After eating, Jiang Mengmeng dragged Song Mengcheng to visit her family's house and her boudoir.

This villa has a total of three floors, the entire decoration style and furniture are European, full of gorgeousness, the first floor is the living room, kitchen and a nanny's bedroom and a bodyguard's bedroom, there is a garage in the yard that can place three cars, the second floor has a total of four bedrooms, the master bedroom is her father's residence, three side bedrooms, one Jiang Mengmeng lives, one is Jiang Mengmeng's studio, the other is a temporary guest room, for relatives and friends to live, the third floor is her father's study, there is a big corridor, according to Jiang Mengmeng, there is also a bedroom of her father, the door is locked, Song Mengcheng did not see it, but the camera in the corridor, Song Mengcheng saw it.

Song Mengcheng asked: "Why do you have cameras in your home?"

Jiang Mengmeng said: "My father's business is very big, so he cares more about security, he always takes bodyguards with him when he goes out, and there are two cameras in the yard, but they are hidden relatively hidden, and you don't find it." ”

Song Mengcheng really didn't pay attention to the camera in the yard, and said jokingly: "What business does your father do is arms, drugs, or oil?"

Jiang Mengmeng sneered and said: "The world's three major profiteering industries, you said it all, my father does a lot of industries, real estate, trade, hotels, medicine, clubs, bars, restaurants are involved, I don't know the specifics, anyway, there are a lot of businesses, and they are also very big." ”

As soon as Song Mengcheng heard about these industries, either they had a very hard relationship in the political circles, or they were involved in the underworld, but these had nothing to do with Song Mengcheng, and he didn't care about it.

The decoration of the studio is much rougher, just a simple white wall, which is full of works created by Jiang Mengmeng in various periods, mainly landscape paintings, and some sketch works, and the corner of the house is an easel with an acrylic work on it, this work is obviously just starting to create, it is a portrait of a person, and the outline has just been drawn.

Jiang Mengmeng said: "These are all painted by me, you can show them, what are your views, or suggestions." ”

Song Mengcheng looked around and said: "Technically, there is no big problem, the problem is that you may care too much about technology, but you fall behind." ”

Song Mengcheng pointed to one of the still lifes and said: "For example, this still life painting of vases, plates and apples, since it is a still life painting, the focus is on this still life, you pay too much attention to the effect of lines, light and shadow, although the painting is realistic, but at the same time you lose the tranquility and simple beauty in it." ”

When Jiang Mengmeng heard the criticism, she looked very lonely and said, "What about the rest, even if you criticize, I can bear it." ”

Song Mengcheng pointed to a landscape oil painting and said: "For example, this one, the painting is good, the traditional Chinese landscape spirit, into the creation, not like the Western oil painting is full, but chose to leave blank, this is a kind of cultural fusion of China and the West, the problem is, the idea and concept of this creation is not yours, you need more adequate concepts and ideas to express yourself." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "What you said makes sense, no wonder Xu Xiangwei said that you have a deep understanding of art, are you self-taught?"

Song Mengcheng said: If you see more, you will know more. I used to ......" Song Mengcheng almost said that he used to go to Songzhuang and 798, and often drank and chatted with some contemporary artists, and in the middle of speaking, he suddenly realized that he was a reborn.

He said: "I used to read a lot of related books because I liked it. ”

"I really admire how you have so much extra energy to learn this, if I didn't go to college because I was a specialty student in the art department, I'm afraid the score of the basic courses is not enough, and you still have time to study amateur things. ”

Song Mengcheng: "Hobbies are the only motivation that allows people to learn independently, in fact, your painting foundation is very good, I read your sketches, your skills are very solid, what you lack is concept and practice, so I suggest you go to some large exhibition halls, living art areas, to see the works of contemporary art masters, dig deep into the background of their works and the connotation they really want to express, you will have your own ideas after seeing more." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "Your suggestion is good, but you also know that our city is simply a desert of art, not to mention art masters, there are few artists engaged in creation, there is no circle of interaction and communication, let alone the opportunity to increase knowledge." ”

"You can go to Beijing during the holidays, the art atmosphere is very strong, or you can go abroad, the United States has the National Museum of America, the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, the Museum of Modern Art in the United Kingdom, the British National Gallery, the British Museum, France has the Louvre, the National Museum of Modern Art, Italy has the Vatican Museums, oh yes, there is a Van Gogh Museum in the Netherlands, all of which are worth visiting, and you also have this condition. ”

"Your suggestion is good, why don't you go with me, there is still some time for the winter vacation, and I will pay for the journey." Jiang Mengmeng looked pleading.

Song Mengcheng said: "My company has just been established, is preparing for the relocation of the office, and has to launch a new project, it is too busy, I really don't have time, I think it is more appropriate to let Xu Xiangwei accompany you, you are both studying art, both of the same sex, and classmates, and it is convenient to eat and stay." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "That's different, if you are here, while we visit, you can help me do an in-depth interpretation, and the two of us will go, and it will become a sightseeing." ”

Song Mengcheng shrugged his shoulders, meaning that there was no way to do it.

Shrugging shoulders is Song Mengcheng's habitual action, the first is that he is reluctant to say too much, he feels that if language can be replaced by body movements, then human beings will have a lot less fighting and trouble, and the second is that when it is difficult to answer or explain, it can resolve a lot of embarrassment, of course, sometimes it will be recognized as disdain for answering or communicating, for explanation, Song Mengcheng is really disdainful.

Jiang Mengmeng's boudoir is placed in the last visit, the layout of this room belongs to the fresh flow, and it is also very warm, a pure white European-style bed, with a bear doll on it, the bedside table, dresser, and cloakroom are all white, very clean and elegant, there is a glass bottle on the bedside cabinet, and there are a few lilies in half a bottle of clean water.

Song Mengcheng said: "Compared with you, my house is a dog kennel." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "Don't make fun of me, you are very simple and comfortable." In fact, after studying art, I didn't like the decoration of my house, I had a feeling of nouveau riche, but I couldn't tell my dad to redecorate it for me to look comfortable, so that's all. ”

Song Mengcheng said: "The decoration of your home is indeed too gorgeous, this kind of gorgeousness at first glance, it feels good, but because of the lack of imagination space, you will naturally get tired after staying for a long time, which is normal." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "It's true, it's not contemporary enough. ”

Song Mengcheng praised and said, I can't imagine that you still have such a vocabulary reserve as "contemporary", which is good, not bad.

Jiang Mengmeng said with a smile: "I've been with you for a long time, if you don't take the initiative to learn something, it's easy to feel inferior, I think you are from the art department, and I am an auditor." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "I belong to a typical theoretical school, I can only use my mouth to say, if you want to say hands, you may not be as good as the paintings you painted when you were a child, and the gentleman doesn't use his hands." ”

Jiang Mengmeng laughed and said: "The gentleman doesn't use his hands when he talks about it, this sentence is not used here." ”

After visiting the bedroom and studio, Song Mengcheng was about to go downstairs, when he heard the sound of cars in the yard, Jiang Mengmeng said, "It should be my dad back, let's go down and cut the cake."

Song Mengcheng and Jiang Mengmeng went downstairs, several people were chatting on the sofa in the living room, Xu Xiangwei said to the two people who were going down the stairs: "Mengmeng, if you don't come down again, a few of us can leave, as if a few of us have a few light bulbs disturbing the world of the two of you." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "Don't talk nonsense, I'll take Brother Song to visit my studio and let her criticize my paintings." ”

Xie Yumei said: "Just him, still understands oil painting?"

Jiang Mengmeng glanced at Xie Yumei and said: "Brother Song has a deep understanding of art, and I am just a primary school student in front of him. ”

At this time, Jiang Mengmeng's father entered the living room, followed by two men with short hair and black suits, and as soon as he looked at the image, Song Mengcheng knew that these two people were Jiang's father's bodyguards.