My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

Art Exhibition Center.

Ning Li didn't expect to meet Pei song here. After all, the capital is so big.

Pei song was also surprised.

Today, Ning Li is wearing a white turtleneck sweater, a short down jacket of the same color, black jeans outline slender and straight legs, and her hair is pulled at random.

It's a little different from what it looks like in school.

He looked at the picture.

"You come to the exhibition?"

Ning Li hesitated and nodded.

"You too?"

Pei song doesn't seem to be very interested in these. I haven't heard him mention them.

"My cousin is a teacher of Xijing Academy of fine arts and one of the teachers in charge of this painting exhibition."

He explained,

"I'll drop by."

Pei song used to live abroad and returned home when he was in middle school.

His parents stay abroad all year round because of their work, and there are few days to come back all year round.

Pei song spent most of his time in Yunzhou and returned to the capital only for the Spring Festival.

Yes, I'm familiar here, but I'm not familiar with it.

Coupled with his introverted and quiet character, Peizhang worried that he would be bored here alone, so he brought him here.

Unexpectedly, Ning Li also came.

"Do you like this picture?"

Pei song asked.

All the works exhibited here are the works of graduates of Xijing Academy of fine arts. Although they are used for exhibition, they can also be photographed if you really like them.

Ningli Road:

"Generally, there is a problem with the composition."

Pei song took a closer look at the oil painting when he heard the speech.

He doesn't know much about this, but his cousin Pei Zhang teaches oil painting, so he knows something.

In his opinion, this painting is above the horizontal line in terms of intention and color matching. Even among the nearly 100 works in the whole exhibition hall, it is definitely the most colorful one.

I didn't expect Ning Li to say that.

"Hey, this classmate, were you just talking about my painting?"

A voice came from the side.

Ning Li's side head is a thin and tall boy. He looks in his early twenties, with white skin and half long hair.

Apart from other things, it looks like a bit of art

He is pointing at the picture.

Ning Li is clear.

This painting should be by this boy.

Many students do wait here and ask visitors for their opinions on their paintings.

She nodded.

The boy frowned slightly.

"You can say that there is a problem with the pen and color of this painting, but the composition is clearly perfect. Why do you think so?"

He seems a little unhappy.

But that's normal.

Anyone who works hard to create a work should not be too happy to be said so.

Ningli Road:

"There is a problem. The focus is scattered, and the painter wants to express too many things, so that the key points are a little confused, which makes it difficult for people to capture the key points at the first time. "

The boy didn't think Ning Li would point out the problem so plainly, and was stunned for a moment.

Ning Li raised her hand:

"In addition, the color deviation is a little big. It's better to make the color block brighter in this area."

Pei songshun looked in the direction she pointed out, re conceived it according to what she said, and found that it seemed very reasonable.

The boy was speechless and frowned more tightly.

For a moment, he began to speak in displeasure:

"This classmate, I don't think you know how to appreciate this painting at all? Do you know that the original author of this painting is the shadow of a tree? "

Ning Li: "

Mentioning the name, the boy's face was full of worship.

"This is his first painting to be publicly auctioned, and he directly sold it at a high price of 600000!"

A painter without any fame before can shoot this number for the first painting, which is really a very high price.

At that time, the painting caused a great sensation as soon as it came out.

Everyone can see the aura and talent behind this painting.

At that time, he also accidentally saw someone take this picture on the Internet. He liked it very much at first sight. Since then, he has paid special attention to the shadow of trees.

Later, several paintings of the shadow of the tree came out one after another, but before he saw it with his own eyes, all of them had been bought by private collectors at a high price.

He was full of regret, but he had to give up.

"I copied this painting. Maybe the skills are not mature, but the composition is absolutely no problem!"

The boy is obviously a loyal admirer of the shadow of the tree. He can't even hear a word of criticism.

Ning Li: "

The boy seemed to think it was not enough and added:

"You can't appreciate it. Some people can appreciate it. You'd better go and see other people's paintings! "

It was a direct eviction order.

Ning Li: "“

Pei song looked slightly cold, looked at the boy, and his voice was alienated and indifferent:

"When a painting is created, there will be praise and criticism. If you can't even hear this, it doesn't seem necessary to hang it up for people to see. "

The boy has a stubborn attitude.

"You say I can, but you say this picture can't."

Ning Li paused for a moment:

"This should be her early painting. It's normal to have these shortcomings“

"Do you know him?"

The boy became even more aggrieved,

"Since you know, what do you say?"

Ning Li found that he couldn't communicate with this man.

She shook her head and looked at the picture again.

The boy stepped forward and half blocked her sight.

Ning Li rubbed his temples helplessly.

"... forget it."

She turned and left.

Pei song followed and walked side by side with her, staggering one step in the middle.

After a pause, he said:

"I think what you just said is very reasonable. You don't have to pay attention to what he said. "

Ning Li smiled.

"Nothing."

She just accidentally saw it and felt a little coincidental. She just stood there for a while.

Unexpectedly——

Pei song looked at her calm face and relaxed eyebrows and eyes. It seemed that he really didn't take this episode to heart.

"Ah Li."

Lin Yaohui came down from upstairs and shouted at Ning Li,

"Miss Yu is almost finished. We can go later."

He said and was stunned to see Pei song standing next to Ning Li.

"This is..."

"My classmate, Pei song."

Lin Yaohui knows that she has just finished the winter camp. Is this supposed to be the classmate who trained together?

He greeted Peisong with a smile.

"Miss Yu, you really don't want to stay a little longer?"

Not far away, Pei Zhang is accompanying Yu Pingchuan,

"You see, you basically don't show up at school. The students want to ask you for advice, but they don't have this opportunity. You have come back with great difficulty. Are you serious about not giving some guidance? "

Yu Pingchuan is in a hurry, but Pei Zhang said so

He glanced at Ning Li and the painting not far behind her.

Raise your hand.

"That... Which student copied it?"

The boy didn't expect to be named by Yu Pingchuan just now. He immediately moved forward:

"Miss Yu, it's me!"

Yu Pingchuan sighed.

"There is something wrong with the composition of this picture. You should change a copy!"