"What does this mean?"

After Song Yuan finished reading a line of words on the note, he was a little puzzled.

The minibus had reversed and left the hotel, driving slowly in the dimly lit city.In the night, the traffic flow is sparse, and it is extraordinarily cold.A boy in the front row opened the window, and the cool wind poured in, and the person who blown it slowly regained his spirits.

The host stood at the front of the car and explained with a headset on.

"The main goal is to collect coins, and the additional condition is that there are onlookers."

When she explained it like this, everyone understood.

A young boy in the back seat asked, "You mean, you can hold a guitar and sing in the subway station?"

"Yeah." The host responded casually, and sat down in the first row: "But it's not necessarily true, you can sing, you can choose other methods. As long as there are people watching, If anyone is willing to give coins, that's fine."

Ok?

Song Yuan asked in disbelief: "Then I don't know anything, so I'm going to beg for food?"

The group consisted of four men and four women, and the composition was relatively complicated.

There are only four women. Among the men, there are singers, pianists, actors, and one is a famous host of CCTV.

Singing is easy, but those who learn the piano can't find a piano to play anywhere, right?There are also actors and directors who have nothing to do with music. Could it be that they can only beg for food?

Although Jiang Cha closed his eyes, he didn't sleep, and had been listening attentively.

In fact, the meaning of the words on the note is obvious. It just explained the four words "performance art" in one sentence.The meaning of that sentence is to let the guests challenge the street performance art and judge the winner or loser by collecting coins.

but.

Performance art seems to be a bit difficult for them.

Compared with easel painting, traditional sculpture and other arts that focus on the preservation of the results of artistic behavior, performance art emphasizes and pays more attention to the significance of the artist's behavior process, and is a typical process art form with performative characteristics.

That's the business of performance artists, and they don't understand it.

"Rules: Hurry up, everyone, the time limit is one day. The deadline is at six o'clock in the evening, and the one with the most coins wins. Those who win will be rewarded, and those who lose will be punished."

award?

Given slightly closed his eyes.

She thought of the turntable she had seen in the hotel corridor, carried by two people.

It has the word "kiss" on it.

She turned her head and glanced at Jiang Cha.

It so happened that Jiang Cha's long eyelashes trembled and he raised his eyes.

The newly awakened eyes were extremely pure, like a lake, quietly meeting hers.

The two were startled, and then turned their eyes away.

When I was woken up in the morning, it was around five in the morning.

The minibus drove for a while, and the sky gradually brightened.

In the early morning, the sky dawned quickly, and it was still dark like midnight, but now there were signs of dawn.

There are pedestrians getting up and going to work on the road.

The city is slowly waking up.

The car stopped at the gate of the park.

There are children's palaces and civic centers nearby, and the crowds are dense and lively.

There are already early-rising aunts carrying speakers and starting to dance in the square.

The main camera was evacuated, and eight follow-up photographers were ready.

Eight people got out of the car, all thinking about it.

Being so exposed to the camera, if you want to cheat, it is impossible to exchange the money in your wallet for other people's coins.

I can only think of a way.

Ginger tea can draw pictures.

Although I am not a professional art student, I have been doing it as a hobby for many years.

"Where are you going?"

Given asked behind her.

Jiang Cha didn't turn her head back: "Buy paint."

Just as Given took two steps forward, Jiang Cha said coldly, "Don't follow me."

Fine.

Given is not angry.

Got a kiss this morning and she was content.

In an open square, white pigeons flapped their wings against the morning glow and flew away. Given noticed an old man sitting against a corner.

The old man had an erhu in his hand, and was bending over to connect to the amplifier. There was a small bowl in front of him, and there was not a single coin in it.

Well.

She is in no hurry.

It's still early, and when it's eight or nine o'clock, there will be many street performers.

The violinist, the flute player.

Even playing the pipa.

Jiang Cha bought a bucket of paint from a cultural and sports store on the side, and began to squat on the ground to paint.

I don't have any ideas, the painting is the one hanging on the wall of the hotel.

She wore a pure white shirt, the material was light and transparent, so she had to add a small black suspender inside.Rolling up the cuffs, revealing a snow-white and slender wrist, holding a light wood-colored brush in his hand, with curved red lips.

She put on light makeup, her eyebrows grew into her temples, her eyelashes drooped, and the ends of her eyes were smudged red.The nasal bone protrudes slightly, and the profile of the profile is incredibly delicate, like fragile fine porcelain.The light is transparent, with a light orange halo, and it is soft and warm when applied on the red lips.

Her long hair hung down softly, blocking her view.

Jiang Cha hooked her little finger behind her ear, her snow-white profile was thin and quiet.

The temperament of this girl is very different from that of a small iron bowl beside her.

There is a coin in the bowl.

"The little girl is very poor."

"Yes, yes, at such a young age, how can you make money by such a method?"

"I watched her paint well. This little bird is so cute."

bird?

Jiang Cha fell into deep thought while looking at his painting "Starry Moon Night".

The elderly sightseeing group is still watching curiously:

"The appearance of the person is also delicate."

"Not only is she beautiful."

The old lady's tone was quite exaggerated, and she lowered her voice and said:

"You're so pretty, you're like a fairy."

The old people don't know about these popular stars, only occasionally a few fashionable people who like to watch TV dramas find something different.

"This girl looks familiar."

"Looks like a female star."

"exactly!"

"She looks like the young lady in "Republic of China Yanhua"."

"I'll take a picture and ask my granddaughter."

Although it is still early, at this point, there are some early risers.

The coins in the ginger tea bowl gradually increased.

at the same time.

#Ginger Tea Street Performing Arts#

A trending search went up so unclearly.

Underneath is an obviously unedited Reuters picture, captured by a mobile phone, a girl is squatting on the ground, her white fingertips are stained with some colorful paint, her eyes are smiling, and her side face is focused and serious.

White shirt, black hair soft to the waist, thick as a waterfall.

People are more beautiful than pictures.

The other one is her imitation of "Starry Moon Night".

The blue tone, mixed with bright yellow, draws a moving and changing starry sky.The whole picture seems to be swallowed up by a turbulent and turbulent torrent, spinning, rushing into the boundless depths.

In the large area of ​​cool tones, a round of bright yellow moon is like a bright lamp, and the magical light lights up the silent night house.

She knew that she was just a copy, and the quality of the original work was thousands of miles away.

But it looks good to an outsider.

Many curious onlookers came to comment instantly.

"Is this person ginger tea?"

"Are you sure it's not Luo Yan?"

"Oh, it must be. The two temperaments don't look alike at all."

"It's a good painting."

"Why is it Chacha whenever something bad happens, and Luo Yan whenever something good happens?"

"Wow, Starry Night?"

"Wait, the iron rice bowl next to her..."

"She is not so poor, is this performance art?"

......

After squatting for a long time, Jiang Cha's legs felt numb, so she stood up to rest.

It happened that the thoughtless Song Yuan passed by and saw her immediately, his eyes sparkled immediately.

"Wow!"

She sighed exaggeratedly: "Sister Jiang, you are too powerful."

Jiang Cha was a little embarrassed by her praise, and shook her head again and again: "No, I draw very badly."

"What's the matter?" Song Yuan stretched out her index finger and pointed, "You are so modest that it makes people angry." Then she leaned over, showing her intentions, and said quietly: "Why don't you draw a picture for me? There's really no way out."

Jiang Cha smiled lightly, and pointed to Little Red Riding Hood who was sitting on a stone pier carrying a camera: "Someone is taking pictures."

Song Yuan continued to talk sweetly.

"I found out that I have really good eyesight."

"Ok?"

"You know, although you've been scolded all the time, I think you're awesome."

Ginger tea laughed:

"Why? Because I have a good mental quality?"

"No." Song Yuan said, "It's not why. Anyway, I'm a fan of you." She said quietly, blinking, her red lips curved: "Aren't you going to follow me?"

Ginger Tea's heart warmed up, as if being scalded by fireworks in winter, a dense warmth appeared in an instant.

"Why do you like me?"

I'm obviously that bad.

"Because I like you."

Song Yuan looked at her with a smile.

Jiang Cha was taken aback, but before he could say anything, a tactile sensation came from the back of his waist.

A sudden hug.

The woman's two white and skinny hands were folded in front of her lower abdomen. On her thin wrist was a thin silver watch, and the sapphire blue dial shone with silver light.

She was hugged from behind.

The person behind turned his head, his lips just brushed against her ear, and he said to someone in a low voice:

"You can't like her. She's got a wife."

作者有话要说:关于行为艺术和星月夜的鉴赏来自百度百科~感谢在2020-05-1701:12:21~2020-05-1800:08:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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