Chapter 91

She was in the company today and was pushed out by echo all day.

A few days ago, echo was quite serious. She was teaching her the precautions in her work. But now, she is just like a mad dog, biting everything.

The two of them can't stay in the same room right now, otherwise, the echo will do something.

Angshiqi estimated that she would not have been able to walk out of the company alive today if the person next to her did not pull echo.

She did not know how such a person was recruited!

Finally, Miss Yang said that there would be a painting exhibition this evening, so she could come and change her mood. Angie didn't want to come. Her artistic attainments were limited and she couldn't understand this Impressionist exhibition.

In her impression, Impressionism is almost the same as the abstract school. The works she draws are no different from the messy lines that neurotic patients randomly make.

However, Miss Yang was serious and told her a lot. Anshiqi didn't understand her very well. At least she understood that this painting was her kind of person with poor aesthetic taste, and she could see it clearly.

Angshiqi think is also, even if you can't see clearly, at least can also change the mood.

As a result, as soon as she came in, she saw the blue all over her eyes. The quiet division made her mood calm. When she chatted with Miss Yang, she was talking about pleasant topics.

So her mood finally returned to normal.

"Echo? Are you talking about the exhibition held by a painter surnamed Qiu in Beijing When Lisa heard the exhibition, she wanted to say no, but as soon as she heard the echo, she immediately thought of something to ask.

Angshiqi didn't understand. She turned her head and looked at the profile of the painter on the side. After reading two lines, she nodded and said with a smile, "sister Lisa, you know so much. Yes, this painter surnamed Qiu, but she didn't say his real name or whether he was from Beijing..."

"It was him..." When Lisa heard this, she said something inexplicably. Then, she hung up and said, "I like this topic. I'll go there when I'm free. I'll hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, Lisa searches her mobile phone. Looking at the information of the exhibition, she slowly reveals a smile that seems to be frightening.

Angie didn't feel that there was something wrong with the other party's speaking attitude. After hanging up the phone there, she took her mobile phone again and began to look at the Impressionist paintings in front of her.

I don't know why. Looking at these paintings, an Shiqi felt as if she had a very inexplicable feeling in her heart. She couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but it was very strange.

The colors of the oil paintings are mostly blue, green and purple.

Some are like a boat floating on the lake, a little like a small wooden house in the mountain, some look like a group of people on the hillside of the lake for a picnic.

However, it is hazy and hard to see whether these are true or have other meanings.

Angie thought and looked at the explanations under each painting. After a while, she felt that it was a little broad and profound.

Although she is a liberal arts student, she has always understood it, and she is in the economic and administrative fields.

I don't want to appreciate this kind of art.

She looked at it and found that the deeper the painting, the deeper the color.

Then, an Shiqi suddenly stopped in front of the innermost oil painting, which can be said to be the clearest picture. There is an old woman sitting at the entrance of an alley, looking aside, as if she was waiting for something.

With her side figure, anshiqi can see that her eyes are open, but there are tears in the corners of her eyes.

An Shiqi felt a little shocked. She stared at the painting and suddenly found a diamond hairpin beside the old woman's ear!

Angshiqi frowned and didn't know if it was her illusion. She always felt that the hairpin was the same as the hairpin that echo especially cherished.

Looking at it, an Shiqi suddenly felt that someone had patted him behind her. She looked back and found that it was Yang Shuang. She also quickly raised her smile and gave her back her mobile phone.

"Well, I said, if you come out to relax, you will be in a better mood. You are always alone in the room, even if there are more pleasant topics, you will still be in a bad mood Yang Shuang looked at an Shiqi like this, but also quite comfortable.

Originally, she felt that those were just small things in the workplace, but, to make her angry like this, I guess she was also wronged, which is better to vent out.

She said, Angie herself also nodded.

Two people say, anshiqi this just remembered, Lisa called over the matter, she also immediately told Yang Shuang.

After hearing this, Yang Shuang's eyes were darkened, then she laughed and did not speak any more. She just looked down at her mobile phone. The duration of the conversation displayed on it was not too long. So she asked more: "what did you say?""Nothing. Sister Lisa called and asked if there was anything wrong. I said we were watching the art exhibition. I said that she could come to see it when she was free, and she said yes." Angshiqi didn't take Lisa's silence seriously at all. After saying that, she also praised people.

Although she doesn't like Lisa very much, she always feels that this person is not quite the same as she knew before.

However, she is not likely to stir up trouble for this.

After hearing this, Yang Shuang did not say anything. After a long silence, she asked again, "did she agree?"

"What?" Angshiqi looked back and didn't understand. After reacting for a while, she realized what Yang Shuang was saying. She said with a smile: "sister Lisa said that if she had time, she would come and have a look. By the way, she seems to know the painter."

"Is it?" Yang Shuang asked in a trance.

"Yes." Angie nodded, she said with some envy: "speaking of it, your taste is really similar, unlike me, in the face of these completely forced two words can be described."

"It's not that you don't know these things, but you don't understand them. There is no one in the world who is born to understand these things. If she doesn't like it, even if she wants to understand them, it's just..." Yang Shuang said for a moment.

She looked back and saw anshiqi some do not understand looking at her, she quickly laughed: "you ah, do not understand, you can try to understand it, you see, you come to see these, change your mood, it's good for you."

"But..." Angie looked at the profile of Impressionism over there, and suddenly she had a headache.

"Don't take this as a kind of study or task. Just look at it to relax. On the contrary, it will give full play to the value of the exhibition to a greater extent." Yang Shuang looks at an Shiqi's shrinking expression and quickly explains.

Angie also immediately nodded.

She then turned her head and began to look seriously at the explanation at the bottom of the painting.

Yang Shuang looked at it, but he was distracted.