Lu Yuan looked at the scrawled signature on the phone case carefully, and then he felt a little doubtful about life.

He really doesn't understand art, and he knows that he has no qualifications, but he doesn't think that his casual signature is art at all.

If it is truly art, then wouldn’t the violent shocks I experienced in elementary school have been wasted?

But this long-legged ticket-checking girl was extremely excited. If it weren't for the work requirement and she couldn't talk too much, she would definitely be full of praise for Lu Yuan's words, and her expression looked like she wanted to treasure the treasure after she got it.

, even the mobile phone does not have a mobile phone case...

Lu Yuan suddenly realized that coming to the art exhibition this time was a wrong decision.

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

I really just have sloppy handwriting, it’s really not art!

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

The art museum is very lively, and everyone seems to be kind and friendly.

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

Yes.

There are many people dressed like me, and there are also many middle-aged people with disheveled hair and ferocious beards who look very artistic...

Of course, there are also many people in suits and ties.

"Next, what we are about to appreciate is Master Glenn's masterpiece, "Distant Sunrise." Master Glenn was a painting genius in the Middle Ages. He is full of beauty and has a rebellious calmness. Look at the rising sun,

There is a cloud above the rising sun, which symbolizes the unrest and hope of society at that time, and 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. Lu Yuan was attracted by this painting as soon as he saw it.

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

"Damn, it looks good!"

Then what?

No more...

With his level of cheating appreciation, he can only conquer the world with one sentence: F*ck.

but……

The narrator is indeed very powerful.

After Lu Yuan, a person who didn't understand art, was told this by the host, he immediately felt that this painting was very awesome...

Naturally, those onlookers were filled with admiration and expressed their own opinions on how beautiful the painting was...

Lu Yuan nodded.

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

In that case, there should be nothing wrong with your own aesthetics.

"Below, this painting is a representative of abstract painting. When we appreciate this painting, we cannot look at it with ordinary eyes. We must use a deeper aesthetic sense. For example, when we look at this kind of lines..."

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

He was at a loss.

No matter what the narrator said or how he commented, Lu Yuan was still at a loss.

I can't even say that sentence.

This is art.

Yes!

This is art.

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

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

"If you ask me, this painting is much more beautiful than the one just now..."

"right!"

"..."

Lu Yuan was completely messed up in the wind.

His eyes widened, but he found that his sense of aesthetics still hurt.

After he turned his head and looked at everyone's fascination and admiration, he scratched his head.

He felt that he had made the wrong trip.

"Come on, everyone, follow me again... There is another painting, yes, you guessed it right, it is the painting of the famous painter, Old Man Shi Gang, "Wheat Field in Autumn"..." The narrator led everyone to the scene again.

In front of another screen.

Everyone is still obsessed with it and still admires it...

As for Lu Yuan, he was still standing there stupidly. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that he really didn't have any artistic ability.

Then, he sighed and shook his head.

Forget it, this cannot prove my aesthetic sense. At most, it can only prove that I have no artistic talent and am just a complete ordinary person...

Lu Yuan sighed.

"Next, after we have finished appreciating the painting, let's look at a photo again. This photo is a photo of modern contradictions and conflicts, decadence and rebirth... At the same time, this painting also has an exclusive artistic signature... This time we

The exhibition ceremoniously places this photo in the main position..."

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

"..."

The air suddenly became silent.

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

Then, he saw a photo.

"This photo is extremely beautiful and is a snapshot. This photo won first place at the Venice International Photography Exhibition last year... The photo has a very strong charm, and at the same time there is a kind of postmodernism in it.

Style, everything in it is contradictory, but this contradiction is very reasonable..."

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

"..."

"Also, I believe everyone is interested in this signature, right? 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 post-modern rebellion.

One of the font representatives of the style...or rather, he is a pioneer..."

"..."

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

There was a lot of admiration and flattery all around...

His mind went blank.

Yes.

It's blank...

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

He still couldn't understand what the host said.

Yes!

What is happening to this world?

Could it be...

Am I really an artist?
Chapter completed!