In the afternoon after dinner, Qu Gu took Fang Yi, Mu Jin and others to the massage room of the hotel to soak their feet and massage their feet. They spent the afternoon leisurely.
Fang Yi also became a good boyfriend for a while. In addition to drawing and sketching, he also spent several hours chatting with his girlfriend.
A pair of young lovers wanted to lie in bed hugging each other and watch TV together. Fang Yi accompanied his girlfriend to watch an entertainment program all night. Mu Jin rested her boyfriend's arm on her boyfriend's arm and was so amused by the host that she trembled with laughter. Fang Yi
Fang Yi didn't think there was anything interesting about this program. If Mu Jin hadn't stopped him every time he wanted to change the channel, Fang Yi would have changed to the sports channel.
"Oops! It's already nine o'clock. I have to go back." Mu Jin looked at the time display on the TV and it was nine o'clock in the evening. She couldn't help shouting and sat up from Fang Yi's arms. She straightened her clothes and then
She combed her hair and picked up her palm-sized bag.
"It's better not to go back to your dormitory tonight, there's a bed next to it! You can stay here, and I won't have to pick you up tomorrow morning." Fang Yi looked at Mu Jin carrying a small bag on his back and said directly as he wanted to go back.
Mu Jin looked at Fang Yi lying on the bed, with his hands behind his head as if he didn't want to get up, and said, "I don't live here! What are you thinking in your mind? You think I don't know?".
"What do you think I can think of?" Fang Yi smiled and said, "I asked you to sleep in the bed next to me, and I didn't say that we should sleep together! Besides, it's a bit difficult for me to think of something and implement it.
!I’m not sure whether this can beat you!”.
Mu Jin looked at Fang Yi and said with a smile: "Forget it, if you live here today, you may not know what will happen in school tomorrow! Besides, there are quite a few loudmouths in our dormitory, and even more with the ones next door. I don't want to
The news from now on will be messy!" After saying that, he gently tapped Fang Yi's leg with the small bag of his hand: "Get up quickly and take me back to the dormitory! It's not far away."
Fang Yi heard this and said: "Let others speak. They will open and close their mouths after a while and then shut up if they find it boring! The people in your school are really gossipy!".
Mu Jin knocked Fang Yi again with her small bag: "Our school is not your school, everyone is slick! I can't stand people pointing fingers behind my back. If you don't send me back, then I will
Go back by yourself!".
"Hey!" Fang Yi slowly got up from the bed, ran to the Qu Gu brothers' room, took the key and sent his girlfriend back to the dormitory.
After returning to the hotel room, Fang Yi changed the TV channel to the sports station. When he saw that it was past two o'clock in the night, he turned off the TV and lay down on the bed to sleep.
Naturally, early the next morning, Qu Gu drove Qu Gu's car to pick up Mu Jin. Then Qu Gu threw his brother back to school, so that around eight o'clock, they met at the hotel. There were not many people there.
I drove and walked directly to the entrance of the exhibition hall. It was only a few hundred meters away and driving was not troublesome enough.
"Oh!" As soon as the group of people arrived at the entrance of the exhibition hall, looking at the dense crowd of people outside, Tao Yong couldn't help but said: "Why is it like going to a market? There are so many people."
Qu Gu took a look and said: "They are all young faces, most likely art students in colleges. Look, you don't see a few older faces."
"Hey! No need to look, the senior brothers and sisters from our college are all over there," Wei Jin said, pointing to a few people not far away.
Fang Yi looked at the crowd and sighed and said: "Is this a wolf fight or an art exhibition? There are so many people."
After hearing this, Qu Gu said: "This is not too much. This is a joint exhibition of several museums. And this museum is quite big. I guess it will be better if you go inside."
"Wait a minute," Fang Yi said after hearing this, "Wait and take a look inside. If it's a mess, come back another day!" Fang Yi is not afraid of the crowd, but is afraid that everyone will be buzzing like flies.
, how can I still have the mood to concentrate on looking at paintings and appreciating art!
Mu Jin opened his head and took Fang Yi's arm with one hand and said: "I didn't expect that there are so many people studying art."
"Now do you know how difficult it is for people who study art to get ahead?" Tao Yong said with a smile: "Looking at this group of people, a slap in the face to those who can rely on this thing to make a living in the future is enough. As for those who can become famous,
Even less!" He pointed at Fang Yi with a smile and said, "Watch this guy in your family!"
After hearing this, Mu Jin glanced at Fang Yi, covered her mouth and laughed.
Several people kept talking until the time to enter the museum. Everyone felt that there was a queue. Although the queue was very long, it was still fast. In about ten minutes, it was Fang Yi's turn to enter.
As soon as he entered the exhibition hall, Fang Yi was a little disappointed, not because it was noisy inside the exhibition hall, but on the contrary it was quiet. But because at a glance, all the famous paintings on display were placed behind glass, as if you were going to the exhibition hall.
Looking at it like a rare cultural relic, I made a big glass to cover all the paintings.
After standing in front of two or three paintings for a while, Fang Yi understood why his teacher couldn't come. Not only were all the paintings on display placed in glass cabinets, but there was also a one-meter railing in front of the glass.
It's impossible to get close enough to take a closer look at these famous paintings.
"Fuck!" Fang Yi could not help but curse in a low voice. As soon as he said this, he immediately saw a few people next to him looking at him and quickly made an embarrassed gesture to them.
In this case, let alone if you want to look at the local brushwork carefully, it is covered in glass, and even the colors are a bit unsafe for Fang Yi to see. Mu Jin looked at it with gusto, and would whisper in Fang Yi's ears from time to time.
He said that the painting really looks like it, and the effect is better than the one in the photo.
Now let alone the disappointment in Fang Yi's heart. Looking at these masterpieces so close at hand but not being able to fully appreciate them, let alone the entanglement and worry tumbling in his heart.
"Eh!" Fang Yi stood in front of a statue of the Virgin and couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart. It was not because the painting was so good, but because the author written on the label did not match what he had in his mind! The painting
The label next to it said Tintoretto's Madonna, but in Fang Yi's mind, the similarity to this painting was only 99%!
Fang Yi shook his head, frowned and looked at the painting carefully. The things in his mind showed that they had not changed at all, still 99%, and a string of handwriting showed: Imitation Tintoretto!
This situation made Fang Yi stop in front of the painting and look at it carefully. This was a joint exhibition of several major museums in Italy. Fang Yi felt a little weird about the imitation of the painting. He folded his arms unconsciously.
He stood up, then stared at the painting carefully without blinking, wondering if there was something wrong with the thing in his mind, and he stretched out his palm and patted it twice subconsciously.
"What's wrong with you? Have a headache?" Mu Jin leaned into Fang Yi's ear and asked softly. Fang Yi's action made Mu Jin a little worried.
After listening to Mu Jin's whisper in his ear, Fang Yi came back to his senses, smiled at Mu Jin and shook his head. He lowered his arms, held Mu Jin's hand in his palm, and continued walking towards the next painting.
go.
When Fang Yi saw Da Vinci's Knight hanging quietly in the glass, the entanglement in his heart rose again. He stood in front of the painting for about ten minutes, then sighed and moved on to the next painting.
The whole process was just walking past a painting and sighing. When it was Titian's turn to paint a masterpiece, Fang Yi's inner struggle reached its peak. Think about it, Titian, Raphael, Michelangelo,
These are familiar names! Their works are placed in front of your eyes, but they are so uncomfortable to look at!
Fang Yi felt a strong urge to get closer to observe and examine the delicate and random brushstrokes, which surpassed the beautiful human skin like a photo. However, Fang Yi stood almost one and a half meters away, and there was a gap in the middle.
The evil thick glass. And inside the glass, there are only a few cold light lamps shining on the oil painting.
More than two hundred oil paintings cannot be seen in one morning. After a few hours, Fang Yi saw less than forty. Although he felt extremely unhappy, he could only comfort himself in his heart: It is better than nothing.
Be optimistic!
At noon, a few people found a restaurant outside and sat down to have lunch.
"What's wrong? I've seen you frowning from time to time since you entered the library in the morning?" Mu Jin looked at Fang Yi who said nothing and asked, "Are you unhappy?".
At this time, Fang Yi didn't think about the problem of being unhappy. Instead, he thought about the imitation of Tintoretto's painting, which was 99% realistic. Why did the person imitating it have no name?
According to my current understanding, this person is not famous!
The level of the imitation is very high. It should be on par with my imitation of the teacher's paintings. Does that person also have this thing in his mind? To imitate so well, the level of the imitator must be very high, and for Tinto
Only if Leto has a deep enough understanding.
"Nothing! I just thought of something." Fang Yi smiled.
Fang Yicai was not so stupid. He said directly that I had seen an imitation painting by Tintoretto this morning. The one hanging in it was a fake and not the original painting by the master! If he said this, even if it was someone else, I was afraid that Tao Yong and the others would be a little bit confused. Er suspects that Fang Yi is mentally ill: You have never seen a few of Lao Ding’s authentic paintings, how can you judge that this painting is fake? More is worse than less, and authenticity has nothing to do with him. , that painting belongs to an Italian, not mine!
Mu Jin looked at Fang Yi and laughed and said: "It's just a little dark inside, and there are big fans above! Why are the windows sealed with cloth! It feels weird when you go in!".
After getting rid of the thoughts in his mind, Fang Yi explained to Mu Jin: "Oil paintings are more afraid of ultraviolet rays. All skylight must be blocked. Indoor fluorescent lamps cannot be turned on all the time. The small lamps in the glass are all cold light lamps. Above
The large fans hung may be to ensure indoor air circulation. These measures are all for fear of damaging the oil paintings! Having said that, if these things are broken, there is no way to pull the masters up from the ground and let them repaint, even if they are repaired, it will be repaired.
trouble!".
"It's both railings and glass. It's so annoying to watch." Wei Jin also sighed the same way as Fang Yi: "Without the same thing, the effect will be better!" (To be continued...)