am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo has no more ink in his stomach, so he always knows the names of these calligraphy and paintings. Of course, what he knows is not the artistic value and connotation hidden in them that famous artists from all walks of life are scrambling to decipher.

It's the sky-high prices after the deal!

Wang Mo let out a chicken crow in his heart.

These two vests are too valuable. Now if he sells the love letter that Xun Ying wrote to himself, will he be able to eat and die for the rest of his life?

Wang Mo: "..."

Why is the attacker so worthless, Wang Mo secretly scolded himself in his heart.

What I have to do now is to work hard to improve myself, train my level to match Xun Ying's level, and have an equal and in-depth communication with him very stubbornly.

But the question is, can I be equal? ​​He is the one who wrote xx posts and drew xxx pictures!Even if I grow a kidney every day and sell it until I die, I still can't afford one of them.

When Wang Mo thought about it, he felt a pain in his back.

He stretched out his hand, rubbed his waist secretly, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"It's not worth anything, is it worth talking about?"

Just when Wang Mo was immersed in his phantom pain and couldn't extricate himself, he heard Xun Ying humbly say.

Wang Mo: "..."

Why is it not worth it? It's too worth it, Wang Mo thought to himself, I don't really understand you rich people.

After Wang Mo finished thinking, he suddenly thought of something and fell into deep thought.

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At night on the seaside, everything is silent.

Wang Mo made himself a cup of coffee that was about one-half stronger than usual, drank a big cup, then sat on the balcony protruding out of the room like a peninsula, and started watching online courses.

Of course, this is different from the basic online courses he usually takes. Most of them are public courses or speeches given by teachers from professional art schools.

And the content of the narration is a variety of analysis about xx posts and xxxx pictures.

Wang Mo looked at it for a long time, and felt that it is really appropriate to use various kinds of analysis to describe various theories. Some of the literary theories used have been heard by him, and some have become more popular recently. I completely understand the meaning, just some new words used to make up the appearance, and even some theories that Wang Mo has never heard of, they all appeared in various videos after you sang and I appeared on the stage, and It still sounds a little bit reasonable

What Xunying's vest has experienced the change of dynasties, and his heart is ashamed. What Xunying's vest has experienced the rise and fall of his family and sees through the world. What Xunying's vest is said to have experienced an unforgettable love when he was young, and then never married. Lah, the so-called poverty and labor, the hardships in life have created the incomparable artistic attainments of this talented man.

Wang Mo: "..."

You've all been cheated, it's all his character design, although it's not intentional, Wang Mo thought to himself.

What kind of unforgettable love, if he had had love, would he have become the number one in the universe? Wang Mo complained in his heart.

It's not that I'm bragging, if he has an unforgettable love, it can only be with me, Wang Mo thought.

However, despite the influence of some external conditions, Wang Mo still tried to understand Xun Ying's inner world expressed through these few masterpieces from a more psychological perspective.

He read several interpretations, one of which was that the works of Xun Ying Ma Jiaer expressed a deep sense of loneliness.

Wang Mo: "..."

Is that right

In fact, Wang Mo doesn’t know how to read calligraphy and painting. He used to be an ordinary young man who moved bricks, and he didn’t have such a rich spiritual life. His understanding of art is very limited. It is time to understand Xun Ying's creative state of mind with the original aesthetic ability.

He felt that what the teacher said was quite reasonable.

Especially with the support of modern science and technology, new points have been discovered in Xun Ying's works.

It is said that near the inscription, red paint was found, which is understood by the teacher in the video as Xun Ying's vest, expressing his heart-wrenching creative mentality very euphemistically.

Listening to the teacher's explanation, Wang Mo couldn't help turning his eyes red.

When they were purely brothers and sisters before, Wang Mo felt a little bit like this.

He remembered that it didn't take long for Xun Ying to become like this, so he took him to eat at a steamed stuffed bun shop that he had frequented decades ago.

At that time, Wang Mo felt that Xun Ying's back looked a little lonely. He had witnessed the birth, old age, sickness and death of many familiar people. If he thought about it carefully, he would definitely feel a sense of melancholy.

After crying, Wang Mo turned off the video and went downstairs to have a good chat with Xun Ying.

With red eyes, Wang Mo went downstairs like a rabbit, and then saw Xun Ying eating grilled squid in the restaurant on the first floor.

Wang Mo: "..."

His sadness was relieved by more than half immediately, and he felt that he was hiding in the room just now and crying, a little bit incomprehensible.

Xun Ying was enjoying his meal. When he saw Wang Mo, he greeted him.

"Amo, do you want to eat some? The trap I made yesterday really yielded a lot." Xun Ying said, beckoning to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He just finished listening to many lectures, and lost a lot of tears. Physical labor and mental labor are all taken up, and he just happens to be a little hungry at the moment.

So Wang Mo walked over, sat with Xun Ying, and ate a bunch of grilled squid.

"How does it taste? I baked it myself." Xun Ying said.

"It's pretty good." Wang Mo nodded and said, Xun Ying is still good at cooking. The so-called scissors on the kang and a shovel on the kang, he is a young man who can walk on the road and know how to live.

Xun Ying was eating happily, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Wang Mo's eyes like white rabbits, he frowned involuntarily, and put down the squid in his hand.

"Amo, why are you crying?" Xun Ying asked Wang Mo.

"No." Wang Mo was chewing until his cheeks hurt, and now it was a bit of a shame to let him admit that he was just a crying bag, so Wang Mo shook his head like a rattle, and strongly denied it.

"I still said no, my eyes are red." Xun Ying said in a deep voice.

With his attitude of breaking the casserole and asking the end, Wang Mo felt that he might not be able to hide it, and he didn't mean to hide it. Originally, he wanted to talk to Xun Ying, but he just wanted to talk to Xun Ying after eating the squid. chat.

Now it looks like the squid will have to wait a little longer to eat.

So Wang Mo pulled a piece of tissue paper from a napkin box on the table, licked it at the corner of his mouth, then nodded and said: "I did cry just now, but I didn't suffer any harm, I just listened to the lecture. "

Xun Ying: "..."

I made myself cry so stupidly, Xun Ying thought to himself, but under Wang Mo's so many years of Bang Zao'er's education, he has learned not to blurt out.

"Why are you still crying in class?" Xun Ying asked puzzled.

"I just listened to some lectures and speeches about your works, and I think it's quite right, and I feel a little uncomfortable." Wang Mo sighed, and said in a solemn tone.

"What's so uncomfortable about this?" Xun Ying asked with his daughter-in-law's puzzlement still on his face.

"Xun Ying, I have always known that you have been alone all these years. It is not easy to live alone. I also understand this." Wang Mo sighed.

"Don't worry, things between the two of us can be the best in the future. If it doesn't work, there will be no righteousness in the business. At least it's still a family of loved ones, relatives, friends, and flesh and blood. If I live in this world for a day, I won't let you have that kind of love." It's a heart-wrenching loneliness." Wang Mo looked into Xun Ying's eyes very sincerely, and spoke his heart.

Xun Ying was also quite moved, but he still couldn't understand Wang Mo's words.

"Amo, I'm very happy that you can treat me like this, but what you said is heartbreaking..."

"Didn't you hide a small piece of red paint under the inscription?" Wang Mo said.

"Oh, that, that's not some heart-wrenching hint, I accidentally got it while eating while I was painting." Xun Ying said.

"It's the same as this point." Xun Ying said, pointing to the drop of grilled squid sauce that he accidentally splashed on the table.

Xun Ying: "I never said that."