In the word weekend, all the strokes are lazy.

Song Mengcheng was no exception, he slept until noon the next day.

That night, he had a lot of dreams, but the contents of the dreams seemed to evaporate the moment he woke up, and he couldn't even remember a vague episode.

As usual, get up, wash up, and find a place to have a delicious lunch.

As soon as he got dressed, there was a knock on the door, and it became more and more urgent, and the voice became louder and louder, and Song Mengcheng said loudly: "It's here." Then he walked to the door in his slippers.

When the door was opened, it was Fang Xiaoya, with a red cloth bag diagonally on her shoulder.

Song Mengcheng rubbed his eyes and said, "Why are you here, knocking on the door so loudly." Then he turned his head and walked towards the tea room, Fang Xiaoya followed closely behind him and said, "I'll accompany you for the winter vacation." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "I don't need you to accompany me, I'm living comfortably alone, I can get up at what time I want, and no one can interfere." ”

"I can see that you are comfortable, you don't even need breakfast when you are so comfortable, and the concubine is specially here to pick you up for lunch. Fang Xiaoya said.

Song Mengcheng said: "Don't curse me, I still want to live a few more years." ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "The concubine is wronged, where am I cursing you here, I am obviously praising your emperor's life and enjoying Qingfu." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "Up and down 5,000 years, from the Xia Dynasty to the end of the Qing Dynasty, a total of 15 dynasties, 162 emperors, their average life expectancy is less than 40 years old, there are 13 people who hung up before they were adults, and there are 6 of them who did not live to the age of 10, such a high-risk profession, you want me to do it, you are not cursing me?"

Fang Xiaoya said: "Look at it, how difficult it is for me, I slapped a sycophant here, and I slapped it on the horse's leg." ”

Song Mengcheng turned around and asked, "You didn't go home during the Spring Festival?"

Fang Xiaoya said: "Aren't you talking nonsense, I'm all in front of you." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "Oh, yes, I'm asking why you didn't go home, I just woke up, and my brain is not enough." ”

Fang Xiaoya smiled and said, "Which home do you want me to go back to?"

Song Mengcheng: "If you go back to your parents, no matter how you say it, they are all blood relatives, and you won't understand the truth that blood is thicker than water, so whether it's right or wrong, you have to cherish them and treat them well." ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "You don't have to care about this, you still have to care, let's have something to eat at noon, I can rely on you this winter vacation, in short, you have to take care of the food." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "It's up to you to decide to eat such an important thing, I'm only responsible for accompanying and paying the bill, do you think this will work?"

Fang Xiaoya smiled happily, stepped forward and grabbed Song Mengcheng's arm, and said, "Let's go." ”

Song Mengcheng struggled a few times, but he didn't break free, so he was simply carried by Fang Xiaoya, and the two of them came to Banqiao Road, which lacked the lively and lively people when they went to school, but there were not too few people.

Turning around, there was nothing to eat, Song Mengcheng said: "Forget it, let's go to the Northeast Noodle Restaurant." ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "You just said to listen to me, you will decide for yourself now, is this really good?"

Song Mengcheng said: "Then you have a decision." ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "Let's go, go to the Northeast Noodle Restaurant." ”

Song Mengcheng said, "Don't you still go here?"

As soon as the two of them entered the Northeast Noodle Restaurant, Song Mengcheng saw a familiar figure in the innermost table, it was Xu Xiangwei from the art department and another girl eating.

Xu Xiangwei also found Song Mengcheng and Fang Xiaoya, waved her hand and said, "Song Mengcheng, are you also coming to eat?"

Song Mengcheng walked to the dining table and said, "Xu Xiangwei, I remember the name this time." ”

Xu Xiangwei said: "If you can't remember it anymore, what I suspect is not your memory, but your IQ." Then he looked at Fang Xiaoya and continued: "This is your girlfriend? ”

Song Mengcheng said: "It's not a girlfriend, she's our fellow countryman, Fang Xiaoya from the Department of Foreign Languages." ”

Xu Xiangwei looked at the two of them, obviously disbelieving Song Mengcheng's words, thinking that his girlfriend could be so close, who could he deceive?

Fang Xiaoya withdrew her hand from Song Mengcheng's arm, stretched out her hand and said, "Xu Xiangwei, we met at the gathering of my fellow villagers, I remember you, you studied art." ”

Xu Xiangwei said that after shaking hands with her, she said, "I will also introduce you to a new friend, this is my classmate Jiang Mengmeng." ”

Jiang Mengmeng stretched out her hand to Song Mengcheng and said, "You are Song Mengcheng, I have heard Xu Xiangwei mention you many times, you have a deep understanding of painting, I am very happy to meet you." ”

This girl named Jiang Mengmeng is very beautiful, very quiet, dressed very decently, and shows a good upbringing, at first glance, she is a rich girl.

Song Mengcheng said with a smile: "If you don't know each other, it's nonsense, don't listen to Xu Xiangwei's nonsense." ”

Jiang Mengmeng shook Fang Xiaoya's hand very politely and said, "Since we have met, let's eat together." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "I'm so sorry to disturb your chat." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "There is no interruption, the two of us are just chatting, and there are more people." ”

Song Mengcheng was about to open his mouth to refuse, Fang Xiaoya said: "I also think that there are more people, let's eat together." ”

Song Mengcheng said, "Okay, then let's eat together." ”

Xu Xiangwei asked the proprietress to add two sets of utensils and ordered two more dishes.

Fang Xiaoya said: "The town doesn't eat meat, so let's change the dish." ”

Xu Xiangwei said to Song Mengcheng: "I really don't know this, you can have it." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "I have a simple meal, just have a sour and hot shredded potato." ”

Xu Xiangwei said: "Okay, boss, add a sour and hot shredded potato." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said to Song Mengcheng: "I have heard about the chat between you and Xu Xiangwei, and I am very interested in the conceptual art you said, I wonder if you can talk about it in detail?"

Song Mengcheng said: "Conceptual art was not proposed by me, it was Saul Levy who first clarified this concept in the 60s, Duchamp's "Spring" and the bearded Mona Lisa are the pioneer works of conceptual art, and they pay more attention to the display and reaction of a certain concept. Robert Rauschenberg has a work called "Erased De Kunin's Works", he just acquired a painting of De Kunin, and then covered his painting with paint, which became his own work, and the brilliance of this work is to knock down the identity of the artist from the altar, make art more popular, and at the same time lead art to a more free height in thought. ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "According to this theory, technology is becoming more and more diluted in the field of art, and gradually replaced by concepts. ”

Song Mengcheng said: "This statement is also true or wrong, technology is the basic means of an artist, but the concept is the core, it can only be said that there are artworks that do not need technology, but if the technical level is all discarded, it will become a pure concept competition, it will become a creative living idea, and it will no longer be art." ”

Song Mengcheng took a bite of the dish and said: " The definition of Confucius is very accurate, the reason why art is great is that it has completed a spiritual effort after religion and philosophy, not a practical effort, the value of art's existence lies in its ability to stay away from philosophical judgment, freedom In this relationship, art has similarities with logic, mathematics and science, other efforts are practical, but art does not, it only exists for the sake of art, so the only declaration of art is for art, and art is art is the only definition. ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "It makes sense, art is the definition of art, although this statement is too abstract, but you say this, it is much easier to understand, better than what our teacher said." ”

Song Mengcheng smiled and said: "It's not what I said, it was Consus who said it, I just agree with it, he called art art after philosophy." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "Seeing that you have done so much homework, do you want to make works?"

Song Mengcheng said: "I really have this plan, I plan to make some works after the year, combine the contemporary poetry art with the materials of daily living art, make the pure spiritual language art into a work of art, and another plan is to scientifically interpret the traditional swastika." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "Hitler used this symbol to change it to the symbol of **." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "That's right, but if Hitler didn't participate in politics, he was a very good artist, but his creation was non-artistic, functional, so it can't be used as a comparison, what I want to express is useless, and ** is anti-human, in addition, Hitler's ambition also made his soul dust." ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "Xiaocheng, let's eat quickly, patronize and chat, the dishes are cold." ”

Xu Xiangwei also said: "Eat, eat." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "When you create your work, you must call me, and I will visit and study." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "It's just an idea, I've been very busy lately, and I don't know when I'm going to do it, but I promise you." ”

Xu Xiangwei said: "I heard that you opened a company, is it really fake?"

Song Mengcheng said: "I did open a company, why, all the news came to you?"

Xu Xiangwei said: "I also heard from my fellow countrymen, and I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't dare to believe it, but I didn't expect it to be true." ”

Song Mengcheng glanced at Fang Xiaoya and said, "Look at the good things you have done." ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "What does this have to do with me, I didn't tell Xu Xiangwei, I just met her." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "It's not that you and your roommate in the dormitory talked nonsense, and then spread it. ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "According to this, you should thank me for becoming famous." ”

Xu Xiangwei said, "When will you take us to visit your company?"

Song Mengcheng said: "This is simple, the company is on campus, if you are free, go over and sit down and have a cup of tea." ”

After eating, Song Mengcheng took a few people to visit Unit C 403, and drank tea for an afternoon before Song Mengcheng sent the three people away.

Song Mengcheng walked around the room, looking at it, he felt that this place was still too small as an office, and he was going to move the company into an office building, which could be purely made into his own studio.