I can see the accuracy

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

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

"In fact, it doesn't matter. I still like this painting," Song Yuchen said comfortingly from the side.

"I'm sorry, Yu Chen, I was careless this time. Next time, next time I will get you a real one." Zheng Wenbing promised.

Song Yuchen smiled softly: "It doesn't matter, what I like is painting, not authentic. It's fine, but there is no need to demand it."

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

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

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

No special decoration.

There are only white walls and bright lights.

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

In front of the black cloth, there is also an incense case, with sandalwood smoky, and the fragrance curls.

Professor Lin explained: “Many times, I would sit and meditate here. The more I grow older, the more I have a new perspective on traditional things.”

"In what way?" Song Yuchen asked curiously.

Professor Lin smiled without answering, only pulled a rope against the wall and saw the black cloth gathered up.

After that, a two-foot-square scroll was revealed.

This painting is mottled and old, quite fragmented, and very old.

Write "White Crane Longevity Picture" in five big characters.The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, in the official style.

It’s just that the Baihe Changshengtu didn’t see the Baihe.

Only a simple ink mark outlines a simple linear graffiti.

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

"Look first." Professor Lin motioned.

Zheng Wenbing was in an impetuous mood. Seeing this did not look like a painting at all, he laughed and asked, "Professor Lin, is this really an ancient painting?"

Professor Lin smiled slightly and asked without answering, "Wen Bing, what do you see?"

"What can I see? White cranes of longevity, there is no white crane. Although I am studying oil painting, I really can't appreciate this kind of Chinese style." Zheng Wenbing said.

Professor Lin nodded slightly and then asked Song Yuchen: "Does Yuchen see anything?"

But I saw Song Yuchen staring at the painting for a long time before saying: "I... don't seem to see anything, but this painting feels a bit strange to me."

"Oh? What's weird?"

"Although this "White Crane Longevity Picture" does not see the white cranes, it will give people the feeling that there are white cranes or even a group of cranes. But when you look carefully, there is still nothing. This painting is really true. It's a little weird." Song Yuchen said.

Professor Lin pondered for a while and nodded slightly: "Yu Chen is indeed a painter."

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

Professor Lin said with a smile: "Mystery cannot be called. It's just that there are many schools of paintings throughout the ages. Similar to this, it may be an unknown mystical school. Unfortunately, there are not many similar works left, and I am afraid that it would have been destroyed in the long history ."

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

"Wen Bing, you are very honest, but it is not surprising that you are studying Western painting. The field of expertise is not here, and it is normal not to see it. From another angle, if you let Yuchen appreciate the impressionist paintings I'm afraid I can't see the charm. This is called each has its own strengths." Professor Lin said with a smile.

...

At 5:30 in the afternoon, high school begins to end.

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

Chen Jing doesn't really like such occasions, but since he agreed, he won't miss the appointment.

Today's Lu Yanyan is dressed very beautifully, and the hearts of the people are arching, becoming the center of focus.

She doesn't feel any tension at all on such occasions, but she is familiar with everything.

Probably this is also the inertial difference between the rich second generation and the general second generation.

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

And if you change to an average person, I'm afraid there won't be a few times in a lifetime.

Many students are envious and feel inferior in such occasions.

It pales in comparison, no matter how you want to deny it, in fact there will still be some influence.

However, Chen Jing does not have such inferiority.

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 values ​​money and he can see the accuracy rate, he can catch the welfare lottery ticket and buy one installment.Or make a big bet, breaking 100 million at a time.

Anyway, winning a lottery is a legitimate income. Even if someone finds it out, it will say you are lucky at best.

But he had never thought about it this way.

Because he is also afraid that these things that are too easy to get will make himself lost and sink, losing his original self.

"Today is also covered in the light of Yanyan, 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.

It may be that he lost 4,000 yuan to Chen Jing yesterday, and he still bears it.

Therefore, when he caught the opportunity, he was like a Teddy, ready to come and poke twice.Hit others and be happy with yourself.

"Does deputy squad leader Jiang come often?" Chen Jing replied.

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

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

"Chen Jing, deputy squad leader, let's have a drink too. For today's birthday, my dad said I can drink a little bit from today." Lu Yanyan said with a big smile on her face.

Chen Jing smiled too, starting today?

Drink some appropriately?

But in the past winter and summer vacation class gatherings, you belonged to Lu Yanyan who drank fiercely.

"Come on, this is a good wine, Chen Jing, you guess it's hard to drink normally." Jiang Wenxuan also picked up a glass of wine from the side.

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

"Haha, that's because you don't know wine. Do you know how expensive this wine is?" Jiang Wenxuan chuckled.

"Jiang Wenxuan, why are you always stinging?" Lu Yanyan pouted and suddenly said to him.

Jiang Wenxuan said haha, "It's just the truth."

Chen Jing also chuckled, just sniffed, and then closed his eyes slightly and said, "I can't say good wine, but in China, it's not bad."

"Hehe. Come on, stop talking to yourself, do you know what kind of wine is you? Have you ever drunk you?"

Jiang Wenxuan chuckled, pretending to be forced when he said he didn't understand anything. You are good at doing test papers, but are you good at wine?