City B, a bustling metropolis with people coming and going, busy with traffic, is almost the center of politics, economy and culture, a city that encompasses almost all fields. Every day, there are exchanges in various social spheres, and in 1995, the artist was holding an exhibition.

The reporter was interviewing the painter, and the painter was smiling and calmly answering every question asked by the reporter, and sometimes, the author would ask some sharp questions, but the painter could keep smiling, like a gentleman. At the exhibition site, there was a sea of people, and the painter was surrounded by reporters in front of a painting.

The painting looked like a lake, but the strange thing was that the water in the lake was actually red. The color is very strong in some places, very light in some places, and it is the uneven distribution of the color that makes people feel that the red lake is real, and the water in it seems to be flowing.

"Mr. You, why do you love red so much, does it mean that you are a very violent and bloody person?" Sure enough, another journalist asked a very sharp question. Everyone focused on the painter, and the clothes worn by the painter to participate in the exhibition were a red suit, and in such an era, in such a city, a suit of this color, few people wore it, except for the artist.

The corners of You Lu's mouth kept rising forty-five degrees, and he stared at the reporter who asked the question for a while, smiled, and calmly answered.

"Color is the greatest thing in the world, and everything has color." You Lu replied.

The reporter was holding a pen and paper while thinking about how to ask questions and make things difficult for the interviewee, which was his task. Finally, he took advantage of the loophole in You Lu's words, and he asked again with some pride: "Mr. You, you said that everything has a color, then please tell me what color the air is." ”

After the reporter finished asking the question, he laughed to himself, and that smile seemed to show his wit. Everyone's eyes were on You Lu again. Art is not understood by everyone, and this journalist is one of them. He didn't understand why the things that this painter painted casually could sell for so much money and be praised by many people, and in his opinion, the life of this painter was almost effortless.

But he is running around every day, and he has to worry about his daily livelihood, and he is a little jealous.

I thought that You Lu would be at a loss, but when the reporter saw You Lu's still calm expression, he was a little disappointed. You Lu, almost without thinking about it, gave an answer again.

"The air is colorful. On a cloudy day, the air you see is gray, on a sunny day, the color you see is unrestrained golden, when you are in the woods, the air you see is green, and in the flowers, the air you see is colorful. You Lu replied with a smile.

The reporter was unwilling, he was thinking, this painter is more like a debater, like a lawyer, who can speak well. He was about to continue asking questions, when You Lu spoke again.

"Red is my favorite color. Red is one of the three primary colors, it can be with yellow, blue, three tones of any color, it represents auspiciousness, joy, warmth, unrestrained, passion, enthusiasm, fighting spirit, and anger, each color, in the eyes of each person, represents a different thing, color, can reflect the heart of the person. You Lu said, staring at the reporter who asked the question with interest.

The reporter felt that his face was hot, because he just said that You Lu likes red because You Lu advocates violence.

After answering the reporter's words, You Lu walked away. The organizer of the exhibition was very polite to You Lu, he walked on the side of You Lu, and respectfully handed You Lu a drink.

"Mr. You, those reporters are so annoying, they have made you work hard." The man said.

You Lu picked up the drink and took a sip gently, he shook his head: "It's okay." ”

The man flattered him and continued, "I have sent them all away. This time, it went surprisingly well, and it was said that they were going to the police academy to interview a social open class. ”

You Lu was stunned and asked casually, "They dare to be interested in the police academy too?" ”

The man replied: "Yes, Professor Li in the police academy assisted the police in solving a big case." He is only 29 years old, and he is already a well-known professor of reconnaissance, and I have to say that he is really powerful. He gave the public class, and it is said that many celebrities went to listen to it. ”

You Lu looked at the time and asked, "When will the lecture start?" ”

The man thought for a moment, "It seems like it's three o'clock in the afternoon." ”

You Lu: "Do you know the subject?" ”

The man replied with a smile: "I heard that it is said that it is related to experience and crime." ”

The relationship between experience and crime, You Lu muttered two sentences in his heart.

The man was a little puzzled: "Does Mr. You know Professor Li?" How do you feel that you are also interested? ”

You Lu handed the drink bottle back to the man. He shook his head: "I would love to paint a portrait of Professor Li." ”

The man was a little embarrassed: "This Professor Li is said to be eccentric, bad-tempered, young and frivolous, although he loves to be public, but he is a strong way to let the public know about him by solving cases, and he may disdain other ways of publicity." When he said this, he found that there was something wrong with You Lu's expression, and he quickly changed his words: "I don't know why he is so self-righteous, it's his honor that you want to help him paint a portrait." ”

You Lu just smiled and stopped talking.

At noon, You Lu changed out of the red suit on his body, and he made a phone call, and no one knew who he called. He only said into the huge mobile phone: "Think of a way, I want to enter the police academy and listen to Li Ke's class." ”

In the evening, when the exhibition party entered the lounge, he suddenly couldn't find You Lu, and when he called him, no one answered. The staff only saw a red suit neatly stacked on the sofa in the lounge.

Outside the police academy, there are many people, and on this day, the police academy is rarely open to the public. However, the so-called openness is only limited to the extent that only some licensed media can enter, and only scholars and police personnel invited by the police academy can enter. You Lu wore a white cap and an invitation in his hand, and easily entered the police academy.

You Lu was walking on the road, and the students walking around in the police academy, You Lu suddenly felt a little emotional, he was thinking that he should have had an ordinary life.

The academic lecture hall was already crowded with people, and You Lu finally squeezed in, the huge academic lecture hall had no way to accommodate such people, many people were sitting outside, they couldn't even see Professor Li's figure, and even the sound could only be vaguely captured. Professor Li's reputation is far-reaching, and the number of people who come to an open class is no less than that of Youlv's art exhibition.

You Lu was huddled in a crowded corner, the corners of his mouth raised, and on a banner, the topic of this open class was written: The relationship between experience and crime.

After waiting for a long time, a young man in a straight suit finally stepped onto the podium.

The young man's face was full of confident smiles, and there were so many people underneath, but the young man was not nervous at all. You must know that sitting at the bottom are experts and scholars from all over the country, who have profound knowledge and profound experience, and if someone is a class with an axe, they can see it at a glance.

It was also the first time for many people to meet Professor Li.

Professor Li's reputation is far and wide, but after all, he is too young, and many people have disdain on their faces, and they wish that Professor Li would look foreign in order to balance their psychology. In this open class, there was a faint smell of gunpowder, and before the lecture began, some people began to ask questions.

Professor Li didn't care, he sat leisurely on the podium, answering every question asked by the questioner.

It feels like You Brigade is facing a sharp question from those reporters.

The difference is that You Lu is very elegant, but Li Ke's answer is also tingling. The leaders of the police academy were a little worried, and beads of sweat appeared on many people's faces. Professor Li is the reputation of the police academy, but it is also the scourge of the police academy, because Professor Li often has no one in his eyes and offends some well-known scholars and experts.

The questions were asked again and again, but they were blocked by Professor Li's witty words, and the scholars, who were the questioners, were speechless by Professor Li's rhetorical questions one after another.

It was summer, it was very hot in the academic lecture hall, You Lu's eyes swept away, and soon, he found two people on the seat: Du Lei and Xu Yi.

You Lu smiled slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Full of gunpowder, but unlike shrews scolding the street, Professor Li's every answer is full of academic flavor.

You Lu felt a little appreciative in his heart, this was the first time he had heard Professor Li say so much.

All the questions were skillfully refuted by Professor Li, Professor Li suddenly stood up, he was on the podium, glanced at the black heads below him, and asked with a smile: "Does anyone else have questions, can I speak?" ”

There was no one in sight, but there was no way to find Professor Li's fault.

The throbbing students, the favorite is such a professor, the audience suddenly burst into a roaring applause, Li Ke began his lecture under the attention of ten thousand people.

You Lu suddenly listened to it, and he found that the content of what Professor Li said was very profound, and one mouth was all kinds of theories, but for each theory, Professor Li would find the prototype of the case in real life, and You Lu found that what these experts and scholars were studying every day did not seem to be difficult to understand.

You Lu's heart trembled suddenly, because Professor Li's gaze swept over his body.

When he looked away, You Lu knew that it was just inadvertent.

"Human experience has something to do with crime. Like a child who has been abused since childhood, when he grows up, he is likely to commit crimes, and he is a potential suspect. However, human experience has never been necessarily related to crime, and there is no reason for it to be an excuse for crime. ”

Professor Li's words suddenly made You Lu's angina ache.