I Can See Probability

Zheng Wenbing was in a bad mood. It was worse before coming here, and worse after listening to Professor Lin's appraisal results.

The painting was thrown on the table, and he didn't even want to take it.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. I still like this painting," Song Yuchen said comfortingly.

"I'm sorry, Yuchen, I was careless this time. Next time, I will definitely get you an authentic work." Zheng Wenbing assured.

Song Yuchen smiled softly: "It doesn't matter, what I like is paintings, not genuine works. Authentic works are fine, but there is no need to force them."

Professor Lin nodded and said with a soft smile: "Yes, Yuchen has a good mentality, and she is the one who really likes painting. Speaking of which, I recently got an ancient painting, Yuchen. Are you interested in taking a look?"

"Ah? Good!" Song Yuchen was of course interested in paintings.

Professor Lin opened the door of an inner room. After the door was opened, it was very empty inside.

There is no special decoration.

Only white walls, bright lights.

On the innermost wall, there was a black cloth hanging.

In front of the black cloth, there is also an incense table, on which is smoked sandalwood, and the fragrance is delicate.

Professor Lin explained: "Many times, I will sit and meditate here. The more I get older, the more I have a new perspective on traditional things."

"Which aspect?" Song Yuchen asked curiously.

Professor Lin smiled and didn't answer. He just pulled a rope by the wall and saw the black cloth gathered up.

Afterwards, a two-foot-square scroll was revealed.

This painting is mottled and ancient, with a lot of fragments and traces of time.

On it was written "the picture of the longevity of the white crane" in five large characters. The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, written in an official style.

It's just that the blame lies in the picture of Baihe's longevity, but he didn't see Baihe.

There is only a simple ink blot, which outlines a simple linear graffiti.

At first glance, it looks like a "Zhi".

"Let's take a look first." Professor Lin indicated.

Zheng Wenbing was in a fickle mood at first, but when he saw this painting that didn't look like a painting at all, he laughed and asked, "Professor Lin, is this really an ancient painting?"

Professor Lin smiled slightly, and asked, "Wen Bing, what did you see?"

"What does this show? The picture of the longevity of the white crane. There is no white crane. Although I studied oil painting, I really can't appreciate this kind of Chinese style." Zheng Wenbing said.

Professor Lin nodded slightly and turned to Song Yuchen, "Did Yuchen see anything?"

But he saw Song Yuchen looking at the painting and staring for a while before he said, "I... don't seem to see anything, but this painting makes me feel a little strange."

"Oh? What's so strange?"

"Although there is no white crane in this 'Picture of Longevity of the White Crane', it will give people the feeling of a white crane, or even a group of cranes. But when you look closely, there is still nothing. This painting is really It's a little weird." Song Yuchen said.

Professor Lin pondered for a while, then nodded slightly: "Yu Chen is indeed a person who loves painting."

"Professor Lin, is there any mystery in this painting?" Zheng Wenbing didn't see anything anyway.

Professor Lin smiled and said, "Mystery can't be called, it's just that there are many schools of painting from ancient times to the present. Like this, it may be an unknown and mysterious school of painting. Unfortunately, there are not many similar works. ."

"But I really didn't see anything." Zheng Wenbing said.

"Wen Bing, you're quite honest, but it's not surprising, you're studying Western painting. Your field of expertise is not here, so it's normal to not see it. From another angle, if Yuchen is allowed to appreciate Impressionist paintings , I'm afraid I can't see the charm. This is called each has their own strengths." Professor Lin said with a smile.

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At 5:30 in the afternoon, the high school began to dismiss.

Today, all the members of the second class of the science department were invited, and they all boarded the shuttle bus to go to the Phoenix Building, the largest entertainment hotel in Mingyang City.

Chen Jing actually didn't like such occasions, but since he agreed, he would not miss the appointment.

Today's Lu Yanyan is dressed up beautifully, and her heart is like the moon, and she has become the center of the focal length.

For such an occasion, she didn't feel any nervousness at all, instead, she was very familiar with lifting weights.

Probably this is also the inertia difference between the rich second generation and the ordinary second generation.

For people like Lu Yanyan, such occasions happen almost every year.

As for ordinary people, I'm afraid it won't happen a few times in a lifetime.

On such occasions, many classmates are both envious and inferior.

In comparison, no matter how much you want to deny it, in fact it will still have some influence.

However, Chen Jing did not have such inferiority complex.

Because he is now a rich man.

However, even in the past, he would not. Because he really doesn't pay much attention to money.

If he pays attention to money, since he can see the accuracy rate, he can catch the welfare lottery and buy a lottery. Or make a heavy bet and break 100 million at a time.

Anyway, winning the lottery is legitimate income. Even if someone finds out, you can at most say that you are lucky.

But he never thought of it that way.

Because he is also afraid of these things that are too easy to get, so that he will lose himself and lose his original self.

"Today is also in Yanyan's light. Come to such a high-end place to enjoy. Have you never been here before?"

While Chen Jing was eating, the annoying deputy monitor Jiang Wenxuan came again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Maybe he lost 4,000 yuan to Chen Jing yesterday, and he is still brooding about it. .

So, when he got the chance, he was like a Teddy, ready to come and poke twice. Beat others, please yourself.

"Does the deputy monitor Jiang come often?" Chen Jing replied.

"That's natural, but this kind of place is average, it's nothing." Jiang Wenxuan looked superior.

After a while, Lu Yanyan suddenly came here, holding up the red and orange wine glass.

"Chen Jing, deputy squad leader, let's have a drink too. It's my birthday today. Dad said that I can drink a little from today." Lu Yanyan said with a bright smile on her face.

Chen Jing also smiled when he heard it, starting today?

A proper drink?

But in the past, at the class gatherings during the winter and summer vacations, it was you, Lu Yanyan, who drank fiercely.

"Come on, this is a good wine. Chen Jing, you probably won't drink it normally." Jiang Wenxuan also picked up a glass of wine from the side.

Chen Jing also brought a glass, "Actually, I don't like red wine very much."

"Haha, that means you don't understand wine, do you know how expensive this wine is?" Jiang Wenxuan chuckled.

"Jiang Wenxuan, why do you always talk in a thorny way?" Lu Yanyan pouted and suddenly said something to him.

Jiang Wenxuan laughed, "It's just the truth."

Chen Jing also chuckled lightly, only sniffed lightly, and then said with his eyes closed: "It's not really good to say that wine is good. But in China, it's not bad."

"Haha. Come on, stop talking to yourself. Do you know what kind of wine this is? Have you ever drunk it?"

Jiang Wenxuan grinned, pretending he didn't understand anything in his heart. You are very good at taking the test paper, but are you also good at wine?

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