The Local Lazy Man System

"My suitor, Ye Yaorong, but for the sake of his strenuous pursuit of me, I just upgraded him to boyfriend." Liu Yifei said.

"Hello there."

Zhang Linlin said, she must embrace Ye Yaorong.

"What are you doing, don't men and women know what it is?"

Seeing her friend Zhang Linlin wanted to embrace Ye Yaorong, Liu Yifei quickly stopped.

"Hehe, it's just a hug, it makes you nervous."

Zhang Linlin gave Liu Yifei a white glance and said. It seems that my friend really cares about this man, and he doesn't even allow him to hug him politely.

"Ha ha."

Liu Yifei smiled awkwardly. For some reason, Liu Yifei didn't want her friend to embrace Ye Yaorong.

"Forget it, for the sake of your jealousy, I won't hug your boyfriend anymore. Hello, I am Liu Yifei's best friend. My name is Zhang Linlin and I am a reporter." Zhang Linlin introduced herself.

"Hello, my name is Ye Yaorong, farmer."

Ye Yaorong shook hands with Zhang Linlin and said.

Zhang Linlin's hands are very soft and cold. It feels comfortable to the touch in this relatively hot season.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is that Zhang Linlin is sick with cold limbs and is of the heart and spleen deficiency type. Although this disease is not serious, it will become a serious and intractable disease without treatment.

"Farmer, haha, are you kidding me?"

Zhang Linlin said in disbelief.

After all, Liu Yifei is also the parent official of a county anyway, and the family is also a large family with a good number of provincial capitals. How could she be attracted to a farmer.

Liu Qingqing's family would not agree to her marrying a farmer.

"No kidding, I am a farmer." Ye Yaorong said.

Ye Yaorong didn't think he was ashamed of being a peasant. Without peasants, where did these people in the city come from eating and drinking? They weren't the peasants who came out of the ground.

"It's really a farmer. Will your family agree with Qingqing?" Zhang Linlin asked Liu Yifei, looking at her questioningly.

"My business, I am in charge." Liu Yifei said.

"Hehe, domineering, I don't have the guts, I can only marry the person arranged for me by the family obediently." Zhang Linlin said.

"You guys talk, I'll look at these paintings and calligraphy."

Two women in a group of ducks, seeing Liu Qingqing and Zhang Linlin talking endlessly about nonsense that Ye Yaorong seemed to have no nutrition at all, Ye Yaorong couldn't listen to it, and said.

"Well, go ahead."

The first floor of this clubhouse was so big, Liu Yifei didn't worry that Ye Yaorong would not be found.

Leaving Liu Yifei and Zhang Linlin, Ye Yaorong looked at these calligraphy in the hall.

As for Ye Yaorong, whose calligraphy and painting skills had reached the master level, he could of course see that the calligraphy was good or bad. Ye Yaorong took a look at the calligraphy and calligraphy of the ancients and found it to be good.

It's just the paintings and calligraphy of some modern painters, Ye Yaorong was a little bit disdainful. To be honest, Ye Yaorong couldn't understand it.

Some of them made a few dots on the blank drawing paper, some used a paintbrush on the drawing paper and painted something with unknown graphics, and some painted a few squares on the drawing paper.

Ye Yaorong really doesn't understand what kind of painting this is. It's really inferior to the paintings of some kindergarten children, at least the kindergarten children's paintings, you can still roughly see what he is painting.

However, the paintings on the walls are clumsy, and I really can't understand what the paintings are.

However, through the Internet, Ye Yaorong knew that these paintings are abstract, metaphysical art, which is incomprehensible to normal people.

Anyway, Ye Yaorong just couldn't understand these paintings. These paintings were given to Ye Yaorong, and Ye Yaorong disliked them. They were too ugly and didn't know what to paint.

When they get the paintings in the village, 90% of the villagers will say that it is from kindergarten children, and the remaining 1% will think it is a crazy painting.

However, these paintings that people do not understand can be bought at very high prices, some even worth hundreds of millions of dollars. It is not known whether these paintings can understand the abstraction in the paintings.

Anyway, in Ye Yaorong's eyes, a messy painting can embody **** abstraction. Grass is not grass, and trees are not trees. He hasn't even figured out what it is, what can it reflect.

Even Ye Yaorong suspected that these messy paintings were made by the painters when they were in a bad mood, and they simply scribbled with brushes and threw them aside. They had no thoughts at all.

Those who reflect the painter's dissatisfaction with reality, and what abstraction expresses a certain kind of thought, are all the latecomers came up with their own brains.

It's not what the author wants to express at all.

This is like "Journey to the West", one of China's four great masterpieces. It is estimated that the author is to make a living, compose a story, write a book, earn some living money, it is very simple.

However, in modern times, I have come up with "thematic contradiction theory", "theme transformation theory", "anti-healing the country, punishing the virtuous", "reflecting the people's struggle", "the theory of learning from the scriptures in the West", and "praising Rebellion, light and justice", etc.

It seems that the author's purpose in writing this novel is to express so many ideas.

Ye Yaorong really wanted to say, "Please, people write novels just to make a living. It's not as complicated as I thought."

After all, when King Jin wrote "The Deer and Ding Ji", was it really to reflect social reality? Did you really think so much?

Ye Rongrong felt that he definitely didn't think about reflecting any social reality or any critical thinking, but thinking about whether the scene was vivid or not and whether readers would like it.

That's it.

The others are all made up by experts and scholars who have eaten enough and have nothing to do.

"Ms. Xu, you are here too."

"Hehe, Mr. Zhang is here, how can I not come."

"Master Chen is here too. Didn't expect you to come to an exhibition of younger generations?"

"Zhao Ying is a good young painter. Her mentor is my senior brother. I am a senior uncle and I have to join in."

"Zhao Ying, with the support of your old master of calligraphy and painting, the future is promising."

...

They were all people in the circle, and everyone was no stranger. Old friends in twos and threes got together to chat, and it seemed that they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Ye Yaorong was a stranger among them, and many people saw him, so no one paid any attention to him, but Ye Yaorong was happy.

With these so-called painters, Ye Yaorong found that he couldn't urinate with them. It was mainly paintings that Ye Yaorong could not understand. These people were stunned that they could say a lot of thoughts.

Ye Yaorong always felt that they were a bit of a joke.

...

"Predecessors and friends, I am very glad that you can participate in my solo exhibition. Most of the works displayed in this exhibition hall today are my works in recent years..."

Zhao Ying stood in front of a picture and said to the people who came here today.

"This "Chaos" is my best work this year."

At the end, Zhao Ying pointed to a canvas that was five meters long and two meters wide behind her.

Ye Yaorong took a look, and felt that this painting was really messy, it was messy, it took a lot of time to look at people's eyes, and he couldn't tell at all. What is this painting? Appropriate, really messy.

"Now I invite the famous painting and calligraphy master Mr. Chen Desheng to comment on this painting." A young woman like a host said with a microphone.

"I am very happy to be here today to participate in the solo exhibition of Zhao Ying, a young painter. Zhao Ying is a rare and outstanding young painter in recent years. Her painting style is full of realistic abstraction..."

An old man in his sixties walked to the front, holding the microphone, just crackingly put a high hat on Zhao Ying. It seems that this uncle is still not in vain, and he is still very helpful.

"Let’s get back to business. From the perspective of the painting technique, this pair of "Chaos" was painted by Zhao Ying, a young painter who used the most difficult “drip method” in the painting world to paint sand, glass shards or other things. It is mixed into the paint to make it a thick fluid, walking around in a dance step, dipping the paint with a stick, and letting it drip on the canvas with the unique artistic technique of dripping and splashing."

"Using dripping dense brown, white, maroon, black and other paints, the lines are messy and organized, splashing randomly, wild and full of tension color lines have their own logic, accidental effects and musical rhythm."

"This pair of "Chaos" reflects the spirit of freedom, unconventionalism, courage to forge ahead, and constantly digging into the macro world and inner consciousness. It also shows the anxiety, anxiety and anxiety of Zhao Ying, a young painter."

...

"Do you understand?"

I don't know when Liu Yifei and Zhang Linlin came to Ye Yaorong. Liu Yifei asked Ye Yaorong in a low voice.

"Hehe, I didn't understand."

Ye Yaorong smiled and said to Liu Yifei's ear.

Ye Yaorong really didn’t see the spirit of freedom, non-compliance, courage, and continuous digging into the macro world and the depths of his inner consciousness from this “Chaos” painting. He did not understand how this painting expresses anxiety and anxiety. And uneasy emotions.

In Ye Yaorong's view, this is simply nonsense.

"Hehe, I didn't understand either. I feel that the kindergarten children are better than this painting." Liu Qingqing said in a low voice.

In recent years, Liu Qingqing has also participated in several such solo exhibitions. The paintings drawn by current painters ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ are becoming more and more incomprehensible. People are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, and neither Knowing how it is called art.

"I personally think this "Chaos" is definitely the best painting among young painters this year, whether it is..."

Master Chen talked freely on it.

"Mom, this painting is really ugly, uglier than mine."

Just as everyone quietly listened to Master Chen explaining the beauty of this "Chaos", the voice of the immature children sounded in the hall.

Everyone looked back and found that the talking was a seven or eight-year-old girl in a princess dress.

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