Song Yan went into his small room without saying a word, and Song Yixuan had the heart to ask her what was wrong, but it was too late.

It must be related to Tang Yan, but Tang Yan is a guest, and Song Yixuan has to pay attention to hospitality even if he is the head of a school, so there is no reason to leave the guests in the living room and run into the cottage by himself.

"Tang Yan is here, come, sit down for a while." Song Yixuan greeted.

Tang Yan was not polite, shouted Principal Song hello, sat down on the sofa, and then began to look around the furnishings in the room.

Compared with other vice-ministerial-level college presidents, Song Yixuan's living environment is absolutely simple, there is no luxurious decoration, no luxurious furniture, in addition to the sofa and coffee table in the living room, there is only a Buddha jacket, on which there is a Maitreya, smiling and opening his mouth to welcome guests.

After pouring a cup of tea for Tang Yan, Song Yixuan asked with a smile: "Tang Yan, what's wrong with you and Yanzhi?" ”

Tang Yan pouted: "It's nothing, it's good, but it's quite annoying to lead the way." ”

Song Yixuan couldn't ask anymore, he began to wonder if Tang Yan really understood what the Belt and Road Party meant.

Probably noticing that Tang Yan's gaze was locked on a painting next to the Buddha, Song Yixuan simply asked, "What do you think of this painting?" ”

One third of the painting is occupied by a peacock strolling idly, striding with its head held high, with three golden feathers on its head, and extremely proud. The other two-thirds of the position is occupied by a Maitreya Buddha who is stepping on auspicious clouds, naturally with a smile on his face, a big mouth, holding a rosary in one hand and a light rest on his belly with the other.

"Second-rate techniques, third-rate compositions, and artistic conception that does not enter the stream."

Song Yixuan was slightly stunned, this painting is his own work, Tang Yan said that he may admit his second-rate technique, after all, he is a person who has changed careers, and for him painting is leisure, and it is naturally incomparable with a real painter. However, he asked himself that he would not be inferior to anyone else in terms of composition, and that the level of framing for a person engaged in urban planning and design could not be too bad. And in terms of artistic conception, he can't agree with it, these years Song Yixuan has asked himself to cultivate his heart and cultivate his surname, and he doesn't dare to say that he is indifferent and far-reaching, at least in this red and turbid world, he can be regarded as pure and has few desires, even if he is not as good as those in terms of artistic conception, but it is not far away.

"Oh? Review? Song Yixuan was slightly displeased, but his good cultivation still made him want to hear what Tang Yan's opinion would look like.

Tang Yan stood up, walked to the picture, and pointed his finger: "This painting is probably the work of President Song, maybe you are quite complacent about this work, and you should have received a lot of praise." I won't comment on the technique, how your own painting is, you should know very well. And the composition, the defeat of the defeat, if it is not for the dense interval and can vaguely see a bit of courage, this composition can even be said to be out of the stream. The peacock is the mount of the Buddha from the east, but in the painting, the peacock only cares about showing his feathers, but the Buddha steps on the auspicious clouds, so why do you need this mount? There is a logical error in the composition, even if the man and beast are separated, it should be the Buddha walking barefoot in front of him, and the peacock then follows suit, drawing a mount like a leading party, and the composition ability can be seen. As for the artistic conception, Principal Song, after the defeat of the composition, how can we talk about the artistic conception? The artistic conception is the author's expression of thoughts, is the idea you want to express in this painting is a peacock running to lead the Buddha from the east to visit Tibetan Buddhism? ”

Although the words are very polite, it will be embarrassing and angry if you can't keep it in place, but after Song Yixuan heard it, he was thoughtful, and I have to say that after Tang Yan's interpretation, this painting really seems to be useless. Song Yixuan remembered that after he finished painting this painting, when people commented on it, most people naturally praised it, but he had an old friend who smiled and said nothing, and when asked, he just smiled and nodded and said that it was not bad. It seems that the old friend at that time just didn't want to save his face, let alone ruin his interest, otherwise, he would probably say something similar to Tang Yan.

However, Song Yixuan was more or less unwilling, he was really proud of this painting, and now that Tang Yan said it was worthless, he still wanted to die and struggle.

"Isn't there anything commendable about this painting?"

Tang Yan turned his head and grinned: "Yes!" This sentence finally comforted Song Yixuan a little, "The words in the upper left corner are simple and introverted, clumsy, and quite well written." ”

Tang Yan refers to the inscription on the painting, which is a small pair, and the upper couplet is deep and mellow, smiling at the world's affairs; The next link is compassion and generosity, and is willing to help people in the world.

Song Yixuan's face was like earth, and he said in his heart Tang Yan, you are playing with me, I know that this little pair was not written by me, and there is a paragraph below, you still say that this is the only commendable place on this painting?

"These words were inscribed by Master Qigong for me......" Song Yixuan wanted to cry without tears.

Tang Yan nodded matter-of-factly: "I know, with his little pair, your painting suddenly became one of the 100,000 paintings, congratulations." Tang Yan arched his fist, but there was no sign of congratulations on his face.

Song Yixuan really didn't want to talk about his painting anymore, Mr. Qigong's calligraphy works have soared since his death, and the auction price of a large-character couplet has repeatedly reached 450,000 yuan, and the price per square foot is also higher than 150,000 yuan. Although the calligraphy on this painting is only a corner of the corner, even the envelope written by Mr. Qigong before his death can be sold for a high price of more than 10,000 yuan. The most important thing is that the inscription on this painting is Mr. Qi Gong's rather rare clumsy pen, although it is not Mr. Qi Gong's most praised line of the second book, but it shows a bit of playfulness, and the rare ones naturally increase the value of the collection, I am afraid that Mr. Qi Gong has never written a few such words in his life.

At this time, Song Yanzhi's door was opened, it seems that this girl has been paying attention to the movement outside since Tang Yan and Song Yixuan started talking, listening through the wall, probably touched by Tang Yan's words, and walked out of the room again.

Walking under the painting, Song Yanzhi looked at the painting carefully, looked at it for a long time, and finally clapped his hands: "Although I hate your frivolous attitude towards art, I have to admit that your words are very reasonable." ”

Song Yixuan's old face was dull, and he didn't want his granddaughter to continue to mention the topic of this painting, so he said: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this for now, I always have to sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple." Let's go, go over there and eat. ”

Song Yanzhi originally wanted to let Tang Yanlu draw two strokes with both hands, but now Tang Yan can't help but give Song Yanzhi a feeling of rhetoric and flashiness. However, this feeling was also affected by Tang Yan's learning to paint from Chen for only a few months, and she had never thought about it before she learned about this situation.

also saw that his grandfather was a little old and couldn't hang up, so Song Yanzhi no longer insisted on it, Tang Yan originally came to eat, and he was even more polite.

As the head of a university, although he lives in the same dormitory as ordinary professors, he still has some preferential treatment. The two suites on this floor are Song Yixuan's. Now here is the bedroom and living room of Song Yixuan and Song Yanzhi, and the suite opposite is used as a study and dining room.

Song Yixuan's wife passed away two years ago, and Song Yixuan is a person who never knows how to do housework. Fortunately, there was room surplus at home, so I hired a full-time nanny and aunt to live at home and be responsible for all the laundry and cooking work.

When eating, Tang Yan was still eating fiercely, and people like Song Yixuan and Song Yanzhi who were from scholarly families were naturally dumbfounded. At first, he was stunned, but in the end, after Tang Yan swept away several plates, Song Yixuan couldn't help laughing, probably he hadn't seen such a presumptuous chewing and biting in front of him for a long time.

The originally slightly dull dinner was also slightly active because of Tang Yan's presumptuousness, and the grandfather and grandson couldn't help but feel a lot more excited when they looked at Tang Yan's eating appearance.

During the meal, there were still a lot of topics of calligraphy and painting, Tang Yan's words were always very concise, to the point and even a little mean, revealing a lot of madness, which made Song Yanzhi finally can't help but say to Tang Yan with a little provocation: "Tang Yan, why don't you let us see how your genius paints!" ”

These words were obviously some arrogant words against Tang Yan, and Song Yixuan also heard the attack of his granddaughter. In his opinion, Tang Yan has always been a beginner in painting, and out of loyalty, he interjected: "Yanzhi, painting requires mood and time, how can you make people write." ”

But Tang Yan said nonchalantly: "I paint quickly, and I don't pay so much attention to it." Since Song Yanzhi wants to see it, let her see what it means to be a genius. Some geniuses are just bubbling out of the 36,000 pores of their bodies, and it has nothing to do with hard work or attitude towards art. Just like writing poetry, some people have an extremely correct attitude towards poetry, rigorous and careful with every word, it took one day to write eight words, another two days to write twelve words, and it took a week to write a poem. But when you read it to someone, it stinks, and that's not something that attitude can decide. ”

"And what do you think a genius should look like?" Song Yanzhi countered disdainfully, she didn't think that a poem written by a poet in a week could stink, even if it was not a hand-me-down, at least it was worth reading.

"The genius is Du Mu's kind, lying on the bed in the courtyard, surrounded by three or four women, lazily and drunkenly, waiting for the women next to him to put the peeled grapes into his mouth. At this time, the owner of the courtyard walked in and told Du Mu that he had owed a month's scoop money, Du Mu listened to it and shouted a pen and ink to serve, the boss was overjoyed, after studying the ink, Du Mu waved his pen on the wall overnight, a seven-word quatrain, a total of twenty-eight words, including five typos, the attitude is extremely irresponsible, but it has been passed down through the ages. After speaking, Tang Yan seemed to be a little excited, and chanted Du Mu's most famous poem: "The down-and-out rivers and lakes carry wine, and Chu's waist is slender and his palms are light." Ten years of Yangzhou dream, won the Qinglou Bo Xing name. ”;