Fanwaiyi: The mission of art

Three years later

The Metropolitan Museum of Art

Zhong Yue stood in front of the closet of the Dadu Museum, looking at the forty-three lines of the "Lingfei Sutra" displayed in the middle. Three years ago, he stepped into the holy realm of harmony, and this time he was invited to do an art exhibition here, looking at the beautiful handwriting works in the window, the voice of the system sounded for a long time.

"The system tests the authenticity of the forty-three lines of the "Lingfei Sutra", is it included?"

Zhong Yue smiled knowingly and did not answer.

"Hey, Zhong. So you're here. ”

Zhong Yue turned his head and saw a black American young man with a dark complexion, so he said, "Well, let's visit." ”

The man said in non-standard Chinese, "I thought you had gone somewhere." What are you looking at?"

Zhong Yue pointed to the work in the window and smiled: "It." The calligraphy works of our nation. ”

"Oh, great work. It's a pity that I can't call the shots, otherwise, I'll give it to you. ”

Zhong Yue smiled, now, for him, whether he could gather the entire volume of this Spirit Flying Sutra was dispensable, but he said, "Ham, if you can contact the curator here, please tell him." The rest of the fragments of the Lingfei Sutra are in my hands, and if you are interested in a group exhibition, we can talk about it. ”

"In ...... In your hands?"

"That's right. ”

Ham looked a little surprised and said, "Okay, I'll try it when I get a chance." Now, Zhong, hurry over. The people of the International Federation of Pictures are waiting for you to give your acceptance speech. ”

Zhong Yue followed Ham towards the venue on the side. In the past few years, Zhong Yue, who has lived in a simple place in Xiaohe Mountain, has not had many activities, but he has produced a lot of works, some of which have been praised internationally and are known as the revival giants of the contemporary art world.

The door of the venue was pushed open, and the painters from all over the world sitting in the venue saw this magical young man with the mysterious characteristics of the Orient, and began to applaud and welcome, and the applause lasted for a long time.

Zhong Yue's pace was steady, as if Mount Tai had collapsed in front of him and his color did not change.

"Thank you all for your welcome. First of all, I am honored to receive this International Award for Artistic Achievement, but I think it is too early to win this award, after all, I am only 25 years old. ”

The people below looked at Zhong Yue, who was talking and laughing on the stage, in surprise.

At the age of twenty-five, winning this gold medal is indeed a genius in painting. Of course, there are also many talented artists who showed amazing artistic ability in their youth, such as Leonardo da Vinci and DΓΌrer.

"Some people say that our era, after the fall of the masters of the 20th century, is an era of art sinking, but I think that art will never sink, and the form of its existence will always be beyond the grasp of those critics who only have their eyes floating in art exhibitions. I don't think I want to say too much about art, or painting, because it's useless to say too much, but if real artistic creation can be summed up in words, then what do you need the artist's hands and brushes for?"

There was a burst of laughter in the audience, and they were all infected by Zhong Yue's humorous language.

"What I'm talking about is the sense of mission that you have to have as an artist. Art, it is not a skill, but a confession of true sentiment, if even art needs to be deceitful, then ashamed of the word art, so I think as an art practitioner, the word 'real' is the mission and glory on our shoulders!"

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Fifth Avenue is a neat and clean cross street

Gu Qin is taking Huang Youwei and a group of little sisters to "shop" in the mall.

"Sister Gu, I think this bag is suitable for you. ”

"No, this color is too bright, suitable for you little girls, I am the mother of a child, this color is really unbearable." ”

Huang Youwei hung up the bright yellow satchel for Gu Qin, then pushed it to the mirror and said, "How could it be? ”

"Really?" Although he said that it was not suitable, that satisfied smile still betrayed Gu Qin.

"Eh, Gu Qin, come and see. ”

Gu Qin turned his head and frowned, "What's the matter?" When Americans heard it, they all thought that we Chinese people were so uneducated. ”

The waiter on the side, who spoke fluent Chinese, bowed slightly, and said, "It's okay." This is a shopping place specially designed for Chinese consumers. ”

"Gu Qin, come and see. ”

Gu Qin looked at the accompanying little sister who was standing by the window and shouting. Originally, he came to the United States for a vacation with Zhong Yue, but as soon as Zhong Yue let go, he was taken by this group of little sisters and became a shopping consumer.

Gu Qin walked to the window and looked at the busy street under the high-rise building, "It's nothing, what's the fuss?"

"No, look at the biggest advertising screen. ”

Gu Qin raised his head, looked at the screen on the corner of the street, the painting style was a little familiar, looking at the shadow in the painting that looked very similar to her, he seemed to remember that this painting seemed to have been painted a year ago when he had not given birth to a baby, so he was a little overjoyed, and stroked his cheek with his hand, "Death, is this because I don't look good before?"

"Gu Qin, you have such an excellent husband, I really envy you. ”

Gu Qin raised his eyebrows and said, "That's it." This painting doesn't look much better......"

said so, but he still took out his mobile phone and kept taking pictures of the corner building.

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Two hours later

Ou Yangming's whole body was full of shopping bags, and he struggled to hold his mobile phone between his neck, "Crooked, Brother Yue, are you here or not, my hand is about to break." Your wife and sister, and my wife, these three women are about to empty the mall, if you don't come again, I will leave it alone. ”

Zhong Yue looked at Ou Yangming in the distance and said, "What about them, why are you carrying so many things alone with a stupid person?"

"How do I know? They said they went to the toilet, but it turned out that it had been an hour, and they didn't answer the phone, so they must have been consuming again. ”

Zhong Yue sighed, walked across the zebra crossing, looked at Ou Yangming's dad's virtue, and said: "You say, are the two of us cheap, I would have known that it would be good to come to the United States on business, and I have to drag my family with me." ”

Ou Yangming was about to cry, and said: "Brother Yue, you finally understand, I was hiding from me at the beginning, okay, my sister-in-law stabbed me with a phone call, you are doing it yourself." ”

Zhong Yue helped put the shopping bag into the trunk and said, "Where are you going to go later?"

"The hell knows what these aunts and grandmothers are up to. ”

Zhong Yue looked at the clothes and bags in the shopping bag, and there were actually baby bottles......

He couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Loser girl......"