village assistant

Chapter 167 Those talented people (1)

Xiaoye denied it without thinking.

"No."

"He's very charming."

"But he doesn't belong to me. It's not mine, and I don't want it."

A shadow flashed across Xiaoye's big bright eyes, and it was fleeting.

"Xiaoye, you actually like him very much, right?"

"No. I wouldn't like him."

Tang Diwei sat down and started talking on the phone. The two of them finished eating quickly. Su Xiaoye said hello to him when they left.Yue Zhilan went to pay the bill, but the landlady said: "The tall and skinny guy over there paid for you."

The two looked at each other in shock.

Yue Zhilan said: "I'll go thank him."

Xiaoye didn't move.

When Tang Diwei sent him a red envelope worth 30 yuan, he didn't accept it. He just replied: "You're here early in the morning. Where are you going?"

"Something happened."

Ever since Tian Fu came to visit that time, Su Xiaoye deliberately kept a distance from Tang Diwei.

She didn't want to be cannon fodder between the two.

Without continuing to tear it apart, she put her phone in her bag and concentrated on driving.

Xiaoye never thought that the exhibition that Yue Zhilan came to see was actually the one being built by the Suhang group above Wuer Coffee.

The exhibition titled "Miracle in the Temple of Time" starts from the stairs leading to the second floor. Time labels from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, are posted on the ground level by level: solar calendar, lunar calendar, celestial stems and earthly branches... posted on the stairs The thick bubble wrap, with the weight of the human body on it, crushed the bubble wrap cracklingly.

"Crush all time, restart time, and enter our time temple."

This is Suhang’s explanation.

The second floor changed. Su Xiaoye saw a group of oil paintings placed horizontally and vertically on foam plastic piled up like a hill.Styrofoam beanbags spilled paint.

Suhang said: "This is an oil painting drawn by a girl who has not received systematic training. It expresses her thinking about time."

To be honest, most of those paintings are incomprehensible.It was either a bright red forest or a few people lined up together, with their noses and mouths showing geometric shapes.

Opposite the foam painting mountain is the work of Wei Yiran.

"Time Moving Company" - a creation based on actual events.

The enlarged photos of Huangcun’s past and present form the background board of the exhibition area.

The east side is left blank, and a projector is used to project pictures of the changes in Huangcun before and after the demolition.The wash basin that was blackened by gunpowder was restored, and next to it was the half of the toilet door panel, with dense writing written in white chalk on the door panel.

Su Xiaoye raised his head and read: "What should the countryside be like in your mind? Is it the vast land and green mountains and forests, or is it a cobblestone road leading to a yellow mud-tiled house? When I walked on this cement road, the sound of bulldozers could be heard. Enter the eardrum, I came to the country, it has been demolished. This is the emergency moving company that saves time, emergency call, emergency call!"

The handwriting is very, very delicate, horizontally and vertically, as if it were printed on it.

"This is written by Ning Yubo."

Xiaoye was shocked.

"can not tell."

"This curatorial idea actually came from him. In addition, did you see the sketch of Huangcun? They were all written by him. Since my sophomore year, art dealers have taken a fancy to him and bought his paintings."

Ning Yubo, who is yellow, fat, paranoid and neurotic, is actually quite talented.

"He is an idiot." Su Hang said, "He won't come until tomorrow."

In addition, there are two sets of works based on physical feelings and environmental protection concepts on the second floor.

Then we got to the third floor. The third floor was Su Hang’s work, and it turned out to be the Nine Palaces.

The image of the back of the turtle with mythical elements, the blue carpet, and different white materials create the image of "the magic of the nine palaces and the spirit turtle".

Opposite Suhang's "Nine Palaces" work, there are clay sculptures that look both Chinese and Western.

Xiaoye was shocked, "How could you do this?"

"Over there is the Temple of Time. Since it is a mystical art, there must be idol worship. This is our idol."

Su Xiaoye walked over and felt the greatness of modern art.She asked: "There are idols, but what about sacrifices?"

"That's a good question. We have written in the collection order that visitors can bring items that they think have time significance and place them in front of the idols."

Xiaoye saw a small piece of withered banana leaf placed in front of the idol.

Su Hang said: "The first person to send something was sister Meiling."

Intuitively, Su Xiaoye felt that Gu Meiling must have put down the leaf for Lin Ling.

"This idol doesn't look like a local god."

"Inspired by the gods spread in Southeast Asia. The Chinese lived in Southeast Asia. They missed their hometown while working with blood and sweat, and tried their best to preserve it. Unexpectedly, 100 years later, their hometown would be different from what they imagined, and the traditions they inherited would also be different. It’s different from before. The only constant in the flow of time is change.”

"Have you ever been to Southeast Asia?"

"I didn't, but Lin Ling gave me some inspiration."

Xiaoye suddenly realized that Lin Ling always came here not just for Gu Meiling.The answer turns out to be hidden here.

Lin Ling's inspiration, Gu Meiling was the first to leave traces, and Suhang became the medium.

interesting……

After viewing the entire exhibition, she smiled and said, "Although I can't understand it, I feel like you are all very powerful."

"You don't have to understand it or explain it. It's not a math problem. You just have to feel it."

"I don't understand feelings."

"I'll teach you." Su Hang put his hands on Xiaoye's temples and said, "Come on, close your eyes, take a deep breath, and relax."

Xiaoye did as he was told.

"After taking three deep breaths, open your eyes and look at them again."

Xiaoye opened her eyes, her eyes fell on Suhang's work, she smiled.

"I felt it and I thought I should go over and touch it."

"This is exactly what I want my visitors to do," Suhang said.

Xiaoye stretched out his hand and put it on the wooden sculpture. The tentacles were warm and felt very gentle.

"I like this feeling."

"Xiaoye, you are very understanding."

There was a commotion downstairs, and several internet celebrities came up together.Xiaoye blushed and took back her hand, and the internet celebrities showed knowing smiles.Su Hang took her around to the back, where there was a place for taking pictures. Su Hang took out his mobile phone: "I'll take pictures for you."

"I do not like taking pictures."

"Relax and just be yourself."

Su Hang has been here for several months, and this is the first time Xiaoye has been so close to him, and the topic is interesting.She is very beautiful under Su Hang's lens, and he captures her chic and bright personality vividly.

"I just realized that I have the potential to be a model." Xiaoye couldn't believe it.

Today she was wearing a royal blue dress, white ballet flats, and Cigalong classical vase-style silver-plated earrings. Suhang placed her in front of a white wall.

Su Hang laughed at her: "White-bone spirit."

"It's a pity that I can't find Tang Monk's meat to eat."

Suhang rolled up his sleeves: "The little monk's family name is Chen."

"You want to die, don't talk nonsense like this!"

The two people were fooling around, but they didn't expect that they would unknowingly become the scenery under someone else's camera.

(End of this chapter)