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

What the hell is art?

What postmodern, what pattern, what irony, what expressiveness......

These inexplicable and deep-seated words made Lu Yuan's heart ache.

Moreover, the person who presided over the commentary was touting Lu Yuan's words very hard, and Lu Yuan's embarrassment was committed.

At this moment, he was truly convinced that he had come to the wrong place.

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

It's just that simple beauty and ugliness.

Of course, Lu Yuan did not leave this place immediately, nor did he refute on the spot that this photo and this signature really did not mean this, although there are many art paintings and art photos that Lu Yuan does not know how to appreciate, but there are a few pictures that Lu Yuan still thinks are more beautiful, such as the oil paintings of men and women working and cultivating in the West on the second floor......

Lu Yuan found it quite attractive......

Art.

It's a pity that not many people watched.

In addition to this one, there is also a last row of oil paintings of "The Goddess of Autumn" with a half-wrapped gauze skirt and tall peaks.

This made Lu Yuan feel a little unrestrained.

Are some of the island nation's mighty battle films considered art?

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

As soon as this thought arose, Lu Yuan inexplicably thought of the photos of college goddesses he had seen last night......

Although I may be a little blind in terms of appearance, it is indeed interesting to look at the figure alone.

It seems to have a fight with "The Goddess of Autumn"?

Especially......

Bah!

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

I'm a serious person!

Nima!

Lu Yuan self-criticized for a long time, and finally suppressed the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, and then walked to the Chinese painting area on the other side.

Hey?

Why are so many people in the Chinese painting area holding cameras to take pictures and videos?

And so quiet?

Lu Yuan looked at the hall in front of him, and when he was surrounded by a few tables without saying a word, he walked over with some curiosity.

After all, Lu Yuan was bored in the art exhibition anyway, so he walked over to take a look.

However, when he walked to the side, he found that there were so many people here that he couldn't get there......

He casually asked a young man with a small head.

"Uh, what's going on here?"

"Shhhh......h

"Well, paint on the spot...... Chinese painting master Shen Chonghe?" Lu Yuan was very unfamiliar when he heard this.

Since he came to this world, he has been in the entertainment industry, and he knows very little about the masters of Chinese painting, and he doesn't know who Shen Chonghe is at all.

"Yes, this is Master Shen Chonghe's last masterpiece, we are really blessed to be able to witness the birth of the masterpiece!" the young man sighed, and then continued to look at the gap in the crowd with relish.

There were so many people that Lu Yuan really couldn't squeeze in, and he couldn't find a suitable place to go in and see.

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

He shook his head, turned away with some regret.

If he was a lover of Chinese painting, he would probably be as desperately squeezed in as hard as this young man, desperately wanting to see the birth of this so-called masterpiece ......

It's a pity that he isn't, it's naturally good that this thing can be seen and seen for a long time, but it doesn't matter if you can't see it.

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

Well?

After seeing these people, Lu Yuan was slightly stunned.

Old man Chen Guanxiong?

Professor Liu?

And the girl with a long skirt and a serene face......

What's this man's name?

That's right!

It's called Chen Xi?

There are also Dao Yuting and a group of young talents from the poetry club in the back?

How did they get here?

Lu Yuan subconsciously gave way to his position......

Chen Xi glanced at Lu Yuan when he passed by him, and his eyes were slightly strange.

How is this man standing here alone?

Of course, she just glanced at it and followed Chen Guanxiong towards the hall.

After Chen Guanxiong and others arrived, all the people who were originally surrounding subconsciously retreated to the side and took the initiative to give way to the ......

"It's done!haha! Guanxiong, you're here, come, have a drink!"

"Brother Chonghe, what's wrong?"

"Haha, I've integrated my spirit and comprehension over the past few years into this painting......"

"It's good, it's good, it seems that Brother Chonghe is going to leave a hand-me-down painting again, haha, but it's a pity ......"

"Regret what?"

"It's a pity that I'm late, if I can arrive an hour earlier, I can see the fairy posture painted by Brother Chonghe!"

"It's not too late, it's not too late...... Come on, let's have a drink first!"

"Okay, come!"

"Brother Ma, Brother Liu, don't patronize the paintings, come, let's have a drink together, and then talk about the Spring and Autumn Festival after drinking!"

"Good!"

Lu Yuan looked up after hearing the voice, and then saw through the crowd an old man with a completely white beard holding a brush in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, and the whole person looked extremely free.

It's a feeling of exhilarating finishing.

Chen Guanxiong, like other old men, also picked up the wine glass, poured a small glass of wine, took a sip, and sighed at the same time a good wine.

Cultural people, it's normal to drink a little wine when you're excited.

This glass of wine seems to have drunk these old people very freely, just like a picture

The reporters with the cameras were thrilled to capture the scene, knowing that the photo might be a treasure trove for many years to come......

Shen Chonghe's last work!

This must be extremely precious!

The final works of many masters are not only priceless, but also timeless......

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

After a few old men finished drinking, they stared at the painting.

Naturally, there was a burst of praise and a burst of surprise.

"Today, calling the brothers over is actually asking for something, I want to accompany this painting with a poem...... The brothers are all researchers of ancient poetry in today's Chinese poetry circle...... Can you help me come up with a poem?" Shen Chonghe was a little drunk, but he looked at everyone with a bright smile on his face.

"This poem is not easy to mention!" Professor Liu looked at the painting, but shook his head while admiring it, "I'll forget it, let me have a few modern prose poems, I'll know, but if I want to mention an ancient poem, it's really ridiculous and generous......"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed.

Lu Yuan stood there and looked at these people, and he was a little entangled......

It's really unreasonable not to say hello when you meet an acquaintance, but isn't it exposed when you say hello?

How embarrassing it is.

And that's not what I'm here for, 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 was still a group of people nodding and commenting on the photos of themselves smoking cigars, occasionally giving out bursts of emotion and embarrassing praise to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan got goosebumps all over his body......

He paused for a wry smile before walking towards the gallery's exit.

"You...... Are you gone?"

"yes, yes......"

"Well, I'm still thinking...... I thought I'd like to have a meal......"

"Next time, I'll have a chance. ”

"Oh, what a ......"

The long-legged girl suddenly felt a little regretful, but she didn't know what to say......

After all......

She and Lu Yuan are really not familiar with each other.

After Lu Yuan left the art museum, he looked at the Porsche car exhibition next door......

Although the auto show has not yet begun, it seems to be ......

Have these models arrived?

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"Splash the ink...... The stone is rising, a little swirling, a little fairy...... Brother Shen, your painting is indeed very meaningful and tasteful, but I can't write the corresponding poems for a while...... Although there is a few poems in my mind, it is not worthy of this painting. ”

"Yes, Brother Shen, I'm the same!"

"Poetry is not an overnight thing, many times you need to understand, Brother Shen, if not, I'll come to a cold step......"

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

“......”

The old people smiled when they looked at the painting, but a few old people shook their heads after a little contemplation, they can write poems, but at such a critical time, you must have a poem that can be integrated into the painting.

However, the creation of poetry is not an overnight thing, and even the most talented person needs time.

A few of the old men chanted a few poems, but after chanting, they felt that the taste was wrong, and finally shook their heads and gave up.

"Friends, don't be idle, and brainstorm together...... I know you're all talented. Shen Chonghe smiled and looked at the younger generation.

A few of the younger generation naturally have a sense of eagerness to try.

Chen Guanxiong is very good at composing, but if he is asked to write poetry, he can't write it at all, and it is a classical poem......

Classical poetry itself requires a certain amount of background......

His background is a little worse.

When he heard Shen Chonghe's words, he thought of Lu Yuan.

The talented young man himself seemed to have not contacted him for some time.

I don't know what happened to him.

So, Chen Guanxiong took advantage of the time to go to the bathroom to call Lu Yuan's company......

In the past, the company's phone calls were usually answered by Lu Yuan, but this time it was Lu Yuan's agent Wu Tingting who answered them.

Wu Tingting told Chen Guanxiong that Lu was far from in the company, but when he came to Yanjing, Chen Guanxiong's eyes lit up.

Lu Yuan came to Yanjing?

Although Wu Tingting didn't say what Lu Yuanlai was doing, Chen Guanxiong was really surprised.

He planned to have a drink with Lu Yuan after this was done, and then talk about the creation of the song......

After hesitating, he called Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's phone is like that bird, and it has been turned off for thousands of years......

He had called several times before, so the first time he thought of Lu Yuan was when he called Lu Yuan's company.

But this kid seems to be picking up quickly this time?

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"Hey, old ...... Chen"

"I'm ...... at the Yenching Central Art Museum"

"I know ......"

"You know?"

"Hmm...... That's right. ”

"Where are you?"

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

"Side?" Chen Guanxiong looked around.

"Ahem, ahem, I'm ...... outside the Central Museum of Art"

“？？？”

"I'm sorry about that...... I didn't say hello to you just now...... I just thought it wasn't right for the occasion......"

“？？”