Chapter 26: Love Silk (9)

(Go to the net.) "Hey, what are they doing?" I was too engaged in listening to him playing the piano just now, and I didn't pay much attention to what was going on behind him, only to find that the Go board on the table had already been withdrawn to the side, and several people were sitting around the stone table, their attention was all focused on a painting spread on the table, and their mouths were full of words, not knowing what they were discussing. Go and see the net.

"What are they doing here?" I asked, curious, and looked at the painting from a distance.

"It's a custom for them to get together," Qian told me, looking back, "and every time they meet, they bring out their latest new paintings for others to appreciate." Test Text Watermark 4. ”

"You don't want others to flatter you, do you?" I guessed, lowering my voice.

"This..."Comrade Xiaoqian obviously didn't have much entertainment spirit, and was stunned for a moment and then told me seriously: "No, there must be my teacher in the threesome, I think they should be in order to better learn from each other's strengths and learn more from others' advantages." ”

I see, seeing that they are discussing so enthusiastically one by one, it should be like Qian Cong said, for better progress. Test text watermark 7.

"By the way, how did you get mixed with them?" suddenly remembered a question, people have common hobbies, and it's just a matter of getting together, but Qian Cong, whose interests are different from theirs, how can he also mix with them?

Qian Cheng plucked the strings with his hands, bowed his head a little shyly and said: "I have liked music since I was a child, I like to play the piano, I used to play at home, and I always felt that the taste was a little worse, and music in nature should be the most beautiful." Qian Cong looked around at the surrounding scenery and said: "Once in a while, I pass by here and find that the scenery here is so beautiful, I like it here." Test Text Watermark 4. ”

"Later, I met them," Qian Cheng smiled and pointed behind him: "They like to have music next to them when they are painting, and I also like to see their persistent expression when they paint." So, as they came and went, I became one of them. ”

"Does your family support you?" his belief in pursuing ideals is admirable, but he is still very different from these people, people can still sell a painting for money, and you don't sell singing, can you support yourself by playing the piano?

Qian Chong heard what I meant and explained: "My parents died early, and my grandfather left me a money village, which is easy to operate, so I don't need to worry about it much. Test Text Watermark 3. ”

"It's strange if you worry about it, just rely on your money to remember the silver taels in the hundreds of semicolon stocks of the bank, which is enough for you to spend hundreds of years. At that moment, someone in the crowd of people looking at the painting interjected.

"Brother, I can tell you, the treasury has been very tight lately, and maybe one day, I will go to you to borrow money. Yuan Zhixun also joked with a smile. Test Text Watermark 9.

It's really unseemly, I didn't expect this handsome little guy with clear eyebrows to be a rich diamond king, I didn't see it at all.

"Brother Zhou's painting is really admirable!" Yuan Zhixun's love for painting is really obsessive, from sitting down to the present, his eyes have never left the stone table for a moment, and when everyone discusses, he also talks the most. Hearing him praise so loudly, I couldn't help but lean forward.

There's nothing wrong with it, but I just drew a two-story building next to the road, and a tall weeping willow fluttering in the wind next to the road, and I didn't find anything special when I looked left and right. Test Text Watermark 9. But I was embarrassed to say it, for fear that I would be despised by them at that time.

"Xiaoxiao, what do you think of this painting?" Yuan Zhixun looked at me expectantly, I hesitated for a long time to say a good one, but as for why it was good, I couldn't answer it.

"The finishing touch of Brother Zhou's painting, in my opinion, is this back. Someone in the crowd chimed in. "It's really a hero's vision!" I think so too," Yuan Zhixun responded excitedly after hearing this. Test Text Watermark 3.

I looked at the back carefully, and then I found that in front of the window on the second floor of the small building, there was indeed a person's back, judging from the bun, it should be a woman.

The painting was lifted by everyone, and Mr. Zhou was naturally happy, and from time to time he stroked his beard between his chins, and said proudly: "A few days ago, I took a car to Chang'an, and when I passed a small building, I accidentally saw a beautiful back in front of the window on the second floor, which made people fascinated. Test Text Watermark 2. ”

"That's a mistake," Mr. Gu shook his head and said, "You should be glad to have such a beautiful thing, how can you regret it? If you saw this woman's true face at the beginning, it was really as beautiful and moving as you said, and you would only be happy to guess the success of your own guess in your heart, but I am afraid that in a few days, the woman's face will be completely forgotten." If she is ugly, you can only be disappointed in your heart, where can you pretend to be other emotions? It is this sense of mystery and uncertainty that will make people reverie in their hearts and move their hearts!"

What you can't get is always good, and I can't imagine that this Mr. Gu actually applies this truth to painting, which has to be admirable. Test Text Watermark 2.

In the face of everyone's praise, Mr. Gu looked very indifferent, sighed and said unhurriedly: "This painting is a good painting, but the old man always feels that something is missing, if it can be matched with a poem that fits the artistic conception, it will be perfect." ”

What do you all think I'm doing? As soon as Mr. Gu's words fell, I immediately became the focus of all eyes. I thought I had nothing to do, but I didn't expect to let this old man calculate. Test Text Watermark 2.

"Miss Feng, don't shirk it. "Seeing that this enthusiasm is difficult, I can't think of a solution, this inspiration is like this, when you need to use it, he can't survive, you don't have that need, he just pops out like a blowout.

In a short period of time, I felt that my nose was already covered with dense beads of sweat, God, if there is a chance to do it again, I must buy a copy of 300 Tang poems, and memorize it from beginning to end!

Fortunately, this time the inspiration didn't keep me waiting long, and Fang Cai's nervousness was squeezed out by the swelling of self-confidence.

After listening to Mr. Gu's words, the little woman benefited a lot. It seemed to me that this beautiful scenery of spring could not arouse the interest of this girl, and I think she must have something to hide. ”

Arousing everyone's appetite, I put on a contemplative look, paced back and forth in the pavilion, and read out the famous poem "Lady Resentment" sentence by sentence: "The young woman in the boudoir does not know sorrow, and she condenses her makeup on the green building in spring." The willow color suddenly appeared on the strange head, and the penitent husband was looking for the marquis. ”

After reading it, the scene fell silent for a while, and then everyone high-fived and praised the good poems, listening to their compliments, my mouth was almost grinning to the back of my head.

This poem not only conforms to the artistic conception of the painting, but also Miss Feng's own mood. "This group of people has a really strong ability to associate, and being teased by them like this, I directly made a big red face. When I looked up, I accidentally found that Yuan Zhixun's expression at this time was actually a little weird...

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