I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

The next morning.

clear.

Lu Yuan, wrapped in star equipment, stepped off the plane alone and walked towards the Central Art Museum next to Yanjing University.

Lu Yuan found out that there is an extraordinary Chinese and foreign art exhibition here today, and there will be a Porsche auto show next door tomorrow.

What is the impression of the auto show?

Luxury cars are everywhere, people come and go, and many photographers...

What else?

In addition to this, there are a bunch of car models with good figures and beautiful faces.

Model car?

Correct!

That's right!

Lu Yuan didn't mean anything else. He just came to see the car model. His purpose is simple and pure.

He wanted to verify whether his own aesthetics was wrong, so the two-pronged approach to the exhibition and auto show...

Although it was a bit biased, Lu Yuan found that he couldn't seem to find another way.

Art exhibitions have always been places for highly compelling people to visit.

Lu Yuan has never been a high-spirited person.

If he still knows piano and guitar, then he has a complete slur on painting and photography.

He doesn't understand this stuff.

However, both photography exhibitions and painting exhibitions have one thing in common, that is, humans’ desire for beauty. Basically, people who can go to such places have a certain aesthetic sense, and aesthetics is not a problem.

Lu Yuan doesn't understand?

It doesn't matter if you don't understand, in short, the crowded places must be beautiful. The public's aesthetics is at least normal. If you don't think it is beautiful, then you can basically be sure that your aesthetics is wrong.

seem……

This method of proof is somewhat biased.

Even Lu Yuan felt a bit biased.

However, he couldn't find any other way to prove it for a while, and he hadn't been to any art exhibition since Ladu, so let's go for this holiday...

The Central Museum of Art is very lively.

Lu Yuan looked at the coolly dressed yingying birds outside the art museum, slightly feeling that the weather seemed a bit hot.

He looked from the bottom up...

Ok……

This figure is good, that one is good...

Lu Yuan found it attractive when he looked at his figure, but when he looked at his face, Lu Yuan suddenly found that this attraction was slowly losing.

He couldn't tell whether it was beautiful or not.

This feeling is the same as when Lu Yuan watched college campus flowers for several hours last night, house goddess, internet celebrities...

These people left Lu Yuan at a loss.

Are these people beautiful?

For some reason, Lu Yuan felt more and more frightened, and the more he watched, the more he felt he was finished.

These people were exactly the same in Lu Yuan's eyes, and he had no idea how beautiful these people were.

Special, is there something wrong with my sexual orientation?

Lu Yuan had such a shocking thought for no apparent reason!

After Lu Yuan doubted himself, he opened up many pictures of male gods and turned over the pictures of so-called "macho"...

then……

He was so sick of himself that he almost vomited.

He was relieved.

Your sexual orientation is normal!

At least after thinking about something that shouldn't be in his mind, he feels disgusting, and the whole person is creepy.

At least he has no problems in this area.

If it’s not homosexual, it’s a good solution. At most, there is a problem with aesthetics.

So Lu Yuan told Wu Tingting to go to Yanjing. Wu Tingting originally wanted to go with Lu Yuan, but Lu Yuan said that she had no problems at all by herself and refused to let anyone go with her.

Wu Tingting looked a little strange after seeing Lu Yuan's mysterious expression.

What is Mr. Lu doing in Yanjing?

Is it to discuss business?

and many more! It seems that Mr. Lu’s game company has not moved in Yanjing. It seems that Lu always goes to the game company...

Of course, no matter what Wu Tingting thinks, it is impossible for Lu Yuan to go to Yanjing to prove whether there is a problem.

In fact, many people are normal in many cases.

However, when a little thing that no one cares about happened, that person suddenly began to wonder, it became more and more wrong.

then……

This little thing continues to sprout in your heart like a seed, making you feel more and more inexplicable.

It's the same as being scared out of illness if you didn't get sick.

This is a mental cycle.

Lu Ergouzi, who has always been very free and easy, has finally fallen into this kind of cheating mental cycle.

So Lu Yuan had a nightmare where people all over the world suddenly became a face...

Sleeplessness after waking up.

In any case, he wanted to prove whether there was a real problem with his aesthetics.

And the source of all these is a pair of glasses.

Old-fashioned black framed glasses are forced.

Is there anything more nonsense than this?

………………………………

"Sir... please show your credentials..."

"Oh... here..."

"Ah, you are... Lu..."

"Shhh."

"Oh, well, sir, please come with me... This is the VIP position, by the way, should I help you find a bodyguard to follow..."

"Don't, don't do this, I want to be like ordinary people, I don't want to be noticeable."

"Oh, this..."

"what?"

"Can you sign me? I like you so much..."

"I don't have pen and paper..."

"I have, you wait here, don't go, wait for me here..."

"Well, yes..."

"This... where to sign?"

"Sign my phone..."

"it is good."

"Wow... your artistic characters are really unique, and they are as valuable as what is said on the Internet! Your artistic style is too strong... it has a post-modern rebellious revival style!"

"???"

The postmodern rebellious revival style?

WordArt?

Art style?

What am I?

Lu Yuan looked at the scribbled signature on the phone case seriously, and then he was a little skeptical about life.

He really doesn't understand art, and he knows he has nothing to force, but he doesn't think that the handwritten characters he signs are art.

If it is really art, isn't it a waste of the violent thrills that I had endured in elementary school?

But this long-legged ticket-checking girl was extremely excited. If it wasn't for the job requirement that she couldn't talk more, she would definitely praise Lu Yuan's words, and her expression was completely like a treasure to be treasured. , Even the phone doesn’t have a phone case...

Lu Yuan suddenly realized that he had made a wrong decision to come to the art exhibition.

If everyone's aesthetics is the same as this girl, then I would rather have a wrong aesthetic.

I'm really just scribbling, it's really not art!

Lu Yuan shook his head speechlessly, but finally decided to walk into the art gallery.

The art museum is very lively and looks like a mountain of people and kindness.

Lu Yuan originally thought that his dress would be unusual here. After all, he was wearing a mask, black-rimmed glasses and hat, and a standard three-piece celebrity suit, but when he actually entered it, he realized that he was ordinary.

Yes.

There are not many people who dress up like themselves, and there are also many middle-aged people with disheveled hair and grim beards that look very artistic...

Of course, there are not many people in suits and shoes.

"Next, what we are about to admire is the masterpiece of Master Glenn. "Remote Sunrise" is a painting genius in the Middle Ages. Master Glenn is full of beauty and rebellious tranquility. Look at this sunrise, There is a cloud above the morning sun, which symbolizes the unrest and hope of society at that time. At the same time..."

Lu Yuan followed the flow of people into a venue, and then he saw a commentator with a microphone explaining the painting on the wall.

Lu Yuan looked up at the painting.

This painting is indeed very beautiful, and Lu Yuan was fascinated by it when he saw it.

If you really want to evaluate, Lu Yuan only has four words!

"Fuck, good-looking!"

and then?

Gone……

With his level of cheating appreciation, he can only use one sentence to beat the world.

but……

The strength of the narrator is indeed very strong.

After a person like Lu Yuan who didn't understand art was said by the host, he suddenly felt that this painting is very powerful...

And those onlookers naturally admired again and again, all expressing their opinions and describing their beautiful painting...

Lu Yuan nodded.

It seems that I am the same as everyone else, this painting is indeed very beautiful.

So, there should be nothing wrong with my own aesthetics.

"Below, this painting is a representative of abstract painting. When we appreciate this painting, we can't look at it with ordinary eyes. We have to use a deeper aesthetic, such as when we look at this line..."

Lu Yuan looked at another abstract painting on the wall...

He was at a loss.

No matter what the narrator said, how to comment Lu Yuan is still at a loss.

He couldn't even say that sentence.

This is art.

Yes!

This is art.

"Wow... this painting is really beautiful!"

"Yes, it's very artistic. Look at the lines and the triangular frame structure..."

"If you want me to say it, this painting is much more beautiful than the one just now..."

"Correct!"

"..."

Lu Yuan was completely messed up in the wind.

His eyes were wide, but he found that his aesthetics still hurt.

After turning his head to look at everyone's obsession and admiration, he scratched his head.

He felt that he had come to the wrong trip.

"Come on, everyone come with me again... There is another painting, yes, you guessed it, it is the painting of the famous painter, the old man Shi Gang, "The Wheat Field in Autumn"..." The narrator led the crowd again In front of another picture.

Everyone is still obsessed, still admiring...

As for Lu Yuan still standing stupidly in place, the more I look at it, the more I feel that he does not have any artistic cells.

Then, he sighed and shook his head.

Forget it, here is not proof of my aesthetics, at most it can only prove that I have no artistic talent, just an ordinary person through and through...

Lu Yuan sighed.

"Next, after we have finished admiring the painting, let's enjoy another photo. This photo is a photo of modern contradictions and conflicts, decadence and new life... At the same time, there is an exclusive artistic signature in this painting... The exhibition grandly placed this photo in the main position..."

"Yes! You guessed it right, this is the work of world-renowned photographer Daniel and international piano artist Lu Yuan..."The Cigar Smoking Man"!"

"..."

The air suddenly became silent.

Lu Yuan, who was about to leave, looked up blankly.

Then he saw a picture.

"This photo is very beautiful and it is a snap shot. At last year's photo exhibition, this photo won the first place in the Venice International Photography Exhibition... The photo has a very strong flavor, and there is a kind of postmodernism in it. Style, everything in it has contradictions, but this contradiction is very reasonable..."

"Some people are born with artistic temperament. No one can deny this. First of all, we start with this cigar..."

"..."

"Also, I believe everyone is interested in this signature? Yes! This is Lu Yuan's autograph, a signature font recognized by major international photographers. I believe everyone knows this font... Yes, it is also a postmodern rebellion. One of the font representatives of the style...or rather, he was a pioneer..."

"..."

Lu Yuan looked at the commentator and explained the photo very excitedly...

A large area around was filled with admiration and flattery...

There was a blank in his mind.

Yes.

Is blank...

Then, when the host introduced his signature in a very deep sentence, his expression was very wonderful.

He still couldn't understand the host.

Yes!

What is going on in this world?

Could it be...

Am I really an artist?