Ye Tianmin finished writing the "Report on the Construction of Jiangdu Tianmin Automobile Factory", and Han Xue'er, who had not been here for a few days, came early this morning, just when Ye Tianmin was freshening up after proofreading.

"Just got up?" Han Xue'er is very strange.

"No, Mr. Ye didn't sleep all night." It was Yang Momo who answered him.

Didn't sleep all night?! It's not like he's not resting well...... Han Xue'er couldn't figure out what had to be a whole night without sleeping.

"It's going to be okay, is it?" Han Xue'er was a little nervous, because Yang Momo had already told him that Ye Tianmin would have some unusual reactions if he didn't rest well.

"Not this time, I can tell, but I'm tired." Yang Momo replied.

"Cher is here, sit down for a while. I happened to have something to look for you later," Ye Tianmin came out of the bedroom and saw Han Xue'er.

"You didn't sleep all night last night, do you want to take a break, and talk about everything later." Han Xue'er was a little unbearable, although she knew that Ye Tianmin might be very busy these days, but she shouldn't go without sleep all night.

"It's okay, you accompany me to the Economic and Trade Commission to find Uncle Zhen, and I will submit a report to him. It's over, haven't you been thinking about going to the suburbs, and it's just so that nothing happens today. Ye Tianmin remembered that Han Xue'er had planned to take him to the suburbs twice before, but it didn't happen.

Han Xue'er just sat down on the chair in the backyard, and after thinking about it, she got up again and walked to the door of the study, watching Ye Tianmin put a document into a bag. He said to him, "If this document is not to be kept secret, I will deliver it for you." I think you should have a good rest, I would have been fine if I came today. ”

Ye Tianmin's hand movement paused for a moment and said, "Okay, then trouble you." ”

Then he handed the packed document bag to Han Xue'er, and did not seal it.

Not to mention that Han Xue'er went to the Economic and Trade Commission to find Zhen Tianya, Ye Tianmin seemed to suddenly relax after Han Xue'er left, and said to Yang Momo: "I'll lie down for a while, if Xue'er comes back to wake me up." ”

I slept until the afternoon. Because Han Xue'er stopped Yang Momo from waking him up after she came back, this made Ye Tianmin feel very embarrassed.

It seems that I have missed the appointment a few times recently, and today I am delayed in sleeping. In the evening, I accompanied Han Xueer to find a very quiet place to eat in Jincheng, and I was going to accompany Han Xueer to watch a movie again, but when I went to the bottom floor of the cinema on the top floor of the shopping center, I was encountering a calligraphy and painting exhibition.

There is a huge poster at the door, which reads "Deep Depth" calligraphy and painting exhibition, and the name of the poster is written on the contemporary master Feng Shen.

Han Xueer said that this seal ginseng, because the name is a polyphonic character, so everyone usually calls him "deep". His father Feng Ping is a famous calligrapher and painter of the Rafa Empire, and he is also a descendant of an artistic family, and he is still well-known in the circle, and his calligraphy and painting works are unique, and he has been called a little master in the circle.

However, Han Xueer didn't know much, because there was no actual contact with each other's circles, and they had only heard people talk about it.

Ye Tianmin was not a person who knew much about art, let alone this circle, and he didn't plan to go in, but just as he was about to leave, he saw an "acquaintance" person walking out of it, it was Sima Feng. If calculated according to the seniority in the Zhen family, the two should be the same generation.

Sima Feng, who was dressed in antiques, happened to come out of it because he saw Ye Tianmin and Han Xue'er staring at the introduction at the door inside, so he asked, "Brother Ye and Xue'er also came to see the deep exhibition?" ”

Originally, Ye Tianmin's impression of this Sima Feng was not good or bad, but he didn't like it. But after all, he is Sima Wenjin's nephew and Ye Yuxi's cheap son, so he can't ignore it.

"Just passing through." Ye Tianmin replied perfunctorily, and the basic politeness was still the same.

"Passing by is fate, it's better to appreciate it, but it is a rare little master in the literary circle of the Young Zhuang School in recent years." Sima Feng was very enthusiastic.

It was difficult to resist the enthusiasm, Ye Tianmin glanced at Han Xue'er beside him, and saw that Han Xue'er had no objection, so he said: "Then thank you, I am a layman, and I want Brother Sima to introduce me more." ”

Sima Feng's eyes were happy, but his face remained indifferent, and he turned around and said modestly: "Don't dare, I also know a little bit about it." This time, the deep calligraphy and painting exhibition is also my full support, and I also ask Brother Ye for guidance. ”

It's not easy to talk about Ye Tianmin, after all, he is a layman.

The three of them entered the calligraphy and painting exhibition, which was very empty, which was also in line with Ye Tianmin's phenomenon, the space was very large, and several areas were divided, but it was obvious that there were not many works.

From Sima Feng's introduction, we know that there are three areas of painting, calligraphy and poetry in the exhibition hall, and it is also the first calligraphy and painting exhibition of this year.

If it weren't for the introduction that Sima Feng said, Ye Tianmin still felt that there were not many works, but when he heard how to introduce it, it would be massive. It is not possible for ordinary people to have this scale in a year.

However, while watching, Ye Tianmin felt more and more that he really couldn't understand.

Some paintings look like they are sprayed directly onto the canvas, and they don't even use a pen to moisten them, a dot, a circle, or even a few lines become a work, and the name of the work still fits.

The painting with only one ejection point is named "Explosion"; One sprayed in a circle was named "Reincarnation"; The name of the several threads is "Choice"...... It really lives up to its name, but to say that this is a painting, no matter what genre, Ye Tianmin really can't understand it, and he doesn't know whether it's impressionist or abstract, and he doesn't have much interest in understanding it.

In the calligraphy works area, Ye Tianmin is even more skeptical about whether he has a definition of "work", which is a little superficial. Like an earthworm digging a hole and hiding half exposed, it seems that there are few complete words. Sima Feng said that this is the difference between Feng Shen, called "hidden characters", and it is also an innovation, combining calligraphy and painting, meaning the yin and yang of affairs, there is always one side that cannot be seen, so we need to explore the other side.

At present, the price in the painting and calligraphy market is very expensive, the collection value is extremely high, and after a while, Feng Shen's father, Master Feng Ping, will hold an auction called "Deep" for him.

Fortunately, there are two works, there are no hidden strokes, and I can barely recognize them, if it weren't for the fact that this is a master's calligraphy and painting work, Ye Tianmin would really think that it was written by a young child who had just learned to write.

With Sima Feng's introduction, Ye Tianmin could only sigh that he was indeed a layman, existence is always reasonable, and the master's ideas are always not understandable to ordinary people.

Moreover, the deep meaning of this auction is also known. Lao Tzu with his son, and maybe this Sima Feng's sponsorship support. The purpose is very simple, one wants fame, the other wants profit.

Han Xue'er's face was calm, not surprised or pleased, just like a scanning machine. Until you finish the calligraphy work and enter the poetry area. Han Xue'er's pretty face finally changed, but instead of appreciating it, she blushed and took a sip lightly.

Ye Tianmin was still watching with Sima Feng's introduction, but when he heard Han Xue'er's soft chirp, his eyes turned to the poem that Han Xue'er had just scanned. I saw a poem called "Nian" written on the snow-white canvas, but it was not the "hidden character" I saw just now, but it seemed to be printed:

Early in the morning, that's a thread

When drunk, it becomes a flood

Drop by drop, that is after the complementarity of yin and yang

Yellow in color and heavy in taste

That's how much I need you

After reading it, Ye Tianmin almost didn't hold his breath, and quickly turned his head and pretended to cough. When I turned my head, I saw another work that was even more unique, called "Five Finger Mountain"

The monkey was crushed with a body of hair

Shrink at the bottom of the mountain and don't show your head

Wait until a monk puppet passes by

Just remove the fig leaf

A stick to the sky bravely smashed the hole

The Great War is ninety-nine eighty-one

This must not let Han Xue'er watch it again, Ye Tianmin hurriedly turned to Sima Feng and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Sima, it's too late for Xue'er and I to watch a movie." Thank you for explaining. ”

Before Sima Feng could reply, he heard a duck-like voice behind him: "My calligraphy and painting exhibition is not as good as a movie worth watching?" ”

Ye Tianmin followed the direction of the voice, and a young face with his hair tied into a ponytail walked over from the crowd next to him.

The two thin legs that seem to be too thin to support the body, but they are still wearing very tight jeans, and a yellow strip of cloth that I don't know if it's a T-shirt or something may be worn close-fitting, but it looks like an old farmer's sweatshirt that has been worn for countless years is hanging loosely, revealing the rib-like figure inside.

"This is deep, Master Feng Shen." Sima Feng said next to him.

"Master Feng, forgive me for being clumsy. The main thing is that time is too late. Ye Tianmin still maintained politeness, and he was polite to the owner of the calligraphy and painting exhibition, even though he didn't understand it very well.

"Now the movie, what is there to see. Except for a face, there is no depth and thickness at all, and there is not necessarily any connotation, so it is okay not to look at it. The man named Feng Shen had a look of disdain.

Ye Tianmin is nothing, but Han Xueer next to her is a little unhappy, although she has not participated in many movies, and most of them are playing tickets, so the range she chooses is very representative, not purely for commercial participation. The rhetoric was a sentence of back: "What connotation do you dare to say about this?" Look at how the wind blows you away. ”

As she spoke, Han Xue'er also swept around with her eyes.

It was probably the first time that someone had been scolded in this tone, Feng Shen was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly, and pointed at Han Xue'er with his finger: "You... You... You..."

Ye Tianmin saw that "you" couldn't come out, and he was afraid that a gust of wind would really blow him down, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Sima Feng next to him, and pulled Han Xue'er out.

Han Xue'er was dragged out of the door, only to shake her hand, and said a little angrily: "What are you doing!" ”

"It's not worth it!" Ye Tianmin comforted Han Xue'er and said: "Think about it, after all, you are still a public figure, and it is not worth it to deal with this kind of person." ”

To know where Sima Feng is, it is obvious that when Sima Feng was introduced, he knew that this person was probably doing something through the calligraphy and painting exhibition of Feng Shen, and there was no need to add to this matter.

Fortunately, Han Xueer didn't really care, she just disdained. And the works that have a very high self-esteem, but they don't make Han Xueer worth seeing, especially the poems, are a bit ridiculous. is just blind, and if he doesn't come, he will put a big hat on the movie, as if he has a lot of connotation.

Moreover, do those paintings and calligraphy of Feng Shen really have connotation? I'm afraid the devil knows.