Ye Xian put on his clothes in a hurry. He pretended to be calm and pushed the door open. When he walked down the steps, he saw Bo tingshen standing in front of the exhibition wall on the west side of the hall, examining carefully.

"Aunt's creation should be influenced by Bergson's intuitionism and Freud's subconscious theory of surrealism, right?"

Xia Hewan looked at him in surprise. "How do you know that?"

"The Surrealist School of painting takes the surreal and super rational dreams and illusions as the source of artistic creation. It holds that only this kind of unconscious world beyond reality can get rid of all constraints and show the true face of objective facts in the most real way. Most of them rely on the ingenious integration of concrete expression forms and abstract scenes to form a concrete and fuzzy state of virtual reality intersection, This is very clear in my aunt's paintings. "

"Well, well, yes!"

Xia Hewan nodded in agreement.

Bo tingshen: "especially this one, the amber scene, is in line with the praise in the first surrealist Manifesto: the beauty is shocking."

"Where where ~" hear so high praise, Xia he wan smile of close mouth, "thin total praise."

What's the president talking to his mother to make her so happy?

Ye Xian steps curiously toward the West exhibition wall skew past, did not walk two steps, was a voice called, "little leaf, come here!"

“……”

When ye Xianchao looked at the sofa in the hall and saw Ye Shaowen sitting in the most prominent position in the middle, her eyebrows jumped. Why didn't she see him just now?

"Oh." She walked over reluctantly and said with a smile in the corner of her eyes, "second brother, always... Bo tingshen comes to our house. Aren't you angry?"

"What can I be angry about?"

"Really?" Her eyes brightened, "you're not angry. Does that mean..."

"He's here today in the name of thanking big brother. What's the matter with me?"

Ye Xian's voice suddenly stopped, and the smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth. "..." ha ha, right?

"What's the matter?" Ye Shaowen looked at her coldly, "why do you think he came here?"

Ye Xian: "nothing, nothing. It's not because of me anyway."

Ye Shaowen snorted. Next to Zhu Shanshan, she looked at her with a smile. Bai was happy, wasn't she?

"What about the big brother?"

Aunt Tao: "the young master went to the medical research institute early in the morning. It's a little far from home. Now he's on his way back."

Ye Xian: "Oh."

Then the president can stay at home for a little longer. Haha, she can't help looking at the wall of the Western Painting Exhibition

"Little leaf, sit here."

Ye Shaowen photographed the position around him.

Ye Xian heard the sound and moved towards him.

"Sit down a little more."

Ye Xian moved again.

When he was about to move to him, ye Shaowen held her shoulder.

“?”

Ye Xian turns his head and looks at his hand suspiciously. As soon as he wants to ask him what he means, he sees the man in front of the West exhibition wall turning around, staring at Ye Shaowen and embracing her shoulder arm.

When ye Shaowen saw the situation, he held it even tighter, and his face was full of triumphant provocation.

What are you looking at! Xiaoye is my sister!

Ye Xian contacts that vision, the body suddenly froze.

His face is expressionless and his eyes are as calm as water, but he gives people a chilly feeling of numbness on his back for no reason. Only those who know him well know that he is angry, can they understand the real metaphor behind the clear eyes: you are dead

Like Pang Kai, like Ye Xian

"Ah

Ye Xian suddenly stood up, got rid of Ye Shaowen's hand, and also startled Zhu Shanshan.

"What... Shanshan, didn't you just say you wanted to eat watermelon?"

"Ah?" Zhu Shanshan pointed to herself in doubt. Did she... Just speak?

Under the hint of her winking, Zhu Shanshan responded, "yes, yes! I like to eat watermelon in winter, and I don't know if I have one. "

Aunt Tao: "yes, yes! It's a coincidence that I just picked a few watermelons from the greenhouse yesterday. I'm going to cut them for Miss Zhu. "

"No, aunt Tao. Take the melon to the table and I'll cut it myself."

"Good."

Aunt Tao takes out the melon from the kitchen, and ye Xian walks towards the bar. During this period, she realizes that Bo Ting's deep and cold eyes have been fixed on her. She can't help but feel a little scared.

No, this man is still angry?

I didn't let her sleep with Shanshan last night. Today, my second brother touched her again. Is that too much vinegar?

Ye Xian picked up the knife, inadvertently looked up to see the man's eyes are not happy to stare at her coat, as if there is no meaning.

She raised her eyebrows and took off her coat with a guess. "Er... The air conditioner is very high. It's a little hot."

Everyone: Where is it hot?

Sure enough, as soon as she took off her coat, the man turned around.

Ye Xian

At first, Zhu Shanshan didn't understand why Ye Xian suddenly cut her. Now when she saw this scene, she understood.

It's really unexpected. I thought Bo was always mature and steady. He treated his lover with elegant demeanor. I didn't expect that he couldn't even touch his own woman with his brother. This damned and charming possessiveness is too su. He's the abnormal male archetype of the next novel!

Ye Shaowen clenched his fist, hit the coffee table angrily, and pulled Zhu Shanshan's thoughts back with a bang.

Xiaoye is so flattering to that bastard!

Where does he deserve it?

Ye Shaowen's Vinegar jar was completely turned over. At this time, listening to his mother's laughter, he was even more angry.

Didn't mom know that he was not drunk when he came to visit big brother today? That eye almost didn't grow on the little leaf. The ambition of the wolf is obvious.

"Mom, you are a famous painter. Don't be fooled by the rhetoric of some laymen. Some people think that they have done some basic work, and they just want to pretend they don't know how to do it. They think that art is really for everyone to talk about?"

Words fall, the hall suddenly quiet down.

Pang Kai refused to defend himself, but when he remembered what the president had said before, he held back.

Xia he wan angrily glanced at him, "Shaowen, what do you say? How rude

The second elder brother is trying to pick something up?

When ye Xiangang wanted to ease the situation, he saw the man go to an oil painting and said, "is this painting" afternoon forest "going to attend the 14th European natural oil painting exhibition at the end of the year?"

"Yes, how do you know that?"

Xia Hewan looked at him with surprise.

If he could tell her painting style before because he had done some homework about her in advance, but now he can guess what competition she is going to take this painting with her. He also knows that the 14th international oil painting exhibition has been held. This is definitely not so simple!

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