Be first and do both

A few days before the final of the competition, Su Tang applied to the organizing committee to bring an assistant when the works were assembled and displayed. On the day of the competition, the driver Xun Liu drove him and his assistant Chen He to the development zone museum.

Posters and banners are posted everywhere, making the normally serious museum lively.This time the event was highly valued, and people from all walks of life gathered together. Chen He looked at Su Tang, although his face was calm, but his eyes were still shining.

"Are you nervous?" Chen He asked, pinching Su Tang's hand lightly.

Su Tang shook his head, "Yes, a little excited."

Chen He nodded, and sighed seriously, "I'm a little nervous."

Su Tang raised his eyebrows, "What are you nervous about, Assistant Chen?"

"I'm afraid that you will have to hang your arms to accept the prize after you take the first place, come on." Chen He laughed.

Chen He talked nonsense all the way, and the two entered the center of the venue to sign in. This would be the player's sign-in. After the players took their seats in the competition area, the guests invited by the organizer would enter the venue on the red carpet.

Su Tang signed his own name, and also wrote Chen He's on it.

Just as he put down the pen, someone touched his hand. Behind him, a thin young man snatched the marker. He stared at Su Tang's signature for a while, then wrote his own name with a sneer.

Yang Ruqing.

Su Tang didn't have much impression of the name, but people around him started whispering, saying that this boy is Mr. Yang's grandson or something.

"You are Su Ying's son?" Yang Ruqing looked at Su Tang with disdain, his arrogant face almost wrote "You are a piece of trash in front of me" written on his face.

Su Tang didn't speak, but just looked at the boy who was about the same age as him with a flat expression.

"I'll let you leave here crying with your pile of torn paper." Yang Ruqing said every word.

Chen He stood behind Su Tang, Su Tang didn't move and he didn't move either, he knew that Su Tang wouldn't take such meaningless provocations to heart.

Su Tang really wouldn't.

The people around him began to discuss, and some knew Su Tang, and they all talked about it now, Yang Ruqing raised his chin at Su Tang proudly, thinking that Su Tang was cowardly.

Su Tang looked at Yang Ruqing, opened his mouth, and said softly "Oh".

Although Su Tang still had one arm hanging, it didn't affect his aura of [-] meters in Chen He's eyes.

Yang Ruqing looked vain, his pale face was unhuman, this time he was so angry that his face turned red, and he wished he could pounce on him and fight Su Tang.

"What?" Chen He stood in front of Su Tang, staring coldly at Yang Ruqing, who was a head shorter than him, "You still want to pull hair."

Yang Ruqing crossed Chen He to look at Su Tang, "You still bring bodyguards?"

Chen He sneered, and raised his hand to support Yang Ruqing's thin shoulders, "Two things, first, we don't know you, don't pretend to be familiar, take care of yourself, second, stay away from us, for your own good .”

He said, pointing at Su Tang with his backhand thumb, "He can beat you to ashes with one hand."

Over there, Su Tang had already walked away a few steps, Chen He let go of Yang Ruqing, and rushed up.

"Have you offended him?" Chen He asked.

"I don't remember." Su Tang really thought about it. Among the limited people he knew, there was no one like this. "Maybe my mother offended them."

Chen He nodded, "Your temper follows your mother?"

Su Tang glanced at Chen He, but said nothing.

They waited in the players' rest area, facing the three-dimensional poster of the competition, and below it were the guests who attended the opening ceremony.

Su Tang accidentally saw Yang Jie's name.It's normal, after all, she is the curator of the museum here.

The lounge was very quiet, they sat in the corner, Su Tang rested his head on Chen He's shoulder, silently reviewing his self-introduction and work explanation, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.It is a gold sink.

"Hello." Su Tang picked it up.

Jin Zihui over there looked anxious and panting, "Xiao Tang, are you competing today? I have something to tell you. Is it convenient?"

"It's convenient, I'm waiting now." Su Tang glanced at the side where the guests entered the venue, and said.

"Well, let me make a long story short. I found a bunch of notebooks today when I was sorting out your mother's things. Inside were some fieldwork notes from 20 years ago. These should be left by Tang Qiong. In the notebooks he wrote The name is Tang Xuanheng. Xuanyuan's Xuan is vertical and horizontal."

Su Tang sat up straight suddenly. He saw this name there just now, on...that poster!

He rushed over and saw the words "Tang Xuanheng" at the organizer's Municipal Bureau of Culture.

Chen He followed, followed Su Tang's gaze, and his heart skipped a beat.

It’s over.

But before he could stop him, Su Tang had already run towards the guests entering the arena.Chen He watched Su Tang run over like the wind with one arm dangling and his footsteps were a little unsteady, feeling sad for the gust of wind.

The host was presiding over the entrance ceremony of the guests, and the loud voice resounded throughout the venue. Su Tang was standing beside the red carpet, waiting for the person he had been looking for for a long, long time.

"I would like to invite Tang Xuanheng, director of our city's cultural bureau, and his wife, Ms. Yang Jie, director of the city museum, to thank the organizers and organizers for their strong support for this event..."

Su Tang looked at the couple walking arm in arm from not far away, his head buzzing.

Regarding the possibility that the person he is looking for has already married and established a family and have both children, it is not that Su Tang has never imagined, but what he thinks more is whether there will be someone who is looking for and waiting like him in this world.

It turns out that those coincidences that are said to be predestined are not coincidences, they are the knives he stabbed himself for many years.

He squatted down, panting heavily.

"Su Tang—" Chen He put his arms around him, "Su Tang..."

Su Tang shrinks himself up, unable to cry.

Tang Qiong, no, Tang Xuanheng, Su Ying seldom talked about him, and occasionally when they talked about him, there was no bitterness in their words, and there was some aftertaste of this beautiful love.

Su Ying said that Tang Xuanheng didn't know she was pregnant when she left.Su Tang asked her if she knew.Su Ying laughed, narrowing her phoenix eyes similar to Su Tang's, "It doesn't matter if I don't know, after all, I want to keep you, and after all, I can't keep him either."

Su Ying seems to have given herself to the love of her youth. Apart from life and painting talent, there is nothing she can give Su Tang.Not even love.That's why Su Tang wanted to see how perfect the person Su Ying loved until his death was so perfect that Su Ying was willing to become a mother who was doomed to be unqualified for this love.

Su Tang saw it, and he wanted to ask Su Ying if he saw it.

The man you love with all your heart, the man who left you to go to the future, the man who has a wife and a daughter and a happy family leaves you endlessly lonely, mother, have you seen it?

Su Tang tightly grabbed the front of his chest, gnashing his teeth.

Surprisingly, Su Tang was just sad, even if he was sad to death, his heart was not desolate, because of Chen He.

"Su Tang, look at me, take a deep breath." Su Tang caused most of the few times Chen He felt flustered when he grew up.He knelt down on one knee and supported Su Tang, letting Su Tang look at him.

"Chen He..." Su Tang said, "You hug me, my legs are weak."

"Okay." Chen He hugged Su Tang's body vigorously.

"Hold tight, it's cold." Su Tang shrank his body into Chen He's coat, and pressed against Chen He's chest tightly.

Chen He pulled his coat, wrapped Su Tang inside, and hugged him tightly.

It was Chen He who made Su Tang's now extremely absurd and sloppy search for someone meaningful.Chen He made a mistake, which became the meaning of Su Tang's coming here.

I didn't come to see you.

Fortunately I found you.

They hugged each other for a long time in the corner of the opening ceremony venue full of voices, so long that Chen He's knees were so kneeling that he almost lost consciousness. Su Tang whispered, "Legs are numb", and he immediately stood up and pulled him up.

As a result, his legs gave way and he fell back, bringing Su Tang along with him.Chen He fell to the ground, and Su Tang fell on Chen He.

"How are you? Are you okay!" The sound of Chen He's head hitting the ground woke up Su Tang, and he rode on Chen He's body, groping for Chen He's head indiscriminately.

Chen He couldn't hold back his laughter when he saw Su Tang's sudden return to his soul for him.

Su Tang looked at Chen He and smiled with red eyes.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen He pinched Su Tang's cheek and asked.

"Then why are you laughing?" Su Tang grabbed Chen He's hand and asked back.

Su Tang was inconvenient with one hand, so Chen He got up from the ground neatly, dragged Su Tang up again, stood up straight and moved his legs, Chen He sighed, "I seem to see us in our seventies and eighties."

Su Tang looked at him.

"Just like this, one person fell and the other couldn't hold back and also fell together," Chen He spread his hands, "I think I am also a tyrant in Hong Kong City, but my old age is so miserable."

Su Tang was silent for a while, raised his head, and said seriously: "I think it's not bad, it looks like we'll grow old together."

Chen He's eyes widened, he turned his head away suddenly, took Su Tang's hand slightly, and hummed softly.Su Tang looked up at him, his ears were red.

rare.

Back in the rest area, Su Tang said, "When did you know?"

Chen He sighed, "The day after we kissed." He bit the word "kiss" very hard.

Su Tang: "...you can just say last weekend."

Chen He didn't agree, "It was the day after we kissed, I met my second uncle's grandson at the full moon banquet."

Su Tang was silent for a while, "So what you kept saying to tell me last week is actually this." Not a question, but an affirmation.

"That's not the point," Chen He raised his hand to hook Su Tang's chin, "Anyway, now he's got it."

Su Tang grabbed Chen He's fingers, and Chen He hissed, "What should we do now?"

Su Tang seemed to have slowed down, and said lightly: "There is nothing to do, the game will continue as usual."

The final consisted of two links: contestant display and judge evaluation. It lasted one and a half days and was selected from [-] national and foreign entries.The whole process of the competition is recorded. What the contestants have to do is not only to show their works, but also to adjust their presentations according to the director's arrangement.

Because Su Tang's work scored very high in the preliminary competition and attracted much attention, his order of appearance was a little later. On the next morning, someone from the organizing committee notified Su Tang to prepare.

Chen He hung the competition certificate around Su Tang's neck, hugged Su Tang and kissed him in a place where no one was around, "Su Xiaotang, come on."

"Well," Su Tang clicked on the sign that was also hanging on Chen He's chest, "You too, Assistant Chen."

They were in the waiting area. The previous contestant had finished showing, and the host announced, "Next, we invite contestant No. 72, Su Tang, for his work "Paper Sculpture: Falling into the South of the Yangtze River."

Together with the staff, Chen He brought the two-meter-long paper sculpture made by Su Tang to the display stand, and the big screen cut to the scene of Su Tang slowly coming up from the stage.

Su Tang wore a moon-white gown with a stand-up collar, and his whole body shone brightly under the spotlight. He was as lonely and cold as an exiled immortal, and even fell into the mortal world without needing a fairy aura.

The big screen cut to a close-up close-up of Su Tang, and Chen He watched his heartbeat from the audience.

"The overall design refers to Panzhuang Water Town and... my mother, the painter Su Ying's paintings of some water towns, using the phrase "It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you will meet you again when the flowers fall." 'In a word, name this paper-carved water town 'Luojiangnan'."

As Su Tang said, he looked towards the audience under the dazzling lights.It was dark there, but he just knew that Chen He was watching him there.

Then Su Tang explained his thoughts separately and answered the judges' questions. Just when the judges were about to score, someone in the contestant area suddenly stood up, "I have objections."

The big screen cuts to the boy standing up in the contestant area. He holds a book of paintings and looks at Su Tang on the stage, "Su Tang's mother Su Ying's Water Town Impression series of paintings copied my grandfather's painting in 1983 and published it in 1997. The landscape paintings of Panzhuangshui Town included in the album "Good Scenery", so Su Tang's Luo Jiangnan also plagiarized my grandfather's paintings."

"Su Ying is not worthy of being a painter, and Su Tang cannot win awards for plagiarized works!"

There was an uproar in the arena.

Yang Ruqing came down from the contestant area, opened the album in his hand and displayed it in front of the camera. There was a watercolor painting in it, which was very similar to Su Ying's impression of the water town in the reference work provided by Su Tang just now.

After discussing with the host and several judges, the host re-handed the microphone to the professor of the National Academy of Fine Arts and asked him to host the controversy.

"Two watercolor paintings of the same scene, why do you think Ms. Su Ying copied Mr. Yang Yunhua?" asked the old professor.

Yang Ruqing said without hesitation: "Depending on time, this collection of paintings was published earlier than Su Ying's impression of Water Town."

This fact is so undisputable that everyone in the audience nodded their heads, knowing the same thing in their hearts.

Chen He looked at Su Tang on the stage being slandered for no reason, and was very anxious. He took his mobile phone and searched for this album called "Good Scenery".The time corresponding to the ISBN is indeed published in 1997, but in fact this collection of paintings has not sold many, and there are very few online materials.As for Yang Yunhua, the author of the collection of paintings, there are different opinions on the Internet.

To sum it up roughly, everyone is saying that this old man is not a good person, an old yin and yang with both virtue and art.

At this time, someone under the stage took a microphone and let out a hello.

"Everyone, I'm Tang Xuanheng. From 1981 to 1999, I was the Secretary of the Cultural Palace in Yong'an City, where Panzhuangshui Town is located. I think I can tell you about the time sequence of these two paintings."

The man's voice was thick and powerful, which made Su Tang on the stage stiff.

"I am not an art professional. From my point of view, the biggest difference between the two paintings is... Ms. Su Ying's painting has a red pavilion at the lower left, while Mr. Yang's does not."

Before Tang Xuan could finish speaking, Yang Ruqing interrupted, "The red pavilion was obviously added by Su Ying in order to deceive people's eyes and ears after plagiarizing the painting."

"It's not." Tang Xuan said horizontally.

"The red pavilion is real. It was built by the residents of the water town to commemorate the city's cultural palace. There are photos of this, which I can provide afterwards. Later, due to the development of tourism, the red pavilion was demolished, so the current Panzhuang Water Town There is no red pavilion at the bridgehead."

"Su Ying's work was obviously painted before the red pavilion was demolished, which was earlier than 1997, the year of demolition, while Mr. Yang's painting was created later than 1981, the year when the red pavilion was built, without the red pavilion at the same location."

Tang Xuanheng's voice fell, and the court was even more noisy, even more lively than when Yang Ruqing found out and reprimanded plagiarism just now.

"You, you are talking nonsense! Maybe my grandfather painted it earlier than 1981!" Yang Ruqing blushed, pointing at the director of the cultural bureau of the organizer in such a formal arena and calling him nonsense.

Su Tang, who had been neglected all the time, pursed his lips, feeling complicated.

Tang Xuanheng was not annoyed, and his tone was indifferent, "I'm just presenting the objective facts I know. As for the truth, I don't make a decision. As far as I know, both Mr. Yang and Ms. Su Ying have passed away. All we can refer to is These known time years, the above is my personal opinion."

After he finished speaking, he returned the microphone to the director and sat down again.

The competition, which was supposed to have results in two days, was delayed by Yang Ruqing. After the contestants behind Su Tang finished showing their works, the organizing committee made an impromptu decision. , the results can be announced.

Su Tang came down from the stage, Chen He put the down jacket on his shoulders, and the two left the recording scene together.

In the long corridor, Tang Xuanheng was waiting for him.

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