"Ah, Brother Su Tuo, are you okay, where did you fall, does it hurt?" Yun Duo hurriedly helped Su Tuo up, patting the dust on Su Tuo's body, and asked with concern.

Su Tuo blushed and said: "There is something wrong with this chair, I accidentally fell on my buttocks, and the flesh is thick and does not hurt." ”

Yun Duo subconsciously wanted to rub the part where Su Tuo was fallen, but fortunately, he figured it out halfway through his hand, and turned it into a crisp sound of "pop~", Su Tuo was in pain but didn't dare to show it. The clouds also regretted it after shooting, although it was not kneaded, but it was not suitable for hitting.

"Duo'er, I'm fine, you have to be merciful. ”

Yun Duoqiao blushed and said, "Otherwise, let's change seats, I will sit carefully, and I will not be afraid that there will be problems with the chair." ”

"No, I'll be careful. Well, do you still want to see the paintings?"

"You see, you draw better than in books. ”

Su Tuo took the pencil and began to ponder, and the clouds sat silently beside him, not disturbing him.

Su Tuo didn't want to conceive of a new painting, he was thinking about the Mondrian lattice diagram just now. The founder of geometric abstract painting, in order to create a lattice diagram, spent a lot of time, and a painting of an ordinary image was refined and abstracted many times before the lattice diagram was finally born. It's not something that comes to me one day.

It just so happened that Su Tuo, in the previous life, in order to understand this painting, looked at all the paintings in the whole process according to the order of Mondrian's refinement and abstraction. It's a pity that he studied for more than half a year, but he didn't see it completely, and the first two or three pictures could still see that the painting was the same thing, and the more he looked at it, the more confused he became.

In the past, reading paintings and studying was not the point, and not studying and understanding was not the point. The point is that in the abstraction process of Master Mondrian's series, the content of the paintings is the same: an apple tree!

Suddenly being so shocked is enough to make people doubt life, Su Tuo only fell on the buttocks, which is light.

"No, in case it's a coincidence, I don't believe in this evil yet, and then test her. Su Tuo, who had made up his mind, began to search for the incomprehensible paintings he knew. After a while, he made the decision to paint Marcel Duchamp's "** Descending the Stairs" this time.

Marcel Duchamp, one of the representatives and founders of Dadaism and Surrealism. He is the most "famous" artist in the history of 20th-century art, he is extremely striking and at the same time "notorious".

Many of Duchamp's artistic concepts and genres, as well as the directional changes that have taken place in the art world, are related to him. Some people scolded him, saying that he had shaken the "sacred" foundation of the temple of art, while others praised him as the first person to truly understand and express the true meaning of "art". Regardless of people's praise and disapproval, historical evaluation, and discussion of conceptual art, Duchamp is an insurmountable source. Duchamp made many sensational works in his life, and "** Descending the Stairs" is one of his masterpieces.

In the past, art was a tall thing, not something that ordinary people could play, so even if there was art that you couldn't understand, you had to be in awe. With Duchamp, he completely subverted art and laid down the altar. Today, we can casually scold a work of art that we do not understand as a piece of soaring, and this is all due to Duchamp's "anti-art" struggle.

This painting is much more complicated than the lattice diagram, Su Tuo buried his head in the painstaking painting, and the clouds looked at it sometimes frowning, sometimes graceful, and sometimes shaking their heads.

After all the paintings were finished, Su Tuo looked at the picture of the egg pain and was speechless for a while.

A multiple image of a puppet made of wood stretches diagonally, not only his face is not clear to us, but it is also impossible to tell whether he is male or female, and even his body and limbs cannot be assembled. Don't talk about the whole picture**, even the stairs can't be seen clearly. The whole canvas was full of pieces of metal and pieces of wood, piled up stiffly, densely tied, anyway, Su Tuo couldn't understand it.

"What's the name of this painting?"

Su Tuo thought for a moment and said: "The lumber mill exploded." This name has a history, and many people used this name to satirize Duchamp's "** Descending the Stairs". Not to mention, the name is quite apt, intuitively from the picture, this painting is the scene of wood and sawdust flying.

"Brother Su Tuo is testing me again, this painting is better than what I have seen before, it breaks through the limitation that a painting can only be painted for a moment. In this picture, the whole process of a person going down the stairs is depicted...... Ah, Brother Su Tuo, are you so bad...... This man has no clothes on......" said Yun Duo as if angry, and began to beat Su Tuo's shoulder with his small fist.

It doesn't hurt at all in his shoulders and back, but his heart hurts! Su Tuo looked at the white wall in front of him like an idiot, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. The performance of the clouds made him no longer in the mood to continue the test, and he only shouted in his heart: This world is too dangerous, I want to go back!

"But...... There's no emotion in this painting, and I can't read your thoughts in it...... Alas, maybe I'm too stupid, and I don't know how to study to catch up with you, Brother Su Tuo. "The clouds are still mending.

Gongtuo's heart is bleeding, of course he knows why this painting can't move people, it's because he hasn't learned through the system, so he can't master the essence of the painting. In front of this real genius, it's better to keep a low profile as a fake genius.

"Maybe it was hastily painted, but this should be an oil painting, and the grid just now is also an oil painting. ”

"Well, I knew that Brother Su Tuo was the most powerful. ”

"Well, the name of this painting is ** who went down the stairs. ”

"It turned out to be a woman, I only saw that I was not wearing clothes, I couldn't see my physical characteristics, and I still need to learn more. ”

Su Tuo's old face turned red, and he said secretly: "You don't have to learn, it's caused by my poor drawing." Alas, what is this special thing, I, a fake genius, have been reading it for months without understanding the answer. I'd better get out of here, there's no harm if you don't compare......"

"That Duo'er, let's go here today, I just discussed some things with the county magistrate H, and I need to go back to the village to talk to Uncle Zhuzi. My mother's business is all up to you to take care of, even if I can't help me here, I might as well do something else...... When I come back, I'll come with you and be your company. ”

"Don't worry, your mother is...... My mom. As he spoke, the clouds lowered their heads and gradually fell silent.

Su Tuo looked at the beautiful girl who bowed her head and was shy, her heart fluttered, and she subconsciously stretched out her right hand to wrap her thin shoulder, and then gently took it, and the warm nephrite jade entered her arms. Su Tuo closed his eyes and felt the infinite tenderness, this time the clouds did not dodge, and gently turned his head, putting his pretty face on Su Tuo's chest, and seemed to like the sound of Su Tuo's heartbeat.

The whole room was quiet and welcoming, as if time had stopped......