Chapter 679 of the text is an unintelligible painting

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"My suitor Ye Rongrong, but for the sake of his hard pursuit of me, I just upgraded him to a boyfriend. Liu Yifei said.

"Hello. ”

Zhang Linlin said, about to hug Ye Rongrong.

"What are you going to do, don't you know the difference between men and women?"

Seeing that her friend Zhang Linlin was about to hug Ye Rongrong, Liu Yifei hurriedly stopped her.

"Hehe, it's not just a hug, look at what makes you nervous. ”

Zhang Linlin glanced at Liu Yifei and said. It seems that his friend really cares about this man, and he doesn't even allow him to hug politely.

"Huh. ”

Liu Yifei smiled a little embarrassedly. I don't know why, Liu Yifei didn't want her friend to hug Ye Rongrong.

"Forget it, for your jealous sake, I won't hug your boyfriend anymore, hello, I'm Liu Yifei's best friend, my name is Zhang Linlin, and I'm a reporter. Zhang Linlin introduced herself.

"Hello, my name is Ye Rongrong, farmer. ”

Ye Rongrong shook hands with Zhang Linlin and said.

Zhang Linlin's hands are very soft and cold, and they are quite comfortable to touch in this hot season.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is that this Zhang Linlin is sick, her limbs are cold, and she belongs to the heart and spleen deficiency type, although this disease is not strict, but if it is not treated, it will become a major disease that is difficult to treat.

"Farmer, hehe, you're not kidding, are you?"

Zhang Linlin said in disbelief.

After all, Liu Yifei is now a county parent official, and her family is also a good family in the provincial capital, how could she fall in love with a farmer.

Ms. Liu's family would not have agreed to her marrying a peasant.

"No kidding, I'm a farmer. Ye Rongrong said.

Ye Rongrong didn't feel that there was anything to be ashamed of being a peasant, without peasants, where did these city people, eat and drink, and they didn't come out of the fields.

"It's really a farmer, will your family agree?" Zhang Linlin looked at Liu Yifei suspiciously and asked. see

"My business, I make my own decisions. Liu Yifei said.

"Hehe, domineering, I don't have the guts, I can only obediently marry the person arranged for me by the family. Zhang Linlin said.

"Talk, I'll take a look at the paintings. ”

The two women were a group of ducks, and seeing Liu Jingqing and Zhang Linlin chatting endlessly about some nonsense that did not have any nutrition in Ye Rongrong's opinion, Ye Rongrong couldn't listen to it anymore and spoke.

"Well, go ahead. ”

The first floor of this club is so big, Liu Yifei is not worried that she will not find Ye Rongrong.

Leaving Liu Yifei and Zhang Linlin, Ye Rongrong looked at these methods in the hall.

As for Ye Rongrong, whose painting skills have reached the level of a grandmaster, of course he can see the quality of these methods, the paintings of the ancients, Ye Rongrong looked at them and felt that they were still good.

It's just the paintings of some modern painters, Ye Rongrong is a little afraid to compliment, to be honest, Ye Rongrong can't understand it.

Some of them dotted a few dots on a blank piece of paper, some of them scribbled something with a brush on a random figure that they didn't know, and some of them drew a few squares on the paper.

Ye Rongrong really didn't understand what kind of painting this was, it was really not as good as the paintings drawn by some kindergarten children, at least the paintings of kindergarten children, you can still roughly see what he is drawing.

But these paintings on the wall, forgive Ye Rongrong's eyes, he really can't understand what the paintings are.

However, Ye Rongrong knows that these paintings are abstract, metaphysical art, and belong to paintings that normal people can't understand.

Anyway, Ye Rongrong just can't understand these paintings, these paintings are given to Ye Rongrong, Ye Rongrong dislikes them, they are too ugly, and they don't know what to paint.

When you get a painting in the village, nine out of ten villagers will say that it is a kindergarten child's words, and the remaining one percent will think that it is a neurotic drawing.

However, these paintings that people can't understand can be bought at very high prices, some even worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and I don't know if these people who buy paintings understand the abstraction in the paintings.

Anyway, in Ye Rongrong's view, a messy painting can embody bullshit abstraction, grass is not grass, trees are not trees, and I don't even know what it is, what can it embody.

Even Ye Rongrong suspected that these messy paintings were those painters who took a brush and scribbled casually and threw it aside when they were in a bad mood, and they didn't have any thoughts at all.

What reflects the painter's dissatisfaction with reality, and what abstract expression of a certain kind of thought, are all thought up by the latecomers themselves.

That's not what the author meant at all.

This is like Journey to the West, one of the four famous novels in China, it is estimated that the author made up the story for life, wrote a book, and earned some living money, which is a very simple thing.

However, in modern times, he came up with the "Theory of Theme Contradiction", "Theory of Theme Transformation", "Theory of Antiy Medicine, Theory of Punishment of Adultery and Shangxian", "Theory of Reflecting the People's Struggle", "Theory of the Ontology of Western Heaven Learning from the Scriptures", "Praise of Resistance, Theory of Light and Justice", and so on.

It seems that the author's purpose in writing this novel is to express so many thoughts.

Ye Rongrong really wanted to say, "Please, people write novels, just to earn a living money, it's not as complicated as you think." ”

After all, when Jin Dada wrote the Lu Ding Ji, was it really to reflect the social reality? Did he really think about it so much?

Ye Rongrong felt that he definitely didn't think about reflecting any social reality or any critical thoughts, but thinking about whether this scene was written vividly or not, and whether readers would like it.

That's all.

Everything else is figured out by those experts and scholars who have had enough to eat and have nothing to do.

"Teacher Xu, you're here too. ”

"Hehe, Mr. Zhang is here, how can I not come. ”

"Master Chen is also here, I didn't expect you to come to participate in a junior art exhibition?"

"Zhao Ying is a good young painter, her mentor is my senior brother, how can I, as a senior uncle, have to support it. ”

"Zhao Ying, with your old painting master, the future is great. ”

They are all people in the circle, and everyone is no stranger, old friends get together to chat, and it seems that they haven't seen each other for a long time.

Ye Rongrong was a stranger mixed in, and many people also saw him, so no one paid attention to him, but Ye Rongrong was happy to be idle.

With these so-called painters, Ye Rongrong found that he couldn't pee on the same pot with them, mainly because of the paintings that Ye Rongrong couldn't understand, and these people were stunned to be able to say a lot of ideological realms.

Ye Rongrong always felt that they were a bit.

"Seniors, friends, I am very happy that you can participate in my solo exhibition, most of the works in this exhibition hall today are my works over the years."

Zhao Ying stood in front of a picture and said to the people who came over today.

"This mess is the best work I personally think this year. ”

In the end, Zhao Ying pointed to a canvas behind him that was about five meters long and two meters wide.

Ye Rongrong took a look at it, and felt that this painting was really a veritable chaos, it was just chaotic, looking at people's eyes was going to take flowers, and he couldn't see it at all, what the hell was this painting, this name was appropriate, it was really chaotic.

"Now I have asked the famous painting master Mr. Chen Desheng to comment on this painting. A young woman who looked like a host said with a microphone.

"I am very happy to be able to participate in the solo exhibition of Zhao Ying, a young painter who is rare in recent years, and her painting style is full of realism and abstraction."

An old man in his sixties, walking to the front, holding the microphone, is crackling and putting on a high hat for Zhao Ying, it seems that this uncle is still not in vain, and he is still very supportive of his own people.

"To get back to the point, this chaos, judging from the way of painting, is Zhao Ying, a young painter, who used the most difficult 'drip method' in the painting world to paint, mixing sand, glass shards or other things into the paint to make it a thick fluid, walking around like a dance, dipping a stick in paint, and letting it drip on the canvas with a unique artistic technique of splashing and splashing. ”

"Using dense brown-yellow, white, maroon, black and other pigments, the lines are chaotic and scattered, and the wild and tense color lines have their own logic, accidental effects and musical rhythms. ”

This chaos reflects the spirit of freedom, non-conformism, courage, and constant exploration of the macrocosm and the depths of inner consciousness, as well as the apprehension, anxiety and uneasiness of Zhao Ying, a young painter. ”

"Do you understand?"

I don't know when Liu Yifei and Zhang Linlin came to Ye Rongrong's side, Liu Yifei asked Ye Rongrong in a low voice.

"Hehe, I didn't understand. ”

Ye Rongrong said with a smile next to Liu Yifei's ear.

Ye Rongrong really didn't see any spirit of freedom, non-conformism, courage to forge ahead, and constantly exploring the macrocosm and the depths of inner consciousness from this chaotic painting, let alone how this painting expressed worry, anxiety, and uneasiness.

In Ye Rongrong's opinion, this is simply nonsense.

"Hehe, I didn't understand it, I feel that the kindergarten children are better than this painting. Liu Jingqing whispered.

Over the years, Liu Jingqing has also participated in several such solo exhibitions, and the paintings painted by the current painters are becoming more and more incomprehensible, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, and I don't know how to call them art.

"Personally, I think this mess is definitely the best painting in the work of this year's young painters, whether it is"

Master Chen talked eloquently on it.

"Mom, this painting is really ugly, it's worse than my paintings. ”

Just as everyone was quietly listening to Master Chen's explanation of the good thing about this chaos, the voice of the immature child sounded in the hall.

Everyone looked at each other and found that it was a little girl of seven or eight years old wearing a princess dress.

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