about to turn the next page, Hu Cheng said thoughtlessly: "The special relationship between calligraphy and Chinese painting has become a special content that Western painting does not have in aesthetics, which is also an important heritage in traditional Chinese culture."

It is a pity that this important internal relationship has not been really taken seriously in the basic cultivation of our contemporary education.

......

In the process of the gradual Westernization of Chinese painting in the twentieth century, along with the overall trend of calligraphy losing its public character in contemporary times, it gradually departed from the foundation of calligraphy and established a foundation of modeling that is compatible with contemporary aesthetics.

Chinese painting is not only free from calligraphy on the basis, but also detached from the norms of calligraphy in terms of aesthetics and evaluation, so it is a painter's calligraphy that has been praised and appreciated by literati since ancient times.

It will gradually disappear in contemporary Chinese culture, whether this is the sadness of contemporary Chinese painting or the regret of contemporary Chinese calligraphy, and perhaps both need to be reflected. ”

Hearing Hu Cheng's words as if chanting, Li Xueqian's hand, which turned the page, actually stopped.

Then she slowly turned the next page, and suddenly, she turned her head sideways and looked at Hu Cheng with a shocked face, because she found that what Hu Cheng had just read was exactly the same as the book.

Looking at Hu Cheng's body again, there is nothing, could it be said that he has read this book before, and he memorized it from memory.

"Have you read the book?" Li Xueqian asked suspiciously.

Hearing that she finally spoke, Hu Cheng couldn't help but show a hint of pride, and he secretly said in his heart, what book are you reading badly, but you want to read this one. Doesn't that give me a chance? haha!

The book was completed by him and his master, but Hu became low-key and crossed his name from the editorial board. Although most of the content of the book, including the frame, was taken care of by his master, this did not affect his familiarity with the book.

"Of course, otherwise I would have memorized that page. ”

Li Xueqian glanced at him deeply, closed the book, and continued: "It seems that you don't just know how to provoke girls. ”

"Ahem......"

Hearing this, Hu Cheng couldn't help but cough a few times, isn't this the pot that doesn't open and the pot? Li Xueqian's mending knife can be regarded as having received a great effect, directly causing him 10,000 points of damage.

"I wonder where your confidence is in winning the championship? If you had chosen calligraphy in the first place, you would have a good chance, although I saw your handwriting on the blackboard that day, it seemed to be about the same level as mine.

But I can see that you don't write with all your might, which means that your calligraphy is better than mine. But why do you choose to paint? If you are still at the level of reflection painting in the entrance examination, you should have no hope of winning the championship in this competition. ”

Hearing her analysis, Hu Cheng did not hesitate to appreciate it at all, but he didn't expect her to see it.

"It's very simple, calligraphy and painting, calligraphy and painting, painting can fully interpret the book, but the book does not express the painting. ”

Then in Li Xueqian's ears, Hu Cheng's voice seemed to have become a little vicissitudes.

"Also, you can draw a scene that you will never forget, but you can't write a book. Some things are bitter and can only be expressed in paintings, but the books are endless. ”

Hearing this, Li Xueqian raised her head and looked at Hu Cheng, this was the first time she had looked at him since she got into the car.