When the music is over, the merry-go-round slowly stops.

The surrounding children, under the leadership of their respective parents, reluctantly left the merry-go-round.

After Lin Yu came down, he looked at Su Muyun, who was still sitting on the merry-go-round with his eyes closed, and hurriedly leaned over and asked with concern: "What's the matter, stupid, are you okay, is it a little dizzy after sitting for a long time?" ”

The first time he played this kind of amusement for the first time, he would get bored and dizzy after sitting for a long time.

This situation is similar to getting motion sickness in a car when you were a teenager, but you can sit in the back a lot and get used to it.

Under Lin Yu's concerned gaze, Su Muyun shook his head lightly, and immediately opened his reddish eyes, which were filled with mist and flashing with crystal tears, as if he would cry in the next second.

When Lin Yu just told the child that he would always be his child, she was really moved to tears.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that among all the boys she met, except for Lin Yu, none really understood her.

Those people's so-called liking is probably just liking their faces and bodies.

But Lin Yu is different, he really likes himself, and is even willing to spoil her as a child, giving her an endless sense of security and dependence.

Looking at Su Muyun's crying appearance, Lin Yu also understood.

Immediately, his heart moved, and he suddenly hooked her chin, and looked at her "fiercely": "Don't cry, if you cry, I'll kiss you in front of the children." ”

Lin Yu's naked threat instantly made Su Muyun burst into tears and laughed, and the emotions that had accumulated to the peak disappeared, and the atmosphere disappeared all at once.

"Nasty." Su Muyun hammered him softly and said coquettishly.

Seeing this, Lin Yu couldn't help but smile slightly, and immediately hugged her off the merry-go-round, and then under the curious and admiring eyes of the surrounding children, he pulled Su Muyun, who was wearing a long black dress, and left.

After experiencing the carousel's amusement projects, Lin Yu's goal became very clear, and he didn't take Su Muyun to play those thrilling projects again.

Instead, he took her to play the kind of amusement projects that children like to play.

For example, the slide with the most children, swings, and various theme parks like Alice Wonderland and so on.

In the process, although Su Muyun felt very embarrassed, his body was very honest, especially the joyful smile on his pretty face, which was almost overflowing.

During this period, Lin Yu and Su Muyun, the fairy-like couple, naturally attracted the attention of countless children and the surrounding people.

Therefore, after playing for a few hours, Lin Yu and Su Muyun were finally recognized by passers-by and fans they knew, and they excitedly expressed their desire to take a photo with the two.

It's just that how could Lin Yu, who had experienced the fan incident at the Comic Con, agree, after he categorically refused, he quickly took Su Muyun to the end.

Just kidding, if I agree to their request, then I will have to be surrounded by fans in the amusement park.

Moreover, if there is no staff related to the amusement park to help dredge it, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the two of them to escape from the encirclement of fans.

If Lin Yu was the only one, he could still forcibly squeeze out of the encirclement, but Su Muyun couldn't.

Of course, the main reason is that Lin Yu doesn't want Su Muyun to experience his scene in the comic exhibition.

It's not a big problem for him to be touched a few times by a man, but if someone takes the opportunity to touch Su Muyun crazily, then Lin Yu probably can't help but directly incarnate as Zhao Yun and give them a few shots by himself.

And it's the kind of gun that avoids the vital point, and the gun pokes out a bloody hole.

"Whew...... Finally got rid of them. ”

Lin Yu pulled Su Muyun and ran to the corner of a rather hidden shop, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Is that an exaggeration?" Looking at Lin Yu's palpitating appearance, Su Muyun asked funny.

"Yes, very much!"

Hearing this, Lin Yu couldn't help but talk to her seriously about the fan incident he encountered at the comic con.

Of course, for Su Muyun's blind thoughts, Lin Yu automatically omitted some pictures.

The two walked down the street, holding hands, chatting about the topic as they walked towards the commercial area of the amusement park.

Since it was now close to noon, Lin Yu and Su Muyun had lunch at a very popular restaurant in the business district.

After a brief rest, the two continued shopping.

"This looks like an art museum?"

The two walked on the street, Su Muyun suddenly sighed, and his eyes fell on a venue not far away that was exhibiting paintings, illustrations, and arts and crafts.

Lin Yu subconsciously followed her gaze, looked at it carefully, and said, "Well, it should belong to that kind of private exhibition activity." ”

Generally speaking, there are only two types of art museums like this: private and public, and an open art museum is a large museum that exhibits works of art to the general public.

As for private individuals, they are mainly venues for the sale of works of art to businesses or collectors.

"Then let's take a look."

A hint of curiosity flashed in Su Muyun's eyes, and he immediately pulled Lin Yu over.

Maybe it's because of the influence of games, so she likes to draw.

Soon, the two of them walked in, because it was about two o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day, so the museum could hardly be said to be empty.

Of course, the main reason is that most of the tourists who come to the amusement park are hardly interested in places like art museums.

Inside the museum, there are various paintings hanging on the walls, and it looks like a gallery.

"Hey, this painting is very beautiful, it gives people a sense of grandeur."

Su Muyun pulled Lin Yu to a picture called "Mountains" and said commentably.

"Hmm...... It's really good-looking. Lin Yu observed repeatedly for a while, and then slowly spoke.

In all fairness, this painting called "Mountains" is really good.

Compositionally, there are no majestic peaks in the painting, but unpredictable clouds, and in the clouds that seem to flow, the tops of several high mountains can be seen to break through the limitations of the clouds and be illuminated by the sun.

Through the description of the clouds, the side expresses the majesty of the mountains, as well as the majestic momentum, which makes people really have a kind of "will be at the top of the mountain, a glance at the mountains of the small ambition", it does look magnificent.

Although the painting is really good, Lin Yu still sees its flaws.

That is, there is a lack of some emotion in this painting, as if painting for the sake of painting, just a simple scene, not lyrical.

Of course, it's good that an artist in a private art gallery can do that.

Just when the two of them were looking at the painting and commenting from time to time, Lin Yu's mobile phone rang suddenly.

Seeing this, Lin Yu picked it up and took a look, and found that it was Ouyang Lei who called, and he couldn't help but have a gleam in his eyes.

"I'll answer the phone, you can watch it alone first, and I'll be back later."

After saying a simple word to Su Muyun, and seeing her nod obediently, Lin Yu hurriedly walked out of the art museum and connected the phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, Ouyang Lei's voice came: "Hey, chairman, the things you explained to me in the morning have been completely done, and they will start on time at twelve o'clock in the evening." ”

"Okay, good job."

Hearing this news, the corners of Lin Yu's mouth raised a curvature, and then he peeked at Su Muyun, who was watching the painting inside, and whispered: "Then I will send you the process later, and you let them follow mine." ”

"No problem."

Hearing this, Lin Yu hurriedly hung up the phone, and it took about ten minutes to write out the process he had already thought of, and sent it to Ouyang Lei.

After doing all this, he held back the joy in his heart and walked in as if nothing had happened.

It's just that when Lin Yu returned to the art museum again and looked at Su Muyun not far away, he was a little stunned for a while.

At this time, she was wearing a long black dress, standing in front of the huge painting in the center of the art museum, standing for a long time, with a calm expression, and her eyes were like a time tunnel, as if through this splashed ink painting of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, she saw a story in the smoke and rain of the south of the Yangtze River and the beautiful years of encounter in that era.

She broke into Lin Yu's field of vision so quietly and fiercely, and for a moment, he couldn't tell whether she was an audience or a part of the painting.

Lin Yu stopped, holding his breath, not daring to break this suffocating picture.

Suddenly, with the launch of the "genius poet" skill in his mind, Lin Yu inexplicably thought of "out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons", and then thought of "deep valley orchid, lonely fang self-appreciation", and also thought of "there are sycamore trees in the depths of the courtyard, and copper bells are hung on high branches." ”

What is she at this moment, it is the poet's image, Li Bai's moonlight, and his idealism.

On this extremely ordinary and hot afternoon, a large expanse of sunlight squeezed through the high-rise buildings, through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the art museum, desperately trying to lean on her, but finally stopped at her feet.

The dust in the sunlight shook unwillingly, as if to accuse it of not wanting to be with the light.

Su Muyun was looking at the paintings, seeing images and dreams, while Lin Yu was looking at her, seeing the end of literature and the end of the world.

Just as both of them were immersed in this peaceful and warm atmosphere, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

"Well, this painting is not bad."

As this voice sounded, a gentle middle-aged man walked up to Su Muyun, stood shoulder to shoulder with her, and said softly.

"Well, it's pretty good."

Su Muyun thought it was Lin Yu at first, so he subconsciously replied.

Immediately, she seemed to feel that something was wrong, suddenly came back to her senses, took a few steps back, and looked at the middle-aged uncle in a suit next to her suspiciously: "Are you?" ”

"I'm the author of these paintings."

The middle-aged man replied with a smile, then stepped forward, touched the huge painting in front of him, and said with emotion: "This is the scene I saw when I was in Hangzhou, when I was drinking tea in the teahouse, I happened to encounter a hazy drizzle, and then looked at the white walls and tiles not far away, the stone arch bridge, and the blue waves, and seemed to feel it for a while, so I painted this painting." ”

"It's arguably my favorite painting, and the one I think is the most successful."

Just when the middle-aged man sighed, Lin Yu, who came back to his senses, hurriedly walked over after seeing the scene where the two of them were side by side just now, and said without being salty: "Well, it is indeed the best painting." ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Su Muyun also turned around, looked at Lin Yu, and said with a smile: "Why have you been calling for so long, I have finished reading all the paintings." ”

"Just got some things done." Lin Yu shrugged innocently.

While the two were talking, the middle-aged man also turned his head, looked at Lin Yu curiously, and shook hands: "Hello, my name is Song Zhe, and I am the owner of this private art museum. ”

Lin Yu nodded and shook his hand: "Lin Yu, this is my wife, Su Muyun, who has learned a little bit of the four arts of study, and knows a little about painting." ”

Hearing this, not only Song Zhe, but even Su Muyun looked at Lin Yu with a surprised expression.

The former was surprised that in this new era of materialism, he could still meet a young man like Lin Yu who knew the four arts of study.

The latter was surprised when Lin Yu learned the four arts of study, because she had never seen Lin Yu use it.

"If you don't mind, can you please give me a set of drawing boards and brushes for painting, of course, if there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, it would be better." As if thinking of something, Lin Yu looked at Song Zhe with a smile and said.

"Of course I don't mind."

Seeing Lin Yu's appearance of wanting to show his paintings, Song Zhe suddenly became interested, and after waving his hand, he went inside to take a set of all the tools used for painting and handed them to Lin Yu, and said with a smile: "I don't have pen, ink, paper, and inkstone here, only this." ”

After taking the sketchpad and brush, Lin Yu thanked him, squatted on the ground, and without the slightest hesitation, picked up two brushes, one black and one white, and drew left and right.

Seeing that he started painting directly without any idea, Song Zhe couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and when he was about to say something, he was attracted by the content on Lin Yu's drawing board.

Under Lin Yu's control, the two brushes ran happily on the paper like elves dancing on the paper, leaving a beautiful picture.

Hot weather, quiet art museum, girl in black long dress, looking up at the giant painting, a beam of sunlight through the floor-to-ceiling window, falling next to the girl's skirt, in the sun, the dust flutters......

As Lin Yu continued to change the brushes of other colors, a quiet, long-lasting, and beautiful picture scroll slowly jumped onto the paper.

Looking at this familiar picture on the drawing board, Su Muyun couldn't help but be stunned.

Oh my God, isn't this what she was looking at just now, Lin Yu's painting is too beautiful!

A moment later, under the gaze of the two, Lin Yu put down the three paintbrushes in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The painting is very good, your artistic conception, composition, layout, lines, as well as strength and skills are very good, you deserve to have practiced." Looking at this warm picture scroll in front of him, Song Zhe praised it from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Yu smiled without saying a word, continued to pick up a black paintbrush, and wrote the last two sentences in the blank space of the scroll.

She was looking at the paintings, seeing images and dreams, and I was looking at her, seeing the end of literature and the end of the world.

"Good! Well written! ”

Song Zhe laughed and couldn't help but applaud, his eyes looking at this painting were full of excitement.

If the original painting was just to describe the scene, then now these two sentences added by Lin Yu instantly injected emotion into the whole painting and sublimated its artistic conception!

Because when people see this painting for the first time, they will only think that it is beautiful and beautiful, and they will not have any emotion.

But after adding those two wonderful sentences, it can instantly make people think of a dreamlike romantic love.

I have to say that these two sentences are really fantastic!

Compared with Song Zhe's excitement, Su Muyun on the side looked at Lin Yu with gentle eyes, and her beautiful eyes were full of deep admiration.

"For you."

Lin Yu took the painting off the drawing board, handed it to Su Muyun with both hands, and said softly.

"Well, thank you, husband~" Su Muyun held the painting in her arms, and the corners of her mouth were filled with a happy smile.

As she spoke, she straightened up slightly, her red lips opened slightly, and she kissed Lin Yu on the cheek.

Looking at the scene of blatant sprinkling dog food in front of him, Song Zhe, who was a single dog, twitched the corners of his eyes, and his original excitement disappeared in an instant, leaving him speechless for a while.

Purple Pen Literature