Eros kisses Psyche

Eat marrow to know the taste.

One is an unscientific boy who has just experienced personnel affairs and has no refractory period, no matter how he is treated, he is not convinced; the other is a normal man who has not had a serious married life for many years since his son was born. Apart from self-help, I have never had an affair; and after the divorce, it seems that I have lost my appetite for a long time, and I don't have that kind of mood.

This time, the sky thundered and the ground caught fire, and it burned to the sky.If the first few times were reserved, tentative, or idle after work, then I became more familiar and more unscrupulous.In the end, I was so exhausted that I almost couldn't get out of bed... Fortunately, the one who wanted to die was fed and satisfied, and was so tired that he finally fell asleep.

In the end, Cheng Zhu upheld the basic conscience of an artist and a social worker, completed the pouring and polishing, cleaned the welding joints, and sealed the wax with oil; It was this work again, and it was more efficient than usual, as if it had a faint feeling for it, everything went smoothly and smoothly.When he finally finished cleaning up, he called Lao Han and asked him to help him pack and transport. Finally, he couldn't help but climbed into bed and planned to go back to sleep. Then he saw a goblin who had had enough sleep emerge from the quilt, his eyes flickering with vigor Completely radiant, he threw himself on him with his limbs stretched.

"God... Ancestor, I can't do it, I really can't do it..." Cheng Zhu begged for forgiveness without image, but he was reluctant to let go of his arms, "Let me sleep in my arms..."

Xu Bu nestled in his arms, and now he had basically grasped his G-spot, so he deliberately called out: "Teacher..."

Cheng Zhu was terrified by him, and quickly reached out to cover his mouth: "Don't worry, I can't bear it anymore, you have graduated from the teacher, you have become a talent, you can draw inferences from one example, let me go, I don't have to teach you..."

He squinted his eyes, took shallow and deep breaths, and the blowing made his palms hot and cold.Xiao Xu let him hug him for a while, and finally he was like a puppy with ADHD. It was difficult to be stable for a while, and then he started to grope with a very pioneering spirit.

"Hey, Hero Xu, can't you spare me... If you light the fire again, it will burn out... What will happen to your sexual fortune in the future..."

"It's fine if you lie down, you said that I'm a teacher," Xiao Xu narrowly stretched out his hand to rub his buttocks, rubbing his fingers restlessly while poking in, "You don't need to exert any strength, let me let you Comfortable……"

Cheng Zhu really didn't have the strength to argue with him anymore, he lay motionless like a dead fish, and hummed a few times indiscriminately to show respect.

"How is it here?" "What about here?" Xu Budie continued digging, kneading, and pressing for a long time with the spirit of academic exploration, but only got a few vague nasal sounds. Then he looked again, and the person was actually pillowing on one of his arms in this situation. fell asleep.

Xu Budie didn't make a sound either, and finally stopped bothering him, just quietly watching the shadows under his eye sockets, listening to the sound of each other's overlapping breaths, which gradually became longer and slower, and even the beat unconsciously moved to Close together, the warm breath blows the face itchy and wet, like chasing each other's breath, and a long kiss in the air; the cold air in the mountains, the warm sun in winter, the quiet and bright stars in the night sky , have become part of this kiss.

Cheng Zhu slept for fifteen hours.It's like being completely drained from the battery, and after the machine can't be turned on and the screen is completely black, it will take a long time to charge again.In the haze, I always felt empty, so I woke up once, and found that Xiao Xu was curled up in a ball like a small animal, curled up in front of him, and was relieved all of a sudden, thinking that I had done what I had to do, and stretched out my hand to embrace him , the fingers clenched into fists were stretched and clasped separately, and he fell asleep in a second contentedly.

Woke up again because of the intensive phone ringing.At first, he was too lazy to think it was an alarm, until Xiao Xu called him close to his ear: "...Old Cheng, wake up, answer the phone, there are many calls on the phone... the messages are playing non-stop." He stretched out his hands in a trance, patted and touched impatiently, and felt that Xu Bu half-pressed his body and passed over. handed it to him.

Cheng Zhu was in a daze for a moment before lazily pressing the answer button. "……how……?"

"What 'how'? You still know how to ask?..." Gao Gao's voice came from the microphone. After this contact, he was too lazy to give him the gentleness of hypocrisy and smugness, and became sharper, "Where are you? I will look for you."

Cheng Zhu sat up, his bare back exposed to the air, and shivered: "Don't, I'm out of town, that's why I asked you what's wrong? Why did you feel like you were shot..."

"What do you think about the manuscript you handed in?!"

"What do you think... Didn't I catch up? Did I catch up? Didn't Lao Han send it over?"

Gao Feng's high-heeled shoes were chiseled fiercely on the ground, and the sound of the floor tiles cracking was almost heard through the microphone: "...I wish it hadn't been delivered. You're in big trouble!"

Cheng Zhu smiled instead: "Why, you know it when you see it, don't you congratulate me?" He has extraordinary confidence in his work - as long as anyone who is knowledgeable has seen it, he will know its value .

"..." Gao Feng took a deep breath. She had nothing to say about such a willful and irrational genius. In the professional field, Cheng Zhu could be invincible with his talent, but this work is different from usual...then There are maturity and smoothness on it, but in the end the maturity and smoothness are shed, leaving only a stubborn and proud youth.It is a balance that is difficult for many artists who have formed their own fixed style to break through.

As far as the work is concerned, this is undoubtedly a masterpiece beyond the standard.

But...he thought too clearly, too clearly, and too clearly when he sculpted, and he never tried to cover up afterwards; anyone who saw it could recognize who the model was, as long as they looked closely , you can feel the sculptor's overly intense staring eyes and gentle but intense caresses in the meticulously carved texture preserved by the lost-wax method.In this way, he shouted loudly, turned his mood into copper water, and cast it into poetry.

This is understandable.But not long ago, Gan and Yu, who were at odds with him, also submitted a work... Anyone with eyes can tell that they used the same model.

Don't be afraid of not knowing the goods, but be afraid of comparing goods.If the distinction between painting and sculpture can be used to make different interpretations, once the same person is used as the model material, with the same elements, the gap will be enlarged to the point where it is almost irreparable in an instant.

This is the difference between cloud and clay, the form of painting and the spirit of painting...

And those who knew the inside story read a different meaning from it. It was not only a grab for a spot, but also a face-to-face and public ridicule.

Gan and Yu had their own eyeliner, and when they knew it the first time, they were already mad.This kid didn't eat a toast, he didn't eat fine wine, he thought he was sensible enough to give in, and he planned to save him some face, even the kid didn't make things difficult, who would have thought that he would actually get on the front line!

"That old man Gan has deep roots and leafy roots. He has a very high spirit and a very narrow mind. You don't give him face today, do you think he won't retaliate against you?"

Cheng Zhu didn't take it seriously: "Is it because I didn't give him face? I didn't even tear his insides, I'm already respectful!"

Gao Feng sighed, but he laughed instead: "You didn't tear him up, but he did it himself—it is said that he made a gesture immediately, called the organizing committee and published a long speech, asking Qin Hong to take the painting away. Withdrew, maybe I planned to tear it up myself."

They all know what this means, Gan and Yu are not blind, the contrast is too strong, if he keeps it, he will be selected according to the relationship he has done before in the evaluation, and it will be obvious at a glance; if he is not selected, He couldn't hold back his own face, and couldn't afford to lose this position, so he might as well not participate in it from the beginning, and still have the reputation of "supporting the younger generation" and "high integrity".

Cheng Zhu was triumphant: "I just can't afford to lose. Why, I must be pampered when I am old? If I am like this when I am in my fifties or sixties, I should wash my hands and return to my hometown as soon as possible, and give the stage to the young people."

Gao Feng was speechless: "Why do I feel that you are not a person of this era? Do you know that you should stay on the front line so that we can meet each other in the future?"

"Who doesn't care to meet them? Do you care?" Cheng Zhu disagreed, he straightened up slightly, and his voice became serious, "If art needs the smoothness of 'good to meet', how can it be independent? As for The era...we can only belong to the era, so we have to create works that transcend the era, don't we?"

Chairman Gao could only pinch his forehead—how could he be so pleasing to the eye in the first place?She was in a trance for a moment, and following Cheng Zhu's words, a small fragment of her memory suddenly hit: It was the first time she saw Cheng Zhu's work, and he was not famous at that time, it was used as a handout In simple terms, it is used to build relationships, and it is also a kind of so-called "meeting" in her mouth; but it is made of porcelain, with extremely slender hooves, a flat and wide body, and a structured body. The precarious white horse struggled to maintain its balance, and there was no place for it to be secure. When the beautifully packaged and well-packed brocade box was opened, it almost struggled and flew out.

By the way, that work is called...

"..."The Horse That Leaps Through Time and Space"."

"Ah, you still remember." Cheng Zhu laughed, "Although it was a gift, every one I made was different."

Gao Feng stopped talking, she should have known earlier, this guy is just like that.You put him in a box and colored strips, and he also wants to move around in that narrow space, build a group of horses that can cross this space, and take him out to places he has never been to.

She can only remind:

"Leaving aside Mr. Gan...he at least wants to save face; Qin Hong is at the same time as you, and he has a more vindictive personality. I don't think they will just let it go so peacefully."

Old Cheng also knew this truth, but he couldn't think of any tricks: "How can they beat me in a sack? I'm not like them. I haven't done anything wrong, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. When soldiers come, they will block the water." It’s enough to cover it with soil, and I’m afraid they won’t succeed.”

"If you want me to say, the matter has come to this point, you have the upper hand, so go and express your opinion to others, what is the deep hatred? Be a little junior, and give him a step down..." Gao Feng was still trying to mend the situation, but he also knew what to say. Don't move him, "You have to remember that we still have international cooperation and are more sensitive. It's not good to put a loop on people at this time."

"You don't understand." Cheng Zhu said simply.

Gao Feng really didn't understand, just like Gan and Yu didn't understand now, why would someone tear up his face with him because of a concubine, without showing any face?That little boy is a bit pretty, so why don't you pay him back?He was training Qin Hong until he was bloody, insulting him that he had been cultivated by him for so many years, but he had no ability, and he would be overwhelmed by Cheng Zhu in everything.

"Look at you, what are you painting? What tacky stuff, nothing new and no junk! Do you think you can beat him with your usual strength? I have taught you for so many years. I'm old, are you old too?!" He pushed the easels lined up in a row, and they fell forward like dominoes; a man in his thirties didn't dare to move, he just knelt There, even though the easel fell on him, the teacher tore up the painting and threw it on him.

"I don't understand either! What is he planning?" Gan Heyu thought hard after venting, "Didn't I ask you to give him a New Year's gift?"

Qin Hong didn't dare to say that he really couldn't bear to give Cheng Zhu a gift to reconcile after that. He still hated the punch Cheng Zhu slammed into the cheek, so he kept silent.

Silence spread among the master and apprentice for a while. Gan and Yu sat in the gallery with no lights on, half-lit by the light and shadow outside the curtains, as if they had aged ten years all of a sudden. He murmured, "You Did you see it there?"

"……Yes."

"That... how is it? Does it look like that? I watched the video, but the video is a video after all... How can you say it's possible? That kid... is completely stupid, has no scheming, and doesn't even resist Yes, as well-behaved as a well-fed house sparrow, just coaxing casually, not even saying a single extra word... How could it be possible for him to have that kind of breathtaking power?"

Qin Hong raised his head, the old man seemed to be completely knocked down, he lost the demeanor he always maintained, and his sexuality, which was inflated all the time, shrunk into a dry ball, curled up in a daze like an Alzheimer's disease patient. chair.This made Qin Hong unable to bear it all at once. He gave his all for this backer, boarded a thief boat with him, and handled countless dirty things for him; including this statue that was carved into a statue. young people.He used a paintbrush to describe and beautify the old and swollen figure, clearly painting the child as an angel, with the utmost flattery; but this solidified and extremely heavy bronze statue is full of scars, and every time One is like a clear evidence of incrimination, reminding him: I know what you did, I recorded them all.

"Teacher..." He gritted his teeth and said, "We can't let it be published."