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Ai Ai once thought that Luo Zi would seize the opportunity to speak, sarcastically and refute herself. But in the end, Luo Zi didn't mention a word. She was a little surprised, a little disappointed, and even a little curious. She was going to leave in a high-profile way in the middle of Luo Zi's speech (this method can also cause a certain blow to the speaker. Some people who are mentally weak just because they saw someone blatantly swaggering away and quickly stammering), only to stand up and sit down again.
She had to admit that she underestimated him!
Luo Zi didn't know why, but changed the subject: "We have a painter in the south, whose price is very high now. Everyone knows that he paints 'modern classics', using modern slender girls to hold sand pots and bare shoulders, playing classical roles. Many People are unconvinced, saying that he uses his wife to make money, and that he is vulgar. Yes, his characters always have the shadow of his wife, and his pictures also have a sweet and vulgar taste. But when I look at his paintings, he basically pursues Beautiful, the kind of beauty he pursued! On this issue, I look at it this way: In this era, painters are also subject to various temptations. Art tends to be superficial and hypocritical, and it is also destined to be bright He and the frank public taste must enter the field of art in a certain way, so that artists can finally realize that there is no insurmountable gap between public and personal aesthetics. But the key is still to find the place to cut into reality, to find the A unique form of language of its own to make its own speech and gain the resonance and love of the public.¡±
Luo Zi didn't know that the painter was at the venue, in a corner.
There was powerful applause from the corner of the venue. After the applause, the painter, who had always had grudges or even hostility with many artists in the circle, silently gave Luo Zi a thumbs up, and then quietly left the venue.
Roz didn't see it.
Following his applause, everyone applauded.
Luo Zi said endlessly: "I think he has done a good job, and I trust him! I think it is a new classicism. In his works, there is a spirit of common people, a kind of worldly and detached. Warmth above the secular world - when it comes to this, we will further see that the spirit of the common people and the spirit of religion are closer - a kind of ordinary, holy, gentle and vigorous, mysterious beauty, which will always be rooted in our art!"
Luo Zi became excited by himself, his face was a little blushing. He finally concluded his speech like this: "Turning art and beauty into a reality, this is what we should do forever!"
Teacher Su Guangming from Haicheng University was also excited. He saw tears in the eyes of some of his students. He fell in love with these simple, passionate, and extremely susceptible students.
There are more than ten minutes left in the meeting.
The host, Lao Zhang, originally arranged for several painters from the Painting and Calligraphy Academy to speak. They were all newly introduced by the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting from all over the country, and they desperately needed to show their faces in the local art circle. These people do not know why, and they are all timid. Before the meeting, Lao Zhang had been encouraging them. The Academy of Painting and Calligraphy has not been established for a long time, and it needs talents, works and theories to support it. He basically understands the situation of these painters, and they are all excellent talents. , are not good at speech, and even dare not speak when they first arrived in a foreign land. Lao Zhang hoped that they would have a new look, show it to the society, build up momentum for the Academy of Painting and Calligraphy, and claim credit for himself, but he just wanted to speak by name, but they slipped away one by one.
He was annoyed when, at this time, a certain leader who had been invited but everyone knew he never came, unexpectedly came.
The leader's appearance and body shape have changed because of his age, long-term driving in a car, and years of overnutrition. His head is bald and shiny, his lips are thicker, and his cheeks are drooping. The shoulders and arms have degenerated, becoming sloping shoulders and fanned arms. When the hand is lifted, the fan meat of the arm will swing The lower body is very fat, with a belly as big as a pregnant woman, and buttocks as fat as a basket. The legs have also degenerated, and the calves are thin, and I can't stand stably, and I have to walk in broken steps. So, at first glance, leadership looks like a penguin.
The penguin came swaggeringly, Lao Zhang got up quickly, asked the leader to sit in his seat, and asked the leader to give instructions.
The leader began to speak: "Hello, comrades! Today, ah, this, ah"
In such a meeting, the most embarrassing thing for the participants is to listen to the speeches of the leading comrades. Leading comrades like Mai who amplifies his voice more than anyone else. As soon as Mai is in front of his face, he enters the habit of educating the people. Among the masses of the people, the education of intellectuals is the last thing that leading comrades cannot relax.
Some leaders are more rigorous. Whenever they speak, they must read the manuscript drafted by the secretary word by word. But after being a leader for too long, most leaders can't help themselves. This is because the leadership ego is chronically magnified. At the same time, leaders also learn to?
"Teacher Su! Teacher Su!" They yelled.
Su Guangming was not at the scene. They became even more anxious, and a student hurriedly called his cell phone. After the call was made, Su Guangming quickly ran over to unbutton Luo Zi's collar.
Luo Zi fell asleep at first, and probably knew where he was and what he was doing. He put himself in a semi-comatose state, and his body felt light and good. Then, he heard the students yelling, and he simply played a serious joke on them. When Su Guangming reached out to his upper lip, he took out his diving skills, exhaled a long breath from his chest, and then held his breath for a long time.
Su Guangming was terrified, and stammered an order: "Hurry up, hurry up and take it to the school infirmary!"
A group of people carried Luo Zi and rushed to the school infirmary desperately. When entering the infirmary, a student gasped and said, "Mr. Su, I heard him breathing!"
"Really?"
Su Guangming stretched out his hand to try again, Luo Zi held his breath again.
Su Guangming yelled to the doctors in the infirmary: "Someone is in shock!"
The female doctor said: "Quick, emergency room!"
Luo Zi was put on the bed in the emergency room, and Su Guangming and the students were all driven out. Luo Zi glanced at her and rolled down from the hospital bed in surprise
The female doctor quickly put on the mask, turned around with the stethoscope: "You"
She is Joan.
Without saying a word, Luo Zi went up and hugged her tightly.
"you¡¡"
She was a little out of breath, and because of excitement, her voice was weak: "Those children I just came here not long ago Are you going to make our affairs known even here?"
"No, I didn't know you were here. This is God's will! You see, no matter where you hide, you will meet me, and I will definitely find you"
Joan's tears soaked Luo Zi's shoulders, and he felt that the hot tide was spreading all the way to his heart (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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