[257] The value of art

After Ling Xiaotong returned to school, he went to arrange for someone to hang the poster he had drawn last night on the propaganda board. I was thinking about how to explain what happened yesterday to Xiyi, but Su Xiyi just didn't answer his call. There is no way, I can only wait for her to subdue this anger, it is most difficult for people to listen to other people's words when they are angry.

After class at noon, Xiyi didn't go to the restaurant to eat, and Ling Xiaotong couldn't find anyone to help her speak, so she could only think of a way by herself.

At this time, the hotel welcomed an unexpected guest.

"Professor Zhu?!...... You...... This is?" Hao Baishi looked at the old man with silver hair but still in good spirits in surprise. This is one of the most respected professors in the school, and I really can't imagine that such a big Wan'er can come to his restaurant for dinner.

Professor Zhu smiled: "I didn't expect that my students could come out so capable." I'll come here for a meal and see if your tastes suit my old thing. Hahaha. ”

In fact, Professor Zhu has long been retired to the age of retirement, even in the past few years, he only brings a few potential graduate students every year, and will not come out to bring new students at all. But this year is different. Because of the exhibitions of various industries in the society, even as a veteran art college, there has been a loss of outstanding teachers, and there is no way, too many people want to go to other industries to make some money, and they feel that the classroom is too unproductive.

Because of this situation, some people joked that the current undergraduate students of the National University of Arts are not as good as one session, which really stimulated this respected old professor, and he immediately made a move that surprised many people in the school, that is, to take this year's undergraduates out of the mountain, that is, Ling Xiaotong and their class. This year's freshmen were fortunate to hear Professor Zhu's lecture.

"Professor Zhu, you're here. After Ling Xiaotong heard the voice, he also quickly greeted him.

As the most outstanding representative of this year's freshmen, Ling Xiaotong naturally knows him to many teachers. Professor Zhu also admired the young man. Of course, after Ling Xiaotong came to the National Arts University, although he had a bad foundation, he could analyze the meaning of many works with his abilities, and he slowly began to get started with art. Although many times homework still requires the help of abilities, it is not just a rookie who knew nothing back then.

"What's the matter, aren't you welcome?" Professor Zhu smiled slightly: "Ling Xiaotong, I was a little dissatisfied with your work before the holiday last year. ”

Ling Xiaotong was stunned: "Welcome, Professor Zhu, please come in." As he spoke, Professor Zhu was brought in, but Professor Zhu suddenly mentioned why the assignment at the end of last year was.

So Ling Xiaotong and the three of them made a table with Professor Zhu, and Yu Zhongcai immediately asked attentively, "Professor Zhu, what do you want to eat?"

"I'm free, I'll eat whatever you usually eat, just let me eat. "Professor Zhu is really approachable.

"Professor Zhu, look at what you said!" Yu Zhongcai immediately got up and went directly to the kitchen, Professor Zhu came, of course he had to order something special.

A few people sat at the table, the old professor looked at a few students with a smile, and said in his heart, who said that the students of the National Arts University are not as good as the first class, but he thinks that the first class is stronger than the other!

"Professor Zhu, you said I painted at the end of the year?" Ling Xiaotong was puzzled.

"What is the year-end assignment called. Professor Zhu asked rhetorically.

"The Last Beauty" Ling Xiaotong remembers very clearly: "This theme was arranged by Associate Professor Wang at that time. ”

"Not bad. Professor Zhu nodded and said, "However, your painting is too **, but it does not express the feeling of realism." ”

Ling Xiaotong understood what Professor Zhu meant, he had painted a thematic picture about the destruction of the earth by human beings, and the last beauty was the last remaining weed. That weed was the subject of the picture, and Ling Xiaotong saw a lonely weed in the corner of the campus playground, so he used his eye ability to shoot it and record it. As the theme of his work.

"The beauty of the end is too good, so the feeling of realism is not expressed. What Professor Zhu said were some esoteric words, and Ling Xiaotong could only understand half of them: "Hehe, these things have to be studied slowly by yourself." ”

"yes, I see. Ling Xiaotong smiled embarrassedly, she didn't expect that Professor Zhu would come to talk about this to herself.

"Actually, I didn't take your paintings seriously before. Professor Zhu said: "But today, someone came to the school and made a special trip to me to ask me for your work, saying that they wanted to see it. I just took a closer look at it. ”

Ling Xiaotong was shocked, he was just a little minion, and there were still people who came to ask to see his paintings?! How could it be?! Not only Ling Xiaotong was surprised, but even Hao Baishi Yu Zhongcai was full of suspicion.

"I came to you specifically to ask for my work?" Ling Xiaotong repeated Professor Zhu's words: "Professor Zhu, that, did they make a mistake?"

"Not really. Professor Zhu smiled: "Do you remember the last time I asked you to help my friend draw the picture of Pierre Auguste Renoir's "The Dance Party in the Red Bunch"?"

Ling Xiaotong's body was shocked, of course he remembered it very clearly, it was the one painted for Dong Sisi's father.

"I went to that friend's house afterwards and saw the painting as well. The shock you have given me is far beyond words. After all, Professor Zhu is a master of self-cultivation, although he was surprised, he was able to adjust himself to calm in time: "Xiao Hitomi, if I didn't know that the painting was painted by you, I would rather believe that it was a real painting." ”

Ling Xiaotong scratched his head and smiled, "Professor Zhu, you really lift me up. ”

Professor Zhu shook his head and smiled: "No, I'm telling the truth." ”

Although I don't know why Professor Zhu brought up this matter, Ling Xiaotong would not be stupid enough to admit that he has any strange ability, he can completely copy any picture, and the similarity can reach 100.00 percent!

"I shouldn't have told you these things, as a young man, I don't want you to float high too early. Professor Zhu said: "However, the person who came today is the child of a friend of mine in the past, and he came to me, no, he should have come to you." ”

Ling Xiaotong didn't understand what Professor Zhu meant at all.

"You've met. Professor Zhu smiled: "Sikong Muqi." ”

"Ah?!" Ling Xiaotong's mouth couldn't close in surprise, he was still drinking with Sikong Muqi last night, and this morning Sikong Muqi came to the school to find Professor Zhu?!

He also saw that painting in the Dong family's villa, and at that time he only knew that the painting was painted by a person named Ling Xiaotong, but he didn't know what this Ling Xiaotong did. He found out last night that Ling Xiaotong was actually a student of National Arts University, and he was actually my student. Professor Zhu smiled and shook his head: "Ling Xiaotong, I have to criticize you for this matter, as a student, how can you go to a bar to drink in the middle of the night? ”

"Yesterday...... That's, that's a special case. Ling Xiaotong laughed dryly.

"Actually, it's very simple. Professor Zhu is to the point: "Sikong Muqi began to get in touch with art at the age of three, and he was born with the talent of identifying famous paintings, maybe God gave him on the one hand will take him away, on the other hand, his kung fu has never been good, although it should be no problem to take out the university entrance examination, but he will never reach the peak." He is different from Dong Sisi...... Oh, Dong Sisi, you all know each other, so I don't need to say it. Sisi painted the first painting back then, which was a very naïve painting, but in my opinion, there were thoughts in it. ”

"Wait!" Ling Xiaotong couldn't help it anymore after hearing Sisi's name: "Professor Zhu, I want to know what your relationship is?!"

Professor Zhu was stunned: "Hehe, I have a friendship with their father, or rather, their father has asked me for painting." Professor Zhu didn't say it very clearly, but Ling Xiaotong could still know that they must know each other.

"Then, is it Sikong Muqi who came to me today?" Ling Xiaotong was basically sure who the person who came to Professor Zhu today to paint.

"Yes, that's him. Professor Zhu smiled: "I arranged a lecture for him. Tomorrow night. ”

"Why?" Ling Xiaotong was stunned: "His artistic insights are very high?"

"Nope. Professor Zhu smiled: "His artistic pursuit is very high, very high. He has a great dream, to promote art, so that everyone can feel that art is all around them, not like now, most people think that art is an ethereal thing!"

In fact, Ling Xiaotong had always thought that this was an ethereal thing.

"There are even many people who believe that art does not exist, that the value of many paintings and many works is simply illusory, and that the value is hyped up. Professor Zhu felt a little sad when he said this.

Ling Xiaotong didn't speak, in fact, he always thought that the value of many paintings was hyped up, not its own artistic value. It's just that Ling Xiaotong's understanding is not so marketable, at least he can feel that art exists now, but he really can't set the price.

"What does he want to do?" Ling Xiaotong was now curious about Sikong Muqi's behavior.

"He wants to build a big art museum here, no, I can't say I want to, I should say he has already built it. Professor Zhu said with a smile.

Ling Xiaotong's face changed: "Could it be that the legendary 'dreamga11ery' (dream gallery) that will be completed at the beginning of this year is the art museum built by Sikong Muqi?!"

"Yes, in ten days, the decoration should be over. Professor Zhu's words made Ling Xiaotong completely surprised, this wandering painter is really not simple! Ling Xiaotong can't calculate how much such a large art museum will cost.