Chapter 297

"Guo Jianming's comments remind me of the well-known theme of a dream of Red Mansions: Centered on the daily life of Rong Guofu, centered on the love and marriage tragedies of Baoyu, Daiyu and Baochai, and the trifles in the Grand View Garden, and based on the history of Jinling aristocratic families from prosperity to decline, Guo Jianming's comments show the desperate feudal society It is an inevitable trend that the society will eventually go to extinction. " Chujiang said slowly.

"We all know this theme. Why do you say it again?" Guo Jianming said with disdain.

"But I have been thinking, how could Cao Xueqin foresee the decline of feudal society at that time?" In the face of Guo Jianming's dissatisfaction, Chu Jiang continued with a faint smile, "I personally think Cao Xueqin at that time just wanted to create a large number of beautiful women that have been passed down through the ages."

Maybe when Chu Jiang talked about beauty, the crowd around him pricked up their ears and unconsciously drew closer.

The charming Xue Baofeng is better than the charming Wang Bingyu Chu Jiang continued, "the most eternal thing in novels is the image of the characters. The so-called scenes and environment serve the characters, and many of the so-called central ideas are added by later generations."

Guo Jianming is also a smart man. Chu Jiang said that he knew three things when he said one thing. He sneered and said aggressively, "do you mean I imposed a woman on this painting, not a vase?"

"You can understand it that way. There are always different opinions on paintings. " Chu Jiang said lightly, "I just don't think the author of this painting of a beautiful woman holding a vase should think so much."

"What is the purpose of the painting?" Guo Jianming asked with no hesitation. In fact, Chu Jiang's saying that different people have different opinions has been going down the stairs for Guo Jianming, but Guo Jianming doesn't want to go down the stairs. He always thinks that what he comments is correct.

"Sometimes we don't need any purpose to do things. If we insist on having something, the author of this painting should just want to give people a hint and an imagination. Give people a pleasant or beautiful feeling in hint and imagination Chu Jiang finally expressed his opinion.

This is a view from the most perceptual point of view.

When Guo Jianming was about to retort, a 30-year-old man with a little disheveled hair walked quickly to Chujiang. He was wearing jeans with a hole in his knee. Maybe he cut them himself or accidentally broke them when chasing a beautiful woman.

"This gentleman, said my truest thought!" Cowboy man excitedly holds Chu Jiang's hand, as if he met an old friend in a foreign country. His eyes are shining with glasses.

Obviously, this cowboy man is the author of this painting of half fruit beauty holding vase.

Through her glasses, Peng Yuqin suddenly found that the cowboy man had the same obscene eyes as Chujiang.

Even the author of the painting had a warm handshake and hug with Chu Jiang. What else could Guo Jianming say? Who should the students around him turn their admiration to?

He didn't ask for a nursery, did he? Guo Jianming finally can only use such an excuse to temporarily balance his mind.

After a simple exchange with cowboy man, Chu Jiang took Peng Yuqin to another exhibition hall. He just came up to appreciate the oil painting and comment on what is beautiful. Sometimes he doesn't need to say it.

The paintings in this exhibition hall are green and astringent. It's not that the paintings are green and astringent, but that the contents of the paintings are full of green and astringent flavor. For example, under the black and white walls, a childish girl with two braids goes to school. For example, in an old alley, a boy in a Dacron shirt is riding a Phoenix Bicycle looking at something. For example, a girl's eyes are just one look without any background.

This exhibition hall seems very cold. After all, several exhibition halls outside are full of half fruit and whole fruit beauties. It's said that if there are beauties who don't appreciate it, it's like thunder and lightning. Yes, most people come here to appreciate the beauty of the painting rather than the painting itself.

And this exhibition hall, there is no physical temptation, no bright color, just a simple taste and nostalgic figure.

The audience message book is placed in a corner of the exhibition hall, next to which are several big words: "what's that? You got it right before eight. There are gifts. "

Isn't eight almost there? It's also a gift. It's OK to send red wine to the red wine conference, so you can go back to drink it in the evening. It's boring to send paintings to the painting exhibition. Brother Jiang doesn't have this hobby.

Curious Chu Jiang went over, the message book is written 20 or 30 lines, and then signed his name, also attached the telephone number. If you are not careful about the meaning of your eyes, it's good to get a souvenir.

Surprise eyes, hope eyes, love eyes There are all kinds of statements in the message board. In the eyes of 100 readers, there are 100 Lin Daiyu. One look can really explain many different meanings. But what does the author want to express? Of course, only the author knows.

How is this look so familiar? Yes, it looks like Peng Yuqin's eyes!

When Peng Yuqin saw the eyes in this painting, he was completely stunned. He stood there foolishly and deeply precipitated in his own memories. This is the charm of Art - the role of resonance.Chu Jiang didn't disturb Peng Yuqin either. He just went to the front of the message board and wanted to extend his hand. Suddenly, one hand picked up the pen faster than him.

Chu Jiang looked up and saw that Guo Jianming always wanted to be like the asshole. Chu Jiang even admired Guo Jianming's courage of fighting repeatedly and losing repeatedly. He was really more powerful than ah Q.

"Chu Jiang, I'll come first." Guo Jianming said with a smile, and then thought he was very gracious, wrote "eyes of admiration" on the message board, and solemnly signed his name and attached his mobile phone number.

Bai yanlang is not willing to lag behind, but also wrote "discharge eyes", Zhang Qian even came to write, she wrote "lingering eyes".

Chu Jiang just a faint smile, and so they are finished, just lazily walked up, understated to write a few words, no signature, no cell phone number.

Guo Jianming and Bai yanlang glanced at each other intentionally or unintentionally, and then there was a mocking smile on their faces.

Just scribble, how can it be this kind of look? No wonder I dare not sign my name.

When Guo Jianming wants to be sarcastic again, he walks into a tall woman in a white shirt from the outside of the hall. The wide white shirt is a bit of boyfriends' style, but it looks a bit casual and street like on her. Wear a small black vest inside, open a number of buttons on the chest generously, the hem is free to scatter, with leg slim jeans, very literary atmosphere.