Chapter 1330

The exhibition began on July 18 for a week. Jiang Chan and Wah stood in the corner, watching people standing in front of the work.

Wah poked Jiang Chan with his elbow: "how many people can understand when they come to the gallery?"

Jiang Chan was very calm: "many people can't understand what we want to express. Of course, we create them not for others to understand, but to express our own thoughts and thoughts at that time. The views of others are not important."

Wah shrugged: "how else do you see through? Many artists spend their lives looking for confidants, but sometimes it's ourselves who know you best?

So I never pay attention to whether others understand my paintings or not, because I know that everyone has different ideas. If we pay too much attention to others' ideas, we will lose ourselves. "

Jiang Chan: "teacher, you live in your own world. If someone really understands you, are you happy?"

Vach: "of course, I didn't deliberately seek confidants before because I know few people can understand me. But when you tell me about my painting, I know you really understand me."

Jiang Chan: "so I know you, just as you know me, we can all see the most real ourselves from each other's works."

Wah nodded: "I'm very lucky. It's good to have a bosom friend."

Jiang Chan's lips: "it's also my luck to know teachers. In this world, only teachers can see my inner world so accurately."

Jiang Chan herself is very low-key, but the painting exhibition is not low-key at all. Although few people in the world understand the deep-seated emotions that artists want to express in their works, they all have basic aesthetics.

Jiang Chan's oil paintings express a vigorous and enthusiastic vitality. Looking at such paintings can make people happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Besides, her ink painting, which is implicit and beautiful in artistic conception, has also been loved by many people. Of course, the most popular paintings are those of Jiang Chan exhibited abroad.

When she was studying abroad, she took part in various competitions, won a lot of awards, and one of her works was not sold.

After the works were sent to the exhibition, the gallery again marked what awards the painting had won. The value of the painting immediately rose, and many people wanted to collect it.

Jiang Chan doesn't care about selling paintings. Chen Xin's manager is painful and happy. The pain is that so many people need to deal with it. The happiness is that most of these paintings are sold, and his commission is quite considerable.

More importantly, Chenxin's popularity has been further improved.

This is the third day of the painting exhibition. Jiang Chan and Wah are strolling in the gallery. They are chatting casually. From humanities to geography, Jiang Chan is really excited to hear Wah say that he has been to places.

"You just have too many things to worry about. When the matter at hand is over, let's go out and have a look?"

Jiang Chan: "that's OK. I think it should be solved by the end of the year. At that time, I'll take my teacher for a good walk in our country. The good mountains and water here are not too beautiful!"

Wah touched his head: "that's right. I'll eat yours and live yours..."

As they were talking, a hesitant male voice sounded, "cloud tilt?"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Chan raised her eyebrows. It's true that there is a way to heaven. If you don't go, there is no door to hell. You have to break in. She hasn't thought about it yet. Yi Jinting dares to come to her?

Wah and Jiang Chan stood together and naturally saw the changes in Jiang Chan's expression clearly. Seeing Jiang Chan's face, he knew he had met an acquaintance.

At the moment, Wah was silent, but his eyes were full of the meaning of watching the play.

Jiang Chan's expression remained unchanged, slightly turned her head and looked at the couple standing three steps away from her.

"What's up?"

She looked very natural, as if nothing had happened, just like greeting her old friends.

Yi Jinting glanced at Jiang Chan: "Yunqing, it's really you! I still think..."

Jiang Chan raised her hand and stopped his unfinished words: "how can you still have the face to say hello to me?"

Yi Jinting's face stiffened: "sorry, I left in a hurry..."

Jiang Chan: "if you come to see my painting exhibition, I'm very welcome. If not, I don't think we can talk about the old relationship together. Teacher, let's go. I'll treat you to some dishes at noon."

Wah glanced at Yi Jinting, shook his head and followed Jiang Chan out of the gallery. Is this guy lame? Don't you like a good girl like Yunqing?

"Yun Qing, you wait for me..."

Seeing that Jiang Chan and Wah are far away, Yi Jinting doesn't care to see the painting. He pulls Lin Miao and chases him. Jiang Chan shrugged, OK, the face sent to the door is not white.

She sat down in the restaurant and motioned to serve later. Jiang Chan looked at Yi Jinting and Lin Miao sitting opposite her with her hands around her chest.

"What's the matter?" she doesn't deliberately pick things first, but if the other party doesn't know good or bad, don't blame her men for being merciless.

Yi Jinting poured Lin Miao a cup of tea: "I left in a hurry and didn't say goodbye to you face to face. Now I just want to say sorry to you solemnly."

"Sorry? It's over now?" Jiang Chan played with the cup in her hand and gently raised her eyebrows.

Looking at the sarcasm on Jiang Chan's face, Yi Jinting said positively, "I know I was irresponsible. I'm sorry for you. You can say what you want, as long as I can do it."

Jiang Chan put the cup back on the table, leaned back on the back of the chair, and put her hands around her chest. "If you had said you liked her, you would have said it. Am I the kind of person who pursues other people's boyfriends?"

Yi Jinting looked bitter: "I didn't mean to hide it from you. Lin Miao really didn't like me at the beginning, and I didn't want to cause her trouble."

"So if you come and apologize to me now, I will forgive you? If I don't forgive you, will it make me very stingy, narrow-minded and fussy?"

Jiang Chan crossed her legs and sneered: "where did you get such a big face? I'll accept your apology?"

Without looking at Yi Jinting, whose face was purple and swollen, Jiang Chan looked at Lin Miao who was away: "I remember we had a good relationship before you went abroad? Should we be called friends?"

Lin Miao looked at Jiang Chan: "yes, we used to be good friends."

"So, it's a friend. You just took my boyfriend. Oh, now you're an ex boyfriend. You've abducted him for three years, and now you still appear in front of me calmly?"

Jiang Chan raised her mouth sarcastically: "if you liked each other, you would have said ah, why did you let me sing a monologue in the middle?"