"Is this a person?"

The husband held up the receipt and asked the docent next to him.

It's no wonder he has such speculation, after all, it's too much of a coincidence. In his opinion, whether it is a small ticket or a picture, it is a product of the cultural festival, and the two are related, which is too normal.

It's a matter of course.

"Huh?"

The narrator was stunned.

What should I do? I haven't been trained.

The point is that he doesn't know if it's the same person.

While he hesitated, a group of people poured into the hall of the guild hall, led by several old men with extraordinary bearings. A few old men, surrounded by many people, came straight to this side.

The crowd approached, and there were several reporters next to them, holding long guns and short cannons to follow.

This made the battle also make the visitors a little dazed and overwhelmed.

"Xiao Wu, what are you doing. ”

Caught off guard, someone stood up and waved his hand to suggest: "If you finish explaining, why don't you hurry up and take everyone to the middle stage to watch the play......

"Oh. ”

The narrator wakes up from a dream and is ready to act. However, at this time, the husband who was suspicious seemed to have found a savior, and hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Lingbi, Mr. Lingbi." ”

"Huh?"

An old man raised his eyes and muttered for a moment before he smiled and said, "Xiao Huang." ”

"Yes, yes, it's me. ”

is called Xiao Huang, who is already middle-aged, not young. But at the old man's age, it's not too much to call Xiao Huang out. And to the husband's delight, the old man really remembered who he was and was introducing him to others.

"This is Xiao Huang from the county chronicle office, and recently asked me for help in repairing the county chronicle. The old man smiled, "But Xiao Huang, it's not work time, I don't have time to accompany you to check the information." ”

Mr. Lingbi laughed. ”

The husband looked at his wife and daughter and said warmly: "I am accompanying my wife and daughter to participate in the cultural festival, so that they can experience the traditional folk culture." ”

"That's good. ”

The old man smiled and rolled his eyes: "Little girl, do you like to come here to play?"

Brush Brush Brush ......

The cameras next to him are aimed at the old and the young.

No matter what the little girl answers, there is post-editing anyway, and it can be edited.

Fortunately, the little girl smiled sweetly and said in a childish voice: "Grandpa, my name is Xiaohua." I love it here, you can eat ice cream. ”

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.

The couple was a little embarrassed and a little satisfied. Daughters are liked, and they are happy.

Another old man also smiled and asked, "What do you like besides ice cream?"

"I still like ......" The little girl poked her fingers at her little face, thought seriously for a moment, and then said crisply: "I still like shiny things, as well as paintings." ”

When the husband heard this, sweat broke out on his forehead.

Sure enough, the daughter follows her mother, nature, nature.

He smiled awkwardly, hurriedly picked up his daughter, and changed the topic: "Mr. Lingbi, we are looking at the painting." Listening to the little brother's explanation, among these works, this painting is the best. ”

He pointed to the sketch group on the wall.

The old man smiled and said euphemistically: "Xiao Huang, you have to know." When art reaches a certain stage, there is often no superiority. The so-called best also tends to personal aesthetic taste. ”

"Uh-huh. ”

The husband understood, he was so bad with the system, of course he understood the old man's intentions.

In public, it is taboo to hold high and step on low. When a group of painters show their work, and the experts only say that one of them has the best painting, doesn't it belittle the others?

Privately, it's definitely fine.

In public, you still have to pay attention to your words.

So he took the opportunity and said, "Yes, so I personally think that this painting is excellent and impresses me." It's just that the artist's signature is also strange, is it a foreigner?"

"Signed. ”

The old man looked at the sketches on the wall, and his expression was slightly strange. His thoughts were flying, and he also thought of the complicated feelings he had a few days ago after knowing the identity of the sketcher.

It's a pity.

The old man lost his mind slightly, then reined in his thoughts, and said with a smile: "This is not a foreigner, but an abbreviation of the name Pinyin." This painter studied Western painting, so he retained some of the habits of Western painters. ”

“…… I see. The husband suddenly realized, took out the ticket again, and gestured: "So the painting on this ticket is also from his handwriting?"

"What painting?"

The old man was stunned and took the small ticket.

He squinted, and for a moment, he froze: "This is ......"

The old man was moved, and let the companion next to him find the abnormality, and under curiosity, he inevitably came to watch it.

At first glance, they were also stunned. I saw a small square ticket, like the size of a postage stamp, the color of the ticket is clear, and a miniature picture is very eye-catching.

After looking at it for a moment, an old man with a serious expression turned around and stretched out his hand, "Magnifying glass." ”

"Uh......"

Everyone behind him was also stunned, but fortunately, there was a young man who reacted very smartly, and hurriedly took a magnifying glass with a handle in his briefcase and carefully presented it.

The old man took the magnifying glass, nodded in satisfaction, and hung above the receipt.

Several gray-haired heads immediately gathered together, muttering while studying.

"It's reticulated, not offset. ”

"Look at this texture, is it a flat stone plate?"

"Not necessarily...... The layers are rich and the three-dimensional sense is so strong, it may be copperplate overprinting. ”

A few old men focused on research, and completely ignored others.

This reaction ......

The husband was a little surprised, and he was surprised. In fact, when he saw the small ticket, he had a vague concept in his heart. But what the specific concept is, he himself can't say.

Shen Zhuang day trip, gift package or something, he definitely doesn't care.

But a hunch made him put away the ticket carefully. After all, the painting on the ticket made him feel more touched, and he couldn't bear to throw it away. Now it seems that his instincts were right. Maybe there is something unusual about this small ticket.

After a long time, an old man raised his head again and asked seriously, "Xiao Huang, how did you get this thing?"

"Old man, this is Shen Zhuang doing activities. ”

The husband hurriedly replied: "Just now, the hot air balloon was lifted into the sky, and someone scattered a lot of flying flowers. At the same time, I told everyone that there were 500 small tickets in Feihua. If anyone is lucky enough to pick up a small ticket, they can go to Shenzhuang to receive a gift. ”

"This small ticket was picked up by my daughter. ”

The husband smiled: "I looked at the face of this ticket and thought the picture was very interesting, so I put it in my pocket." When I entered the hall, I saw the painting on the wall and found that the signature on the painting was the same as the ticket painting, and I felt a little curious. ”

"Hmmm......"

Several old men looked at each other, and they also discovered this detail.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been studying for so long.

The husband was really curious, and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Lingbi, the paintings on the wall and the paintings on this ticket are all the works of the same person, right?"

“…… Should be. ”

Mr. Lingbi nodded, and then said solemnly: "But I want to remind you, this small ticket ...... Not a small ticket, to be exact, but a ...... Print. ”

"Huh?"

The husband was stunned: "What is printmaking?"

When several old men heard this, they shook their heads and laughed.

Then an old man explained: "What is printmaking, and what is printmaking, this question may be difficult for ordinary people to understand. ”

"Printmaking is defined as a work of art conceived and created by an artist and produced through the process of engraving and printing. But when someone hears the word printing, it is estimated that their first reaction is to question, what is printed is also a work of art?"

"Although printmaking is a printed matter, there is no essential distinction between the two. However, in the industry, printmaking and printing are strictly defined. ”

The old man said seriously: "The biggest difference is that prints can be printed indefinitely, while prints must be printed directly on the original under the supervision and guidance of the author himself or himself. Moreover, the printed work must be signed by the author and numbered. ”