There was no news from Tang Zi the whole morning of the next day. I thought: She must not have gone home to talk to her man in detail because she had to go to work.
I still didn't receive a call from her in the afternoon, so I thought: maybe her man didn't come home at noon.
However, at night, I still didn’t receive a call from her, not even a text message. So I thought of a possibility: She may have solved her problem. After all, they are newlyweds, and it is normal to quarrel occasionally.
Yes. My new shoes hurt my feet when I first put them on.
So I'm very pleased.
However, when I had just fallen asleep, I suddenly heard my cell phone screaming loudly. I woke up suddenly. Without looking, I put it to my ear and started to answer it. Suddenly, I felt like this: Oops!
Something happened!
However, what came from the phone was Wu Yaru's voice, her excited voice, "Feng Xiao, I'm done, I'm finally done!"
I was confused, "What's done?"
"My work is finished!" she shouted loudly and excitedly.
I couldn't laugh or cry, "My eldest sister, look how long it is now? I just fell asleep. I'm really impressed by you."
"I don't care. I'm so happy. You have to come and see my work right away. By the way, bring me some food. I'm so hungry. I haven't eaten since last night. By the way.
, I still want to drink." She said, speaking very fast. I felt her excitement.
"Sister Yaru, I have to go to work tomorrow." I really don't want to get up because I feel like my body is so soft now. And the most important thing is that I can't understand her madness.
"Feng Xiao, I treat you as a friend. It's up to you. Now I especially need a friend to share this joy with me. Feng Xiao, please..." She said, her words were stiff at the beginning.
Yes, but later it turned into soft words.
I sighed, "Hey! I really can't do anything about you artists."
She was overjoyed and said, "I told you, you will definitely come."
After putting on my clothes, I picked up a bottle of wine and prepared to go out. After thinking about it, I immediately went to pick up another bottle because I thought of her current excited state.
First, I drove to a place where I drank beer at night and bought a few dishes. I even bought a few eggs because I thought she hadn't eaten for more than a day.
After arriving at the Academy of Fine Arts, I drove directly to the downstairs of her studio and found that the place was completely dark. I immediately understood that she might be at her residence. Then I took my things and walked there.
Sure enough, she was here. Her door was open, and the light inside was bright.
I knocked gently on the door anyway.
She immediately appeared in front of me, with an excited smile on her face. But I found that she had lost a lot of weight, especially her eye sockets, which seemed a bit sunken.
She stood right in front of me, just standing there looking at me and smiling.
I smiled bitterly and said to her: "Really, it's so late. Do you have to let me in?"
She hugged me suddenly and put her hands around my neck. Her cold face was on my face. She laughed: "Great, you are finally here."
My body suddenly stiffened, "Sister Yaru, please lower your voice. It's too late and you will wake up the people around you."
She immediately let go of me, still looking at me and smiling, "Don't worry, no one lives around here. I just want peace and quiet so I haven't moved. I'm sorry, I'm so happy. Please come in. Ah! Take me with you."
You bought so much food? Wuliangye? That’s great! It’s appropriate to drink Wuliangye today.”
She looked at the things in my hands and said, then went to close the door.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly, then went to the coffee table to put down the things, then turned around and asked her: "Where are your paintings?"
She pursed her lips behind me and said, "There. Look."
I turned around and found that there was a large picture frame not far in front of me, against the wall. However, the picture frame was covered by a layer of white gauze. The walls of her residence were white, so
I didn't notice the situation in that place when I came in just now.
"Why are you covering it up?" I asked her with a smile.
"I'm holding my pipa and half-hiding my face, so that I can shock you." She said with a smile, and then happily ran to the picture frame. She looked as naughty as a little girl.
I shook my head and said, "I don't understand. You are playing the piano to a cow. I may disappoint you, right?"
"No, you will definitely be shocked." She said, "Feng Xiao, open your eyes wide and look, a masterpiece is about to appear in front of you."
I watched her smile and thought she was incredible. I felt like she and I were from two different worlds. She was so crazy and did whatever she wanted, but I always maintained a kind of stability and caution.
She gently pulled away the veil...
I was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up after a moment, and then slowly approached the painting. I was not shocked, just surprised.
I saw that the painting was a woman holding a newborn baby, because there was still a trace of blood on the baby's body. Above was the woman's face, and the hair on her face was covered with locks.
She looked like she was sweating. I especially noticed the look in the woman's eyes. It was a look full of maternal brilliance that I could often see. No, there seemed to be something more complicated...Looking carefully again, I immediately saw the look in her eyes.
Inside, I felt a kind of haggardness on the face, as well as relief after the pain. I can't use words and words to describe my inner feelings, but I saw it and felt it at the same time. Overall, her painting
It's still a relatively accurate description.
"How was it?" she asked me.
"Not bad." I said.
She looked at me in surprise, "It's just not bad?"
I nodded, "I said I don't understand this stuff, but I can talk about my feelings. This work of yours depicts the feeling of a woman becoming a mother for the first time. After experiencing severe pain, she became a
Mother, I think you showed this very well in her eyes. The haggard look on her face can also express the pain she just experienced."
"You understand it completely?" she said to me, and then asked me: "Then what do you think is wrong?"
I said: "I think there are two things wrong. This baby is too clean. Although there is a trace of blood, it is still not consistent with common sense. Because when the baby is just born, there will be a layer of vernix on the body, and the doctor does not
I will immediately clean up this layer of vernix on the baby, because it protects the baby's skin. Therefore, the baby's skin should be rosy with some white powdery stuff. Secondly, generally speaking, babies
The nipples and areola of pregnant women who are giving birth should be black. This is because they secrete hormones during pregnancy. Therefore, I think these two places are not in line with the norm. By the way, there is another point, the eyes of this child
It's actually open, which is wrong. Because the eyes of newly born babies are closed, and they can't adapt to the stimulation of light."
She was silent for a moment.
I immediately regretted it, because I felt that I shouldn't have said it so directly. After all, she had completed this work without eating or drinking all day and night. Moreover, I don't understand art at all. Maybe she used
It’s hard to say whether she used some professional technique to describe the artistic conception in her mind.
Suddenly, I felt uneasy, so I hurriedly said: "Sister Yaru, I really don't understand. It's just nonsense, don't be offended."
She looked sad, and then walked silently to the front of the painting. I looked at her even more uneasily. I didn't know what she was going to do.
She turned around and smiled at me, "Feng Xiao, let's have a drink."
I breathed a sigh of relief.
What surprised me was that she didn't say a word about the painting at all. She ate, drank, and occasionally clinked glasses with me.
The atmosphere in the room was very dull. Several times I wanted to ask her to leave but found it difficult to say it. Later, when the first bottle of wine was finished, I finally said to her: "Sister Yaru,
It's very late now. I have to go back. I'm sorry that I made you unhappy. But don't take it too seriously, because I don't know anything about art."
She said: "No, you have to drink with me. Today you came and pointed out the shortcomings in my paintings. I am very grateful to you. Now I know why I can't be everyone's reason. I am too insensitive and simply
I don’t have the ability to express a theme in detail. In the past, I was not convinced by someone’s criticism of me, but now I know. Feng Xiao, thank you, you finally made me wake up today, and I also know that I will
What should we do? Alas! It seems that not everyone can become everyone."
I hesitated for a moment and felt that it was really not good for me to leave now, so I went to open another bottle of wine and said, "Okay, I will drink with you today. But Sister Yaru, I think your painting is very good overall.
Especially the look in her eyes you expressed so well."
She waved her hand at me and said, "Stop talking. An imperfect work will always be defective. This only shows that I can only imitate the works of masters but cannot create perfect things myself."
When she said this, she stood up from her seat, took the wine glass and went to the painting. She was staring at the painting. Suddenly, I saw her suddenly pour the wine in her glass onto the painting.
superior!
I was shocked and stood up hurriedly, "Sister Yaru, what are you doing?"
At this time, I saw that the woman's face in the painting had been deformed, and her eyes were blurred.
She turned around and smiled brightly at me, "It's good now. I finally know that all my so-called dreams before were just dreams. Love, art, these are just dreams to me. Haha! That's great.
, I’m finally awake now. Feng Xiao, I want to thank you, thank you very much! Come, let’s drink!” (To be continued)