Big Dream Chase

Su Muyu read the background information of the new mission all night, and didn't go to sleep until three o'clock in the morning.

However, before seven o'clock, the main artery of the city had just woken up, and the birdsong outside the window was a little noisy. Su Muyu lay on the bed and slowly opened his eyes.

He took out his phone and glanced at it. He hadn't slept for four hours.

When will this painful insomnia end?

Su Muyu rolled over and got out of bed with a tired face, but his mind was very clear.He reached out and rubbed the dog's head of the demolition team, preparing to wash and change his clothes.

When Boss Su was brushing his teeth, he closed his eyes and fell asleep for a few seconds, in order to comfort himself to sleep as much as he could.But his thoughts couldn't help drifting to another issue - this long-cherished wish case was not a good one.

Why do people live? Since it is not good to live, it is good to die.But after death, what are these unwillingness and wandering for?

When you are still alive, you don't hold on tightly to the desire to maintain life, and you don't steal your life in this muddy, muddy, and ugly world.It is not until death that one realizes that life is precious, that even if one is a millionaire in the world of mortals, blatant disobedience will create a big dream.

Why bother.

After Su Muyu washed his face with clean water, he stood in front of the mirror and looked at it for a while.In the mirror, he was the unique Boss Su, with wet drops of water dripping down his hair from his forehead, straight nose, and sharp lips.

Su Muyu blinked, as if seeing An Rufeng in the mirror.But he was startled suddenly - he almost couldn't remember An Rufeng's appearance.Su Muyu lowered his head, staring closely at the rapid flow of water forming a vortex in the sink.

He also questioned why he was always asked to take over the "long-cherished wish case".

Zhan Shiyi's reply is: You are more talkative.

Dare to feel yourself is the best "bully" and the best to dismiss.

Zhan Shiyi was noncommittal, which was equivalent to acquiescing, which made Boss Su very annoyed.

It's useless to stay in the fire. In this world, people can't help themselves just by standing up.

Take all kinds of long-cherished wishes as an example, the Dao has been practiced for three thousand generations, the princes, generals, and common people, everything has its own insincere words.

They have the same hardships, the same hardships.They bear all the vicissitudes of dynasties and war debris, and they also accept all the long boredom and insignificance of ordinary life.

No one can escape, not even the dead.

It was nearly eight o'clock when Su Muyu finished packing.He was wearing sportswear and took photos when he went out, making him look like a student who has not yet graduated.

When Boss Su is not working, his life is very leisurely.

Take the demolition team out for a walk at eight o'clock, bypassing the green belt of Qingyunxuan, which is comparable to a park, and behind it is the moat.The air is fresh in the morning, and I take a deep breath, completely without sleepiness.

The demolition team is a broken dog, and it's broken quite well.At first, because of Su Muyu's lack of energy, he honestly let him walk him.One person and one dog walked far along the moat.

It wasn't until Su Muyu's spirit recovered and he was full of energy that the demolition team let go of the girls and ran wildly all over the ground.Alaska runs almost like a Husky.

There is nothing wrong with being stupid, and there is nothing wrong with being crazy, as if it has become Su Muyu.

Boss Su wanted to chase after him at first, saying plausibly: "Demolition team! Demolition team, come back to me!"

"I told you to stop! Did you hear me! Dad told you to stand at attention!"

In the end, the Sumerian's voice was hoarse, and he just stopped fighting, and let his broken dog go wherever he went, as long as he lost it!Save your life from being short-lived every day.Later, Su Muyu didn't care about it, and continued walking slowly.The demolition team will come back naturally after being covered in mud.

Every time at this time, Su Muyu would point to its dog's nose.

"Who taught you to be so wild? Don't they all say that dogs follow their owners? Look at me, and then at you!"

"Do you still dare to say that you are your own?"

The demolition team was taken aback for a moment, then howled twice, feeling wronged.Su Muyu stared at those clear dog eyes, and finally waved.

"Hey, you are my own!"

After walking the dog, I took it home and gave the demolition team a shower and dried it. It was almost 09:30 in the day.Boss Su changed his clothes and went out again. At this point, if he was not in Furong City, there was only one place he was going to - the antique market.

Most of the serious antique markets start to be crowded at nine o'clock, and there is another market before that-the ghost market.

The name ghost market sounds scary, but in fact, apart from a few bizarre rumors that have been circulated since ancient times, buyers and sellers set up stalls in the early morning to conduct transactions.

But the ghost market is not easy to visit. Although the four treasures of the study, agate and jade, ancient calligraphy and paintings, antique furniture, and Chinese and foreign coins are all available, most of them are barren, ghosts, and thieves.

Rao is a lot of playmates who claim to have a sharp eye, but in the dim light of the ghost market, nine out of ten are also blind.

According to legend, the ghost market has existed since the Tang Dynasty, and it may have existed even earlier.Now it goes without saying that where there are friends and friends, there are ghost markets.

There are three reasons why Su Muyu doesn't go to the ghost market. One is that people who go to the "ghost market" either carry lanterns or flashlights.He's had enough of dealing with spirits, and he's in no mood to make trouble for himself.

The second is that "buying and selling are all carried out in the dark, and the transactions between the two parties are all based on wishful thinking." Such terms are not suitable for people like Su Muyu who are seeking to win in a steady way.The rogue but reasonable trading method makes most Tibetan friends who want to pick up the leaks end up crying bitterly with a bunch of egg-laying goods.

And the third reason is simpler and the most important: Su Muyu can't get out of bed.Insomnia alone is already very painful. Should he pick up the goods with a lantern in the early morning?

He's not crazy yet.

The bazaar is full of people, most of them are ordinary Tibetan friends, and occasionally there are some big players.Those who shovel the land ship here, and there are also bags, anyway, there are all kinds of people.

Su Muyu didn't quite understand, now that the antique market is on the decline, why folk collections are in full swing.Speaking of the collection boom, only the fifth collection boom since the 80s and [-]s has shown a flourishing scene.

This is the most popular and prosperous period in the history of collecting fever.Guotai Minan, Shengshi Collection, there is a "salaryman collector phenomenon".

Arty, self-cultivating collections have been marginalized, and more and more people are focusing on interests, marked by investment, speculative, and commercial collections.

Hype of collectibles is common, and fakes are everywhere. Many people get rich overnight, and many people go bankrupt.

Su Muyu is neither. He can't tell whether it is because he likes antiques that he discovered that he has the ability to perceive the fluctuation of the soul; or because he has the ability and was chosen as a pacifier, he likes these antiques.

But Su Muyu didn't have a chance to think about it. He had just finished watching a farce of touching antiques and porcelain, when he turned his head and saw Lian Ming.

Lian Ming was also dressed in casual clothes today, and the two chose khaki trench coats in a tacit understanding, which made them extremely handsome and tall.

Su Muyu was in a good mood, and raised his hand to say hello first: "Young Master Lian, are you here to see the goods?"

Lian Ming walked through the crowd to his side, very surprised: "I was thinking about inviting Boss Su, and I happened to meet him."

"Looking for me?" Su Muyu raised his eyebrows, thinking that this person would go to the Three Treasure Hall for nothing, so he probably has some intentions.He looked around, at this time, at this place, there was nothing else except to help Zhang Yan.

"It's not Palm Eye," Lian Ming shook his head, then he hesitated for a while, "No, before that, I'd like to ask Boss Su to read something for me, is it right?"

Su Muyu hesitated for a few seconds, not sure: "Here is what Lian Shao likes?"

"It's not fancy, besides, there are a lot of leaks in the market," Lian Ming smiled, and led Su Muyu to a stall, and he picked up a piece of flower porcelain and handed it to Su Muyu.

"Look."

Boss Su snorted, "Is this suit from Huangdao Kiln in Jia County, Tang Dynasty?"

"Look again."

Su Muyu took a closer look, and said, "That's not quite right."

"Tell me?" Lian Ming bent his eyes and put his hands into his pockets.He was half a head taller than Su Muyu, and leaned forward slightly at this time, as if lying on Boss Su's shoulder from behind.

"Black-glazed three-legged plate with mottled patterns, kiln-changed glaze is called flower porcelain. You see, Lian Shao, this is a blue spot. The real blue spots are all moon white mixed with blue, and the blue is titanium blue. And this one is too white. , not moon white, the blue is too bright, it should be cobalt blue."

Lian Ming nodded: "I don't see it right, because the film is wrong. I remember that there are post-production films on the real large pieces of moon white or blue class glaze, but I don't have much research on Gaogu porcelain, so I dare not make a move. "

"You have paid enough tuition fees, so naturally you should be cautious," Su Muyu smiled and turned to look at Lian Ming. For a moment, the two of them breathed intertwined, as if the hot air burst.

Su Muyu turned his face away unnaturally, and continued: "And there are black debris mixed in the real thing. This imitation is not bad, but it lacks a little charm. It looks very beautiful."

Lian Ming ignored Su Muyu's awkwardness, stood up straight, took the tripod from his hand and put it back in its original position.

The real black-glazed three-legged dish of the Tang Dynasty is a kind of unrestrained and rough beauty.Half flame, half ocean.The blue spots like the sea of ​​stars are intertwined with the moon white, dazzling like flames.

In a small plate, the planetary universe is stored, and countless whimsical ideas are stored.

Just as Boss Su held his eyes, many people gathered around him.Someone asked loudly: "This Tibetan friend, do you play porcelain?"

Su Muyu shook his head, very low-key: "I know a little bit."

"Then this thing, is it right?"

It seems that they did not hear the low-pitched discussion between the two.

The stall owner looked up at the two of them, Su Lian and the two looked at each other with a smile, waved their hands, turned and left.

Every trade has its own rules, and if the rules are broken, the business cannot be done.Whether you can pick up the leaks, or whether you will miss them, depends entirely on your personal ability and luck.If the tuition fee is not paid enough, others are not allowed to raise it.

Coming out of the market, it's still early.As a truly qualified idler, Su Muyu was not in a hurry to go home.

"Young Master Lian, you said just now that you were planning to invite me, just to see the porcelain?"

Lian Ming took out two tickets from his pocket: "It just so happens that the Museum of Modern Art in Yuncheng has a new exhibition, does Boss Su have time?"

Su Muyu took the ticket. On the front was the photo of the master of the art exhibition, and on the back was the address and the name of the specific work.Boss Su smiled softly, he really felt that the high number of repetitions would really suit him.

No matter how idle Su Muyu is, he is definitely not the kind of playboy.Disc dancing and racing in bars, dance halls, and he can't get acquainted with him at all.I thought that Lian Ming would invite him to watch a movie or go to the Hanging Garden in a vulgar way, but I didn't expect that the other party would be so literary and artistic when he made a move.

Boss Su didn't refuse, or he wanted to see the master's exhibition called "The Long Now"* (The Long Now).The implication is: the continuation of the moment is for a more real presence.

The entire work exhibition is a large-scale sound installation, which can be called an audio-visual enjoyment.

This was expected by Lian Ming, he took the car out, took Su Muyu and went straight to the Xijiao Art Museum.

The two chatted enthusiastically about the history of global art development in the car.From the ancient times of Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties and their contemporary ancient Egyptian art, to the surrealism and geometric abstraction produced abroad during the Republic of China.

Su Muyu gossips and talks about unofficial history.You speak to me, and half an hour's drive passes in the blink of an eye.Su Muyu never thought that the two of them would have a flirtatious topic, and Lian Ming gave the impression that he was very knowledgeable from astronomy to geography.

It's different from the rumored son who only spends a lot of money to steal people's love. What makes Boss Su even more strange is that Lian Ming always has a kind of calming power in him.

It seemed that whenever Lian Ming appeared, there would be such an idea in his heart - with him around, everything would be fine, and everything could be resolved.

When the two came out of the parking lot, they had a wide view of the suburbs, and a building with a strange shape stood in it. This was the Yuncheng Museum of Modern Art.Seen from a distance, the museum looks like a soaring bird, but when approached, it looks like a cluster of fire with teeth and claws.

The gray and black steel bars stand up against the sky, and the fragmented sky is cut in the intersecting gap.

"The designer of this building just won the Liang Sicheng Award last year, and it is said that he is expected to win the Pritzker Prize in the future." Lian Ming led Su Muyu into the exhibition hall, and the two of them passed the security check, and the surrounding immediately became quiet.

Su Muyu lowered his voice subconsciously: "So powerful?"

"Indeed, excellent designers have been emerging in recent years. Apart from the construction industry, there are also many talents in interior design and graphic design. There will be quite a lot of exhibitions in Furong City next month. Shall we go together?"

Lian Ming spoke casually, took two tour books from the entrance, and inadvertently mentioned the next date.

Su Muyu became obsessed and fascinated when he saw the exhibition.

Since the first work had already been presented, he hurriedly responded, "Okay."

Lian Ming tried his best to hold back his hidden smile, followed behind Su Muyu, and began to watch the exhibition quietly.

In the art museum, there are those who take pictures, those who take notes, those who observe the exhibition silently, and those who discuss in a low voice.

The master's first work is a mist, just entering, the eyes are blurred, and you walk into a lost fairyland.There was a low and constant buzzing sound in my ears, and the longer I listened to it, the more depressing my heart became.

Su Muyu walked forward and walked into the darkness. He looked back and seemed to see the eyes of reincarnation opened again.He couldn't see others clearly, and others couldn't see him.Everything is an illusion, and Lian Ming's figure has also become unpredictable.

Su Muyu's throat choked. He seemed to see people coming from all things and returning to the vastness.

The longer I look at it, the more I can't distinguish reality.

Su Muyu stepped up his pace, turned a few dark and lengthy corners, and came to the second work when his eyes were clear.

The second work is even better. There are electric guitars and stereos on the sand, and there is loud or clear music coming from time to time.Groups of fluttering birds pass through it, and they land on the strings, creating wonderful music.

Lian Ming listened here for a long time, then he suddenly asked: "Boss Su, what do you think this work wants to convey?"

Su Muyu was fascinated by what he was listening to, and was not annoyed when he was suddenly interrupted.He squatted beside the guitar, leaning forward with his upper body, very close to the bird on the strings: "How does music come about?"

"Sure enough, he understands." Lian Ming smiled and pulled him up. The two clasped hands, one warm and the other cold. "It seems that you like this exhibition very much."

Su Muyu wants to say that you are not talking nonsense, who doesn't like the works of masters.Besides, he always thought that Lian Ming had become a roundworm in his stomach, completely grasping all his preferences.

Boss Su pouted, Lian Ming was not good at looking at antiques, but guessing people's hearts was accurate.

The two watched and talked until they entered the last exhibition hall of works.Su Muyu suddenly stopped. Not only him, but everyone who came to this exhibition hall chose to be silent at the same moment.

This is a heartbreakingly beautiful piece of work.The blue waves in the circular pool are rippling, and hundreds of white porcelain bowls of different sizes are floating on the water.These porcelain bowls move along the waves in the water, and when they collide with each other, they make a "ding--" sound.

These small sounds gather and echo continuously in the exhibition hall, like a perpetual motion machine of a clock, which never stops.

Su Muyu seemed to have suffered a heavy blow to his heart. He didn't call Lianming, and walked slowly to the edge of the pool and sat down.

He seemed to have seen this scene before.

The gurgling water and the collision of porcelain are like a blue planet with flickering white spots.How touching is this ecosystem where flow and stillness coexist, where man-made and nature meet.

Lian Ming sat down beside him and asked softly, "Boss Su, do you know what this is called?"

"There is no end to life, no end to sound."

"Yes, the exhibition book says that according to karmic reincarnation, life circulates in a cycle. The past of human beings, the eternal life after death, and every real life are inherited from the past. *"

Su Muyu looked at him: "Young Master Lian, what exactly do you want to tell me?"

Lian Ming was silent for a long time, and Su Muyu finally noticed the deep meaning behind it.As we all know, this is a melancholy project, from which you may be able to find a peaceful place, or you may never be able to get out of this environment.

Man and this world have never been separated, be it the living or the dead.In this world, there are always countless ghosts floating around. They have obsessions, and they don't want to die, and they don't want to look directly at the exit of life.

Lian Ming said: "Boss Su, don't feel sorry for An Rufeng. Forget about it, and if you encounter such things in the future, forget about it."

It is always easier to forget than to remember.

Su Muyu was startled, he could hear the vibration and resonance from the depths of his limbs and bone marrow.All the cells in his body are telling him, Su Muyu, Lian Ming understands too well, what more can he ask for if he has such a confidant.

But reason told him no, he could no longer involve Lian Ming in these incidents.It was as if the voice in the history book in the Gongyi Pavilion in Furong City told him: This is of no benefit to you.

Su Muyu withdrew his gaze and locked on the pool water again. His ears were full of "ding-ding-" echoes, and he said insincere words: "Young Master Lian, this pool of water is like a huge world. These Porcelain bowls, large and small, single or in groups, are like people. We move with the direction of the water flow, and then act on the water in turn, we cannot help ourselves.”

Whether it's An Rufeng, or the new tasks that will be faced next, these are all things that Su Muyu has to face.Fate chose him, so he did it, and life was like this.

People and people, people and souls, collide with each other and give off different resonances in the world. We always follow the general trend, one jump, one jump... or climb up the stairs, or rub against each other.

Born in the world, and looking for his own reflection in the world, those resonances and collisions constitute the so-called fate and future, rendering the world mixed and sentimental.

Lian Ming was silent again, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Come on, it's all up to you. You're so unhappy at the exhibition, let's go out and eat something?"

"Where am I unhappy?" Su Muyu couldn't laugh or cry, "Who made you bring up such a deep topic, it's not like you."

"What kind of person am I?" Lian Ming raised his eyebrows.

"Dude, prodigal man!"

"yeah?!"

Lian Ming gritted his teeth, clearly seeing a sincere teasing joke in Boss Su's eyes.

All right, as long as this person is happy.

"Yeah, I'm curious too." Su Muyu stood up from the ground and patted his buttocks. "You are a rich second generation. If you don't go to clubs and race cars every day to play with your heartbeat, how can you be free to watch the exhibition."

Lian Ming laughed out loud: "Do you have any misunderstanding about our rich second generation?"

"Where is the misunderstanding?"

"It's a big misunderstanding, and I really don't like all the above entertainment items."

"Then what do you like to do?"

What can I do, do you.

Lian Ming thought about it for a long time, and finally held back.

Lian Ming said solemnly: "Follow Master and you learn skills and play with antiques."

"Don't be poor, to be honest, you're going to die." Su Muyu looked down at Lian Ming, and tilted his head.

"Okay, let's be serious."

Lian Ming said.

"I'm chasing you."

Lian Ming spoke too lightly, too lightly, as if saying that the weather is really nice.I couldn't feel the heartbeat or tension at all, and even Boss Su, the person involved, was taken aback after listening to it, and he wasn't surprised, nor did he blush.

Su Muyu was more calm, he frowned slightly, and asked irrelevantly: "Young Master Lian, what is your occupation?"

Lian Ming said, "Professor."

Su Muyu asked: "Are you very leisurely?"

The author has something to say:

Lian: This is not a confession.

Su: I didn't take it seriously either.

"Note" Pritzker, Nobel Prize in Architecture.

Not the same award as the Pulitzer.The mixed use of non-professionals has something to do with its translation.

After being kindly reminded by a baby, Lao Qi hereby corrects it.

Thank you very much for pointing out the mistakes, so as not to mislead the children.

Thanks again!

① "Collection fever", there are five times in history.

The first time is the Northern Song Dynasty, the second time is the late Ming Dynasty, the third time is the prosperity of Kangxi and Qianlong, the fourth time is from the late Qing Dynasty to the early Republic of China, and the fifth time is contemporary (from the 80s to the present).

The causes and characteristics of the collection boom in each period have their own advantages and disadvantages, such as the strange stones, inkstones, calligraphy and paintings in the Northern Song Dynasty, and the porcelain and jade in the prosperous Kangxi and Qianlong periods.And contemporary is the richest and most comprehensive.Interested sweethearts can find relevant information by themselves.

② "The Long Now", this is actually not the original name of the work, the original name is Clinamen.It is only used because "the long moment" is more suitable in the text.

This work exhibition is actually the Sonsara of Master Celeste, which is very famous.He was nominated for the Marcel Social Award and represented France at the 56th Venice Biennale.

As far as the old seven are concerned, they like him very much.

③"Come by career..."——Sun Qidong