Xiao Huang is murderous, and he can be regarded as defending his hair - no one dares to touch it anymore.

Lin Haven ordered a cold dish for it, and it pecked on the side by itself, combed its feathers, and didn't make a sound, very well-behaved.

"It's so cute. ”

Yu Hong watched it for a while, and simply moved a stool over to watch it eat, Xiao Huang tilted her head to look at her, and didn't mind being watched, and continued to eat at her own pace.

The masters of the painting industry here are talking about the industry, and she is not interested.

Concubine Yu sat next to Lin Haven, frowned slightly, sighed, but was seen by Lin Haven, and she said casually: "I just left my job." ”

"From the National Exhibition Company?"

"Well, yes. ”

"Isn't she doing a good job, and before she is 30, she can curate independently. ”

"I was not happy, and my relationship was not smooth, her original boyfriend, who changed jobs, broke up with her, and after more than four years, she couldn't accept it at once, so she quit her job and spent a month. Concubine Yu shook her head, feeling that her daughter was also miserable: "I refused to move at home, so I let her come out for a walk today." ”

Lin Haven nodded, he couldn't say anything about other people's family affairs.

The two of them spoke a few words, and then turned back to the discussion.

Jiang Tao and Zhou Tongsheng are talking about the Hong Kong City Chinese Painting Exhibition, Hong Kong City, as a special zone, is also an international metropolis, and its influence is there, but a group of people are jumping up and down, trying to fight for the orthodoxy of this Chinese culture, which is annoying.

"You don't know about Chen Jianyun's person in this exhibition, it's strange that he doesn't put some private goods. Jiang Tao shook his head: "I don't know where I was taken by him, and I specially called to invite me." ”

Chen Jianyun is a representative painter of the so-called Gangcheng School of New Ink Painting.

As for this new ink painting, there have been many people who have mentioned it, and the new China has been established, so why can't it be new?

However, this Gangcheng School is a little special, because Gangcheng is a colony after all, and there are some Western factors, so their new ink painting actually has a bit of Western meaning for China in their bones, and they borrowed a lot from oil painting, plus the play of some Gangcheng painters, to make a new Gangcheng School of ink.

Chen Jianyun's ambition is not small, he is not willing to be confined to the land of projectiles, and he has the courage to promote the changes of ink painting in the whole of China and even in the Greater China Circle, and wants to make the new ink painting of the Hong Kong City School become the contemporary authentic ink painting - this is of course even more difficult.

Chen Jianyun is the chairman of the Preparatory Committee of this Hong Kong City Global Chinese Painting Exhibition, and there are many Hong Kong City painters in Litou, basically only one voice, and those who are invited by them are all in the category of their Hong Kong City School of New Ink Painting, or can be fought for.

I just don't know which wave Jiang Tao belongs to.

However, Jiang Tao, who is inherited from the mainland painting lineage, probably looks down on their new ink painting that has no roots and no bottom.

"It's really wishful thinking," Zhou Tongsheng said very seriously: "These people, first, have no background, second, no theory, and third, they don't have a door, so they want to make a painting school, or a hat as big as ink painting, and they are not afraid of suffocation." ”

"It's not that you don't know about those people, you just think that our side has been broken for all those years, and the inheritance is on their side. They don't feel like they don't have a background. Jiang Tao smiled: "Forget it, they can't make any waves, they didn't do anything in the last century, let alone talk about this, it's still the turn of the port city to speak?"

"And you're going to the show?"

"Hey, it's not okay if you don't go, it's this urine on top, great harmony and great unity. Just send one to the past, and you don't need a new work, and it doesn't take much effort. ”

Lin Haiwen listened to the two of them, and shook his head at the new ink painting of the Gangcheng School, whether ink painting should keep pace with the times? This can be discussed, oil painting is also constantly changing, and there is no problem for Chinese painting to change, but this kind of main vein is extended, which can rarely be operated artificially, and is often tried by some people, and then slowly recognized, attracting a group of people to follow suit, and finally extending a new main line.

For example, modern abstraction, Kandinsky or Malevich, would not have come out and say: I want to create an abstract school of painting, to replace impressionism and classicism, now, you surrender, come and follow me.

It is estimated that they will be burned to death.

"What does Haven think?" Zhou Tongsheng saw that he didn't speak, and asked him deliberately.

Jiang Tao laughed: "He said that people didn't invite him and looked down on him, so he took black notes and waited for the opportunity." ”

“…… I don't have a big opinion, and when they come up with a new school of painting, it's not too late for me to talk. Lin Haven couldn't help but laugh.

After eating a meal for an hour, Yu Hong was very patient, played with Xiao Huang for three hours, and finally broke up, he was still reluctant.

Concubine Yu wanted to ask Lin Haven for this bird—or raise it for a few days.

But after all, she didn't speak, she didn't know how much this bird was worth, but looking at Lin Haven's appearance, this bird was very precious, and it was embarrassing for people to say it.

……

Qi Hui is indeed busy, busy with the launch of "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

This drama, from project establishment to casting, to shooting, to publicity, every step is in the spotlight. The acting people, Zhuo Ning, Yu Yangxi, Li Luran, Hu Jun, etc., are also popular before they are broadcast, and it can be said that the expectations are quite high.

This is not a bad thing, the high expectations will naturally lead to high ratings.

But it's not a good thing, and if the expectation is high, it is easy to have a gap, and the slightest dissatisfaction will be magnified into ten points.

For Dunhuang, it is indeed a challenge.

Not to mention the production department, the publicity system and public relations system are like big enemies, on the one hand, they must maintain exposure, and on the other hand, they must try to suppress some unrealistic voices - the ratings break 50 points.

Isn't that nerve?

What about 50 years ago? Any movie that came out was empty.

A few days before the premiere, Qi Hui was so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground, and Lin Haven persuaded her not to work so hard, but she was stared at - Lin Haven was a little ashamed, and everyone outside the play said that it was Lin Haven's annual drama, but he didn't do anything.

So Lin Haiwen, who learned from the pain, rested this day, stewed a pot of chicken soup, and picked it up to send surprises and warmth to Qi Hui.

Qi Hui was discussing the online and offline publicity itinerary after the broadcast with the people of Yangjiang Station and Zhonghe Station, when she saw the assistant knocking on the door with a mysterious expression. She frowned, thinking that this assistant didn't understand the rules.

"It may be something, Dong Qi, you are busy first, let's take a look first. "Yangjiangtai is very polite.

Qi Hui smiled apologetically and walked to the door.

"Lin Dong is here. ”

"Lin Dong?"

"It's your one. "The assistant is a young girl, quite bold.

Only then did Qi Hui understand, it turned out that Lin Haven was here, she opened the door and went out, and watched Lin Haven holding his hand behind his back and turning around in the middle of the work station. The atmosphere of Dunhuang is unprecedentedly positive and very good, and everyone has a high-spirited aura of "I love work", "nothing can stop me from working", "I would rather die if I don't work".

Lin Haven turned, and a cherry-red thermos pot behind him was revealed.

"Haven. ”

"Ah, you're done with the meeting?" Lin Haven picked up his thermos pot: "Dangdangdang, guess what it is?"

“…… What?"

"Chicken soup! Old mother's ** soup, give you a supplement. ”

"......" Qi Hui crossed Lin Haiwen's shoulder, looked at the pair of eyes behind her, and whispered, "You can come in for me." ”

Lin Haven followed behind, and had the heart to lecture the employees: "Don't look at it, work hard, the single dog doesn't work hard, when can you get off the single?" Hey, your eyes are so big, you're not a single dog, are you? ”

The two from Zhonghe and Yangjiang saw Lin Haven carrying a cherry-red thermos pot and came in gracefully.

I was shocked.

It turns out that Lin Haven is going to attend this meeting in person? Is it such a high-level meeting?

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin. ”

"Hello Mr. Lin. ”

Lin Haven is watching the news of the Valley of the Wicked, the people in Dunhuang are too kind, and no one gives him the value of the wicked - respect him in his heart, it can be seen that his personal charm, personal character, and personal prestige are quite extraordinary.

Then as soon as he looked up, he saw two middle-aged men, looking at him eagerly—disappointingly.

"Mr. Lin, why don't I tell you what we've talked about?"

Lin Haven was stunned: "Ah no, you can just tell Qi Hui, I'm here to bring her some chicken soup." ”

“？？”

"You're not done yet, why don't you take a break? ”

"That's embarrassing. Yangjiangtai took a look at the thermos pot and felt that although the specifications of the meeting had not been improved, it was worth blowing if he could drink a little chicken soup boiled by Lin Haven: "This chicken soup was made by you personally?"

"yes, I stayed up for four hours. Lin Haiwen thought it was not bad: "Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan." ”

The assistant just now ran in.

"You take these two to the lounge for some coffee and snacks, and we'll talk later." After Lin Haiwen finished the order, he apologized to them: "I'm sorry for delaying your time." ”

“？？”

Emotional chicken soup doesn't have our share?

Feelings: Do you think chicken soup has your share?

Zhonghetai and Yangjiangtai glanced at each other, the radio waves were emitted, and they understood each other's meaning without speaking.

……

"Do you want to come and bring me soup?" Qi Hui sat down and took the chicken soup from Lin Haiwen: "Did you do something wrong?"

"I don't want to listen to you like that, let me tell you, if you do something wrong, you must not be weak-minded, you can't make abnormal moves, and even when necessary, you can also sue a little wicked person first, so that the other party will be empty first, and there is no brain to think about your affairs, so naturally it is impossible to find out that you are empty-hearted. ”

“…… You're very experienced. Qi Hui narrowed her eyes: "Did you let Xiao Huang spy on me?"

“……”

"Ah, I said, how can you know so many things, can you control the birds?"

“…… I can only control one bird, you know. ”