The Shanghai Painting and Calligraphy Society is located in the Yu Garden, and the two stone lions in front of its meditation hall are the main exhibition halls of the Painting and Calligraphy Society.

Siqing handed over the invitation letter, walked into the hall, Huai'an was right, the sea painting school is its own, but it is not closed to make cars, it is a road of integration and innovation, here is deeply influenced by foreign culture, life is more diverse, calligraphers and painters based on its market, the subject matter of the works created is richer, the picture is more fresh and popular, completely achieved the business gentleman and the common people are welcome, which has always been elegant and vulgar Xuncheng, it is a good place to learn.

As she browsed, she pondered, and without paying attention, she saw a somewhat familiar painting.

The lonely goose flies south, behind is the desolate sky, this painting, and her porcelain art club hanging, after several twists and turns after the survival of the year's entries are exactly the same, if there is any difference, probably is that the color on this background is lighter than before, showing the vast grandeur of the world even more.

She leaned over and took a closer look at his brushwork, which was obviously much smoother and more sophisticated, but the paintings were like handwriting, and each person's unique style, no matter how young they were, there would still be traces to follow.

Subconsciously looked at the payment below, and the three words of Wang Hufang came into view.

Sure enough, it was him.

She stood in front of the painting for a long time, because of this painting and evoked memories of the past, I wanted to participate in the competition that year, she was still a little girl, that day was very lively, Mr. Wang, Prince Gong was doing the selection, Huai'an, teacher, Ting'an, Cheng Yiheng, and even the little emperor hidden in the crowd, they were still there at that time.

Once gone, it turns out that it has been so many years.

It wasn't fair for her to win that competition, and now, many years later, she looked at the painting in front of her and said with a smile: "If this painting had been contested back then, I'm afraid it would have been eliminated long ago." ”

"But the painters of the year couldn't paint it. Suddenly, someone answered.

As soon as she turned around, she saw a man coming, in a navy blue robe, with warm eyes and slightly raised corners of his mouth, I don't know if it was her illusion, but I felt that this person's demeanor was a bit like He Chushu.

She guessed, and pointed to the painting behind her: "Mr. Wang?"

"Exactly. Wang Hufang nodded, "Mrs. Meng, it's a good luck!"

"Luckily!"

I have never met, but I seem to have known each other for a long time, and I am not unfamiliar at all, which is probably the subtlety of art.

However, after a while, Wang Hufang shook his head: "It's not that I haven't met, a few years ago, I was present at the final selection in Xuncheng, and my wife won the championship in one fell swoop, I have a lot of impression of my wife, but you naturally didn't see me, of course, even if you do, you don't know it." ”

"Yes. Siqing smiled.

Wang Hufang said: "At that time, I wanted to enter the Siguxuan Art Fair in Xuncheng, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity, and later founded the Yuyuan Painting and Calligraphy Association in Shanghai. ”

"Isn't that great, too?"

"It's great, but it wasn't that idea at the time, and I didn't know what to do. Wang Hufang replied.

Siqing had some thoughts in her heart, if it was him who entered the finals at that time, would it be a different situation?

Although this idea is a little unreasonable, she suddenly remembered a story in the drama she used to watch, about the protagonist taking someone else's life, and she had no reason to connect the two, and she couldn't help but laugh at herself for thinking too much.

Fortunately, the person in front of him did not continue the topic of Fang Cai, he looked forward and recommended himself: "Mrs. Meng is new here, why don't I guide you." ”

"Okay, thank you. ”

Wang Hu conveniently led her to introduce the paintings in the exhibition hall one by one, this calligraphy and painting will be similar to the layout of Sigu Xuan, and the branch hall is also similar, but over the years, Sigu Xuan has focused on porcelain art, and has slightly changed the layout of the exhibition hall and the furnishings behind, and here, it is still mainly calligraphy and painting, and the decoration is the key to set off the atmosphere of calligraphy and painting.

Siqing watched it and remembered it attentively, and frowned faintly when she encountered something incomprehensible.

The small movements were in Wang Hufang's eyes, and he asked, "What opinions and thoughts does Mrs. Meng have, might as well come and listen to them?"

"I don't dare to take it seriously. Siqing hurriedly said, "I just think of our porcelain paintings, which have been improved several times in the past, and Western culture has also been integrated, and the results are not bad, but recently I have encountered a cold scene, but I don't know why." I see that you guys are blending traditional paintings with Western elements, isn't it very popular?"

Wang Hu pondered and said: "In fact, it is not only art and culture that changes people's vision, but also the society at that time, Shanghai is different from Xuncheng, where the port was opened earlier than Xuncheng, and the acceptance in the market is naturally more inclusive. ”

Siqing savored these words, and her eyes lit up: "That's right, let me pause, thank you." ”

"You're welcome, art doesn't distinguish between each other. Wang Hufang paused, and said, "Xuncheng is a place where literati gather, the cultural heritage is the deepest, but there are also slight drawbacks, that is, it is easy to be brought up the atmosphere, often a whole body, small things can also stir up a thousand waves, and here all walks of life come and go, the level is very different, the news is naturally scattered, but it will not be too radical, although the fish and dragons are mixed, but generally will not appear to open the store will be smashed at every turn." ”

"Mr. Wang even knows this. Siqing heard the metaphor in his words, and smiled helplessly.

"Xuncheng has some friends. ”

"Hmm. She didn't ask any more, anyway, it's not a secret that the porcelain art club has gone through several twists and turns, and in the same circle, he will know that it's normal, but ...... He mentioned this, but he didn't know what he meant.

Wang Hufang seemed to see through her thoughts, and explained generously: "I mean, Madame doesn't have to be limited to Xuncheng, for example, Shanghai, she can still do your things. ”

Siqing didn't respond in time, she looked around, it is true that as he said, there are three religions and nine streams of all walks of life, everyone is rubbing shoulders, and the crowd is almost impenetrable, but most of them don't know each other, and they have no contact with each other, let alone take care of other people's affairs.

Think about Xuncheng again, the people of Xuncheng manage a lot, love gossip, and they have to "uncover the rod" at every turn, indiscriminately, smashed the porcelain art club, surrounded the four Gu Xuan, and always love onlookers.

But......

They once coincidentally supported the gender equality cry action organized by Shen Wei, and they would also send a plaque to Huai'an, who had helped them with their errands, and tacitly tied white flowers on the street to commemorate He Chushu...... Although it makes people cry and laugh, but now that I think about it, I feel all kind.

She looked at the person in front of her and smiled calmly: "Let's talk about this matter." ”

Wang Hufang was slightly disappointed, so he had to smile back: "Okay, Shanghai has me here, although my ability is limited, but if my wife comes in the future, I must inform her, and I can do my best to be a landlord." ”

"Good. She nodded, and the two of them said a few more gossips, and suddenly there was a flash in front of them, accompanied by a bright light, "click", and then someone laughed.

She looked sideways and saw a man in a suit with a camera, having taken a picture of them.

Wang Hu beckoned to the man: "Brother Deng, this is Mrs. Meng, Mrs. Meng, this is my friend, he is a reporter." ”

Siqing returned the salute to the other party, thought for a while, and said, "My brother just happened to be with Mr. Deng. ”

"Oh, is he also a reporting reporter, what's his name?" Mr. Deng seemed to have a big personality.

"His name is Xiang Shen, he is a reporter, but he is not in Shanghai, and he is currently in Guangzhou. ”

"Oh, that's a pity we didn't see each other. Mr. Deng smiled, "Actually, it's not a peer, I'll leave the declaration soon." ”

"Oh. This remark attracted Wang Hufang's attention, "Brother Deng has another high level?"

"Not really, it's just that a few of my friends and I have the intention of starting our own journal, but we haven't made it yet, so I don't want to say much. ”

He didn't say much, so it was inconvenient for Wang Hufang to ask any more, so he had to shake his head angrily: "It's not a good idea." ”

"That's not the case, if it really happens, I can't help me with the arts, didn't I invite him in advance?" Mr. Deng joked with him, and then said to Siqing, "Mrs. Meng will definitely appreciate her face at that time!"

At that time, it has not yet been decided, of course, this is a polite remark, Siqing also made a polite reply: "Thank you for the invitation, you will definitely come." ”

After staying for a few more days, Siqing went home.

This trip has gained a lot, not only clarified the direction of the next porcelain art, but also made her think about some things, for the first time there is a clear concept of inheritance, throughout the ages, just to make money businessmen will not last long, but where the generations of businessmen and families must have contributed to the inheritance, naturally, there must be a higher pattern and feelings than making money, for example, the strong and deep love for the land where they stand.

When she went, she was still confused, but when she returned, she was completely solved, and her heart was relaxed.

Before I got home, I saw a person in front of the door from a distance, looking anxiously, as if I had been waiting for a long time, and when I saw her come back, I let out a long sigh and said with relief: "Fourth sister, you are finally here." ”

She frowned and looked at the person in front of her: "Third sister-in-law, you ...... Waiting for me?"

"I know you've been waiting for you for a long time when you're back today. Gu Yingyue pulled her into the door, and said cautiously as she walked, "Don't you think it's strange?"

"What's weird?"

"Isn't it strange that you've been gone for so long, and when you come back today, your second brother won't pick you up?"

"So you said this. Siqing smiled, "He's busy, so I won't let him pick it up." ”

"If you don't go, you really won't go?"

Siqing's footsteps paused: "Third sister-in-law, what happened?"

"What's going on, it's a big deal, there's an extra person in the family, what do you say?" Gu Yingyue grimaced, "Jiang Yarong, do you know each other?"

Siqing's body stiffened, and she raised her eyes clearly: "Jiang Yarong...... Miss Jiang...... Caiyun, she ......"

"Sister Siqing. In astonishment, a familiar voice suddenly came, and she turned around suddenly, and saw Jiang Yarong walking slowly with a mustache.

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