After Zeng Yun finished speaking, Wu Ziyun looked at Pengpeng and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he swallowed his words.
In fact, he wanted to tell Pengpeng that he should not be like Zeng Yun in the future and waste his good talents to become a businessman.
But I felt that these words were too old and realistic for a child, so I swallowed them alive.
Zhang Zhong looked at Wu Ziyun's movements and roughly guessed what he wanted to say.
Seeing that he didn't say it out in the end, Zhang Zhong was quite grateful to Wu Ziyun in his heart.
Zhang Zhong hopes to give Pengpeng more choices in the future. His education method has always been to let Pengpeng discover what she likes by herself, rather than telling her what she dislikes.
If one day Pengpeng really doesn't want to paint, but wants to be a businessman, Zhang Zhong will support her as long as she doesn't do anything illegal or violate the bottom line.
Zhang Zhong said with a smile, "I wonder how many people will come to this art group gathering?"
"This year's art group gathering was especially attended by many people. Many people who had not come often before also came. There were about 70 or 80 people. The oldest one has been graduating for 20 or 30 years, and they are all about my age.
"Wu Ziyun laughed.
Xu Yuhan said in surprise, "How come there are so many people? The two sessions I participated in before, the number of people was almost the same, only about 20 people. How come it has doubled this year?"
Wu Ziyun pointed at Pengpeng and said with a smile, "Isn't it because of this girl? Although many graduates have never seen Pengpeng, many have heard about Pengpeng from some students in school. On the one hand,
Well, they know that I have admitted a student, a little junior girl, who hangs around the school every day. It is quite interesting. On the other hand, they know that Pengpeng is your daughter, so they want to come and have a look. Don’t you know, your popularity
No matter where you are, it’s very high.”
Pengpeng also pointed at herself and said, "Are they here to see me and my father?"
Wu Ziyun nodded, "You can say that, so when you meet them later, you must behave better and you can't embarrass me, understand?"
Pengpeng tilted his head and said, "Then how can I behave so as not to embarrass you, teacher?"
Wu Ziyun was startled. He had not thought about this problem carefully. After thinking about it, he said, "Just do what you usually do."
"Oh, then don't show off."
"Okay, let's do whatever you want." Wu Ziyun suddenly felt that it was a bit silly for him to deliberately warn him like this. As a child, he can just behave as he usually does. If he insists on acting, he will be deliberately acting.
Moreover, Pengpeng is usually very lovable, good-looking, good-tempered, with a crisp voice, and has a talent for painting.
"But, teacher, there are so many of them, I won't be able to remember their names for a while." Pengpeng frowned and said, thinking about getting to know so many people all at once, she began to feel a little worried.
Wu Ziyun smiled and said, "What does it matter? When the time comes, you don't have to remember their names. When you see a boy, you will call them senior, and when you see a girl, you will call them senior."
"But didn't you say there are people as old as you, teacher?" Pengpeng asked again.
"That's okay, no matter how old you are, he is still your senior, understand?" Wu Ziyun said.
Pengpeng nodded seriously, "I understand."
…
The four of them sat in Wu Ziyun's office for more than an hour before Zeng Yun called and said that all of them were almost expiring.
However, because there were a lot of people, we moved from the first studio to the large classroom.
When Zhang Zhong and others arrived, the members of the art group were all seated in the large classroom, chatting among themselves.
After seeing Zhang Zhong and the others arriving, Zeng Yun started to make trouble and took the initiative to applaud, and others also followed suit.
Wu Ziyun pressed his hands and said, "No need to do this, today is an art group gathering, everyone should be more casual."
He looked at Xu Yuhan and Pengpeng again, "Yuhan, Pengpeng, you two should also sit down below."
Xu Yuhan nodded, then ran downstairs to find an empty seat and sit down.
The row in front was specially reserved by others, so Xu Yuhan and the others sat here.
Zhang Zhong actually wanted to run down and sit down, but was held back by Wu Ziyun.
Wu Ziyun said in a low voice, "You should take the initiative and give a speech to everyone since you are here."
Zhang Zhong resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "I didn't hear about your link before I came here."
"If I had told you this before I came here, would you still have come? Anyway, you are the best at speaking on stage, so you can easily say a few words. Stop being so coy, and come over quickly." Wu Ziyun said.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Zhong couldn't resist Wu Ziyun, so he could only nod and walk to the podium.
"Today is the gathering of the Central Academy of Fine Arts Art Group. I shouldn't be here, but by chance I am standing here, so I rushed to the shelves to chat with you." Zhang Zhong said with a smile, "Here I can only borrow flowers and offer them to Buddha.
, I would like to send you a poem. This poem was taken from a good painting, and the poem was sent to Shui Caolang. This poem came from Bai Juyi's surrender. Because there is nothing special about it, it has not been widely circulated. I guess all of you here may
Many people have never heard of this poem. The reason why I mentioned this poem is because I want to use Bai Juyi's hand to tell everyone a truth, that is, painting and words are the two major ways for us humans to convey emotions.
"
"Some people may say that there are many ways for humans to express emotions, such as language, singing... and the reason why I only mentioned paintings and words is because I think words and paintings are actually the same thing in a sense.
.”
"After hearing what I said, the top students at CAFA here may want to refute that words and art are two completely different things. Words are symbols, while art is art. Words have specific meanings, but art does not."
"And I want to say that words still have no specific meaning. History has changed, times have changed, and people have initially determined the meaning of words. But what about art? Sometimes you also specify the scope of art works, what about Fauvism?
Modernism and romanticism are just the realization of meanings in works of art. Originally they had no specific meanings, but now they have been stipulated by people."
"In addition, the meaning of words is not specific. With the development of the times, the meaning of every word, every word, and every sentence is also changing. Words will become a symbol of the times and a symbol of the times."
"So I say that words are the same as works of art. They are actually the same thing, have the same origin, and reach the same destination by different routes."