Ning Li: "."
Lu Huaiyu got closer and looked at her with a smile: "Huh?"
"What you said makes sense." Ning Li took a step back and said seriously, "So let's talk about it next time when we have a chance."
In the afternoon, Ning Li went to the first attached courtyard.
Mei Yanqing recovered well after the operation, and after a short period of rest, she can be discharged from the hospital.
Ning Li sat by the bed, patiently persuading:
"I heard that you have been losing your temper recently."
Mei Yanqing poked her neck: "Where do I have it!?"
Ning Li glanced at him expressionlessly.
Mei Yanqing suddenly died down, her lips moved, and she muttered softly:
"I just need to speak louder and speak more straightforwardly. I've been here for so many years, and that's not considered abusive. Besides, if they didn't always come to make me angry, would I be able to do that?"
Ning Li said:
"Then you have to learn to adjust and control yourself."
Mei Yanqing felt aggrieved, met her eyes, and swallowed back the words.
".Oh, I'll try my best."
Ning Li nodded, but she didn't really believe it in her heart.
Mei Yanqing had said this too many times, and she always forgot after saying it.
It's a temper that lasts a lifetime, and it can't be changed.
She didn't really expect him to change, she just came to remind him from time to time, and just controlled his emotions a little bit.
Seeing her like this, Mei Yanqing felt that she should quickly change the subject.
He covered his chest with one hand:
"Oh, my wound hurts again. But don't worry, Li, this patience will pass, I'm fine"
Ning Li looked at it lightly.
"Yes, after all, you have cut your stomach, and your heart should be fine."
Mei Yanqing: "."
He silently withdrew his hand.
Yu Pingchuan next to him turned his head with a complicated expression: I really can't see it!
Ning Li nodded again, her expression relaxed.
"It seems that you are indeed recovering well."
They are all trying to fool people.
Mei Yanqing: "."
He winked at Yu Pingchuan: What are you doing in a daze! Come and help!
Yu Pingchuan silently recited "This is my master, I can't just leave him alone" three times before finally speaking:
"By the way, Ali, how is the painting association doing?"
Ning Li knew that the two of them were changing the subject, so she didn't expose it.
She nodded.
"Fortunately, it's not very busy."
Yu Pingchuan heaved a sigh of relief, and Mei Yanqing also laughed.
"That's good, that's good, I know that A Li never makes mistakes in doing things. Thank you for your hard work, A Li—"
Ning Li looked at him, and couldn't tell that he was still trying to be lazy.
"So you'd better get better soon, don't you think?"
Mei Yanqing pressed his fist to his lips:
"Cough! I will try my best, try my best!"
Ning Li nodded:
"Then I'll take it as your agreement. When you get better, go back to the Painting Association first."
Mei Yanqing: "Oh."
The next day was Sunday, Wei Songzhe invited Ning Li to Xijing Academy of Fine Arts to see paintings.
It's not about him.
The Xijing Academy of Fine Arts held a themed art exhibition called "Dream Back", and the selected works were all the works of the graduated students of the Academy of Fine Arts during their school days.
As the top art school in the country, most of the students who come out of Xijing Academy of Fine Arts are naturally extraordinary.
In addition to paintings, the works exhibited in this art exhibition also include sculptures, etc., which attracted many people.
The exhibition lasted for three days. Wei Songzhe thought that Ning Li had no class on Sunday, so he specially invited her to come over.
It was ten o'clock in the morning when Ning Li arrived at Xijing Academy of Fine Arts.
Outside the gate of the exhibition hall, many people have already gathered, and it looks very lively.
But everyone tacitly kept quiet and lined up to enter.
"Sister Li, there are sculptures on the first floor and paintings on the second floor."
Wei Songzhe walked in front of Ning Li and whispered,
"There is a lot of space inside. I heard that among the paintings on display this time, there are also paintings by Teacher Wang Yan."
Ning Li smiled: "Really. It seems that the time span of the selected works is quite long."
Wei Songzhe chuckled.
"I'll have to go and appreciate Wang Yan's works in college later!"
The line quickly reached them, and the two entered inside.
As Wei Songzhe said, the space of this exhibition is indeed very large.
Everyone lined up to come in. There were originally a lot of people, but after entering, they dispersed.
The entire hall still seemed quite empty.
Wei Songzhe asked in a low voice:
"Sister Li, I plan to go to the second floor first, how about you?"
Ning Li felt that the sculptures on the first floor were also quite interesting, so she planned to stay here for a while, and then go up after seeing enough.
Wei Songzhe went upstairs alone.
Ning Li walked slowly and watched alone on the first floor.
Occasionally, someone recognized her and cast various gazes in this direction.
But because it is in the exhibition hall, everyone obeys the rules and is quiet.
Most of them just looked at her, or whispered a few words with their friends, but no one rushed forward to chat.
Ning Li was happy and quiet.
She watched for an hour on the first floor before going up the stairs to the second floor.
The exhibitions on the second floor are all paintings, but they are divided into many small areas.
Ning Li went to the traditional Chinese painting area first.
In comparison, there are more people on the first floor than on the second floor, and on the second floor, there are more people on the side of oil paintings and prints than Chinese paintings.
So in comparison, it's a bit deserted here.
Ning Li watched more casually, watching while walking along the road.
When she came to a small square exhibition hall, she stepped up and turned in.
There are a total of eight Chinese paintings hanging here, all of which are flowers.
She looks from the left hand side, the first picture is a peony.
After that, there are plum blossoms, lotus flowers and so on.
Suddenly, she paused and stopped before the fourth painting.
The red camellias are in full bloom, and the black branches and leaves reveal a bit of rich emerald green.
Hot and cold tones complement each other, blending with vigorous vitality.
The red color of the petals gradually becomes intense and ostentatious.
Looking at this painting, Ning Li's first feeling was: excitement and joy.
There are very few paintings that make her feel this way.
I don't know if it's because the petals are layered and stretched, or because the color is strong and bright.
All in all, it's a very subtle feeling.
With just one glance, it seems that one can clearly perceive the joyful mood of the painter when he was painting this painting.
Ning Li stared at it for a while.
There were footsteps coming, but she didn't pay attention.
Until a clear voice came from behind.
"You like this painting very much?"
Ning Li was taken aback, and looked back.
It was Shen Zhijin who came.
"Teacher Shen?"
She was a little surprised, she didn't expect to see Shen Zhijin here.
His personality doesn't look like someone who would come to this kind of place.
Shen Zhijin's eyes fell on the painting behind her, and Junxiu's clear eyebrows and eyes were slightly dizzy.
She recovered and nodded.
"I really like it."
She sized Shen Zhijin's eyes, and asked tentatively:
"You like this painting too?"
Shen Zhijin nodded his jaw, paused for a moment, and said:
"This is my wife's painting."
Ning Li opened her eyes slightly, turned her head to look, and she saw the introduction of the painter next to her.
"Camellia"
—Gu Tingyin.
(end of this chapter)