In fact, as long as an identity like Cheng Yiheng comes out, no matter what kind of literati is a good person, and what kind of scholar is a scholar, he can't resist the coercion and temptation of power.

Si Gu Xuan agreed to the exhibition on the same day, but it was not early, the exhibition could only be arranged in the evening, and only this one night, and it had to be lowered when the park closed at seven o'clock.

This request is very unfair, but after all, Sigu Xuan has a good reputation, and a literati can win a sword with a pen and a mouth, and officials are actually not very willing to offend them, Cheng Yiheng has recently gradually understood this truth under the "lesson" of his father, and the other party has made concessions, and he is not good at getting an inch, so he can only compromise.

It wasn't a good time to do that evening, but it wasn't easy to get an opportunity to exhibit.

Meng Tingan had no opinion, so everyone hung the painting carefully, and all they had to do was wait.

The sun is sinking in the west, but fortunately the sky is still bright, and some tourists who wander around in the West Garden will occasionally come to visit, but there are very few of them. And most of them were women with children nearby, and the children couldn't understand it, and the women didn't know many words, so even if they did, they could only look at the bright colors and say, "Hey, it's weird and beautiful." ”

A staff member stepped forward and asked, "What do you think is good?"

"I don't know what to say, just look at it and be happy. ”

The staff member raised his eyebrows at Meng Ting'an, and with a sneering smile, he spread his hands and left.

For Si Gu Xuan, such a judgment has no value, and the likes of these people have no weight.

Time passed quietly, and it slowly got dark, and there were fewer people coming and going, and no one walked in for a long time.

He Chushu couldn't help but worry: "The response is not good, Brother Meng has a reason not to allow you to paint, I knew this was the case, I should have let you paint boldly, at least there will be a degree of discussion, as long as there is attention, it will not be buried, and it will not be as plain as it is now." ”

"Teacher, if it weren't for the conservative painting this time, there would be no chance for today's exhibition. Huai An answered: "It's because it's because of the rules that my father agreed to let us come." ”

said and patted Meng Ting'an on the shoulder and comforted: "There will be gains and losses, don't care." ”

Meng Ting'an smiled, looked up, and saw Cheng Yiheng taking the painting he had before, shaking his head as he walked.

He asked: "What does Cheng Gongzi think, although he said it bluntly." ”

"Huh?" Cheng Yiheng was stunned, "I don't have an opinion." ”

And he said: "I shook my head because your painting is obviously very good, how did those antiques devalue it to nothing, you see, this change from far and near shadows, how well the transition is, and you can even feel the blend of sunlight and water vapor." ”

Meng Tingan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Cheng Gongzi is too famous. ”

"But it's not a good reputation, I really like your paintings, if no one orders it today, I'll make it round, don't worry." ”

"This exhibition is not for sale money, just to let people know, if Cheng Gongzi likes it, he will give it to you. Meng Tingan replied politely.

"That's not good, it's not cheesy to talk about money, good calligraphy and painting must be valuable, this is the respect for the creator, if you just need to look at the surface is enough, then why do many people go bankrupt to find the real works of celebrities, just copy the rubbing. ”

What Cheng Gongzi said is extremely true. Meng Ting'an nodded.

The extremely polite tone made Cheng Yiheng not very comfortable, he restrained the playful and arrogant appearance with Huai'an on weekdays, and looked at the painting honestly.

After another quarter of an hour, and seeing that there was only half an hour left before the garden closed, even the only three or two idle women and children were gone.

A few people were hopeless in their hearts, and they had already begun to make other plans.

Later, how to face the disdainful gaze of Si Gu Xuan and these people, how to explain to the Meng family after he goes back, and how to get his father to agree to him to continue painting Western paintings in the future.

I thought back and forth about these questions, but no one came up with an answer.

And when they had already prepared for the worst, the courtyard suddenly sounded the sound of chaotic footsteps.

But a crisp voice shouted from outside: "Hurry up, everyone, they say the park is about to close." ”

As soon as a few people turned around, they saw a group of people rushing in, all wearing the same shirts and trousers, and pinning a badge on their chests.

"These are the students of the same academy. When Siqing saw that Xiang Shen had worn it, she immediately remembered.

It seems that they organized a visit to the West Garden.

Siqing searched in the crowd and didn't see Xiang Shen, and these students looked older than Xiang Shen, probably of a different level from him.

As they were looking, one of the leading students walked up to them and asked politely, "Is this the only room open now?"

Seeing them nodding, the student turned around and shouted, "Just this one exhibition hall, everyone is here to look at it at will, don't wander around, we will go back later." ”

The students came over one after another, shuttling back and forth around them.

They are students, they are very careful not to shout loudly on such occasions, and they want to whisper everything, but although they are extremely educated, it makes it difficult for several people, and they want to hear the opinions of these students, but they can't hear a word clearly.

I had to watch them wander around, bowing my head in a dull state, and then I heard a student exclaim: "I didn't expect that Siguxuan would exhibit Western paintings, this painting is very good." ”

Someone immediately chimed in: "Yes, yes, I wanted to say it a long time ago, we are here today, and I think I should let my classmates come and have a look." ”

"Yes, isn't the school setting up a Western curriculum, we should see more and learn more about this Western painting. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. "Like-minded young people resonate the most, and after a while, everyone agrees that these paintings are really good.

The student looked around, locked on to the little brother sitting behind the long table next to the screen, and asked, "Will these paintings be exhibited tomorrow?"

The staff thought for a moment and replied, "Some people will extend the exhibition time, but I still have to ask for instructions......"

"That's great. The student didn't pay attention to the second half of his sentence, and clapped his hands and said, "Ming'er will definitely run to tell each other, and invite more teachers and students in the school to come and see." ”

Hearing this, the staff silently swallowed back the unfinished half of the sentence.

While talking, it was time to close the park, and they reluctantly dispersed.

When they dispersed, the people around Lin Shaowei came to inform Meng Tingan that these paintings don't need to be collected today, and they will be exhibited for another day tomorrow.

He looked at each other with some curiosity, wondering why they had changed their attitudes.

He Chushu thought for a while and said, "These students of the new academy are more able to actively accept new things than others, they are the future of the country, it seems that Sigu Xuan attaches great importance to their views. ”

The next day happened to be the weekend, and a large number of students really came to the exhibition hall, rushing to this hall in Ting'an.

In the afternoon, even the teachers from the school came, and they all gave high praise to the paintings.

For several days, students and teachers came to visit, and later not only Tongwen Academy, but also teachers and students from other schools also came.

His paintings continued to be exhibited for several days, and there was school publicity, and those scholars who had come before but had not seen the paintings, led by Yang Lao, gathered here again to re-examine the paintings, and this time they all picked out the benefits, and almost praised them as flowers.

Seeing this, the members of the Siguxuan Art Fair also changed their attitudes and began to write comments and frames for his paintings, and soon some buyers took a fancy to him, and some were willing to pay extremely high prices.

Meng Ting'an's reputation was dry for a while, what an immortal talent, what kind of artist, although he covered him with the words of admiration that he could imagine, but also because he was young, even the name of "Dao Xuan Reincarnation" came out.

I just don't know how the painting saint of "Wu takes the wind, and the poor Danqing is wonderful" if he knows that he has been "reincarnated" and has opened his eyes to paint foreign paintings, how do he feel?

But no matter what, Meng Ting'an's three words were like a torrential rain, and he became a household name in just a few days.

He never wanted to be so famous, just to get his father's "permission".

Naturally, with the grand attention of all the art circles, Meng Hongxian is not sure, he is afraid that he will be drowned by saliva when he goes out.

He agreed, but there was still a request, and the future paintings could only follow the rules like this.

Meng Ting'an compromised, and then held several art exhibitions, at first many people appreciated and rushed to buy, but probably every time the style of painting is almost the same, the freshness is no longer there, and people's aesthetics are tired, even Si Gu Xuan can't find new words of praise in the face of similar paintings, so later, the heat slowly decreased.

But it still exceeded the initial expectations, in contrast, the desired result has been achieved, and Meng Tingan's fame and status have been raised, although the popularity has decreased, such a position will not slide down easily.

He and Cheng Yiheng gradually became familiar with each other, and the two could talk very well about Western paintings.

However, despite his growing fame, Lin Shaowei, who looked down on him before, still disliked it in his heart.

Not to mention what he still did before Huai He Chushu and Meng Hongxian, just saying that Meng Tingan became famous overnight had already slapped him in the face.

But he can't stop Youyou's mouth, nor can he refuse to exhibit Meng Ting'an's paintings in front of everyone, so he can only put that indignation in his heart and make himself angry.

Who knew that when I was walking in the corridor, I happened to run into He Chushu...... So this spirit must be sprinkled on him.

He Chushu often comes to Siguxuan now, all for his students' art exhibitions, the more dedicated he is to his students, the stronger Lin Shaowei's displeasure becomes, he meets him head-on, squints his eyes, doesn't even say hello, and walks past him with a face.

And He Chushu stopped him: "Why is Brother Shaowei in such a hurry?"

"Naturally, I have something to do. He had no choice but to turn back coldly.

"Oh. He Chushu was inconvenient to ask more, so he said goodbye to him.

And he thought about what he was going to be busy with, and stopped the other party: "I have something to tell you, your student's art exhibition is going to be suspended for a while." ”

"Why?" He Chushu looked back in surprise.

"Sigu Xuan wants to promote a Chinese painting selection, this activity involves a wide range, there are candidates from all over the country, and all the art halls must be occupied. He said.

He Chushu thought about it, Meng Ting'an's reputation had gone out, and the works currently on display had no freshness, so it was not a bad thing for him to pause for a while, and when people's memories of the previous faded, he could still win cheers when he appeared again.

So he nodded: "If you stop it, stop it." ”

After speaking, suddenly his heart moved, and another thought came to him, and then he asked: "Can anyone run for election this time?"

"That's nature, do you want to participate?"

He didn't answer the question, and immediately said, "If you get ranked, what will be the reward?"

"I will be hired as a member of the expert advisors of the Four Corners Art Fair. Lin Shaowei had some mockery in his eyes, "You shouldn't participate, right?"

He hadn't come before, and now he certainly doesn't think he'll be interested in this.

I don't want He Chushu to say to him very attentively: "Brother Shaowei, can you tell me the specific details?"

Lin Shaowei stared at him and his eyes lit up: "You really want to participate?"

"No, I'd like to fight for my other two students. ”

His face changed suddenly, and it was for the Meng family!

Snorted coldly: "You go to the back office to get the rules." "Then he shook his sleeves and left.

He Chushu quickly informed Siqing and Huai'an of the news.