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Cheng Mo and Shen Youyi didn't talk about anything when they were eating, they had been discussing the ten chalk drawings that had been ignored, Shen Youyi was slightly shocked by Cheng Mo's art appreciation level, but he thought that Cheng Mo's father was a member of the Faculty of the Academy of Social Sciences and a master of anthropology, so he felt nothing surprised.

As for Shen Youyi, she graduated from Beijing Normal University majoring in Chinese language and literature, and the Chinese language and literature major of Beijing Normal University is the same as that of Peking University, so there is no need to say more about the level. For the major of Chinese language and literature, the analysis of Chinese and foreign classical and modern art classics is a compulsory course, the appreciation of Chinese calligraphy, painting and ceramic art is also a compulsory course, and the appreciation of Western art is an elective course.

So it was only natural for her to understand these things.

Probably two people talk about art, just talk about anime with anime fans, game fans talk about games is a number, many people don't know much about the meaning of art, but this is definitely not Cheng Mo and Shen Youyi.

In fact, whether it's video games, pop music, or film and television works, these things that are used to please human beings are all art. It's not just paintings, classical music, or Nobel Prize-winning literature.

Thousands of years ago, oil paintings, classical music, and literature were roughly the equivalent of today's movies, pop music, and the Internet.

Not only are they of equal status, but their functions are actually the same, allowing people to be free from the constraints of these works of art and thus gain true freedom when appreciating these works of art.

Albert Einstein once said that all religions, arts, and sciences grow on the same tree. The pursuit of these three aspects by human beings is to elevate life from the mere material world and achieve freedom.

However, in the past, those who had access to art were people of the upper class, so art was endowed with more philosophical thoughts, discussions and reflections on human beings, about fate, about love, and about war.....

Most of the people in the upper class were not bound by material things, so what they pursued was to get rid of the compulsion of nature and reason, so the works of art at that time were extraordinarily deep.

In the new era, knowledge exploded, literacy began to popularize, so art also penetrated into ordinary people, but what ordinary people pursue is to get rid of the compulsion of reality, so the mainstream art of this era is entertainment, these works are straightforward to meet the desires of most ordinary people, just like no matter what works have a plot of counterattacking to win Bai Fumei, pan-entertainment art is to give ordinary people comfort, let them get rid of the heavy gravitational pull of reality, so that they can be free in it.

Of course, it does not mean that in the current era, there is no such thing as a work of art that guides people to have a deeper understanding of nature, society, history, and life, but these things are still things that can only be studied deeply by the upper class.

Only true aristocrats like Xie Minyun, who have been deliberately cultivated since childhood, will have a deep understanding of art.

In fact, before Cheng Mo went to Europe in the summer, his understanding of "classical" art was only superficial, and the knowledge in his mind was just boring words stacked together, which were all the views of his predecessors, and there was no Cheng Mo's own thinking and perception.

However, after going to Europe, observing so many masterpieces and monuments, discussing and learning a lot with Xie Minyun and Li Jiting, and enriching the details, he was able to refine his own views on the artworks of his predecessors, rather than mechanically discussing art in the words of his predecessors.

If it weren't for this, Cheng Mo wouldn't be able to talk to Shen Youyi about art at the moment.

The two chatted happily, and in the blink of an eye, a Chinese time passed easily, and they didn't even have time to discuss things about it.

Shen Youyi saw that it was not long before class, so he got up and began to clean up the things on the table, and asked Cheng Mo to go to the classroom first.

Cheng Mo answered and was about to leave, and when he walked to the door, Shen Youyi suddenly called him, Cheng Mo turned around and saw Shen Youyi waving to him and motioning for him to come over, so Cheng Mo asked while walking back: "Teacher Shen, is there something wrong?"

Shen Youyi wiped his hands with wet wipes and said to Cheng Mo, "Take off your pants ....."

Cheng Mo didn't expect Shen Youyi to suddenly come up with such a sentence, and responded in disbelief: "Huh?"

Shen Youyi smiled, looked at Cheng Mo's trousers and said, "Your school pants are long, take them off and I'll help you change them..... I have needlework ..... here."

Cheng Mo didn't need to look at it to know, because the heels of his shoes often stepped on the hem of his trousers, and he also tried to roll up his pants, but the pants of the school uniform were relatively loose trousers, and the material was also very sagging, so he couldn't roll them up at all, and he often stretched them out again after walking a few steps. Cheng Mo is not a person who cares so much about image, so he let the heel of his shoes wear out the hem of the school uniform pants.

He looked down at the stained and frayed trouser legs, "Sister Xi, it's okay, I'm too lazy to bother." ”

Shen Youyi took out a plastic sewing kit from the drawer, pulled Cheng Mo to his side without saying anything, and said softly: "Don't stand still." ”

After saying that, she took out a white triangular thing from the transparent sewing box, reached out and hung the hair that fell behind her ear, then she squatted down, reached out to hang the hair behind her ear, then straightened Cheng Mo's pants, rolled Cheng Mo's school pants to the appropriate length, compared, and then used a white object like a paddle to draw a white line at the leg of Cheng Mo's pants.

Cheng Mo didn't speak, quietly looking at Teacher Shen's dry and soft face like autumn leaves, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were smeared with a faint tenderness, and the corners of her lips and cheeks rippled with a warm expression like a small town town.

Cheng Mo's heart trembled slightly, feeling like he was hiding in the hot quilt in the cold winter, and the soft temperature surrounded him, making him feel a taste called "happiness".

At this moment, Cheng Mo remembered what Li Jiting said to him: "You have to remember those who gave you umbrellas in the heavy rain, those who silently hugged you when you were sad, those who were willing to make you laugh and chat with you all night, the people who came to see you from thousands of miles away, the people who guarded you in the hospital, and took you to see the colorful scenery..... It is these people who make up the warmth of your life, it is the warmth that keeps you away from the gloom, it is the warmth that makes you a kind person......"

The original Cheng Mo didn't think kindness was good, as a refined egoist, the word "kindness" was synonymous with weakness, but at this moment, Cheng Mo felt that he should be kind, because he didn't want to be disappointed in these people who were good to him.

After drawing a line on the left and right trouser legs, Shen Youyi pressed Cheng Mo to the window to sit, and then turned around and joked: "Sister Xi, don't peek, hurry up and take off your pants!"

If it were a different person, Shen Youyi would never say such a thing anyway, but Cheng Mo is both a confidant who understands her and a sensible younger brother in his eyes, and it doesn't matter if he makes a little joke.

Cheng Mo let out an "oh" and asked, "Sister Xi, can I use your blanket?"

Shen Youyi said while cleaning up the table: "Of course, if you want to take a nap in the future, you can come to my dormitory for a nap! Teacher Tan wants to go home to cook for her children, and she won't come to the dormitory." ”

"I usually lean on the classroom, and I don't have the habit of napping, which will reduce the efficiency of studying in the afternoon. ”

"Does napping reduce efficiency?"

"This varies from person to person!"

Cheng Mo unbuttoned his belt and began to take off his pants, the sound of Xi Xisuo sounded in the room, Mr. Shen's bed was covered with pure white sheets, very soft, and there was a light incense floating in the mosquito net, which smelled very good, Cheng Mo carefully took off his pants, and when he pulled them to his ankles, he was afraid that the white lines drawn by Shen Youyi would be removed, but he didn't expect the two white lines to be very firm.

Cheng Mo put the blanket on his body, held the hem of his trousers, and handed his pants out of the mosquito net, "Sister Xi, I'm sorry for you." ”

Seeing Cheng Mo's cautious appearance, Shen Youyi couldn't help but knock Cheng Mo's forehead, "You don't need to be so polite, you have to be so polite, Sister Xi is not willing to be your personal chef." ”

Cheng Mo felt that the corners of his eyes were a little astringent, and he didn't dare to look at Shen Youyi, but nodded.

Shen Youyi took the pants from Cheng Mo's hand, spread them on the table that had been wiped clean, picked up the triangular thing he had just used, and used a ruler to draw two circles of lines on the trouser legs, then flipped the pants over, facing outward, and used scissors to cut off the excess trouser legs according to the white line below, and after cutting, he turned the trouser legs to the remaining white line, and locked the edge with a needle and thread.

It can be seen that Shen Youyi's needlework is very good, the movements are quick, and the stitches are also very neat and fine, but the trouser hem has not been ironed and slightly bulging, and the thick white threads are still obvious at the trouser hem.

Shen Youyi turned his pants back after the trimming was completed, picked up the hot iron, and pressed it back and forth several times, the trouser hem became extremely ironed, and the white line disappeared without a trace......

Looking at this scene, Cheng Mo felt a little strange, he pushed his glasses, hesitated and asked, "Sister Xi, what is that triangular thing?"

Shen Youyi was ironing the other trouser hem, and he didn't turn his head to look at Cheng Mo, and said casually: "This is an invisible scratch, it will disappear when it is hot..."

"What is invisible powder made of?" Cheng Mo asked with a frown.

"I don't know..... Maybe it's wax, right?" replied Shen Youyi in a tone that was not very certain.

"Wax?" Cheng Mo suddenly recalled the process of wiping the blackboard on Monday, he forgot that he was just wearing pants, lifted the blanket and jumped up from the bed, stepped on his shoes and ran to the table and said, "That..... Invisible Powder ..... Show me ....."