It was only 5 o'clock in the afternoon in London at night, and Ye Wei and Lily walked hand in hand to the South Bank Center on the banks of the Thames. They first visited the Poetry Library on the fifth floor of the Royal Festival Hall, walked among the more than 200,000 books in search of good sentences, and then went to the art gallery Hayward to see the art exhibition.

Hayward does not have a permanent collection, but hosts 3-4 exhibitions of modern art each year, most recently the annual retrospective avant-garde group exhibition.

They saw a lot of interesting artwork and a lot of weird things.

The "mechanical creatures" of the Frenchman Edward Martin are very interesting, he used bits and pieces of metal waste to assemble them into detailed biological statues, fish, beetles, etc., all of which are very elegant and exquisite, full of the beauty and wisdom of the author. Ye Wei really wanted to take a metal fish home, Lily also liked it, she liked the silver sardine, the eyes were flashlights, the gills were car door parts, and the tail was a motorcycle exhaust pipe, very steampunk.

There are a lot of "Junk-Art" in the exhibition. But like Robert Rauschenberg's 1987 work "Ivy of Summer Excess", a mess of scrap iron parts piled up, the two stared at it for a long time, but they couldn't see anything, it really looked like "full of food".

Perhaps the most popular exhibit in the group exhibition is the reconstruction of Gustav Metzger, the father of the famous Auto-Destructive-Art, in his seminal 1961 painting of Hydrochloric Acid Spills. A 2.13-meter-high, 3.81-meter-long, 1.82-meter-deep iron frame hangs three nylon sheets, white, black and red, and an artist wearing a gas mask sprays hydrochloric acid onto the nylon cloth.

This anti-war and anti-capitalist demonstration caused a sensation at the time, and avant-garde artists presented Metzger, who had a Jewish refugee background, as its leader. He was a huge influence on modern art and a well-known social activist, and it is not an exaggeration to call him great.

Most of the tourists looked at the rag and left, and the two of them had been watching it for a long time, and they talked about it.

"I think what's amazing about this kind of ruin is that it's a real disintegration, something that you just looked at and was still unbreakable, and that's a tragedy. He said.

"I think every kind of destruction is a kind of blow. She sighed lightly, "Anything else can be strong, self-destruction is completely hopeless, what do you say?"

"So don't do that. He laughed at himself a little, "It's the stupidest thing for humans to use great power to destroy themselves." ”

Lily pulled up his right arm, "I agree 100 percent." ”

"I remember an interesting fact. Ye Wei turned around and smiled at her: "I remember that two years ago, Metzger's most famous work in the Tate Gallery, what is it called, is the reconstruction of his first public display of self-destructive art, a corroded rag, a wooden table with some waste products, and a plastic bag full of old newspapers and other garbage on the table. Lily laughed and remembered that there was a lot of uproar at the time, and many media and people took the opportunity to question avant-garde art.

He continued, "Then a cleaning lady saw the bag and said, 'Who threw such a big bag of garbage here?' and she threw it away. ”

"Hahaha. He said it vividly, and Lily laughed even louder, "But it's a bag of garbage! Who can blame her?"

"That's why it's comedy, Metzger took another bag of trash and put it back and it worked out. Ye Wei is also laughing, in fact, this kind of thing is not the first time in the history of modern art exhibitions, there are cleaners who kindly wipe the dust and end up wiping off the entire artwork, sweeping it away, and throwing it away......

"Some avant-garde artworks are really confusing and hard to understand. She laughs.

He said solemnly: "I can't say this, but I know that the cleaning lady is the real master of self-destructive art! If the ultimate of art is the destruction of art itself, then isn't it the best display to throw away Metzger's garbage artwork as garbage, instead of keeping it at some auction and selling it for millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions?"

Lily thought about it with a smile, and it seemed that this was really the case, "I see why it is said that the master is always nameless. ”

"Seriously. I'm kind of famous now, and I'll hold a solo art exhibition another day, throw out some of my unwanted garbage, and say nothing, and naturally there will be critics and viewers who will explain the meaning of art for me. Ye Wei laughed and thought about it, it seems that it can really work?

"Are you saying that art is sometimes just a form of worship?" Lily intrigued.

Ye Wei nodded and said: "That's on the one hand, on the other hand, I think the word 'art' is endowed with consciousness-form sacredness, any art is creation, and there will be masterpieces and garbage when it is creation, but after the 'artist' is worshipped, it is usually considered that his creation will no longer produce garbage, and then there is no distance between art and garbage." ”

He laughed, "This situation doesn't happen to movies, I think there are people who subconsciously don't regard movies as art, except for some guys who are deified by a specific group of fans, for most directors and actors, every creation is a test of life and death." He's on the horse, I'm in the wrong business. ”

"And who are you?" Lily's eyes brightened, "the guy who has been deified by the fans?"

"I don't know, I don't want to be treated like that. Ye Wei shrugged, "Isn't it sad if you lose all the challenges?"

"But you can't stop people from worshipping you. ”

Her words were quickly fulfilled, and after leaving the museum, it was already half past seven in the evening, and the two went to the giraffe restaurant by the nearby river to ask for dinner, only to be happily recognized by a group of young tourists. Lily did not appear on camera, Ye Wei took a photo with them, and asked not to upload the photos to the Internet, let alone contact the media, to give people a quiet holiday.

They agreed and invited them to dinner. The two didn't have this idea, and moved to the Yunxiao Tower restaurant not far from before being watched by more people.

The restaurant is elegantly decorated and bright, and although it is not a candlelit dinner, the large glass windows can see the riverside nearby, and even with a large number of customers, the two of them really enjoyed a romantic meal, as well as steaks, shepherd's pies and other food.

After the meal, they didn't stop for much, and after eating dessert, they paid for it and left, and the two walked back along the riverside in the direction of the hotel.

"It's incredible......"

"What?"

"We have half a month left on this trip. She laughed, the first day was already so good, the thought of this is just the beginning of the heart of a deer, this time there will be no regrets! Suddenly her heart flashed, she couldn't help but say: "My grandmother said that tragedy always has greater power, then I would rather be ordinary." ”

Ye Wei put his arm around her shoulder, the light brown coat was warm, and said as he walked: "Tragedy is a problem, how can we be happy?" Comedy is the answer, that's happiness, intoxication. In art, tragedy is easier to be great, and in life, the best must be comedy. ”

"Then what should we think about in happiness?" Lily looked at him with blank eyes, "we always have to use our brains. ”

"A good question. He thought for a moment, "What do you think?" and she was thinking, "Don't forget why? How can you be happier?"

"No, I promise not. Ye Wei said immediately. Lily frowned: "Why?" he smiled: "I think grief can be to the end, grief is loss, when you lose everything, really everything, everything is lost, then it is the end." Her thick eyebrows furrowed even higher, and he added: "Happiness will not reach the top, happiness is possession, you will have more and more, keep pursuing, maybe to a certain extent will be satisfied, but that is not the end, there is no end." ”

He smiled, "Sometimes I think that pain can be overcome, happiness is invincible, how can you overcome happiness? ”

"Yes, yes. She smiled again, "Can you see through the red dust? Then I'd rather be ordinary." But you, Pooh, seem to see through the essence of something. ”

"Nothing to use. He hugged her tightly, raising the corners of his mouth, "I'll never see through you." ”

"Oh... I am your nemesis. She smiled and leaned over him.

When the love is strong, PDA is like other tourists who can't see the queen's sidewalk, the two huddle and talk while walking, and the topics they talk about are whatever they want, artistic, philosophical, literary, and human...... In the end, it always becomes a sincere love story.

After playing outside until more than nine o'clock, the night was almost late, and I basically didn't sleep well for more than ten hours of sailing, and after another day of playing, Ye Wei was still quite energetic, but Lily gradually covered her mouth and yawned from time to time. At his suggestion, go back to the hotel to rest. He hadn't forgotten to promise that Ms. Taverman would take care of Lily, and that routine was the main focus......

When she returned to the golden-lit corridor outside the hotel suite to say goodbye, Lily's face was a little embarrassed, and her watery eyes were a little sultry, "So?"

"Good night then. Ye Wei kissed her forehead, and was about to walk to his suite next to him, "See you tomorrow." ”

Lily was stunned, her eyes glaring slightly, "Huh?" she laughed out loud and playfully, shrugged her shoulders playfully, as if asking: What do you mean?

Seeing her pulling her hair again, Ye Wei almost hugged her in the corridor and kissed her, but obviously this is not the best time, it's been so long, wait another day or two to make it even better. He took her hand and played another damn cool trick in front of her: "I love you, so it's not tonight, good night." ”

Playing cool has a cool reward, he was suddenly emotionally thrown into his arms and hugged by Lily, he also hugged her, and was about to recite the Book of Poetry.

After hugging him for a while, Lily let go of him, took a step back, and said with fixed eyes: "I'm going to tell you about your Christmas present, I originally wanted to give you a surprise, crazy gift!" Ye Wei asked: "What is that?" she grinned toothy, "Me." ”

"I don't understand, aren't you already mine?" Ye Wei asked with a smile again, teasing her: "Hey! Lily Jane, you make it clear!"

Lily opened the code-locked door, then turned back to him and said coquettishly, "That's my heart, this time it's my body." She stepped back into the suite, made a sexy gesture of pressing her hands on either side of the door frame, hooked her left index finger at him, and then retreated into the suite and slammed the door shut.

"Haha. Ye Wei couldn't help but smirk, interesting, really interesting.

At this time, the door opened again, and Lily probed her head and smiled, "Good night, fool." ”

Ye Wei smiled and waved his hand, turned around and walked into the suite next to him, and shook his fist excitedly before he could speak: "Oh my God! Oh my !!God!"