Chapter 308 Why Push Me Out at This Time!

"you……"

"Cough, cough, there is something going on inside, do I have to buy a ticket again?"

"No, no, you can come as many times as you want, please come in, do you want a cup of tea?"

"No, no, you can continue with your work."

Lu Yuan walked into Yanjing Central Art Museum again.

The atmosphere in the art museum is no different from before, but there are more and more people on the second floor, and there seem to be more and more reporters.

Chen Guanxiong stood at the entrance of the aisle and looked at the people who walked in below, with a puzzled expression.

He remembered Lu Yuan's phone call just now.

He is right next to him?

Are you sure you're not kidding, is there such a coincidence?

I have to say that Lu Yuan's disguise was really good this time, even if Lu Yuan walked into the lobby, Chen Guanxiong didn't notice much.

"Grandpa..."

After walking up to the second floor, Lu Yuan shook his head and shouted when he saw the old man still staring down.

"Huh?" Hearing the familiar voice, the old man looked back at this Lu Yuan who was dressed strangely, and then his expression suddenly froze: "Why are you dressed like this?"

"Cough, cough, it's not for a disguise, old man, you know, after all, I am a person who wants to keep a low profile." Lu Yuan scratched his head, the hat made him uncomfortable, and his scalp felt a little itchy of.

But he can't help it, he has to wear this hat.

Pretend.

"You...your outfit is really powerful, even people who know you very well may not recognize you..." Chen Guanxiong shook his head.

"It's not for a disguise."

"Since I'm here, I'll introduce you to the painters and poets here. You are all artists, and you should have a lot in common..."

"No, I'll just keep a low profile and take a look..."

"real?"

"Well, yes, I'll just take a look and learn along the way. To be honest, I don't really understand these roundabouts, so it's not arty..." Lu Yuan smiled and bowed his head.

"Put away your modesty in front of me, forget it, since you want to pretend, let you pretend." Chen Guanxiong shook his head angrily.

This person is still the same as when we first met...

Very fake modesty.

"Um."

Lu Yuan continued to chuckle, he felt an inexplicable sense of mystery inexplicably.

At the same time, he felt that this sense of mystery was indeed somewhat pretentious.

When Chen Guanxiong and Lu Yuan returned to the hall on the second floor, everyone looked at Lu Yuan curiously, but they didn't ask any more questions, they only thought it was Chen Guanxiong's student or something.

Chen Xi frowned slightly and stared at Lu Yuan for dozens of seconds.

She had paid attention to this person just now, and now she felt that this person seemed to have a feeling she was familiar with, but for a while, she couldn't remember who he was.

She pondered for a while, could it be some disciple brought out by her grandfather?

Of course, many things you have been thinking about are useless,

After all, even which disciple has nothing to do with him, right?

Then, she concentrated on looking at the painting.

…………………………

Lu Yuan saw this stunning painting by Shen Chonghe.

In an instant, Lu Yuan felt that his artistic cells had been edified, and felt that there was an aura in his body that was rippling and nourishing, and that kind of literary and artistic aura rushed to his face, which gave Lu Yuan a great cleansing in an instant.

There are mountains, water, birds, flowers...

Well, the drawing is really beautiful!

Lu Yuan silently commented in his heart.

However, he only dared to evaluate in his heart, if he said it out, he would definitely make a fool of himself.

after all……

"This painting looks peaceful, but in fact it reveals a sense of leisure. Look at the sun. Although the sun looks blurry, it is full of artistic conception. I think this is Shen Lao revealing the ups and downs of painting half his life. Seeing through the fame and wealth, I only wish to find the last party to retreat peacefully... Based on this kind of state of mind, I think it can be worthy of a Fu Yin Fu..."

"Brother Liu, no, I think what I see is another taste. Although it seems to be ups and downs, in fact, there is a trace of magnificence in this mountain. The distance that cannot be seen is the distant view of my hometown. I think , this is a painting of nostalgia... I think it should be matched with nostalgia..."

"Brother Zhang, I think this painting reveals a sense of melancholy..."

"..."

Since ancient times, there are many talents in Yanjing, and the romantic looks boundless...

Lu Yuan looked at the three people who surrounded him with admiration! At the same time, I feel a feeling of feasting my eyes!

After the evaluation, the three of them pondered for a while, and under the eyes of everyone and the cameras, they raised their heads slightly, showing a bit of bleakness...

There is quite a sense of temperament that is full of knowledge and talent!

Lu Yuan compared himself to the idiot who stood in front of the mirror with his hands behind his back, and suddenly felt a burst of embarrassment and cancer!

It's like heaven and earth!

look at yourself!

Look at people again!

I only know how to be a handsome man with my hands behind my back quietly, but what about others?

People talk in such an antique way, and there should be such a literary and artistic way to really comment on paintings and poems!

This is the real qualified pretense!

Learned learned!

Lu Yuan suddenly felt that his trip was indeed worthwhile.

After what these three people said, and after commenting, Lu Yuan stared at the painting seriously, and suddenly felt that what these people said was really interesting...

After the three talented scholars finished reading their poems respectively, they all looked at each other.

Since ancient times, literati have always been contemptuous of each other, and at the same time, the three of them are the kind of self-proclaimed talented sons of heaven, so no one is convinced by the other.

There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.

A few old men smiled, and they gave this opportunity to the young people.

These three young people are all good seedlings, and they may not be the backbone of all aspects of ancient poetry in the future.

Where there are disputes, there is progress.

Really good literary and artistic works are born amid disputes and comparisons.

"The poems are good, but...they are almost missing..."

Shen Chonghe glanced at the three talents with admiration, and then he looked at his painting again...

He shook his head with a faint smile.

Their poems can't be said to be bad, nor can their artistic conception be bad, but it's a pity that they don't match up with my paintings, after all, there is something missing.

However, that kind of thing can't even be described by himself.

He only knows what is appropriate and what is not.

After Shen Chonghe said this, the three of them were disappointed for a while, but they still glanced at each other.

There is still a sense of taste of comparison with each other.

Afterwards, young talents came up to this painting one after another and wrote their own poems. Some of the poems had strong hidden meanings, but they were quite excellent. It was a pity that several old people couldn't help nodding their heads...

Shen Chonghe still felt that this was inappropriate.

Yes!

not suitable.

"Mr. Shen, I think this poem is okay? It's called Autumn Mountain Looking at the Curtain..." At this moment, Chen Xi pondered for a while, and then looked at the painting "Looking at the tip of the southern half of the city, To Xiagu Luoyan, the setting sun does not welcome guests, but falls to the fairy in the painting..."

When Chen Xi read this poem, the eyes of the young people beside her lit up, especially the gifted man known as Brother Zhang, who stood up and said, "This poem is not bad! , faintly contains the fairy spirit of old Shen returning to hermitage. Among them, the sunset and the smoke seem to have a faint sense of loneliness. The first three sentences are all about treating people with poetry, and the last sentence is reversed instantly! Junior sister is indeed a talented woman of Yan University! "

"Yeah, it's really eye-catching, especially the artistic conception in that poem is really good. Combining the fairy with the misty dust forms a very vast and sad temperament, but the last sentence is quite free and easy. , is really a rare masterpiece!"

"Yes, it's really good, it really deserves to be Chen Xi!"

"..."

Chen Xi's poem naturally attracted many people's praise, and many people even interpreted the artistic conception and melody in Chen Xi's poem, and felt that this poem is full of pictures, which makes people sigh in their hearts.

Several old men also nodded. Compared with the previous three talented scholars, Chen Xi's poem is indeed a higher level.

Chen Xi didn't feel happy because of the sounds around her, she just looked at Shen Chonghe quietly.

Shen Chonghe repeated her poem twice, then nodded.

Just when Chen Xi felt that what she wrote was recognized by Shen Chonghe, she saw Shen Chonghe shaking her head again.

"It's still a little short..." Shen Chonghe looked at the crowd with a little disappointment in his eyes.

These people's poetry is not bad.

He didn't think it was bad either.

It's a pity that the painting was drawn by himself. If it is still a painting with a little taste, it is impossible for him to bring it up.

Chen Xi was a little disappointed.

But this disappointment only lasted for a moment, after all, she also knew that writing poetry was not something that happened overnight.

Some inspirations and some talents are really rare.

"That's all, brother Shen, it's time for lunch soon, let's go eat first, we'll come to this poem later..."

"Well, that's right, it's true that I was a little anxious, after all, poems and articles are as natural as they are, and you can get them by chance..." Shen Chonghe couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Now the ink on the painting is not completely dry.

If it is a good poem while the ink is dry, then the painting itself has no flaws, but if it is a painting that is mentioned later, the layering of the painting is still somewhat flawed, after all, it is not as perfect as imagined.

That's the difference!

"Why don't we... Shall we collect this poem from the Internet? After all, there are quite a lot of literati on the Internet, and many of them are talented... I remember there was Lu Yuan before... Lu Yuan also Not bad...a bit interesting..."

"Lu Yuan? Is that the big star?"

"yes!"

"Forget it, he is probably already obsessed with the entertainment industry and busy with his movies, and I really don't think he can be better than us..."

"You can't say that, Lu Yuan is also a bit talented among the younger generation..."

"He is indeed talented in other aspects, but his poems are different. Although he has written poems, I think they are still not good enough. Who can guarantee that he is better than the three talents of our Yanda University?"

"Yes, and his major is not poetry..."

"Well, that's right...

When someone suggested finding poets online, everyone chatted.

don't know

Whoever mentioned Lu Yuan mentioned something, and then a group of young people started discussing this topic.

The reporters who were filming nearby were a little excited when they heard this.

Lu Yuan?

Lu Yuan is a hot topic!

But at this moment...

"Little Lu, you haven't written a poem yet... After looking at paintings for so long, you don't want to try a poem? Everyone is talking about you..."

Chen Guanxiong suddenly showed a smile and pushed Lu Yuan.

"..."

After being pushed like this, Lu Yuan suddenly felt a little dazed.

At this moment, the people who were discussing suddenly fell silent and stared at him.

"????"

"..."

"???"

Lu Yuan looked at Chen Guanxiong and was dumbfounded.

Nima!

What are you pushing me out to do at this time...

This……