[Net configuration] Wood color is not too late

The next morning.

Lin Weichi is not a person who recognizes the bed.He slept on Simmons in Mu Fan's room last night, rolled up with a soft quilt, and hugged a pillow that was the size of his body - he usually prepares two pillows when he sleeps, one for the other, and he sleeps very comfortably.

What Mu Fan said was indeed true. When Lin Weichi opened the window after waking up, the wind mixed with the cold air that was obviously much lower, rushed towards him, almost making his nose run cold.

Closing the window with lightning speed, Lin Weichi, like a little fox who accidentally fell into the lake in winter, rushed into his bed, wrapped himself up tightly, and huddled together in satisfaction Quilts and pillows, smash your mouth, get ready for a good night's sleep.

1 minute later.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

He was still wearing an apron, holding a freshly baked bun in one hand and knocking rhythmically on Lin Weichi's door with the other.

"Are you awake? Hurry up, brush your teeth, wash your face, and get up to eat." Mu Fan turned to the door panel with a calm voice.

There was no movement behind the door panel for a long time.

Mu Fan reluctantly put the buns on the dining table, took the key and opened the door of Lin Weichi's room.

The moment they opened the door, their eyes met.

Lin Weichi undressed just down to his pajama pants, because the heating was turned on in the room, so he didn't curl up in the bed to change, but sat on the warm quilt.

Lin Weichi looked at Mu Fan, who was wearing an apron, leaning against the door with great interest, watching his movements froze in mid-air, while scolding himself for being cheap, thinking about the feasibility of rushing to the door and kicking Mu Fan out .

"Why, don't you continue to change? You are still wearing underwear." Mu Fan signaled to Lin Weichi that he was still wearing tight underwear with a faint smile in his eyes, "Besides, I have seen your whole body, and you are shy." What is this for?"

Lin Weichi looked at himself in embarrassment and indignation, and he was indeed wearing tight thermal underwear, his whole body was tight, his reaction just now was indeed too much.

Hastily, when will Mu Fan stop talking about "I've seen the whole body"? ! !It's just annoying, okay? ! ! !While pretending to be calm and composed, he took off his pajama pants and began to get dressed, while he kept blowing his hair in his heart.He scolded four times fiercely, and the resentment in his heart decreased slightly, but when he looked up, the big god at the door was leaning there still, making people want to go up and beat him up .

"--Get out, out, out!!!"

Accompanied by Lin Weichi's screams of embarrassment and anger, there was also a big and soft pillow.

Satisfied, Mu Fan rolled out.

After more than ten minutes of tossing, Lin Weichi finally took care of himself and sat down at the dining table.

He looked at the time displayed on the watch, and picked up the soup dumpling that Mu Fan didn't know where to buy with a little heaviness.

"Well...it's already nine o'clock." Lin Weichi said while taking a bite of the juicy-looking soup dumpling.That delicious taste, neither hot nor cold, the temperature is just right, and the warm soup goes straight to the bottom of my heart.

"The president is sitting in front of you, what are you worried about?" Mu Fan took the soy milk and flipped through the latest morning newspaper as a matter of course.

Lin Weichi puffed up his cheeks and swallowed the whole soup dumpling whole. Seeing Mu Fan holding a cup of... soya milk with "outrageous temperament" and "elegant demeanor", he almost spit out the steamed stuffed bun.

He took a big sip of soy milk, swallowed the buns, and looked at Mu Fan again, feeling that he was so rude and vulgar.

look--!Holding a pair of silver chopsticks in Mu Fan's slender and well-defined fingers, he gently poked open the folds of the thin, delicious and juicy soup dumpling. After finishing the delicious soup, I ate the dough of the steamed stuffed bun without haste!

After eating, Mu Fan picked up a deep-fried dough stick with an expression that should have been like this, and began to eat it calmly with the unfinished soy milk--that's pie!It felt like he was eating some precious food!

Lin Weichi felt that it was impossible for him to cultivate to such a level in his life, so he continued to swallow steamed stuffed buns wholeheartedly, and gulped down soy milk—if one ignores the faint depression in his heart.

"Don't you need to go to the company? Do I still have full attendance for this month!!" After eating the last bun on the plate, Lin Weichi looked at Mu Fan who had read all the newspapers, and finally couldn't help it.

"Give you and me a day off today. I specially approved it." Mu Fan folded the newspaper and put it aside, handed a tissue to Lin Weichi to wipe his mouth, "I will accompany you to Wunian Pavilion to see the calligraphy and painting exhibition later." ."

"Go to the Wunian Pavilion to see the calligraphy and painting exhibition?!" Lin Weichi stopped mid-air while holding a tissue to wipe it off, "It's the high-end atmosphere, high-grade, low-key, luxurious and connotative overseas returnee painter and domestic artist with few tickets open for only two days." A calligraphy and painting exhibition jointly held by the older generation of the Writers Association?!"

Mu Fan directly took the tissue to help him wipe his mouth, nodded, and said: "Yes, my old man has a lot of tickets, so I asked him for two."

Lin Weichi instantly felt that his whole body was not well.

"I have been coveting that calligraphy and painting exhibition for a long time!! Do you know that there is a genius named Qi Muyi among the returnee painters that I adore!! He is only 28 and already won an international award this year, do you know that! ! His painting of "Mu" is simply earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods--"

Before Lin Weichi could finish speaking, Mu Fan covered his mouth.

"That's why I took you there, ancestor." Mu Fan took out two extremely exquisitely designed cards. You can see the three antique characters of "Wu Nian Pavilion".The pattern is three-dimensional and feels very textured.The back of the card is a splash color painting, which is a lotus flower. Large pieces of different colors halo together, whether light or thick, gorgeous or cool, different, but well intertwined together, whether it is Anyone who sees it is so pleasing to the eye.

It was the first time for Lin Weichi to see the entrance card of Wunian Pavilion, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.He held the two small cards with fiery eyes.

"Oh my god, I heard from my instructor that the theme of Wunian Pavilion's card changes every month. Is this month splashing color? This splashing color is not Zhang Daqian's style, it has the taste of bangs! But it's missing a few Distinguish between liyayi and lack of vigor and thickness, neither side looks the same... Oh, it must be because I didn't do my homework well at the time, and now I don't remember much of Liu Haili's paintings..." Lin Weichi took the back of the card and looked at it carefully He said, "Although the color is splashed well, it just feels that something is missing... the lotus painting is more elegant than the splash of color--Oh my God, it is not intentional, this idea is too bold, and it is not Know who wrote it..."

Mu Fan listened calmly, and patted the excited Lin Weichi's head.

"This is the handwriting of your admired genius, Qi Muyi."

Lin Weichi was surprised when he heard it.

"Has Qi Muyi started to paint Chinese paintings too? I remember that he has always been focusing on Western paintings, and recently he also has a post-modern style..." Lin Weichi looked at the card carefully, "It's true, this lotus always feels Where have I seen it, if it is correct, I should have seen it in the draft of a certain collection of Qi Muyi's works..."

Mu Fan dragged Lin Weichi, who was talking on his own, and went downstairs to the garage to get the car.

On the way to Wunian Pavilion, Lin Weichi finally woke up from the small world of a painting.

"Why did you take me to see that calligraphy and painting exhibition today? And how did you know that I wanted to go!!" Lin Weichi suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with this matter.

"I caught a glimpse of you looking up this matter on the Internet." Mu Fan continued to drive without changing his expression, "As for why I took you there, it's your birthday today."

Lin Weichi hadn't had time to ask Mu Fan how he spotted it when he was hit by the word "birthday".

"--You, you, how do you know my birthday is today?!!!" Lin Weichi thought that no one knew about it except for Qin Yun and those girls on the Internet.

"Huh? Sister-in-law told me."

Lin Weichi silently killed Qin Yun in his heart over and over again.

"Aren't you happy? I think you're very excited." With a smile, Mu Fan signaled Lin Weichi to hold the card tightly with his eyes.

"Look at what, look at what, concentrate on driving your car!!" Lin Weichi put his hands away, "I reluctantly accepted your birthday present!"

"Birthday gift?" Mu Fan smiled inwardly, but said nothing.

This is the foreplay...

Lin Weichi sat in Mu Fan's low-key Audi A6, feeling quite nervous.

When he was still at B University Academy of Fine Arts, because of his outstanding talent, Lin Weichi was valued by his mentor Zhang Canghai, who was also the chairman of the painting association and honorary professor of B University.

Zhang Canghai is highly respected, proficient in traditional Chinese painting, and has made great achievements in calligraphy and seal cutting.In terms of traditional Chinese painting, Zhang Canghai can be said to be the pinnacle figure of that generation, especially with deep knowledge in splashing color and splashing ink. It is said that he is also a brilliant figure in Dafengtang.

After the reform and opening up, Zhang Canghai focused on the study of traditional Chinese painting while studying abroad. He returned to China after nearly ten years of exchange abroad. Flawless and in a class of its own.

Zhang Canghai is nearly [-] years old now, and the first student he taught, Hu Lian, is now over [-] years old. He has achieved quite a lot and is a well-known professor at B University Academy of Fine Arts.

As for Lin Weichi, he was discovered by Mr. Zhang who was looking for his apprentice when he was asked by Professor Hu to have a conversation.

Zhang Canghai is a man with a rigorous nature and a bold and unrestrained name, but he handles things indifferently.Hu Lian was also taught by Zhang Canghai since he was a child, not to mention ten percent, at least he inherited Zhang Canghai's temperament. He usually speaks calmly and peacefully, neither loud nor angry, which scares the group of poor children They are sweating coldly, let alone Zhang Canghai?

After Mr. Zhang had seen Lin Weichi's paintings, he knew why Hu Lian, the most stable disciple, was rarely angry this time, so he had a good talk with Lin Weichi.

After the talk, Lin Weichi was immediately impressed by Mr. Zhang's demeanor and calm state of mind. He studied painting seriously for four years in college and did not dare to slack off.

Although it was Hu Lian who mainly taught Lin Weichi, occasionally Mr. Zhang would come to give pointers to this rare piece of beautiful jade, not to mention master and apprentice, but for no reason there was a little more friendship.

At that time, Lin Weichi was often punished - he had to stay in the studio to paint after school.

At that time, Lin Weichi was drawing the extra tasks assigned by the master and apprentice, while listening to the two chatting over tea.

Among the two or three broken words that I occasionally hear, the one with the highest frequency is undoubtedly "Wu Nian Pavilion".

It seemed like an amazing place.

Out of curiosity at that time, Lin Weichi couldn't help but ask Hu Lian once.

When Hu Lian heard this, he let out a low sigh.Although Hu Lian is over forty years old, he has delicate features and aloof demeanor, and every gesture of his hands is a cleansing feeling—although he is not good looking compared to Mr. Zhang, but he is much younger anyway, and he often appears after the girls' tea and dinner. The charm is evident.

With such a sigh, Lin Weichi felt his heart almost stopped at that time - if those girls in the class saw it, they would die without a doubt.

Lin Weichi still remembered what Hu Lian said.

"That place, if you don't plan to enter this circle, you'd better not get to know it too deeply. On the surface, it's just a business of antiquities, and occasionally a shop for exhibitions. In fact..." Hu Lian was a little displeased. Rubbing his brows with more words, Yuan Ruo said, "But the darkness in this circle is perfectly displayed..."

Lin Weichi seemed to understand but half understood at that time, and pestered Hu Lian to tell some common sense about Wunian Pavilion, but Hu Lian refused to say more later, and Lin Weichi never went to that place afterwards.

This time, going there... I don't know if I can meet Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang.

Lin Weichi looked at the car window anxiously, not noticing the deepness in Mu Fan's eyes.