Ke Xun looked at the direction of Hua Jiqiu's finger. It seemed to be a New Year's picture at the end of the southwest corner of the pavilion. Ke Xun's eyes returned to Hua Jiqiu. Although he knew that some things were fate, he just stared at a tiny picture. The uninformed people were forced to enter the painting, and they couldn't bear it: "Curator Hua, in fact..."
"Actually, we can go and see for ourselves first, and then come back to you for advice when we don't understand." Mu Yiran took over the words naturally.
"Okay." Hua Jiqiu nodded and smiled, his eyes were attracted by the new group of visitors in front of the exhibition hall, and he politely greeted them.
Mu Yiran took Ke Xun and walked towards the southwest corner of the exhibition hall: "In this game, we can only resist the power of painting pushes by successfully painting, and there is almost no possibility of evasion before entering the painting - not only you and me, but also Including all the entrants selected by the painting selection."
Ke Xun nodded, clenched Mu Yiran's hand, and saw that Hua Jiqiu had walked out of the exhibition hall to talk to the visitors, and then he waved to the other companions, and everyone approached the picture in the southwest corner. A "different" New Year's picture.
The size of this New Year picture is not small, and it should belong to the "Palace Peak" according to the classification. The picture does not have the rich colors of common New Year pictures, and even the composition is confusing.
"Why do these patterns look so messy?" Wei Dong was the first to ask a question, "I can't see what the author is trying to express. Although there are various auspicious patterns in some parts, they are messed up together."
The whole picture is white as the background color, and the whole picture is printed with vermilion lines. If you look closely, you can see that there are auspicious patterns such as ruyi, ingot, carp, pomegranate, persimmon, etc., but they do not form a structure when combined together. Subject unknown.
"This painting does not have the name of the woodblock master, only the name of the artist, and it has passed away." Wu You shared his findings.
The label of the painting only reads - Work: He He, Author: Si Nian.
The name "Si Nian" is surrounded by black rectangles.
It is because of the simplicity of the label that the black frame is particularly eye-catching.
"I don't remember that there is such a person among the craftsmen of the New Year's painting." Ke Xun looked at Gu Qingqing: "Qingqing, do you have this name among the craftsmen you summarized?"
Gu Qingqing thought about it carefully: "No. This name is very special. If it appears, I will definitely remember it. However, most of our materials are obtained from the Internet or the library, and there must be many folk artists whose names are not there. in."
Mu Yiran's eyes always stayed on the auspicious pattern of this New Year's picture: "I don't think this painting is made from a whole piece of woodblock, but rather printed with small pieces of woodblock."
Shao Ling felt the same way and pointed to one of them: "There are some traces of repeated lines here, it should be the result of repeated printing caused by the splicing. If this is really a splicing work, what's the point? Is it for a comprehensive display? Various traditional auspicious patterns in our country?"
"According to past experience, the reason must not be so simple." Qin Ci shook his head slightly, "If this painting is really a splicing work, then there must be a story behind the splicing, maybe it is the final answer we need to answer in this painting. puzzle."
"Although this picture is a bit messy at first glance, if you look closely at the splices, they are basically stitched together. It is not easy to make a huge painting with several small pieces of wood." Wei Dong Observe the screen carefully.
"Also, will these traditional patterns have something to do with the bone pattern?" Fang Fei also expressed her thoughts.
Everyone was silent for a while, and it seemed that everyone thought of this at the same time.
"Look! Is this a pattern like a rope?!" Wu You suddenly found something, and pointed to a place in the painting and said to everyone.
Everyone's eyes were concentrated there. The curved rope-like thing was located in the middle and lower part of the painting, connecting the auspicious clouds, bats, persimmon stems and plum blossoms up and down, left and right.
It is difficult to understand what this rope represents, but it should be seen that these are festive and auspicious patterns.
And it can be seen that this rope should have nothing to do with Diwei directly, but because of its peculiar shape, it still attracted everyone's attention.
Wu You carefully observed the rope: "I don't think it's a coincidence. What does the rope on this New Year's picture represent?"
"This is not a rope, but a money python representing wealth." A voice sounded from behind.
Everyone turned their heads, it was Hua Jiqiu.
Hua Jiqiu continued: "The remnant of this piece of money python was from before the Yuan Dynasty, so the painting method is relatively simple, and it is not surprising that it is recognized as a rope by outsiders."
"Do you mean that this painting is made up of fragments of various ancient New Year pictures?" Mu Yiran quickly grasped the point.
"Indeed." Hua Jiqiu looked at Mu Yiran with admiration, "That's why I said just now that this painting is different because it has a special historical significance."
Everyone looked behind Hua Jiqiu, thinking that a group of visitors should follow.
Hua Jiqiu explained with a smile: "Just now, those visitors were just curious about the huge picture of the door god at the entrance of the exhibition hall. After taking pictures there, they went to shop at the New Year's Store downstairs. Today's young people are like a few of them. There are very few people who are really interested in vulgar knowledge..."
Before Hua Jiqiu finished speaking, the entire exhibition hall suddenly fell into darkness.
Everyone has become accustomed to this familiar darkness, but the most calm person today is actually Hua Jiqiu.
As the curator, Hua Jiqiu dutifully 'appeased' everyone's emotions: "Don't panic, there may be a problem with the circuit of the art museum, I'll call and ask... Hello, is that Xiao Wu? Why did the power suddenly go out on the 3rd floor... Hey, Xiao Wu, hello? Can you hear me? Hey..."
When the pale beam of light came on, Hua Jiqiu first breathed a sigh of relief: "I knew there would be a call! How is this light... Oh, it's probably an emergency light, an emergency light!"
Crowd: …
"Something is wrong. This pavilion obviously has glass windows. Even if the power goes out, it shouldn't be completely dark." A strange female voice sounded.
Everyone was slightly startled, and with the sound of a strange "roller" sound, they saw a woman who was half shorter than ordinary people "drift" over under the pale light...
Wu You almost didn't cry out, thinking that this was already "in the painting", but heard Ke Xun talking to the woman: "You still come in."
The woman smiled: "I came to the museum today to appreciate the New Year pictures. No matter how bad this exhibition hall is, I have to come in and see it."
It turned out to be the lady in the wheelchair who had just entered the museum.
The strange sound just now was the sound of the wheels of the electric wheelchair traveling on the marble floor...
Under the huge psychological pressure before entering the painting, Luo Yu actually burst out with an extraordinarily relaxed sentence - "Your wheelchair is quite fast, and it floated over with a swish..."
"It's fully charged before going out today." The woman in the wheelchair's voice was still relatively calm.
Luo Meng somehow remembered his own somatosensory car, which once became a "divine beast" Xinchun in the painting. Now this wheelchair full of electricity should become something more powerful...
But it turns out that the painting is very unimaginative, what the original thing should be or what, the lady's wheelchair is still a wheelchair...
Luo Meng rubbed his eyes and looked around Kongkuo. It seemed to be a hall. The floor was covered with bright marble floor tiles. The ceiling was very high, and the top was almost invisible.
If you are a confused person who is new to painting, you might think that you are still in the hall of the art museum.
"Did you see those auspicious symbols just now?" Fang Fei asked everyone.
In the process of painting, sometimes there will be some fleeting illusions.
Shao Ling nodded first: "I saw some of them, because they were spinning too fast. They were spinning around us like a spinning top, and I was dizzy after a while."
Zhu Haowen: "I feel that the symbols seem to form a wall of symbols around us, and then gradually blurred, and finally blurred into white light, and everyone came here unconsciously."
"To be exact, a minaret should be formed. Those symbols are the bricks that build the minaret. The base is very large, and the higher it is, the more pointed it is." It was the woman in the wheelchair who spoke.
Everyone looked at the lady in wheelchair for a while. Just now, everyone was worried about the safety of this disabled person after entering the painting, but now they are all a little fortunate - the lady in wheelchair is probably a capable team member.
At this time, the most confused person was Hua Jiqiu. He looked around with his mouth open and his eyes wide open. Before Qin Ci took the initiative to introduce the rules for entering the painting, he suddenly flew not far away: "Li Xiaochun? Li Xiaochun is you. ?! Wake up, wake up, wake up!"
Only then did everyone discover that there was still a person lying on the ground not far away.
Wu You: "Everyone is here."
The lady in the wheelchair didn't ask any further questions, but looked at Ke Xun who was standing not far from her: "Thank you for your kindness just now, but some encounters may be destined and cannot be changed by manpower."
"You, eldest sister, you..." Ke Xun was panicked by a newcomer for the first time.
"My name is Yue Cen." The wheelchair lady reported her name, "Although everything in front of me may seem absurd, I don't think it's a dream, nor is it a special game arranged by the art museum. If I'm not mistaken , you should all know what's going on."
Wei Dong pointed at Qin Ci: "We have a special commentator here, Dr. Qin, let him introduce you to him."
"No need for now. After the two newcomers come over, the three of us will listen together." The wheelchair lady Yue Cen is very considerate. In an unfamiliar world with unknown circumstances."
"Thank you." Qin Ci was very moved. This was the first time he had met such an understanding newcomer.
Everyone moved closer to Hua Jiqiu, the person lying in the painting was really unusual...
Wei Dongxin said: We can be considered as people who have experienced more than a dozen paintings. Some people go in crying, some people panic, some people go crazy, and some people go in steadily... These people who come in lying on their backs are still looking back.
This is a young guy, wearing a thick down jacket, a U-shaped pillow around his neck, and a woolen hat on his head, lying there with his eyes closed, whether he is in a coma or…
"Li Xiaochun, wake up!" Hua Jiqiu patted the young man, trying to wake him up.
Qin Ci couldn't help but stepped forward, probed the other party's breath with his hand, and rolled his eyelids to observe.
"Brother Qin, is this person okay?" Wei Dong asked.
"It's okay, I just slept a little too hard."
Everyone: "… "
In the end, this young man named Li Xiaochun was finally woken up by everyone. He stretched and lay on the ground a little dazed. He turned to see Hua Jiqiu next to him, and then he woke up completely and hurriedly stood up: " Curator Hua, I'm so sorry. I couldn't find a place to sleep last night, so I found a place behind a large display board in the exhibition hall... Where is this place? Is the exhibition over? What about those New Year's pictures? "
"Xiaochun, didn't you want to go back to your hometown yesterday?" Hua Jiqiu asked.
Everyone: Director Hua, is this the point
Li Xiaochun explained: "I didn't buy a train ticket to go home. The one I rented before has already withdrawn. I had no choice but to find a place to live in our exhibition hall... I was lying in the exhibition hall last night. I couldn't fall asleep, my heart was inexplicably straight... I didn't fall asleep until the early morning..."
When everyone thought that the young man slept in that exhibition hall last night, the exhibition hall was full of New Year pictures, and there was also this New Year picture that everyone entered, and their hearts could not help but feel for him.
"Doctor Qin, you can tell us the reason now." Yue Cen reminded at the right time.