Glass Butterfly

The maple tree in their yard, called Coral Pavilion, quietly transitions from yellow-green to full-saturated Ming yellow at the end of autumn.

Ruan Youqing sat at the door of the balcony facing the sun, looking at the golden leaves smaller than a palm, trembling like bells in the autumn wind.Although it has its own style, he just realized that not all kinds of maple leaves will turn red in autumn, some of them will turn dark red, some will turn orange, and this one will only have this golden appearance.

After watching the blue sky and white clouds and the increasingly refined small garden for 10 minutes, he returned to the work area to continue his unfinished works.Before leaving, Tang Tu told him to rest his eyes every hour of work, and supervised him to set the alarm clock to prevent him from getting carried away due to excessive immersion.

In the evening, Tang Tu came home from work and was followed by Zhang Wenbin. The young man held a potted plant nearly one meter high in his arms. The small red shrub had lush and plump leaves, covering most of Zhang Wenbin's sight, so he had no choice but to stretch his feet. Move forward carefully and tentatively, for fear of breaking things.

"Give it to me." Ruan Youqing took the potted plant and moved it to the yard. As he expected, the climbing vine rose climbed up the arched frame made of wire and bloomed densely.

"Chuqing's florist took a look today when he was sorting out the stock, and I happened to find this one, so I asked them if they were coming back." Tang Tu had already changed his clothes and walked to the yard. The wind in late autumn was already very cold, he I couldn't help shivering and wrapped my woolen cardigan tightly, "You want a red maple, can this one be okay?"

Ruan Youqing nodded, of course the maple leaves are still red and pretty.He entered the house with Tang Tu in his arms, and closed the sliding door tightly with his backhand. Zhang Wenbin had already oiled the soles of his feet.He dragged Tang Tu to see today's progress: "This one is almost ready."

One square meter square glass silk work, a large-scale new work in the Jingwei series, this is the last one in the plan.

Several layers of glass filaments are overlapped, and each layer is woven with different colors vertically and horizontally. The depth of field is created with a thickness of a few centimeters. Even if the subject is almost colorless, slight changes can be seen.The bottom layer uses a light gray blue to outline the shape of the bell tower and spire, and the bottom is a slightly saturated blue.

Tang Tu stood far away and squinted his eyes to stare at the foggy picture: "Big Ben?" The transparent and milky surface of the surface makes the bottom picture hazy and distorted to varying degrees. This seems to be a picture of the Thames River filled with fog look.

Ruan Youqing nodded: "Yes."

This mist, together with the finished butterfly path upstairs, boat songs and wind and snow, just make up the scenery of the four seasons.From the elegantly colored flowers and butterflies to the silver-white snowstorm, he was busy in front of the desk from early summer to late autumn.

Tang Tu showed him the interior renovation picture of the gallery: "The outermost room of the entrance is the small-scale works of the Jingwei series. I contacted some collectors in China, and everyone is willing to borrow the exhibition, about 9 pieces. Going inside, the second space is now. The new series, one on the front and the other on the front and back of the two movable partition walls. The innermost part is the interactive installation house "Pure White". Only one person can go in and experience it for ten to 15 minutes at a time."

Ruan Youqing's second solo exhibition is named after "Fengwu Poetry". Compared with the first time, it seems a bit inconspicuous in terms of publicity and scale, but it has aroused more in-depth discussions in the industry than the last time.The first two batches of visitors were almost all insiders and collectors, and the Jingwei series received unprecedented unanimous praise. This time, no one talked too much about Ruan Youqing's appearance and age.Except for reporters on individual art websites.

"Mr. Ruan Youqing is only 26 years old this year. For an artist, do you feel that you lack experience and experience?"

"No. Modern humans have never lacked experience and experience. What we lack is thinking and expression." Tang Tu gave an example casually, "Art is the thing that least requires superstitious experience, as long as there is inspiration and the desire to create. Infinite Possibilities. Picasso created the Girl of Avignon at the age of 26, and Michelangelo carved the Pietà at the age of 24. Even Chinese painting, which is called the art of his later years, is full of examples that stand out at a young age. A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains in the Forbidden City It was created by Wang Ximeng when he was 18 years old. As for Ruan Youqing, maybe this stable era is no longer easy to produce art masters with profound influence on mankind, but we can still expect him to always walk ahead of his contemporaries.”

After half a month, the Pure White House suddenly caused some splashes, thanks to the inadvertent promotion of a young collector who is well-known on the Internet.She posted a group of selfies in the igloo, which was praised by fans for being spotless.She couldn't help mentioning this wonderful glass art exhibition when she was self-effacing.

Afterwards, this high-end and tasteful check-in place became popular, and even celebrities came to join in the fun. Ruan Youqing's good skin was noticed again, and the photo with the celebrity did not lose a cent, and gained a lot of attention from outside the circle By.

There are especially many people visiting the exhibition on weekends.Ruan Youqing stood from morning to night, greeted and sent off by Tubai's people, and finally hoped to come and lock the door to close the stall.

"I'm sorry that today's exhibition is over...Huh? Please come inside!" Xu Hanyi looked up and found a familiar face, it was Ruan Youqing's mother.

"You still remember me." Yang Liu followed Xu Hanyi into the room with a smile on her delicate tweed suit.

"How can you not remember how beautiful you are!" The girl turned her head and called out, "Boss, don't turn off the lights first!"

Tang Tu peeked out from the inside and hurriedly came out: "Ah, you're here. You Qing just went upstairs, so I'll tell him to come down immediately." He played tricks on Xu Hanyi, and the girl would immediately go out and call someone if she understood.

"I just look at it casually, and I don't understand much about artworks." Yang Liu stopped in front of a work at random and observed the picture with the light, "Although I don't understand much, I think it's beautiful. artist……"

Tang Tu stood with her and waited for someone, and briefly introduced these works for her.

"Thanks to Mr. Tang for taking care of and supporting him in the past two years. Every time he eats with him, he always mentions you, and three words are inseparable." At this point, Yang Liu changed the subject, "I heard from his grandfather that Young Qing seems to be Are you in love?"

Tang Tu was taken aback, the turning point of the topic was a bit too blunt, it was difficult to catch it.

Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Yang Liu hurriedly explained: "I just asked casually. Thinking about this kid's temperament has always been introverted, at this age, I finally got some insight."

"Mother?"

This call made Tang Tu heave a sigh of relief.

Ruan Youqing approached: "Why didn't you tell me in advance? What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, let's come and see our successful young youth." Yang Liu hugged his son, "By the way, I would like to ask you for grandpa, when will you bring your girlfriend home for a meal. Mom is not in a hurry, love always takes time Talk slowly, but the old man is in a hurry."

Ruan Youqing and Tang Tu looked at each other, and replied casually: "Next month, take him back when this is over."

"Oh, that's good. I'll accompany you back when the time comes, so that the girl doesn't have to go to see me alone." Yang Liu's emotions rose visibly, "I heard that she is alone in China, and her family is in England. ah?"

"Correct."

"Your grandfather said he also opened a gallery, did Mr. Tang introduce it?" The excited mother turned her head and bowed to Tang Tu as a thank you, "Really, Mr. Tang not only supports you at work, but also helps you emotionally. You also have to do well, and don't disappoint others' good intentions."

"Will not."

Ruan Youqing made an appointment with her mother to return to Ciqing and sent her away.Seeing Tang Tu standing there with his head bowed in silence, he grabbed him casually: "What's wrong?"

"Are you sure... next month..." Tang Tu rarely hesitated.

"Take you back to Ciqing." Ruan Youqing saw that he didn't answer, "However, it doesn't matter if you don't want to go."

"I don't want to. I'm afraid your grandfather won't be able to accept it."

"I accept it. After all, my mother just said that I can't let you down." Ruan Youqing pecked him lightly on the face, "Mr. Tang will help people to the end, and I'll leave it to you emotionally."

Tang Tu reached out and tugged at his cheek, but couldn't answer a word.

Ruan Youqing became more and more complacent, and now she can occasionally talk to the other party on the lips, although she is not sure if this person is deliberately condescending to him.

At the end of November, the month-long solo exhibition finally came to a successful conclusion. Miwa Kawai contacted them in good time and sent an invitation on behalf of the local glass art museum in Hokkaido, hoping that he could come with a new exhibition of works.Not long after that, Jiang Jilan also contacted Tang Tu, saying that she had seen a documentary film of the new exhibition on Tubai's website, and hoped that they could move the exhibition to New York to stay for a while.

After dinner, Tang Tu sat on the sofa holding a tablet to study the schedule, and finally decided to go to the United States first, and then to Japan.

"We will go to the United States in mid-December, just before Christmas and New Year's holidays. Then we will go to Hokkaido at the end of January."

"It's going to be a New Year's Eve abroad..." Ruan Youqing was lying on the sofa wearing a hot compress eye mask, and naturally used the other's thigh as a soft pillow.

"Instead of thinking about the New Year's Eve, it's better to think about going back to Grandpa's house for dinner." Tang Tu put the tablet on the armrest, and lifted his blindfold: "Otherwise, it's hard to say whether you will survive the New Year's Eve."

Ruan Youqing brought someone home for the first time in so many years.The road to Ciqing is not so easy, especially near the kiln factory.He carried the gift specially selected by Tang Tu and walked in front to lead the way. Tang Tu followed behind in silence all the way.

Ruan Youqing's proposal to send a piece of glass art was rejected by one vote. The other party said that it was the first time that he could not take a fragile piece back. It would be so laborious to make one. It would be bad if grandpa lost his temper and was murdered.In the end they picked out a soft and warm woolen blanket and went back.

"I'm back!" Yang Liu opened the door from the inside with a smile on his lips, and couldn't wait to look behind Ruan Youqing, "The temperature has dropped today! It's so far from the station, is it freezing?"

The moment she met Tang Tu's gaze, the beautiful mother was a little taken aback, and then her smile froze on her face: "Tang, Mr. Tang..."

With a calm expression on his face, Ruan Youqing took the lead to enter the room, and leaned half of his body into the smoky kitchen: "Grandpa, we are back."

"Okay, I have two more dishes to serve, please sit down for a while!" Grandpa was so busy that he didn't have time to turn his head, Ruan Youqing put down his things, took off his clothes and washed his hands, and went back to the kitchen, "It's not that the dishes are lighter. "

"There are light ones. You said on the phone that people like to eat seafood and vegetables. There is warm squid tofu soup over there, and the steamed pomfret will be out of the pot immediately. I don't know when you will arrive. The cold salad is sealed in the refrigerator. Take it out and eat it immediately." Can eat." Grandpa pulled the hem of his apron to wipe his hands and pushed him out, "Go and wait outside. I don't need you here."

As soon as the kitchen door opened, Tang Tu and Yang Liu were sitting at the dining table outside holding a cup of tea in silence, the only sound in the air was the crackling of the stove.

"Hello, Grandpa." Tang Tu got up and greeted.

"Hey, Mr. Tang is here. It's been more than a year since I saw you." Grandpa and Tang Tu had a hasty face-to-face at Ruan Youqing's first solo exhibition in October last year. "This kid, don't tell me in advance It really is."

While dealing with the guests, the old man gave Ruan Youqing a suspicious look. He didn't know what happened for a while, but he didn't find his future "grandson-in-law" in the house.

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see... grandpa...