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As soon as You Jinlan saw that it was a painting, she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she thought that Gao Jin was likely to let her express her opinion.

"I didn't know in advance that Director Nan's father-in-law had bad eyesight, so I didn't prepare any auxiliary equipment. Wan Guohou explained, "Please forgive me. ”

Tao couldn't hurriedly say: "It doesn't matter, don't take too much care of me, I can listen to your discussion and figure out the content of this painting, and it will be fun." ”

Wan Guohou smiled and said, "Okay then. He put down the cup in his hand and slowly walked to the painting. "This is a painting I took at the beginning of this year, and some of you may have heard of it. I can't describe the impact this painting had on me, but when I first saw it, I felt that it should belong to me. ”

This is a painting of people depicting a small port town. Nan Zeyu didn't know how to appreciate oil paintings, but he was keenly aware of the characteristics of this painting: "This painting looks like southwest China? Is it a port on the border between China and Myanmar?"

Wan Guohou turned around slowly, "Director Nan, why do you think this is the China-Myanmar border?"

Nan Zeyu replied: "There are tall coconut trees in the painting, the people in the painting are all yellow people, and the shop signs in the painting are all Chinese characters, so it can be inferred that it is in the hot area of China." At the same time, the Chinese characters on the store signs are simplified, so it will not be Taiwanese. On top of that, there are men with white powder on their faces, most likely Burmese. ”

"Wonderful. Wan Guohou listened quietly, showing a look of appreciation, "Director Nan's analysis is correct, this is indeed the Sino-Burmese border, which belongs to a small port in China. ”

"I seem to remember that Hou Ye spent 300 million to shoot a painting by Frank Motherwell, is this one?" Gao Jin didn't want the limelight to be stolen by Nan Zeyu, and hurriedly asked.

"It's this one. ”

"Wow, that's interesting. Gao Jin glanced at You Jinlan, "Lan Lan happens to be a student of Frank Motherwell. ”

"Really?" Wan Guohou turned his gaze to You Jinlan, "I heard that Frank Motherwell rarely accepts disciples. ”

You Jinlan was a little cramped, she forced herself to relax, and then replied calmly, "In '97, the teacher came to China and gave a lecture in our school. ”

"And then he took you as an apprentice?" said Wan Guohou in amazement, "then you must be very talented." If I have the opportunity in the future, please let me see your paintings, can you?"

Everyone's eyes focused on You Jinlan's body, she was embarrassed and nervous, and hurriedly said: "Of course it's no problem, I'm afraid that my painting Hou Ye won't like it." ”

"Well, you're a disciple of Frank Motherwell, after all. Wan Guohou's words surprised You Jinlan, she glanced at the other party several times, and she couldn't figure out whether the other party was sarcastic about herself or genuinely complimented.

"Miss You, have you seen this painting?" Yu Jingbo, who had been silent, suddenly asked.

"Many of the teacher's paintings have never been made public, and he is very strict with himself, and he will not let me see the paintings that are not satisfactory enough. You Jinlan replied, "However, he has been in China for more than five years, and he did paint several Chinese landscape paintings, and as far as I know, the teacher has been to Myanmar, and it is very likely that he will stop at the China-Myanmar border to collect style." ”

She saw Yu Jingbo's gaze drifting around, as if she was still suspicious of something, and her heart suddenly became anxious, so she gritted her teeth and walked to Wan Guohou's side, "But this painting must have been painted by the teacher." Pointing to the sunlight and water in the upper right corner of the picture, she said, "The teacher's way of expressing light is very unique, and looking at his paintings, it often makes people feel like they are watching a stage play." In life, without the illumination of mercury lamps, the lives of ordinary people would not be as dramatic as those he painted. But it is precisely this bold expression that makes the teacher's paintings able to express various subtle emotions of people strongly, which is why people call him a master. ”

In fact, most of these words were memorized by You Jinlan from books, and she did not expect to see Frank Motherwell's paintings in the mansion of the Marquis of Wanguo, and she did not know if any of the people present knew how to draw.

But this open-minded remark calmed everyone.

"Bang bang. Wan Guohou took the lead in applauding, and he nodded at Gao Jin, "Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years." Your interpretation really goes to my heart, and when I saw this painting, I felt that through the picture, I felt the feelings of the people in the painting. ”

Tao Baihe laughed, "Master Hou, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I really didn't understand, what is so good about this painting?

Wan Guohou pursed his lips slightly, and his middle immediately became a little shorter, which made him look a little kinder. And only those who know him well know that this is precisely the precursor to his anger. "A real work of art is inherently priceless, and it is not appropriate to measure it by the amount of money. ”

Seeing this, Nan Zeyu hurriedly relieved the siege and said, "Bai He doesn't know much about oil painting, she is actually just curious about why this painting makes you love it so much." ”

Wan Guohou said lightly, "There is an important reason why I invite you to appreciate this painting, that is, the name of this painting is called "Hancheng Afternoon". I once met Dr. Sui in Hancheng, and later I heard that several of them have some relationship with Hancheng, so I thought of inviting you to take a look at this painting. Please take a closer look at this painting and see if you can find anything interesting. ”

Hearing him say this, the rest of the people also walked to the front of the painting and began to take a serious look at it.

A slanting river bank extends from near the upper left corner of the picture to the lower right of the picture, roughly dividing the picture into two parts.

On the left side of the picture is a densely populated street market. The buildings are generally not high, and the exterior walls of some buildings are a little mottled, as if they have gone through vicissitudes. These rows of small buildings are basically commercial and residential shops, the upper floor is used for living, and the downstairs is open for business. As far as you can see at a glance, there are tea houses, restaurants, dim sum houses, flower shops, and unique jade amber and jade shops on the China-Myanmar border.

Looking up, there are pharmacies, car repair shops, barber shops, and even one or two massage parlors with massage light boxes for the blind. Larger shops are hung with colorful flags and banners on their fronts to solicit business. Small shops send sales staff to distribute leaflets in front of the store to attract customers. The market is full of pedestrians, including vegetable vendors carrying burdens, young girls watching the street scenes, tourists asking for directions, and homeless people begging on the ground.

In the upper right corner of the picture, there is a slowly flowing river. Merchant ships gathered on the river, some loaded with goods left the port, and some docked and struggled to unload.

In the lower right corner of the frame, a young man is stepping out of the bow of the boat, his arms raised and waving to a man on the dock. The middle-aged man who picked him up waved a hat in his hand, obviously quite excited. This pair, which at first glance looks like father and son, one faces the sun, squinting happily, and the other turns his back to the sun and walks down a little lonely. Interestingly, the younger men looked a little older, while the older men appeared a little more pompous and flattering.

Going up along the riverbank, near the center of the riverbank, there was a man in blue who was running rapidly. He held a child in his hand and set his eyes on a boat moored on the shore.

On the deck at the bow of the ship stood a man, holding on to the railing and leaning out, as if urging the man in blue to hurry up and get on board. The man seemed to be very intolerant of heat, his bald head covered in sweat and shining in the sun.

Not far behind the man in blue, there was a young man in a striped T-shirt, his back could only be seen in the painting, he was bent over, his hands on his knees, and he looked like he could no longer run.

In addition to these people, the rest of them are also busy doing business or on the road. The whole painting is filled with the atmosphere of fireworks in the world, lively and noisy, but faintly revealing a trace of earthly sadness and impermanence.

"You see, how simple this painting is, it just depicts an ordinary afternoon in a small port town, but how complex it is, in a few strokes, I can see several stories unfolding. Wan Guohou touched his beard and spoke very slowly, "Look at the right side of this painting, does it look like a pair of father and son who have been reunited after a long absence?" He seemed to glance at Nan Zeyu intentionally or unintentionally, "But if you look closely, the faces of these two men are not similar." The young man looked ambitious and showed some majesty, while the older man was particularly cautious and looked like a subordinate trying to please his superiors. ”

Yu Jingbo echoed and said, "It's really like." This old man was wearing a hat and his arms were straight, which showed how hard he worked, for fear that the people who got off the boat would not see him. ”

But Wan Guohou ignored him, but continued, "Looking at the center of the riverbank, I personally think that this is a particularly wonderful place in the whole painting. It doesn't look like a man who has snatched a child and is running wildly, followed by the child's anxious brother? Isn't the one waiting at the bow of the boat a human trafficker?"

After hearing this, Yu Jingbo's face immediately became a little pale, Sui Qingliu also weakened, she took a few steps back and leaned against the wall. Although Gao Jin was relatively calm, he also seemed to be a little uncomfortable.

"If you say that, it's a terrible criminal case, right, husband?" Tao Baihe approached Nan Zeyu with a grin, but found that the other party's face was gloomy, "Husband?"

Nan Zeyu barely squeezed out a smile, but the smile looked really awkward, because it was just a muscle around the cheekbones that writhed. "Master Hou is just assuming. ”

"Yes, that's just a hypothesis. Wan Guohou didn't seem to notice the frightened Sui Qingliu family, "We can also assume that this is a young man who made a bet with a good friend, and he bet that he could run faster than the people behind him with his younger brother." The person chasing after him may be his friend, but it is clear that this friend is lost. ”

His words not only failed to comfort Sui Qingliu, but instead caused the latter to let out a painful whimper. Yue Shuluo walked quickly to Sui Qingliu's side, "Doctor Sui, are you okay?"

Yu Jingbo walked to his wife's side, "It doesn't matter, she has been busy with me in Shanjia for the past few days, probably tired, I should give her a few days off when I go back." ”

Gao Jin hurriedly said, "That's your fault, relying on his wife being a doctor, he will work hard to use others, you can't do this." How can it be that the horses run again, and the horses don't sleep? He had told a joke that would have been laughed at, but he immediately realized that the joke had been made out of place, and everyone seemed to have not understood his joke, or that they did not want to laugh.

This awkward and indifferent atmosphere finally caught Wan Guohou's attention, "What's the matter?

"No, no. The crowd explained, but it sounded so weak. Whether it is Sui Qingliu leaning against the wall, Yu Jingbo with a worried face, or Gao Jin telling jokes that are not funny at all, or Nan Zeyu with a gloomy face, and Tao Wu, who can't see the painting and remains silent, they all look contrived and extremely uncomfortable.

"Well, probably my imagination is too rich. Wan Guohou said, "Among these people, only the bald face is more detailed, and the rest of the people only have a back or side face, which really gives people infinite space for reverie." He pointed to the middle of the riverbank, "Look at the child who was being held by the man in blue, only his short arms were exposed, as if he was struggling, and it was also like cheering." ”

When Sui Qingliu heard this, he couldn't help but tremble. Yu Jingbo picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Tao Baihe looked at the couple and said with a smile: "Dean Yu, it's a bit of a waste for you to drink like this. Seeing that Yu Jingbo seemed reluctant to answer, she had to say to Wan Guohou again, "Master Hou, the story in your painting seems to have frightened Doctor Sui." ”

Wan Guohou nodded, "Manager Yue, can you take Doctor Sui to take a rest?"

Just as Yue Shuluo was about to reach out to help Sui Qingliu, Sui Qingliu said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, I'll be fine after a while." Her face flushed abnormally, "Master Hou, I want to ask, does this painting indicate when it was painted?"

"25 December 2002. Wan Guohou replied, "And after examination, the experts concluded that the painting may have been painted for more than half a year, that is, everything on the painting happened in late April and early May 2002." ”

Sui Qingliu bit her lip, one shoulder strap on her evening dress slipped a little, which made her more tired, "Why did this Frank Motherwell paint such a picture? ”

Wan Guohou blinked, and there seemed to be a mocking emotion in his green pupils, "I almost forgot, Director South is here." He turned to Minami Zeyu, "I don't know why Frank Motherwell painted such a picture, but I have to say, there was a crime. ”