I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

Chapter 309: What to push me out at this time! (First more)

"you……"

"Cough, cough, there is something inside, do I have to buy a new ticket?"

"No need, no, you can come as many times as you want, please come in, do I need a cup of tea?"

"No, no, you keep busy with yours."

Lu Yuan walked into the Yanjing Central Art Museum again.

The atmosphere in the art museum is no different from the previous ones, except that there are more and more people on the second floor, and it seems that more and more reporters.

Chen Guanxiong stood at the entrance of the aisle and looked at the people who entered below, with a very confused expression.

He remembered Lu Yuan's call just now.

Is he right beside him?

Are you kidding me, is there such a coincidence?

I have to say that Lu Yuan's disguise this time is really good, even if Lu Yuan walked into the hall, Chen Guanxiong didn't notice it.

"Master..."

After walking up the second floor, Lu Yuan looked at the old man still facing down and stared at him, shook his head and called out.

"Huh?" The old man heard the familiar voice and looked back at the strangely dressed Lu Yuan, then his expression suddenly stiffened: "Why are you dressed like this?"

"Cough, cough, it's not to pretend, old man, you know, after all, I'm a person who wants to keep a low profile." Lu Yuan scratched his head. This hat made him very uncomfortable and made his scalp feel a little itchy. of.

But he can't help it, he must wear this hat.

Disguise.

"You...you are really dressed up, even people who know you well may not recognize you..." Chen Guanxiong shook his head.

"This is not to pretend."

"Since I'm here, I will show you the painters and poets here. You are all artists and artists, and you should have a lot of common words..."

"Don't, I just have a low-key look at it..."

"Really?"

"Well, yes, I'll just take a look and learn by the way, to be honest, I don't understand these corners, so I'm not arty..." Lu Yuan smiled and lowered his head.

"Put away your modesty in front of me, forget it, since you want to disguise, let you disguise it." Chen Guanxiong shook his head irritably.

This person is still urinary when we first met...

Fake is very humble.

"Ok."

Lu Yuan continued to smile, he felt that he had an inexplicable sense of mystery.

At the same time, he felt that this sense of mystery was indeed a bit pretending.

When Chen Guanxiong and Lu Yuan returned to the lobby on the second floor, everyone looked at Lu Yuan curiously, but they didn't ask too much, just treating them as Chen Guanxiong's students.

Chen Xi frowned slightly and stared at Lu Yuan for dozens of seconds.

She had noticed this person just now. At this moment, she felt that there seemed to be a familiar feeling in this person, but she couldn't remember who he was.

She condensed for a while, could it be which disciple her grandfather brought out?

Of course, you have always thought that many things are useless. After all, even which disciple has nothing to do with you, isn’t it?

Then she looked at the painting intently.

……………………………

Lu Yuan saw this wonderful painting by Shen Chonghe.

Lu Yuan instantly felt that his artistic cells had been nurtured, and he felt that there was an aura in his body that was constantly filling up. The literary and artistic aura came to his face, and Lu Yuan was washed away in an instant.

There are mountains, water, birds, flowers...

Well, the painting is so beautiful!

Lu Yuan commented silently in his heart.

However, he only dared to evaluate it in his heart. If he said it, he would definitely laugh out loud.

after all……

"This painting seems peaceful, but in fact it reveals a leisurely taste. Look at the sun. Although the sun looks fuzzy, it has a full artistic conception. I think this is Shen Lao revealing the ups and downs of the half-life painting sea. Seeing through the fame and wealth, I just want to find the last one to quietly retreat...According to this state of mind, I think it can be accompanied by a "Return to Yin Fu"...

"Brother Liu, no, I think what I can see is a different taste. Although it looks like ups and downs, in fact this mountain contains a trace of magnificent waves. The invisible distance is the distant view of my hometown. I think , This is a homesick painting...I think it should be matched with "Homesickness"..."

"Brother Zhang, I think this painting reveals a sense of melancholy..."

"..."

Since ancient times, Yanjing has a lot of talents, and a romantic look at the vastness...

Lu Yuan really admired the three people who surrounded him! At the same time, I felt a sense of feasting my eyes!

After the evaluation, the three of them groaned. Under the eyes of everyone and the camera shooting, they all raised their heads slightly, and their eyes were a little sad...

Quite a kind of talented temperament of learning rich five cars!

Lu Yuan compared his silly absence with his hands behind him in front of the mirror, and suddenly felt embarrassed that he had committed cancer!

It's a heaven and an underground!

Look at yourself!

Look at them again!

I only know how to be a beautiful man with his hands behind him quietly, but what about others?

People talk so old-fashioned, so you should have this kind of literary style when you really criticize painting and poetry!

This is the real qualified pretender!

Learned, learned!

Lu Yuan suddenly felt that he was indeed worthwhile.

After these three people said this, after a comment, Lu Yuan stared at the painting seriously, he suddenly felt that these people did say something interesting...

The three talented scholars all looked at each other after reading the poems separately.

Since ancient times, the literati have been relatively light, and at the same time the three of them are the kind of self-proclaimed talents, so no one accepts others.

There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.

Several old men smiled, and they gave this opportunity to young people.

These three young people are good seedlings, and the future may not be the backbone of all aspects of ancient poetry work.

There is a dispute to make progress.

Really good literary works are born out of disputes and comparisons.

"The poem is good, but... almost everything..."

Shen Chonghe took a look at the three talented scholars with appreciation, and then he looked at his painting again...

He shook his head and showed a faint smile.

Their poems cannot be said to be bad, and their artistic conception cannot be said to be bad, but it is a pity that they do not match their own paintings, and there is something missing after all.

However, he couldn't even describe that kind of thing.

He only knows what is appropriate and inappropriate.

After Shen Chonghe said these words, the three of them were disappointed, but they still looked at each other.

There is still a sense of comparison with each other.

Then one after another young talents came up and wrote their own poems to this painting. Some of the poems are more implicit and very strong, but they are also quite excellent. It is a pity that several old people can nodded their heads...

Shen Chonghe still felt that this was not appropriate.

Yes!

Inappropriate.

"Old Shen, I think this poem will work like this? It's called "Autumn Mountain Looking at the Curtain"..." At this moment, Chen Xi pondered for a while, and then looked at the painting "Linnan Bancheng" under everyone's eyes. Sharp, lonely towards Xia, smoke, the sunset does not welcome guests, but the fairy in the picture..."

When Chen Xi read the poem, the eyes of the young people next to her lit up, especially the talented man known as Brother Zhang, who stood up: "This poem is not bad! It is full of charm and even more immortal. , Faintly contains the immortal meaning of Shen Lao Gui Yin, the sunset smoke seems to have a faint sense of loneliness, the first three sentences are all poems, the last sentence is reversed instantly! The junior sister is indeed a well-deserved talented girl of Yan Da! "

"Yes, it's really dazzling, especially the artistic conception in that poem is really good. Combining the immortal and the misty dust, it forms a very vast and sad temperament, but the last sentence is free and easy. , It is a rare masterpiece!"

"Yes, it's not bad, indeed it is Chen Xi!"

"..."

Chen Xi's poem naturally drew praise from many people, and many people interpreted the artistic conception and melody in Chen Xi's poem, and felt that this poem was full of pictures and sighed.

Several old men also nodded. Compared with the previous three talented men, Chen Xi's poem is indeed a step up.

Chen Xi did not feel happy because of the sounds around her, she just looked at Shen Chonghe quietly.

Shen Chonghe repeated her poem twice, then nodded.

Just when Chen Xi felt that Shen Chonghe recognized her writing, she saw Shen Chonghe shook her head again.

"It's still almost something..." Shen Chonghe looked at everyone, his eyes slightly disappointed.

The poetry of these people is not bad.

He also felt not bad.

It's a pity that the painting was painted by himself. If it is still a little tasteless painting, he would not be able to mention it.

Chen Xi was a little disappointed.

But this disappointment only lasts for a moment, after all, she also knows that writing poetry is not a matter of overnight.

Some inspirations and some talents are really rare.

"That's it, Brother Shen, it's lunch time soon, let's go to dinner first, let's take this poem slowly later..."

"Well, that's right, I was really anxious. After all, poetry and essays are inherently natural, and they can be obtained by wonderful hands..." Shen Chonghe was a little disappointed.

The ink in this painting has not completely dried out now.

If you mention a good poem while the ink is not dry, then the painting itself does not have any defects, but if it is a later painting, the layering of the painting will eventually be flawed, after all, it is not as perfect as imagined.

This is the gap!

"How about this... let's collect it from the Internet? Collect this poem. After all, there are many literary talents on the Internet, and many of them are talented people... I remember there was a Lu Yuan before... Lu Yuan also Not bad... interesting..."

"Lu Yuan? Is that the big star?"

"Yes!"

"Forget it, he is probably obsessed with his movies in the entertainment circle now, and I really don't think he can be better than us..."

"You can't say that, Lu Yuan is also a little talented among the younger generation..."

"He is indeed talented in other aspects, but his poems are different. Although he has written poems, I think it is still a little tasteless. Who can guarantee that he is better than the three talents of Yan Da?"

"Yes, and his professional is not poetic..."

"Well, that's right...

When someone suggested to find a poet online, everyone started talking.

I don't know who mentioned Lu Yuan, and then a group of young people started discussing this topic.

When the reporters who were shooting next to me heard this, they were a little excited.

Lu Yuan?

Lu Yuan is the topic!

But at this moment...

"Xiao Lu, you haven't written a poem yet... after watching the painting for so long, you don't want to try a poem? Are you talking about you..."

Chen Guanxiong suddenly showed a smile and pushed Lu Yuan.

"..."

Lu Yuan was suddenly at a loss when he was pushed like this.