"What? Don't know what you're talking nonsense. Bai Zezhi picked up the cup of tea in front of him and said, "Do you know what this means?" ”

"Serve tea and send it off!" Gu Youli replied.

He stood up, threw his hand over, and said, "Farewell!" ”

Then he turned around and walked away.

On Saturday, a group of people went to the Academy of Fine Arts to see an art exhibition. Gu Youli, Ding Shuguang, Bai Zezhi, Ding Qiangrose, all went together. They were greeted by Gu Youli's old classmate, Da Wei, a student of the Sculpture Department of the Academy of Fine Arts, who was responsible for leading the way.

"David?" Ding Rose asked suspiciously.

"It's the Wei of Wei, the Great Wei." Gu Youli said.

Da Wei is a top student in the sculpture department, but he does not have the temperament of an artist in appearance, he is tall and big, with big shoulders and a round waist, but he looks like he is from the sports department. Gu Youli thought that he was good at everything, but he was slightly dissatisfied with his height, and at this time, he saw Da Wei, who was a head taller, which was particularly dazzling.

"Why are you so tall? Silly big guy. ”

"You're so envious!" Da Wei quarreled with him.

The group looked at paintings in the art museum, Gu Youli liked oil paintings, Bai Zezhi liked Chinese paintings, and the two talked quietly while watching.

Gu Youli pointed to an ink painting and said, "Look at the little eyes of this crane." ”

"This is a rebellious crane." Bai Zezhi came to a conclusion.

Next to this Chinese painting is a calligraphy work, Bai Zezhi said: "Hey, there are a few characters that are very similar to the characters you wrote, especially the character 'army' and the character 'far', isn't it?" ”

Gu Youli followed and looked at it carefully and said, "It's indeed very similar." Isn't that what I wrote? When did it go to the people! ”

The two came to a portrait of a cutting-edge painter again, Bai Zezhi had a feeling that he couldn't bear to look at it directly, and couldn't help but say: "This character is really ugly." Isn't art supposed to be beautiful in the first place? It's too ugly to appreciate. ”

"You don't understand this, do you? It's easy to draw beautiful, but it's not brilliant. So many people are painting, there are many people who draw well, how many can be famous? It's not so easy to create your own style, so weird and ugly can be out of position, if you can't say it, say you don't understand art, hehe. ”

"Okay. I still like Chinese paintings, which look good from a distance and up close. Oil paintings are suitable for looking at from afar, and you don't know what you're looking at up close. Bai Zezhi said.

"There are also hyper-realistic oil paintings, the canvases are very delicate, you see, this one is." Gu Youli pulled Bai Zezhi in front of a still life oil picture, "Look, the particles can't be seen, it's super delicate." ”

"Like a photo." Bai Zezhi said.

"But now it's too realistic to flatter, and now that photography technology is so advanced, why bother looking at paintings like photographs?"

"That's still different." Bai Zezhi said, "Painting can paint the feeling that you can't take in a photo." Every time I look at it, I will have a new feeling, and every time it is different, I can't explain it. So looking at a painting, you can look at it for a long time without getting bored. ”

"Yes." Gu Youli agreed.

The two looked at it slowly for a long time, and then walked to the rest area at the door to rest. Da Wei and Ding Qiang Rose were already sitting there chatting.

Bai Zezhi asked them, "What about Ding Shuguang?" ”

"That friend of yours, he's been looking at a painting, and he's looking at it when we walk past us, and he's still looking at it when we come back." Da Wei raised his wrist as he said and looked at his watch, "I haven't been watching for more than forty minutes." I don't pay attention to talking to him, that posture hasn't changed, it won't be a daze! Da Wei said.

Ding Qiang Rose nodded violently on the side: "Yes, it's a little scary!" ”

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