Guo Jianming's comments reminded me of the well-known theme of "Dream of Red Mansions" - focusing on the daily life of Rongguofu, the tragedy of love and marriage of Baoyu, Daiyu and Baochai and the trivial matters in the Grand View Garden as the main line, and the history of the four major families of Jinling aristocracy Jia, Wang, Xue and Shi from their prosperity to decline as the dark line, showing the inevitable trend that the feudal society at the end of the road will eventually perish. Chu Jiang said slowly.

"Everyone knows this theme, why do you want to say it again?" Guo Jianming said disapprerovingly, his face full of disdain.

"But I've been thinking about it, how could Cao Xueqin at that time foresee the decline of feudal society?" Facing Guo Jianming's dissatisfied tone, Chu Jiang smiled faintly and continued, "I personally think that Cao Xueqin at that time should just want to create a large number of beauties that have been passed down through the ages. ”

Maybe Chu Jiang talked about beautiful women, and the surrounding crowd pricked up their ears and unconsciously approached her.

"Bright and charming" Xue Baochai, the graceful Lin Daiyu, Keqing who is good at amorous and bingyue appearance, Xue Baoqin, who is better than the painting, and Wang Xifeng, who still loves in his heart......" Chu Jiang continued, "Novels, the most eternal thing is definitely the character image, the so-called scene and environment are all for the characters, and many of the so-called central ideas are added by later generations. ”

Guo Jianming is also a smart person, Chu Jiang said that he knew three as soon as he said it, sneered, and said aggressively: "Are you saying that I imposed the meaning that a woman is not a vase on this painting?"

"It's okay if you understand it that way. Commenting on paintings, it's always the opinion of the benevolent and the wise. Chu Jiang said lightly, "I just think that the author of this painting of a beautiful woman holding a vase shouldn't have thought about it so much." ”

"Then what is the author's purpose in painting this painting?" Guo Jianming asked without giving in, in fact, Chu Jiang's sentence of benevolence and wisdom was already giving Guo Jianming the steps, but Guo Jianming didn't want to go down the steps, he always thought that what he commented was correct.

"Sometimes we don't need to do things for any purpose, and if we insist on having them, the author of this painting should just want to give people a hint, an imagination. It gives people a feeling of pleasure or beauty in the hint and imagination!" Chu Jiang finally said his opinion.

This is a view that is drawn from the most emotional point of view.

Just when Guo Jianming was about to refute, a young man in his thirties with a little unkempt hair walked quickly towards Chu Jiang, he was wearing jeans, and the jeans with a hole in his knee had been torn, maybe he cut it himself, or maybe he accidentally broke it when chasing a beautiful woman.

"This gentleman, I said my truest thoughts!" The cowboy man excitedly held Chu Jiang's hand, as if he had met an old acquaintance in a foreign land, and his glasses eyes were shining.

It is clear that this cowboy man is the author of this oil painting of a half-fruited beauty holding a vase.

Through the glasses, Peng Yuqin suddenly found that in fact, this cowboy man had the same obscene eyes as Chu Jiang.

Even the author of the painting had a warm handshake and hug with Chu Jiang, what else could Guo Jianming say, and who should the surrounding classmates look at?

Could it be the childcare he hired? Guo Jianming could only use this excuse to temporarily balance his psychology.

After a simple exchange between Chu Jiang and the cowboy man, he took Peng Yuqin to other exhibition halls, just came up to admire the oil paintings, what to comment on, beauty, sometimes there is no need to say it.

The paintings in this exhibition hall are relatively green, not that the paintings are green, but that the content of the paintings is full of green flavor. For example, a childish girl with two pigtails under a black tile and white wall is bouncing to school, for example, at an old alleyway, a boy in a really good shirt is riding a phoenix bicycle looking at something, for example, a girl's eyes, just one look, without any background.

This exhibition hall seems to be very cold, after all, the outer exhibition halls are full of half-fruit, full-fruit beauties. It is said that there are beautiful women who don't appreciate it, and the sky thunders. Yes, most people come here to admire not the painting itself, but the beauty in the painting.

And this exhibition hall, there is no physical temptation ~ temptation, no bright color, just a simple taste and nostalgic figure.

The audience's message book was placed in a corner of the exhibition hall, and a few big words were posted next to the message book: "What kind of eyes are that? If you answer correctly before eight o'clock, there will be a giveaway." ”

Isn't it almost eight o'clock? It's a giveaway, it's okay to give red wine at the red wine conference, you can go back and drink it in the evening; it's not interesting to send paintings to the art exhibition, and our brother Jiang doesn't have this hobby.

The curious Chu Jiang walked over, wrote twenty or thirty lines on the message book, and then signed his name and attached his phone number. If you accidentally say the meaning of the eyes, it's not bad to get a souvenir.

Eyes of surprise, eyes of hope, eyes of love...... There are all kinds of statements in the message book, there are a hundred Lin Daiyu in the eyes of a hundred readers, and one look can indeed explain many, many different meanings, but what meaning does the author want to express? Of course, only the author himself knows.

How can this look be so familiar, yes, it is very similar to Peng Yuqin's eyes!

Peng Yuqin was completely stunned when she saw the eyes in this painting, and stood there stupidly, deeply precipitated in her own memories, which is the charm of artwork - the role of resonance.

Chu Jiang didn't bother Peng Yuqin either, just walked lightly to the front of the message book, and when he wanted to stretch out his hand, one hand picked up the pen faster than him.

Chu Jiang looked up, why did Guo Jianming's gang always want to be like ass, Chu Jiang even admired Guo Jianming's courage in repeated defeats and repeated defeats, he was really a more powerful character than Ah Q.

"Chu Jiang, I'll come first. Guo Jianming said with a smile, and then thought he was very personable and wrote "admiring eyes" on the message book, and then solemnly signed his name and attached his mobile phone number.

Bai Yanlang was not far behind, and also wrote "Discharge Eyes", Zhang Qian actually came to write it, and she wrote "Lingering Eyes".

Chu Jiang just smiled faintly, and when they were all finished, he walked up lazily and wrote a few words lightly, without a signature, let alone a mobile phone number.

Guo Jianming and Bai Yanlang glanced at each other, intentionally or unintentionally, and then a mocking smile appeared on their faces.

How could it be such a look when you scribbled it casually? No wonder you didn't even dare to sign your name.

When Guo Jianming wanted to be sarcastic again, a tall woman wearing a white shirt walked in from outside the hall, the wide white shirt was a bit boyfriend-like, but it looked a little casual and street on her body. Wearing a small black vest inside, a number of buttons are generously unbuttoned on the chest, the hem is scattered freely, and it is paired with slim jeans with calves, which is very literary.