Chenxing's heart suddenly rose a little unreliable, but ...... Most of the artists are informal. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chenxing didn't know whether to convince himself or comfort himself with such thoughts.

Pei Yueyue naturally followed Chenxing silently, not wanting to say anything more, feeling that it was too embarrassing to burp like this in front of outsiders, and it was Chenxing's face that she lost, praying that she wouldn't burp anymore, but the more she didn't want to, the more she couldn't help it, and that breath continued to emerge from her chest one after another as if it was more than her own, making her "hiccup" non-stop.

The underground plaza is quite large, and although the so-called environmental art exhibition occupies almost half of the space, due to the location and orientation selected, it does not affect the passage of passers-by. In addition to the "reserved muse" statue in the center, the artwork is mainly made of waste similar to handicrafts, and there are also some special paintings such as eggshell paintings. There were quite a few people around, most of them took a look at it and hurried away with a strange glance, and it was rare for someone like Chenxing and Pei Yueyue to stop and take a closer look. It's no wonder that the young man in front of him took the initiative to come over to explain to them and take them to visit, probably because he thought that the audience was so small, he could catch one of them, and pull a pair of them was a pair.

Some things look quite interesting, some of them are incomprehensible, and the strange shape is not at all what it is.

"Is this a robot?" Chenxing asked, pointing to something that looked like a wheel turning underneath a square shape. It looked like an unsuccessful robot, the upside-down small discarded bucket barely enough to be used as a head, and the eyes, nose, and mouth were embedded with rusty steel wires to form a very shabby smile. The body part is large and square, I don't know if it is spliced with a refrigerator or a part of the shell of a washing machine, and the upper part abruptly sticks out of two thin pieces of iron, if you guess correctly, it should be two "hands".

At first glance, this half-human-tall little thing inexplicably makes people feel a kind of pitiful association, because the smiling face is too sincere, with its ugly appearance, there is a kind of unbearable discomfort in the eyes.

"Aren't you curious about this little guy? It was disassembled and assembled from my old washing machine, and I named it 'Lively Teenager'. The young man casually patted the "lively boy" in his mouth, originally wanting to show off, but the little guy immediately made a crunching and unpleasant friction sound that seemed to fall apart at any time, as if every joint had suffered the great damage caused by the young man's casual pat, and it was almost unbearable. The young man's face changed in embarrassment, and he probably forgot how fragile the "little guy" he had created.

Lively ...... Juvenile? Chenxing looked at the little thing in front of him stupidly, from top to bottom, from head to toe, which element of this stupid and stupid thing with rust all over his body can be related to this title? This artist is too casual with his work. Chenxing tried to keep himself from thinking of the other party as an unreliable guy.

Pei Yueyue couldn't help but burst out laughing, followed by another hiccup. In her opinion, this is just an object assembled from scrap copper and rotten iron, and it has nothing to do with art or anything.

The young man should be very familiar with the audience's reaction, so he didn't care, and continued to explain with a vibrant smile, "Hmm...... I named it Lively Boy, and naturally I had my intentions. In your eyes, his arms are stiff, and the wheels under his feet are not dexterous, like a useless robot, but have you noticed? His hands are open, and he runs forward with a smile in the wind, wanting to embrace the whole world, no matter what is in front of him, even the blizzard can't stop him from feeling like this, so he ,......"

"He has a lively heart...... "Chenxing suddenly understood the meaning of the name of the work, and couldn't help but feel ashamed of his previous idea of underestimating the work. This "little guy" seems to be quite ugly and stupid at first glance, and if you look closely, you can actually see some cute and cute honesty, and that smile ...... It seems to have a charm similar to the smile of the young man in front of him.

The young man's eyes lit up, and he turned to Chenxing, his eyes were even more radiant, very active, he was sincerely happy, patted Chenxing's shoulder vigorously, and said generously, "Your understanding of this work is very accurate." What does it matter if you have a lively heart, even if your hands and feet are not free? If you can always enjoy the beautiful scenery of the world like a simple teenager, you can always embrace the best mood. I've decided, I'm going to give you something I made with my own hands, say, what do you want? Just this little guy? The young man pointed to the "lively boy" with a stupid and cute face under his hand, and was too enthusiastic, "Or, you can take a look at the scene, I will consider giving it to you if you want anything, except for a few works......"

Before the man could finish speaking, he was suddenly strangled by a guy from behind, "Hahaha...... Hello, it seems that Ah Song has a good impression of you, in fact, his exhibition of works this time, it is a charity sale, which work you like, we can discount it, but it is not easy to explain it if you give it away...... "This person is the young man who was just hanging cardboard at the entrance of the subway to solicit customers, and the cardboard has been thrown behind his back and dangling, I don't know when he came in.

"Xiaomin? Hey, hey, I didn't say sell, I gave it away...... Hmm......" The young man called "Ah Song" struggled to break free from the shackles that had suddenly appeared.

"Yes, yes, yes...... Loose, you painted, each work has a signature. The young man who was called Xiaomin by Ah Song with cardboard on his body tightened his arm even harder, so that Ah Song couldn't speak, and then gritted his teeth in the other party's ear and whispered, "No matter how poor and generous you are, I will burn all the work materials you prepared in the future!" His well-dyed blonde hair shook slightly, as if he was also cheering up his master.

Ah Song seemed to be frightened by this threat, and immediately shut up and remained silent.

Seeing that he was honest, Xiaomin shook his blonde hair before letting him go. smiled at Chenxing and said, "There are still a lot of works here, you continue to look at them." ”

"Oh, okay." Chenxing's eyes flashed slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't say a few words just now, and that Ah Song said that he wanted to send them a work, which startled him, and this person was too enthusiastic and generous. Not to mention that he was embarrassed to ask for it, he was also a complete stranger to them, how could he give things away casually? If it weren't for this young man named Xiaomin jumping out to stop him, Chenxing wouldn't know how to refuse Ah Song, who was obviously too generous.

Pei Yueyue's thoughts are very different from Chenxing's.

Obviously, the man named Ah Song wants to send us a work, right? This guy who popped up out of nowhere seems to be very difficult to talk to. Pei Yueyue secretly paid attention to the rhythm of the hiccup, and glanced at Xiaomin a little unhappily. She either coveted Ah Song's works, or felt that the person who interrupted Ah Song's words had a very bad attitude. And what is the name of Xiaomin, such a name with a kindergarten atmosphere, it is even stranger than the name Asong.

"Aren't you out soliciting customers, why did you come back all of a sudden? Finally, a guest who is a little interested and chatty has come, go to the ground and pull some more people over, don't stay here, so as not to scare away my guests again......" Ah Song muttered and threw a sanitary ball from the other party, very impatient with the appearance of this person, and seemed to be usually threatened and squeezed by the other party.

"Don't you just want to send things out while I'm not there, the price of cabbage is also valuable, how much can be sold, and you have to consider the money for our meals and the cost of transportation? Do you think it's easy for me to find a venue in every place I go to to clear up your relationship with the local administration? I worked hard inside and out for so long to give you a chance to get the appreciation of the Paris art world, and a little famous, originally after you followed my plan, let's be safe and comfortable with your art, I make a lot of money I make my good money, but you have to travel around the mainland in one more move, you say you travel, you want to do one more environmental art exhibition, how much trouble has it caused me? These things you make can be sold for money, okay? There are a lot of people abroad who know the goods, and the mainlanders don't understand that you brought so many things along the way, and you also pulled some inexplicable ninth-rate literary youths around, but fortunately, it is finally quiet now......"

Xiaomin's dangerous posture from the beginning turned into a bitter outpouring with his broken thoughts, and a bitter face naturally hung out, obviously there was still a lot of content to read later, Ah Song calmly covered his ears, turned around and left.

Xiaomin caught a glimpse of Ah Song walking away, and his expression was a little happy after success, so he immediately stopped chattering, turned his head to Chenxing and squeezed his eyebrows a few times, leaned over and grabbed Chenxing and whispered, "Hey, this 'lively boy' can't be given to you, but if you are interested in that group of paintings, I can consider selling them to you at a low discount, and three percent off is okay, that painting is definitely worth more than this." Trust me, that's right......"

What is this guy doing? Pei Yueyue didn't understand Xiaomin's mind at all.

Chenxing didn't think much about Xiaomin's intentions, and followed his finger to see the group of paintings he said.

The so-called group of paintings is actually two paintings, hanging side by side. The size is not large, and this size is generally only suitable for hanging on the side wall of the stairwell in the corridor or small living room.

Compared to other works composed of strange materials, these two pastels are quite ordinary. It's just that the meaning of this picture doesn't seem to be so simple.

The background of the first painting is a desert, the land is barren, nothing grows except gravel, and the sky is a dull yellow, as if it is ready to merge with this barren land at any moment. There are many chaotic whirlpools in the yellow sand, and there is a dazzling sense of dizziness after staring at it for a long time. In the center of the picture stands a huge mirror, which almost divides the whole picture into two parts. There was a long-haired woman in front of the mirror, with her back to the person who was admiring the painting, naked, and the long black hair that reached the soles of her feet covered the important parts of her body, and it was still clear what a graceful and uneven carcass it was. In the mirror, her clear and bright face is reflected, and the abundant world of her imagination is also reflected. In the mirror, she was no longer in a desert of sand and gravel, where there was a huge and rich castle, she was gorgeously dressed, standing in front of the castle gate reserved and proud, the tall horses driving the carriage quietly waiting for her, the surrounding green forest and clear water surrendering to her feet, as if she were the only queen of this beautiful world. And the viewer knows that this woman is just looking in the mirror in the barren reality and seeing a beautiful dream that she wants to see.

The second painting seems to be the opposite.

In the world of green mountains and green waters, this time there is not only one woman, but also a man, who bends his knees slightly in front of the woman and presents his painting, which can vaguely be seen depicting the world in the mirror, and the woman still has her back to the viewer, facing the huge mirror that also stands in the center of the picture. In the mirror, the man and woman are in a place where there is nothing but the overwhelming yellow sand, and the paintings that the man wants to dedicate are mountains and rivers, flowers and trees. In the mirror, the men all bow their heads, and the lowliness of their posture is only a formality, and the act of presenting the painting obviously has an undeniable toughness. The woman's expression is very intriguing, there is no particularly obvious expression, but in the silent eyes, there is no longer the unattainable arrogance in the first painting, and the corners of the eyes and eyebrows imply love, compassion, tolerance, sadness, and disappointment and other unspeakable emotions, so that even if this world is rarely studied here, under her gaze, it is like dyed with a dark color, full of inexplicable dim and illusory feelings. The blue sky also has the same whirlpools as in the first painting, and the bizarre brushstrokes make those whirlpools inexplicably visually appealing.

In the two paintings, the contrast between the colors of the two worlds in the mirror is particularly stark, the colors in the mirror look more intense and vivid, and in the second painting, the yellow sand in the mirror is so full that it seems to pass over the mirror that imprisons it to drown the world that does not belong to it. There are indescribable whirlpools in the sky, with an eerie and familiar beauty.

The use of this color is not unfamiliar. However, Chenxing has always felt that he has no attainments in art, only occasionally likes graffiti, and he has a sense of familiarity with the use of such colors, but he can't say anything famous, he thinks that he may have seen similar paintings but failed to remember them.

Such a group of paintings, even if she didn't understand the profound meaning for a while, Pei Yueyue could understand that this was a painting with a story.

Seeing that Chenxing was looking intently, Pei Yueyue also tried hard to understand it seriously.

"How? Do you like this one more? Do you want to consider starting ......" Xiaomin observed Chenxing's expression, lost no time in selling, and his expression and tone were lively and lively, he was a real small trader.

"I don't sell this set of paintings, and I don't give them away." Ah Song interjected abruptly, staring at Xiao Min, and his original smiling expression became a little eerie.

Xiaomin looked at him directly, without any weakness, and said without changing his face, "It's just a question, people don't necessarily like it, right?" Wouldn't you be happier if you could find a soulmate in this group of paintings? ”

"I like it." Chenxing said in an affirmative tone, "I like ...... very much" Chenxing's gaze slowly moved back and forth between the two paintings, his expression was obviously focused and serious, "The prosperous place in the eyes of one person may only be the sand and gravel world in the eyes of others." Everyone has their own stubborn world that there is no way to change, and sometimes it can even make people desperate. ”

Ah Song was slightly stunned when he heard this, Chenxing's words may have touched some kind of secret in his heart, and his expression instantly stiffened.

Xiao Min looked at Chenxing meaningfully, and did not hide the surprise in his eyes, he didn't expect that the guy in front of him who looked very good and fooled by him casually on the street would say such a thing, not to mention that he had much appreciation, but this intuition was too strong. The circumstances under which these two paintings were painted by Asong are known better than Xiao Min by no one else in the world except the artist himself.

Pei Yueyue vaguely felt that Chenxing's words seemed to come from a feeling, but she couldn't grasp the specific reason, just when she was trying to find out some clues, the hiccups like a deliberate mess interfered with her thoughts again.

"I'm laughing, I'm talking nonsense. It is...... Looking at this group of paintings, I don't know why I feel a little sad, and I said some nonsense, in fact, I don't understand what this painting is really trying to express, I just think it is very well painted, very attentive, and the mood of the two paintings is different. Chenxing came back to his senses to find that Ah Song and Xiao Min were staring at him, and he blinked embarrassedly and smiled a little silly.

Ah Song shook his head and smiled slowly, this smile was more like a relieved expression, not just smiling at Chenxing in front of him, "Where is nonsense." You're right, that's what I mean, it's not subtle at all, it's just that it's rare for someone to see it as well as you do. Ah Song's eyes lit up, he remembered something, and his expression slowly rose to a hazy gentleness, "Have you noticed it too?" The brushstrokes of the second painting seem to be more mature than the first? Eight years have passed since the two paintings, and of course the mood is different. When I painted the first painting, I was still young, I had a lot of anger in my heart, I felt that I was the most right, I always thought that others were living in a piece of garbage without knowing it, and I was complacent with garbage as a treasure, and other people's struggles and ideals can all be attributed to fame and fortune in my eyes, even if I am lucky, it will be like this empty desert, and all I can touch in my hands is the quicksand that will eventually pass away......"

Pei Yueyue looked at Ah Song in slight surprise, she really couldn't see that such a gentle-looking and smiling young man had such an angry idea before.

"Pretty extreme, huh?" Ah Song suddenly turned to Pei Yueyue and asked with a smile.

Pei Yueyue thought that he had seen the muttering in his heart, and was a little uneasy and embarrassed, "No, no, I didn't think so." Besides, you must have been young at the time, and you had some thoughts like that, and you still ...... It's quite normal...... "The second phase of secondary school, many people have had, and Ah Song's idea of adolescence is indeed not unusual."