The East Garden only accepts calligraphy and painting, specializing in one line, although professional, but not as inclusive as Sigu Xuan, the disadvantage is that they made the same mistake as the previous Sigu Xuan, and refused to accept new things.

Western paintings are destined to be unpopular here, but Meng Ting'an still has a big name, and they accepted it, but after receiving it, it reflected greatly.

Wang Chu was not as open-minded as his father, and as soon as he saw this picture filled with thick ink and color, he shook his head: "Is this also called a painting?"

The members of the review team selected by him had the same opinions and visions as him, and the more they flipped back, the more they shook their heads and sighed, until they turned to a few very coolly dressed body paintings, and they were completely unsettled.

The rise of the East Garden is rapid, not as slowly accumulating as Sigu Xuan, it does not have much precipitation, it is more anxious, and more irritable, and has always been crowned with a professional reputation, but also accustomed them to dictatorship, they don't care what outsiders judge, and no matter whether these paintings are popular or not, they only know that they can't agree.

In the face of the paintings that they disagreed with, Si Gu Xuan at most ignored them, and they couldn't do it and didn't care, in their eyes, these paintings were not only disagreeable, but also harmful.

To put it more seriously, that's a big deal that hurts the art world.

Their response was to quickly set up a special group to judge these paintings in all aspects, from the content of the paintings to the perception of the painters, from the artistic meaning to the secular atmosphere, and they attacked not only the paintings, but also the thoughts of the painters.

The literati never lacked the words "scolding", they criticized and wrote sharply, but they were also impassioned and full of righteous indignation. After repeated bombardment of words, some people "disarmed and surrendered", and they really felt that Meng Tingan was a person with very problematic thinking, and they could not be with him.

Meng Tingan put these public opinions behind him, he only cared about his paintings, and since Dongyuan didn't like it, then he would take it back.

But Dongyuan refused to return it, they thought that they had the right to destroy these immoral things.

So, on this day, they piled Ting'an's paintings into the courtyard and burned them clean in front of everyone.

When Meng Ting'an arrived, he only saw that the smoke was thick and the painting had turned into a pile of ashes.

On this day, Lin Shaowei also came when he heard the news, when he came, the fire had already burned out, and he only saw the stunned Ting'an, his eyes were straight, and he was motionless.

After walking over for a long time to convince him, Ting An moved his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and kept thinking of the previous conversation with him.

He said, Sigu Xuan is no good, it is delaying you here, you go to the East Garden, this is for your good.

And my father's words, my father said that President Lin was right.

The voices of the two kept running in their heads, chaotic.

As Lin Shaowei left the East Garden, he didn't say a word, and walked behind him like an aimless wandering spirit.

Lin Shaowei wanted to take him to the Porcelain Art Society, but before he arrived, he walked to the door of Sigu Xuan, and suddenly saw a lot of people coming in and out, which was a scene that he hadn't seen for a long time.

When the people inside saw him, they hurriedly greeted him: "President, good news, the porcelain plate paintings sent from next door are very popular, let's look around Xuan is back, and even those new painters are also popular, everyone is rushing to order their paintings." ”

Lin Shaowei became excited: "Really?"

"Of course, come in, President, those new artists want to work with you for a long time, and they are waiting to talk to you inside. ”

"Okay, okay, wait for me......" Lin Shaowei remembered that there was another person behind him, and turned back happily, "You heard ......"

His words came to an abrupt end, and the raised hand suddenly fell with a sparkling warmth, which was blood.

Ting An suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then planted straight back.

Lin Shaowei was shocked, and the people around him were also shocked, and the two were in a hurry in an instant.

"Caused by blood attacking the heart. The conclusion given by the hospital, "The problem is not big, and you can be discharged from the hospital after a few days of recuperation, but it is not small to say that the patient's qi and blood are out of balance, and if you are depressed all the time, it will cause a variety of complications." ”

But Ting'an's mood was not so easy to relax, his hard work was burned, his talent was completely denied, his reputation was shattered overnight, and he couldn't help but think, why did the people he trusted push him elsewhere and let him fall into the abyss?

Isn't that Si Gu Xuan good, before he fainted, he clearly saw people coming and going, lively and lively!

Oh, by the way, Lin Shaowei is going to work with a few new painters, so he has to give way, right, but why can't he just say it?

He was stuck in such thoughts, and he didn't say anything, but his chest was tight, his breath was short, his head was splitting, and he was hospitalized for several more days.

After he was discharged from the hospital, he stayed in his own residence, or sat in the yard watching the fish, or in the study in a daze, and sometimes continued to paint, but most of the paintings were lost in the corner and never carefully preserved.

Because of the best-selling porcelain panel paintings, the Meng family officially cooperated with Sigu Xuan, but all popular calligraphy and paintings, after authorization and processing, became porcelain plate paintings, and had a second value, Sigu Xuan slowly regained popularity, and Meng's porcelain paintings also slowly reappeared on the stage, although it was difficult to reach the height that was supported by the palace for a while, but it gradually improved.

Meng Hongxian sometimes smugly: "You see, although innovation can make this skill develop, it is still tradition that really saves it." ”

Because the business has improved, he doesn't have to worry too much about Ting An, anyway, he won't do anything, and he won't be hungry.

But seeing him sullen, he couldn't help but sigh.

Ting'an's body and mood have become a matter of concern for the whole family.

Meng Hongxian's attitude was: "If you don't paint, you won't paint, stay at home." ”

Pan Lanfang chattered: "If you don't follow your father to manage the Meng family's family business, if you don't care, what if it falls into the hands of others in the future?"

And He Shi has been in a depressed mood since he beat his daughter away, and he empathizes with Ting An's sadness: "What we have lost is the most important thing in this life, and we have tried our best to protect it, but what can we do if we lose it and don't recognize it?"

She didn't read much, and she rarely spoke in a crepe, and suddenly became sensational, Ting An didn't hear the resonance, only the awkwardness.

When Siqing came over, He's words were finished, he heard the end of the words, and after the people left, she said firmly to Ting An: "You can't accept your fate, who said you can't paint anymore?"

Ting An raised his head for the first time and responded: "Don't paint yet, I want to rest and rest." ”

Siqing gave him space to rest, glanced at the painting he threw in the corner before leaving, picked it up and looked at it, had a thought in his heart, and turned around and said, "You don't want any of these?"

"Don't. ”

"Can I take it?"

"Whatever. Ting An didn't even bother to ask her what she was doing with those discarded paintings.

Siqing took the painting away, and she just thought that since the porcelain panel painting can bring a lot of attention to the new painters of Si Gu Xuan, can Ting An's painting be expanded now?

However, after taking a few steps and thinking about it carefully, I felt that I had not thought it through.

The same method, the first one is novelty, the second is to imitate, and then use this method, it will only bring heat to Ting'an, not to mention, the porcelain plate is the most suitable for Chinese painting, Western painting on it is nondescript, maybe it will bring the opposite effect, then it will be self-defeating.

The idea that had just come to her mind was dispelled, and she looked at the drawing paper in her hand, and lost her mind for a while.

When I came to the Porcelain Art Society, it was still very early, Shen Wei and the others had not arrived, only one person was sitting inside, it was Huai'an.

Yesterday Huai'an said that he would go back later, so she did not go with him, so it seems that he did not return at all last night.

She saw that he was staring at a copper kettle, the copper kettle was yellow, with a brocade pattern on the bottom, and all kinds of entwined flowers were painted on it, and the flowers were gorgeous in color, which was originally a bright and extremely bright color, but on this bright yellow copper kettle, it was very harmonious, so that people could see at a glance that this copper kettle was exquisite in craftsmanship and was very valuable.

She walked over, sat down beside him, looked at the kettle for a long time, and asked, "Is the glaze on this kettle different from the one we use?"

"Yes, this is a kind of glaze that is popular abroad now, they call it enamel glaze, our glaze is generally mixed with water, and they use oil. ”

"Enamel, is it a glaze from abroad?" Siqing immediately remembered, enamel is not very popular in China now, she has only heard of it, but she has never seen it, only knows that it is generally used on copper tires, and sometimes it is also used on gold and silverware, and its craftsmanship is expensive, and ordinary people will not buy it.

"If it can be used on copper tires, it will definitely be used for porcelain tires. Huai'an said, "In addition to the difference in the way I just said the blending, the composition of the enamel glaze is only a little different from the glaze we usually use, but their color is thicker, which is very suitable for ...... Western paintings. ”

Siqing understood: "You want to use the enamel glaze on the porcelain fetus?"

"Yes. ”

"Do you want to paint a Western painting on it?"

"Yes. ”

"Do you plan to use the third brother's painting as a template for Western painting?"

"That's right, that's how I'm going to get his paintings out again. Huai'an nodded with satisfaction, "It's just ...... Ting'an doesn't want to draw now, how can I ask him to draw a few templates for me?"

"Oh. ”

"And ......," Huai'an sighed again, "The enamel glaze is very expensive, it is a risk to put it on the porcelain fetus, and it is also a risk to paint Western paintings on the porcelain fetus, this time, I really can't guarantee that it will succeed, you ...... Do you support it?"

Siqing blinked: "If I can get the painting of the third brother, I will support it." ”

He frowned and made a sad face: "The third brother is also a stubborn ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the people around him take out the painting scroll, slowly spread it on the table, and then looked at him with a smile.

He looked back in surprise: "You actually have ...... Are you kidding me?"

"yes, I've always supported you. Siqing smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, like a clear breeze and a bright moon.

Huai'an looked at her, and at this moment, she suddenly felt that over the years, she had grown from the timid, autistic, and silent girl she had grown into a quiet and gentle woman who was not shocked.

Yes, he suddenly realized that she was an adult.

When she was forced to marry by the Meng family, he didn't treat her as an adult, and when she was proposed by He Chushu, he didn't treat her as an adult, and at this moment, in her starry smile, he found that she was not a little girl for a long time.

Some images inadvertently flashed through his mind, and his heart was inexplicably confused, and his eyes withdrew from her smile, turning to the copper kettle in front of him, looking intently.

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