This Jiang Enren may really be someone she has never forgotten.

I don't know what kind of mood he is holding, and nodded.

The two left the art exhibition together and went to the art exhibition center next door.

Jiang Enren has many female fans, high school students similar to his age or younger than him.

Everyone held banners and cheered for Jiang Enren.

Tang Yaoyao looked at this scene and thought of the fan circle. In the entertainment circle, fans will also support their favorite idols.

Every industry, the model is the same.

Xiao Jinhan went to buy tickets, and after that, he pushed Tang Yaoyao again, and the two entered the exhibition together.

Because most people come here especially, Jiang Enren is their idol in their eyes.

Everyone's eyes were on the paintings he made, but Tang Yaoyao and Xiao Jinhan were naturally not found.

When it comes to painting appreciation, no one here has as much experience as her.

She has watched almost a thousand years of ancient culture and history, and even followed the history, step by step.

She has seen a lot of various paintings.

Moreover, five hundred years ago, she had studied painting as a student in white clothes. Although she was not as proficient in painting, she was not comparable to ordinary people.

She looked at the painting on the wall seriously.

Every painter has his best aspects, some are painting people, some are painting objects, and some are painting scenery.

Obviously, Jiang Enren is a painter who knows how to paint sceneries.

Each of his landscape paintings is highly appreciative and has different emotions. It can be seen that he has a different mood when making these paintings.

Each stroke depicts a small world.

Xiao Jinhan didn't understand painting, and in his memory, Sixteen never read calligraphy and painting.

But at this moment, she looked very attentively, even when she looked at each painting, she had a different look, very serious and serious.

Xiao Jinhan's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly, "Do you like painting and calligraphy?"

"Well, I still like it."

That's why she wanted to see the third brother's painting exhibition.

Xiao Jinhan asked again: "Do you really like the paintings here?"

Tang Yaoyao raised his hand and pointed to a picture of the sunset over the river: "This one."

Xiao Jinhan followed her hand and looked over.

Then, I listened to her explanation: "This painting makes me feel like a painting under confusion. There are rivers and sunlight, but no mountains and animals. The painter should have fallen into an endless loop. If I don’t come out, my mood is low, so the glow does not look so dazzling."

After Xiao Jinhan heard this, there was a dull air in his heart. Until today, he realized that he knew very little about her.

Although she is a star actor, she knows how to perfume and appreciate paintings. It seems that she has many secrets that have not been unearthed.

"In your opinion, when the artist paints, he has a very low mood. If this is the case, why would he like painting with negative emotions?"

Tang Yaoyao looked back at him, and explained: "From entering the exhibition all the way to here, only the mood of this painting is the most real."

She looked at it again, and then added: "Moreover, the person in the painting draws the truest state of mind, which can resonate with the painter."

He raised his eyes and looked at the painting on the wall: "In the beginning, Jiang Enren relied on this painting competition to win the Rongcheng championship."

Hearing this, Tang Yaoyao was slightly stunned: "How would you know this kind of thing?"

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