Open the Journal: I Drove a Helicopter

In the morning, the two went downstairs together after washing up.

Jiang Xuan was already waiting below.

After breakfast, they went to the Shanghai Art Museum together.

At 10:30 in the morning, a Lamborghini Rolls Royce slowly parked in the parking lot of the Shanghai Art Museum.

Both Lin Chen and Jiang Xuan were dressed in simple casual clothes, while Jiang Li wore jeans and a thin white cotton coat on her upper body, which complemented her red lips, white teeth, and delicate skin.

There are several art galleries in Shanghai, and the one they visited is the largest.

Covering an area of ​​more than one hundred acres, there are more than a dozen large exhibition halls alone.

A few of them came to participate in the art exhibition, which was held by the Shanghai Painting and Calligraphy Association in Hall 6.

After buying three tickets, they entered Hall No. 6.

A lot of people came to this art exhibition.

Most of the works displayed on the walls are works by members of the Shanghai Painting and Calligraphy Association, and there are also a few master-level works among them.

However, after a few glances, Lin Chen lost interest.

The paintings drawn by the members of the Shanghai Painting and Calligraphy Association are just like that.

Nothing fancy.

On the contrary, Jiang Xuan was interested.

Drag Jiang Li to look here for a while, and look there for a while.

Lin Chen felt a little bored, and even yawned several times.

Suddenly, Jiang Xuan's eyes lit up when he saw a certain work.

Several people came to a picture of a shepherd boy herding cattle.

"This is a good picture. The shepherd boy holds the whip and looks back, with a naive attitude, which is in stark contrast to the image of the old cow. In this painting, the warm and peaceful atmosphere of life blows over us. It is really a masterpiece!" Jiang Xuan commented in a straight-forward manner.

"At the beginning, someone wanted to spend more than 100,000 yuan to buy this painting, but my teacher was not willing to sell it. I didn't expect to see this painting in this exhibition." Jiang Xuan sighed,

"Sister, what do you think?"

Jiang Li also took a closer look.

"It's pretty good, better than yours."

"Of course it's better than my drawing. This is the work of our teacher from the Academy of Fine Arts." Jiang Xuan said.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Lin Chen again: "Brother-in-law, what do you think?"

Lin Chen glanced lightly: "It's okay."

Jiang Xuan was stunned for a moment: "No way, brother-in-law, you actually said that the works of our teacher in the Academy of Fine Arts are okay?"

"You said the painting I drew yesterday was pretty good, but in your eyes, my teacher's work is not as good as mine?"

It seems that he really doesn't know how to draw.

Lin Chen glanced at him and said nothing.

Silly boy, I was afraid of hurting you yesterday.

Seriously?

"Okay, brother-in-law, don't be perfunctory, take a good look?"

Lin Chen shook his head: "I didn't perfunctory, it was your teacher who was perfunctory."

Jiang Xuan was stunned: "My teacher is perfunctory? This is impossible."

Lin Chen rested his chin with one hand: "Do you want to listen to the truth or lies?"

"Of course it's the truth." Jiang Xuan said without hesitation.

Could it be that he still wants to hear lies?

Lin Chen said bluntly: "This painting has no common sense, it's bad. If it's not perfunctory, it's because this person has a little common sense."

Hearing Lin Chen's words, Jiang Xuan was stunned.

He thought he had heard wrong.

The paintings drawn by the members of the Painting and Calligraphy Association have no common sense, are they bad?

how can that be!

If it's really bad, how could it be possible to get into the Painting and Calligraphy Association?

What's more, there are still people who want to spend a lot of money to buy this painting.

The corner of Jiang Xuan's mouth twitched slightly: "Brother-in-law, are you kidding me?"

Even Jiang Li was a little surprised.

But after thinking about the painting that Lin Chen drew yesterday, she felt that Lin Chen was also qualified to make such comments.

Lin Chen said calmly, "I'm not joking with you, I'm telling the truth."

"No, brother-in-law, do you know that this was drawn by members of the Shanghai Painting and Calligraphy Association, why do you make such comments?" Jiang Xuan's face was not very good.

"It's useless to say, isn't that too much?"

Jiang Li on the side said coldly: "You are wrong, he is really qualified to make such a comment."

Jiang Xuan "cut": "You can pull it down, your filter for brother-in-law is already so thick that it is blurred."

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Lin Chen again: "Then tell me, what kind of unreasonable method is it? What kind of bad method?"

Lin Chen pointed to the maple tree next to the old cow in the painting: "Look at the color of the maple leaves, what season is it?"

"The maple leaves are turning yellow, it's autumn!"

"To be more precise, early autumn or late autumn?"

"Late autumn."

Immediately afterwards, Lin Chen asked again: "Then take a look again, what season's clothes is this shepherd boy wearing?"

Jiang Xuan took a closer look and was immediately speechless.

I saw that the shepherd boy was wearing summer short sleeves.

"Then take a look, how is the weather here?"

"No sun and no rain, cloudy?"

"Then why did he wear a bamboo hat? It's too redundant to force it in."

Jiang Xuan was speechless again.

He has nothing to say.

Also a little ashamed.

These common-sense mistakes, he, a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, didn't even notice

Do not

It's just that he, everyone here, doesn't seem to notice.

Lin Chen's observation skills are really amazing!

"Brother-in-law, do you know how to draw?" Jiang Xuan asked cautiously.

Lin Chen used his painting tools yesterday, he really thought Lin Chen was just playing around.

But now, he doesn't think so.

Lin Chen really has two brushes.

Lin Chen smiled lightly: "I understand a little bit."

Jiang Xuan felt that Lin Chen was definitely being modest.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and brought Lin Chen and Jiang Li to another painting.

"Brother-in-law, what do you think of this picture?"

Lin Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

"Are you sure you still want to listen to the truth?"

"En." Jiang Xuan nodded solemnly.

"This painting is so bad, I can draw better than him with my feet."

"How did this kind of painting get placed here?"

Just as Lin Chen was talking, Jiang Li beside him suddenly pushed his arm lightly.

"This painting belongs to Jiang Xuan."

Lin Chen subconsciously looked at the small sign under the painting.

The words "Jiang Xuan, a student of the Shanghai Academy of Fine Arts" were impressively written on it.

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

How embarrassing?