I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

How can a person who doesn't even understand what art is an artist?

What is art?

What postmodern, what pattern, what irony, what expressiveness...

These inexplicable and deep-seated words made Lu Yuan really painful.

Moreover, the person who hosted the commentary was trying very hard to tout Lu Yuan's words, and he heard that Lu Yuan had committed embarrassing cancer.

At this moment, he was really convinced that he had come to the wrong place.

The aesthetics shown in the art exhibition are very compelling and deep, but the aesthetics that Lu Yuan needs to prove are not these. The things he needs to prove are actually very shallow.

Just the kind of simple beauty and ugliness.

Of course, Lu Yuan did not leave this place immediately, nor did he refute on the spot whether this photo and this signature really meant that. Although there are many art paintings and art photos Lu Yuan does not know how to appreciate, there are a few pictures. Lu Yuan still thinks it's more beautiful, such as those oil paintings of magnanimous men and women working and farming in the west next to the second floor...

Lu Yuan found it very attractive...

Art.

Unfortunately, no one is watching.

In addition to this pair, there is also the last row of half-wrapped skirts. The oil painting of "The Goddess of Autumn" is also quite good.

This gave Lu Yuan a sense of boldness.

Are some of the island’s mighty combat films considered art?

Looking around, such an inexplicable idea suddenly appeared in Lu Yuan's mind.

As soon as this idea came up, Lu Yuan somehow came up with the photos of the goddess of colleges and universities that he had seen last night...

Although he may be a little blind in appearance, it is indeed interesting to look at the figure alone.

It seems to be a fight with "The Goddess of Autumn"?

especially……

Pooh!

How could I think of such a mess in such a serious place!

What a serious person I am!

Nima!

Lu Yuan criticized himself for a long time, finally suppressed the mixed thoughts in his mind, and then walked to the other side of the Chinese painting area.

Huh?

Why are there so many people in the Chinese Painting District carrying cameras to take pictures and video?

And so quiet?

Lu Yuan looked at the hall in front of him, and he walked over there curiously when a group of people surrounded a few tables and said nothing.

After all, Lu Yuan was so bored at the art exhibition, he just walked over and took a look.

However, when he walked to the side, he found that there were too many people here, and he couldn't get there at all...

He asked casually a young man with an inch head.

"Uh, what are you doing here?"

"Shhh, keep it quiet, Chinese painting master Shen Chonghe is painting on the spot..."

"Um, painting on the spot... Chinese painting master Shen Chonghe?" Lu Yuan was strange when he heard this.

Since he came to this world, he has been in the entertainment circle. He knows very little about the masters of Chinese painting, and he has no idea who Shen Chonghe is.

"Yeah, this is the final work of Master Shen Chonghe. We are truly blessed to be able to witness the birth of Juehua!" The young Ban Cuntou sighed, and then continued to look at the gap in the crowd Go look relish.

There were so many people, Lu Yuan couldn't squeeze in, and he couldn't find a suitable place to get in.

He could only smell the faint scent of ink rising around him.

He shook his head and turned away regretfully.

If he were a fan of traditional Chinese painting, he would probably squeeze in as desperately as this young man, desperately trying to see the birth of this so-called excellent painting...

It's a pity that he is not. It is good to have seen eye addiction and long experience with this thing, but it doesn't matter if you don't see it.

Just after Lu Yuan walked a few steps, there was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and then Lu Yuan saw a group of people coming...

Ok?

After seeing this group of people, Lu Yuan was stunned for a while.

Old man Chen Guanxiong?

Professor Liu?

And that girl with a quiet face in a long skirt...

What's the name of this person?

correct!

Is it Chen Xi?

Behind Dao Yuting and a group of young talents from the poetry society?

Why are they here?

Lu Yuan subconsciously gave way to...

Chen Xi glanced at Lu Yuan when she passed by Lu Yuan, her eyes were a little strange.

Why is this person standing here alone?

Of course, she just took a look and followed Chen Guanxiong into the hall.

After Chen Guanxiong and others arrived at the scene, those who were originally surrounded all subconsciously stepped aside and took the initiative to give up a way...

"It's done! Haha! Guanxiong, are you here? Come, have a drink!"

"Brother Chonghe, what happened?"

"Haha, I have incorporated my spirit and understanding of the past few years into this painting..."

"Very good, very good, it seems that Brother Chonghe is going to keep another handed down painting, haha, but it's a pity..."

"What is regret?"

"It's a pity that I'm late. If I can arrive an hour earlier, I will be able to see the paintings of brother Chonghe!"

"It's not too late, it's not too late...Come on, let's have a drink first!"

"Okay, come!"

"Brother Ma, Brother Liu, don't bother to look at the paintings, come, have a drink together, and discuss the Spring and Autumn Period after drinking!"

"it is good!"

After hearing the sound, Lu Yuan looked up again, and then through the crowd saw an old man with white beard and hair holding a brush in one hand and a glass of wine in the other. He looked very free and easy.

This is an invigorating and invigorating sense of finished work.

Like other old men, Chen Guanxiong picked up the wine glass and poured a small glass of wine and took a sip, and at the same time sighed with emotion.

Cultural people, it's normal to drink a little wine when excited.

This glass of wine seems to make these old people very refreshing, just like a picture

The reporters who carried the camera were very excited to take this scene. They knew that this photo might become a collection of photos in many years...

Shen Chonghe's last work!

This must be extremely precious!

The final work of many masters is not only invaluable, but also passed down through the ages...

It is an honor to be able to stand in this history and watch the beginning and end of this moment.

Several old people stared at the painting after drinking.

Naturally, there was a burst of praise and a burst of surprise.

"Today, asking brothers to come here is actually asking for something. I want to accompany this painting with a poem... Brothers are all researchers of ancient poems in today's Chinese poetry circle... Can you help me mention a poem?" Shen Chonghe was a little drunk and drunk, but looked at everyone with a bright smile on his face.

"This poem is not easy to mention!" Professor Liu looked at the painting, and shook his head when he admired it. "I'll leave it alone. I know how to make a few modern prose poems, but let me mention one. The words of an ancient poem are really laughable and generous..."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed.

After Lu Yuan stood still watching these people, there was a little entanglement...

It's not justified not to say hello when you meet an acquaintance, but don't you expose yourself when you say hello?

This is so embarrassing.

And this is not the purpose of coming here today, right?

After struggling for a while, Lu Yuan turned and walked down the second floor to the first floor.

In the easternmost corner of the first floor, a group of people still nodded around their photo of smoking a cigar, and occasionally gave out waves of emotion and embarrassing praise for Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan got goosebumps all over...

He paused for a wry smile, then walked towards the exit of the art gallery.

"You... have you gone?"

"Oh, yes……"

"Uh, I'm still thinking about... thinking about inviting you to dinner..."

"I have a chance next time."

"okay……"

This long-legged ticket checking girl suddenly felt a little regretful, but she didn't know what to say...

after all……

She and Lu Yuan are really unfamiliar.

After Lu Yuan left the art museum, he looked at the Porsche exhibition next door...

Although the auto show has not yet started, it seems...

These car models have arrived?

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"Splashing ink up... the stone jade rises up, a bit lingering, a bit immortal... Brother Shen, your painting is indeed very artistic and flavorful, but I can't write the corresponding poetry for a time... although in my mind There are a few poetic features in it that are not worthy of this painting."

"Yes, Brother Shen, so do I!"

"Poetry is not an overnight thing, many times need to be enlightened, Brother Shen, if not, I will come to a cold stage..."

"Brother Shen, what do you think of my song?"

"..."

The old people looked at the painting and smiled, but a few old people shook their heads after a little contemplation. They can write poems, but at this critical moment, you must have a poem that can be integrated into the painting. Just work.

However, the creation of poems does not happen overnight, and even talented people need time.

Some of the old people chanted a few poems, but after chanting, they felt that the taste was not right, and finally shook their heads and gave up.

"My dear friends, don't be idle, and brainstorm together...I know you are all talented people." Shen Chonghe smiled and looked at the younger generation.

A few people of the younger generation naturally have a feeling of eagerness.

Edison Chen is very good at composing music, but if he is asked to write poetry, he can't write it at all, and it is classical poetry...

Classical poetry itself needs a certain foundation...

His background is a little bit worse.

After hearing what Shen Chonghe said, he thought of Lu Yuan.

The talented young man himself seemed to have not contacted him for a while.

I don't know how he is doing.

So, Chen Guanxiong took advantage of the time to go to the bathroom to call Lu Yuan Company...

In the usual company phone calls are usually answered by Lu Yuan, but this time it was Lu Yuan's agent Wu Tingting.

Wu Tingting told Chen Guanxiong that Lu Yuan was not in the company but Chen Guanxiong's eyes lit up when he came to Yanjing.

Lu Yuan came to Yanjing?

Although Wu Tingting did not say what Lu Yuan was doing, Chen Guanxiong was really surprised.

He planned to have a drink with Lu Yuan after he was over here, and then talk about the creation of the song...

After hesitating, he called Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's phone is just like a bird, it has been turned off for thousands of years...

He had called several times before, so when he first thought of Lu Yuan, he called Lu Yuan Company.

But this kid seems to be picking up quickly?

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"Hello? Old Chen..."

"I'm at the Yanjing Central Art Museum..."

"I know……"

"you know?"

"Yeah that's right."

"where are you?"

"I'm right next to you..."

"Next?" Chen Guanxiong looked around.

"Cough, cough, I'm outside the Central Museum of Art..."

"???"

"Um, I'm sorry... I didn't say hello to you just now... I just thought this occasion was a bit inappropriate..."

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