Glass Butterfly

"Ruan Youqing?" Seeing him silent for a long time, Tang Tu asked, "What's wrong?"

"You? Like me?" Ruan Youqing was a little confused.

"Yes, it may be a coincidence once, but your works catch me every time, not only me, but also the judges this time think you are great." Tang Tu took a sip of the butterfly pea flower lemonade in front of him: "Yes What's the problem? Please don't tell me that no one has praised you in the past?

Ruan Youqing let go of her subconsciously raised brows: "Oh, that's what it means."

"Huh?" Tang Tu recalled his words, stroked the rim of the glass with his fingers, and suddenly laughed: "Yeah, I didn't express clearly, so don't be nervous. Don't worry, I won't fall in love with artists .”

Originally, Ruan Youqing wanted to continue their conversation about the artist, but when he heard him say this, he naturally asked: "Why?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that this question was too abrupt, it was someone else's private matter, they just met each other, and he didn't really ask the question, it was just a conditioned reflex of curiosity.

"It's nothing special, it's just personal reasons." Tang Tu didn't mind, and smoothly changed the topic.

"I'm actually not sure what an artist should do." Ruan Youqing recalled what her mentor said.If you don’t have the firmness that is different from ordinary people, don’t be an artist, because 90.00% of the artists in this world may not be appreciated in their lifetime, and they will not have any achievements: “Rather than being a glass artist, I’m probably a glass craftsman Bar."

Tang Tu immediately denied him: "Of course not. Everyone has the potential to be a craftsman. Anyone can be a craftsman as long as someone teaches skills, practice and patience over the years. But artists are different. Artists must be creative. Inspiration, Things like talent cannot be taught. Why, don't you believe in yourself?"

Not really.Ruan Youqing couldn't give a definite answer for a while, maybe because she didn't have such a strong desire, nor did she have a determination different from ordinary people: "I can try it. But those who have the attitude of trying it usually won't succeed, right?"

Tang Tu still kept smiling: "Not necessarily. An artist insists on being himself and expressing himself. There is no need to stick to the rules of the world, let alone regard death as home. However, I can see people very accurately." He smiled confidently, took out his mobile phone and clicked Fan, handed it to Ruan Youqing: "Leave your contact information."

Ruan Youqing looked at the profile picture newly added to the list. It was a profile logo with two artistic fonts of "Tubai".

"This is the name of my gallery, it's downstairs. I intend to sign you. Of course, whether to cooperate or not is your choice. You can think about it slowly." Tang Tu's every sentence left room for both parties.

There were no windows in the office. Ruan Youqing realized that they had chatted for a long time when he looked at the phone screen. He got up to say goodbye to Tang Tu, but suddenly remembered something: "That...Tang..." What should the owner of the gallery be called?Except for his teachers and classmates, he hadn't had much contact with art people before.

"Although I am a few years older than you, you can call me by my name directly."

"En." He nodded, "Tang Tu, I have a question." This question has troubled him for a long time, and it has been unresolved since they first met more than a year ago.

"Ask." The other party got up to see him off, but when he heard this, he retracted the arm that was twisting the doorknob for him, and looked at him with his arms crossed with interest. After all, Ruan Youqing just passively answered questions all afternoon.Tang Tu said: "Do you want to ask why I didn't propose cooperation last time?"

"No." Ruan Youqing doesn't like to delve into the past, everything is based on timing and fate: "I just want to ask, what kind of laundry detergent do you use?"

"..." Tang Tu blinked his eyes quickly, and he didn't understand why, but he didn't answer for a long time.

"I haven't found it after searching for a long time, so I want to ask, is it because the supermarket can't buy the brand?" Ruan Youqing wondered if it must be an expensive place like an imported supermarket.This person grew up in England, is it British?

Tang Tu digested for a long time, his eyes wandered, and then he slowly raised his wrist and flicked at the tip of his nose: "Is this what you're talking about?"

Yes.From the pulse of the slightly blue blood vessels exudes wisps of fragrance, it is a shirt freshly washed in the sun, with a little dewy smell of grass.He couldn't help sniffing vigorously, then nodded hurriedly.

Tang Tu explained: "This is not laundry detergent, it's perfume."

"Perfume?" Ruan Youqing's impression of perfume is that it has a powdery smell, no matter male or female, occasionally passing by a classmate who loves perfume on campus, what is left behind is mostly the dizzying sweet fragrance of flowers and fruits, not Tang Tu has such a refreshing and clean feeling.

Tang Tu turned around and took out a pure black bottle from the cabinet, opened the lid and put it aside, pulled Ruan Youqing's arm and rolled up his soiled sleeve, and lightly pressed the nozzle with his exposed wrist: "Front The tone is a bit harsh, and it will probably be the smell you like after a while." He didn't look up when he spoke, staring at the perfume bottle in his hand.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ruan Youqing felt his hands vibrate slightly, and his breath also had strange ups and downs.This is, are you nervous?

"Are you uncomfortable?" He asked a lot.

Hearing this, the other party easily opened his sleeves, and there was no trace of panic on the raised face, as if the moment of confusion just now was just Ruan Youqing's illusion: "I'm fine. Do you have other things to do next? The exhibition is just downstairs, Do you want to go and see?"

Ruan Youqing thought about it, let alone looking at the exhibition, as an idler like him, he just needs to go back before the last subway.

Tang Tu took him to the exhibition hall on the first floor. An Asian pop art exhibition just ended a few days ago. Now the venue has changed. Next week will be the unthemed exhibition of emerging artists planned before. It seems that it has been arranged The seven seven eight eight.Tang Tu took him past a lot of staff who were still finishing the work, mostly young men and women, and everyone nodded as a greeting.

Walking to the depths of the exhibition hall, they stopped.

The rabbit is placed in a pure white space with soft lighting.A few lightly colored glass bubbles are reflected with a layer of pearly polarized light, some are round and some are irregular in shape, and the hazy shadows they cast on the pure white tabletop seem to have blurred the light colors like watercolors.

Ruan Youqing stood one meter away from the rabbit booth. The atmosphere, taste, temperature, and light here together make this work. Glass is the art of light and shadow. He has never seen this rabbit blowing bubbles in this environment. , it is a bit lonely, and it seems unwilling to be lonely, as if it will puff up its gills in the next moment, and new bubbles will fly out.

"I like the bubble that is about to burst when it touches the ground. The opening is beautiful, like a piece of water-soluble lace." Tang Tu stared at the rabbit and said, "It obviously has no facial features, and it is round and cute, but it always It makes people feel unhappy."

Ruan Youqing didn't speak. Everyone has a different feeling when looking at a piece of work. He didn't think too much when firing it. He just followed his feeling. He didn't care too much about why this piece was broken or why this piece was irregular.

"There is no introduction for this work, so it's still empty here. Why don't you give it a name?" Tang Tu pointed to the bottom of the white table.

"It didn't exist before." Ruan Youqing said, "Now it does." He jumped up for no reason, turned his head to look at Tang Tu and couldn't help laughing: "Call it Paoying."

They were very close, and he saw Tang Tu's eyelashes cast shadows, and he also saw the other party's eyes silently looking away.

Tang Tu felt a little palpitated.Ruan Youqing doesn't like to talk, and she always has no expression. Suddenly, she laughs without any signs, which makes it hard to resist.The other party just looked at him straightly, the outer corners of the eyes were bent down, and the pupils of the eyes were covered with moist brilliance. Although it was still faint, it was like a handful of white and cool new snow on the top of a dry branch that was slowly melting. Sweet, I want to take a sip.

It is not necessarily a good thing for an artist to be good-looking.

Tang Tu repeatedly warned himself in his heart.He should look at this young and pleasing skin with an objective eye, just like appreciating his own works.

He put away the urge to invite Ruan Youqing to have dinner with him, kindly sent the unpredictable young artist away, and returned to the top floor of the office building alone.

"Boss..." Xu Hanyi was waiting for him: "Is that in the afternoon Ruan Youqing mentioned earlier?" The little girl has followed him since she was a graduate student. She is in charge of everything alone.

"Yeah." He took off the two shirts hanging on the wall and stuffed them back to the nympho Xu Hanyi to signal her to put them away.

"So handsome... how old is he? Do you have a girlfriend? Where do you live? Boss, do you have his contact information?"

Tang Tu did the math, Ruan Youqing graduated from university last year, so she should be about 23 years old now: "It's a little younger than you. You can go to the information yourself for other questions. Or ask yourself next time you meet."

Ruan Youqing squeezed into the evening rush hour subway, holding on to the handrail of the ring above his head, and could smell the fragrance sprayed on his wrist when he raised his head.It's roughly the same taste, but it's slightly different from the warm feeling around Tang Tu.Based on his impressions, he searched for several keywords on the black bottle. This perfume is not difficult to find. It believes in Irish green flowers. It is expensive, and it costs 1000 yuan for [-]ml.

He got off at the terminal station of the subway, his eyes were gray, and the air in the industrial park was not very good, but this did not affect his clear mood.

The first cold snap of the year came at night, the temperature plummeted, the containers were not insulated and did not keep warm, and the wind whimpered through the window cracks.Ruan Youqing got up from the quilt and searched carefully on the leaves of potted citrus and lemon trees. Several eggs had already hatched, and green caterpillars were hiding on the soil and leaves, which seemed to be unaffected.Ruan Youqing silently prayed that they would not emerge first, and survive the winter in the state of larvae or pupae, so that they would live longer.

Gusts of wind blew by, and the sound of crackling and debris being blown over could be heard outside, and the smell of perfume was so faint that he could barely smell it after taking a bath. He held his wrist with regret, nestled in the pillow, thinking about what Tang Tu said What does it mean to insist on expressing, and fell asleep without knowing it.

A large number of glass rabbits appeared in the dream, chasing the bubbles and running on two legs like humans, but when they touched them, they watched the bubbles burst in vain and turned into soapy water.

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Tang Tu: I have a feeling of being slapped in the face... No, I'll struggle a little more...