It is clear

The weather in Beijing on the opening day of the book exhibition was very good. It was cloudless from all angles, except for a little white flocculent clouds in the distance, like exquisitely crafted lace, hanging there delicately and lovely.

Xu Yan didn't dress too formally, at least he changed out of his favorite plaid shirt and wrapped himself in a white shirt embroidered with dark patterns.The pattern is very good, and it also fits people well. I heard that Yan Rui bought it from a second-hand shop near the Drum Tower, which is a good deal for him.

Perhaps the people who come and go are all "artists". The opening ceremony was too short. The crowd only stood in front of the white canvas at the entrance to take a group photo. They didn't even stand upright, just like a cosplay savannah.

There were quite a few people coming from Sanmi today, Xu Yan was not excited and stood at the door, but he could only be counted next to the screen wall.He kept straightening his sleeves and asking Yan Rui how he looked.

The big girl in Beijing found him annoying, so she walked towards the back door with a cigarette case between her arms, and waved her hand casually: "Take it easy, Mr. Xu."

The first person to come was Yan Xueke.

Xiao Yan has been disappearing from the acting world during this period of time, she has lost more than a circle of weight, but her spirit seems to be fine.He gave Xu Yan a full hug, and exaggeratedly wiped away tears that didn't exist when he let go: "I'm just looking forward to this day! I'll celebrate with you tonight, I've already set the venue, you have to come. "

"Okay." Xu Yan also wiped his "tears" for him, "Be good and wait a little longer, and I will show you the reading after I have saved enough people."

It is self-evident who is the most important among this group of people. Yan Xueke is not Xu Yan, and he has a lot of thoughts to pretend to be seven or eight. He dragged someone to stand at the door forcibly: "I will wait with you."

For some reason, Xu Yan blushed abruptly, and the heat spread from the base of his ears all the way up to the corners of his eyes.

He hastened to cool down with the back of his hand, and before he was comfortable in the slightly lower temperature for a few seconds, Yan Xueke pulled his hand away, and when he looked up, Tan Yu was coming.

The two of them didn't discuss it beforehand, so they both wore white shirts.

Compared with Xu Yan's, it was more formal, and it was also white, but Tan Yu's was much softer. He took off his coat when he got indoors, and handed the dried flowers he was holding to Xu Yan's hand.

It is full of baby's breath, the color is simple, only careful thought is used on the packaging, it is very small and cute.Xu Yan hugged him, and kissed him on the lips very naturally: "Thank you."

Yan Xueke was thinking about making trouble, and also stepped forward to hug him.

Before Tan Yu came, he said that his eyes were not in good condition today, and others could easily see that he might have some problems with his eyesight.Yan Xueke seemed to turn a blind eye, not surprised at all, and there was a little joy in his brows and eyes.

He took a step back after hugging him, and smiled at Xu Yan: "Brother Tan and I are on good terms, and we met a few days ago. Isn't it? Brother Tan."

Xu Yan raised his eyebrows, and wanted to say a few words to him, but he was like a fish in water, and he quickly mixed into the crowd and ran away.He had no choice but to ask the remaining accomplice: "What are you planning?"

Tan Yu touched his nose and put on an expression that was obviously lying: "No, he is lying to you."

Can you really go after Fa Xiao and her boyfriend?Xu Yan took Tan Yu's hand: "Go, I'll take you to read."

It was the first day of the exhibition, and there were a lot of people, and it was a work that had to stop for a while to see it. Almost every word was surrounded by people.

Tan Yu laughed at himself: "Fortunately, I don't really need to watch it, otherwise we would have to line up."

He himself was in such a good mood, Xu Yan became more relaxed, and first took him to the front of the screen wall.

What should be called the screen wall hangs a white canvas, which is also the place where the exhibitors took a group photo just now, and now they have been signed with various names.

Xu Yan looked down for a pen, and explained: "Everyone who came here has signed this piece of cloth. When the exhibition is over, it will also be an important work of this book fair."

He signed his name and asked, "Can you sign it yourself?"

Tan Yu said yes, but he had to sign next to Xu Yan, and he had to frame their names with a heart later.

The girlish heart of a 30-year-old man...Xu Yan silently circled a wild heart, and finally put Tan Yu's crooked name into it: "Okay, I'll circle it."

The first picture is hung behind the screen wall. Some people use this as the starting point to see the exhibition, and some choose to come here as the last stop. There are not too many people now.

Xu Yan led him around a few steps, stopped and said, "We are behind the screen wall. I wrote it in small letters a while ago. It is like the "Kama Sutra" we have read before, but it is not as grand."

He added another sentence: "But it is also very big, several thousand words."

The appearance of the "Kama Sutra" can almost float from the front of his eyes, Tan Yu imagined it, it is probably small script, sitting neatly and obediently on the paper.As if he could see clearly, he nodded seriously: "Yes, well written."

When they crossed the screen wall and walked towards the second picture, they mixed with the crowd.

Xu Yan clenched Tan Yu's hand, and walked slowly, following the flow of people, it still took some time to reach the area junction.The words hanging here finally chose the one that fit the theme. It happened that he had practiced the six and a half books for a few days a while ago, so he picked a picture of the right size from the works.

On the left is conventional calligraphy, and on the right is the place where "dancing demons dance wildly". Hanging this calligraphy here becomes an interesting connection, reminding the audience to pay more attention, and it is time to change the scene.

The six-and-a-half-minute book was obviously beyond the outline for Tan Yu. He stood in front of the words and looked worriedly at Xu Yan.Like being coquettish, he thinks that his language literacy is really not high, why can't even describe a single word vividly.

Xu Yan was also anxious, and led Tan Yu to look at the characters from various angles. After walking away, he gestured: "It's as if every word is stretching its arms and legs. , but just looking at it is in the rules.”

"That's a paper full of trouble words?"

Xu Yan was happy, raised his hand and pecked: "That's what happened!"

Before coming here, Tan Yu asked Mei Zi to search for the promotional information of this exhibition, and among the posted names, he only knew Xu Yan.The two searched for the rest of the names, and almost all of them had full resumes and long titles.

Looking at it this way, Xu Yan's background is the cleanest. He only mentions that he is a new star recommended by Qu Xing, as if to make him the most mysterious guest from heaven.

In Tan Yu's eyes, Xu Yan's handwriting is naturally the best in the world, and it is obviously impossible to force others to have the same thoughts as himself, but he does not want others to criticize Xu Yan's handwriting.

In this day and age, it is very easy to attack people who are facing the public. It is not uncommon for people to attack a stranger for no reason or logic.And Xu Yan's name is followed by the bright Qu Xing. He is the secret weapon disclosed in the brochure, which will undoubtedly make him and his works the focus of people's attention.

They passed by different people just now, and Tan Yu heard many comments. The praise was mostly a "good" word, but the criticism was like a trickling stream, so that people could no longer underestimate anyone's ability to criticize.

He was a little nervous, not knowing what the scene of the last word was like.This emotion was so strong that he scratched his palm several times before he could react.

"This is the most important word for me in the past few years." When Xu Yan said this, he didn't have much emotion, it was extremely flat.

Tan Yu turned his head to look at him, but he could only see a vague outline, and couldn't distinguish any useful expressions.He clenched Xu Yan tightly, and his heart quickly calmed down: "Okay."

Arriving at the core area of ​​the exhibition hall, the layout is different from that of the outer rooms.

There are only three cutting-edge calligraphers this time, and the space for each to present their works is independent.Basically, it can be said that such a space is definitely too big for a single character, and the meaning of this arrangement is almost obvious.

——The meaning carried by the work is far greater than its physical area.

Xu Yan's handwriting was written the night before, so there was no time and no need to make more exquisite decorations.The words were written with black ink on the most common white rice paper, and then covered on a wooden support, standing quietly in the center.

It is no different from most of the works outside, black and white, and even simpler, with only one word written.

"I wrote 'Ming'."

"Which Ming?"

"Bright, tomorrow, clear, wise...maybe both, maybe neither, don't know."

There are no miracles in this world. Tan Yu stood in front of the word "Ming", but he could only capture a fog of black and white: "Tell me about it."

"The writing is not clean, there are a lot of ink splashes, but at the end of the last stroke, the thick ink turns thin, and the brush is a little too thick. The strokes are not clean, none of the strokes is neatly written, and there is even a trace of flying white writing on one side of the line." The sun and the moon are not too close, but a little far away, entangled by the complicated ink in the middle, as if they had to make up a Ming, but it is indeed a Ming. A very big Ming, only shorter than me. "

The black and white was still not very clear in front of him, Tan Yu didn't want to look at it anymore, he raised his chin a little, and closed his eyes.

The "Ming" written on the white paper, which can be written in the first grade of elementary school, is complicated by the black ink.There are splattered ink dots, there are connecting lines that should be light when you use the brush, but the traces are clearly written, and it is said that there are blank gaps in even the short strokes...

It sounds like a cool "Ming", no longer bothered to use skills to hide the brushstrokes when writing, leaving everything on the paper and showing it to people.

What is written is "Ming", and what is written is also "I".

I can still hear the comments in the same space. Everyone's first impression of meeting "Ming" is different. There are praises and criticisms, but Tan Yu doesn't think it's important anymore.

He does not have the keen soul of an artist, but he has a natural desire to get closer to his lover.No need to look, he heard Xu Yan's voice, writing "Ming" actually hides thousands of thoughts, which cannot be said or understood, but he still wants him to understand.

Very lucky, for Xu Yan, but also for himself.

Almost without needing to say any more unnecessary words, Tan Yu raised his hand and touched the top of Xu Yan's head: "You must have fun at night, I won't wait for you, you can play until dawn and then come see me."

Xu Yan said "Okay" and carried it out thoroughly. He really didn't return to the hotel until almost five o'clock.He had a lot of room cards, and tiptoedly swiped them, and stooped into the entrance, and met Tan Yu who was sitting across from him.

The person with only a few inches of clarity left was stunned, and subconsciously straightened his waist and straightened his hair: "Baby."

He was really drunk, his face was full of fire, Tan Yu teased him: "You are afraid of calling the wrong name, so you asked the baby to fool me?"

Xu Yan smirked, raised his index finger and shook it, but before speaking, he looked carefully at Tan Yu's face, and then said confidently: "Jiujiu, Tan Xiaoniao, let's Tan Yu, am I right?"

Seeing that Tan Yu didn't shake his head, he trotted over happily, sat in his arms, and kissed carelessly: "I miss you so much, I'm going to be drunk soon, and I came back sober because of you."

Feeling drunk, Xu Yan was a little shy, took off his coat, turned around and put it on the tea table.His eyes were sharp, and he saw a beautiful envelope at a glance. His body was no longer stiff, and he leaned over to pick it up: "Is it for me?"

"Take it apart and see."

Xu Yanduo had a lot of fun, and when he opened the envelope, he still remembered to kiss Tan Yu and thank him vaguely.He took out the contents and threw the envelope away, only then did he care to read it, it was a newspaper.

The influence of the alcohol subsided little by little, he breathed softly, opened the upper one, and saw at a glance the very young Sun Jinghu and Xu Xian, and his little self standing between them holding the trophy.

Of course he has photos of his parents, and he has looked at them countless times. When the images of getting along with each other in the past gradually fade away, only these photos are left to form a silent movie.

This photo in the newspaper is too precious, it seems that Sun Jinghu and Xu Xian are still alive, which is not seen in countless times, younger, happier, and him.

Xu Yan only had time to move the newspaper a little farther away, but it didn't work for a second, and he couldn't cry.

It was tears of joy, he cried and comforted Tan Yu who was a little flustered, and opened another newspaper.

This time it is no longer an old newspaper, the date is today, it is the Sanmi Evening News.

The photos posted above were taken a few hours ago, and they are all familiar people, Tan Yu, Yan Xueke, Lu Taosong, Ma Kunchi, Mei Zi and himself. The correspondent in the lower right corner wrote Yan Rui's name.

Tears kept falling, and even a string of suspicious snot. Xu Yan sniffed his nose regardless of his image: "Are you going to send me the past and the future?"

Tan Yu raised his eyebrows and corrected him: "They are not your future, your future can only consist of you and me. No, this re-send, this does not count..."

Xu Yan blocked the rest of his words, held his face and kissed him, responding to love with affection and desire.