Chapter 642

Ning Li

Lu Huai got closer to her and looked at her with a smile

"You have a point." Ning Li stepped back and said seriously, "so let's talk about it next time we have a chance."

......

In the afternoon, Ning Li went to an affiliated hospital.

Mei Yanqing recovered well after the operation. After a short period of time, she can be discharged.

Ning Li sits beside the bed, patiently persuading:

"I've heard that you've been losing your temper recently."

Mei Yanqing choked her neck: "where can I have it?"

Ning Li gave him a blank look.

Mei Yanqing suddenly stopped, her lips moved and murmured:

"I... I just speak louder and straightforwardly. I've been here for so many years. That's not a curse... Besides, if they didn't always make me angry, could I?"

Ning Li Road:

"Then you have to learn to adjust and control yourself."

Mei Yanqing held her back, met her eyes and swallowed her words.

"... Oh, I'll try."

Ning Li nodded, but he didn't believe it.

Mei Yanqing has said this too many times. He always forgets it after saying it.

I can't change this temper all my life.

She didn't really expect him to change either. She just came to remind her from time to time and controlled her mood a little.

Mei Yanqing thought that she should change the topic as soon as possible.

He covered his chest with one hand

"Oh, my wound hurts again... But don't worry, a Li. I'll be fine."

Ning Li looks at lightly.

"Yes, after all, you cut your stomach. Your heart should be OK."

Mei Yanqing

He withdrew his hand in silence.

Next to Yu Pingchuan, he turned his head in a complicated way: he really didn't see it!

Ning Li nodded again, looking a little relaxed.

"It seems that you are really recovering well."

I have a mind to fool people.

Mei Yanqing

He winked at Yu Pingchuan: what are you doing! Don't come here to help!

Yu Pingchuan said in his mind three times, "this is my master. You can't wait to see the dead for help."

"By the way, a Li, what's up with the painting association?"

Ning Li knew that they were changing the topic, but he didn't expose it.

She nodded.

"Well, not very busy."

Yu Pingchuan was relieved, and Mei Yanqing laughed.

"That's good. That's good. I know that a Li never makes mistakes. It's hard work, ah Li. "

Ning Li looks at him, where can't see him, this still wants to be lazy.

"So you'd better get better soon, don't you?"

Mei Yanqing's fists against his lips:

"Cough! I'll try, try! "

Ning Li nodded

"Then I'll take it as your promise. I'll wait for you to get well. Let's go back to the painting association first. "

Mei Yanqing: "Oh."

......

The next day was Sunday. Wei songzhe asked Ning Li to go to Xijing Academy of fine arts.

It's not about him.

Xijing Academy of fine arts held a theme art exhibition called "dream back". The selected works are the works of the graduates of the Academy.

As the top art academy in China, most of the students from Xijing Academy of fine arts are extraordinary.

In addition to painting, the works on display in this art exhibition, including sculptures, have attracted many people.

The exhibition lasted for three days. Wei songzhe thought Ning Li had no class on Sunday, so he invited her to the exhibition.

When Ning Li arrived at Xijing Academy of fine arts, it was ten o'clock in the morning.

A lot of people have gathered outside the gate of the exhibition hall. It looks very lively.

But we all tacit understanding to keep quiet, line up to enter.

"Sister Li, the first floor is sculpture, the second floor is painting."

Wei songzhe walked in front of Ning Li and whispered,

"There's a lot of space inside. It's said that in the paintings on display this time, there are also Mr. Wang Yan's paintings. "

Ning Li smiles: "really. It seems that the time span of the selected works is quite large. "

Wei songzhe smiles.

"I'll go and enjoy Mr. Wang Yan's works in college later!"

The line soon reached them, and the two entered.

.......

As Wei songzhe said, the exhibition space is really large.

Everyone lined up to come in. Originally, there were a lot of people, but after they came in, they scattered.

The hall is still quite empty.

Wei songzhe asked in a low voice

"Sister Li, I plan to go to the second floor first. How about you?"

Ning Li thinks that the sculpture on the first floor is also very interesting, so he plans to stay here for a while and go up after seeing enough.

Wei songzhe went upstairs alone.

Ning Li is walking slowly on the first floor alone.

Occasionally someone recognized her and cast all kinds of eyes to this side.

However, because it was in the exhibition hall, we all followed the rules and were quiet.

Most of them just look at her or talk with friends in a low voice, but no one rashly comes forward to talk.

Ning Li is happy and quiet.

She watched for an hour on the first floor and then went up the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor is full of paintings, but divided into many small areas.

Ning Li went to the traditional Chinese painting District first.

Comparatively speaking, there are more people on the first floor than on the second floor. On the second floor, there are more people on the side of oil painting and engraving than on the side of traditional Chinese painting.

So comparatively speaking, it's a bit cold here.

Ning Li is more casual to see, walking along the roadside to see.

When she came to a small square exhibition hall, she stepped up and turned in.

A total of eight traditional Chinese paintings are hung here, with the theme of flowers.

From her left, the first one is peony.

After that, there are plum blossom, lotus and so on.

All of a sudden, she stopped before the fourth painting.

The red camellia flowers are in full bloom, and the dark branches and leaves are indistinctly green.

The colors of heat and cold set off against each other, and the halo dye a vigorous vitality.

Petals of red from shallow to deep, gradually become strong and open.

Ning Li looked at the painting, the first feeling was: lively and happy.

There are few paintings that make her feel like this.

I don't know if it's because the petals are stacked and stretched, or because the color is strong and bright.

All in all, it's a very subtle feeling.

As long as a glance, it seems to be able to clearly perceive the painter's joy in painting this painting.

Ning Li stares at her for a long time.

She didn't mind the sound of footsteps.

Until a clear voice came from behind.

"Do you like this painting very much?"

Ning Li was stunned and looked back.

It was Shen Zhijin.

"Mr. Shen?"

She was a little surprised. She didn't expect to see Shen Zhijin here.

His character is not like people who will come to such places

Shen Zhijin's eyes fell on the painting behind her, and her beautiful and clear eyebrows were fainting and a little gentle.

She came back and nodded.

"I really like it."

She looked at Shen Zhijin and asked tentatively:

"You... Like this painting, too?"

Shen Zhijin gently lowered his chin, stopped for a moment and said:

"This is my wife's painting."

Ning Li opened her eyes slightly and turned to see the painter.

Camellia

——Gu Tingyin.