Chapter 73 Art Town (3) Destined
Tan Yue visited the wax figure museum, paper-cutting art museum, and saw various collections of classical styles, which greatly inspired his creative inspiration.
However, he did not forget the serious business of his visit to the art town: "What method do you want to take to increase the flow of people? Do you want to promote consumption or attract traffic?"
Tan Yue said: "Because I don't know much about the art town, I don't know the specific living standards of the residents and the location of the town."
It is important to adapt to local conditions, and not to blindly copy what you have learned. Otherwise, it is very likely that the plan will not adapt to the local conditions during implementation, leading to the failure of the plan and a waste of money, manpower and material resources.
Tan Yue felt that young people like Guan Shan were rare. They were good people who always cared about the town. He could not act irresponsibly and must work hard to satisfy Guan Shan and ensure that the residents of the art town could get a good result.
Guan Shan pursed his lips and smiled: "In fact, our art town is not short of money. You have seen our houses. Everyone has a place to live."
Tan Yue asked curiously: "If that's the case, then what does the Art Town want to do by inviting us?"
He was originally just the host of "Towards Science" and a new host at that. It's not that he is belittling himself, he just feels that objectively speaking, it is unreasonable for Guan Shan to invite him. After all, he is not a big star and his influence is not that great.
"You know our town is an art town." Guan Shan did not answer directly, but changed the topic to one that sounded unrelated.
Tan Yue nodded: "I know."
Guan Shan then asked: "What do you think is art?"
Tan Yue pondered for a moment: "Everyone has a different definition of art. I personally think that art is a very subjective thing. It is a process of pursuing beauty. It is a form of expression that each creator resorts to other forms based on his or her own aesthetic cognition."
Aesthetics is actually a very personal thing. Everyone’s aesthetics are different. Even the most famous paintings in the world cannot be liked by everyone. However, some styles can suit the tastes of the general public, so they are divided into niche aesthetics and popular aesthetics.
The architectural style of the art town is a relatively niche aesthetic, but he likes this style very much.
"So after walking around with me today, do you think my aesthetic taste is very different from yours?"
Tan Yue thought about the collections he had seen before. He organized his words for a while and answered honestly: "I think you have great taste and soul. You are the type of person I would appreciate and want to explore."
Guanshan gave him a feeling of danger and charm, which gave him a strong desire to explore.
As for aesthetics, this home and his home have completely different styles. He can appreciate this unique beauty, but he would never transform his home into something like this.
"There are no two leaves in the world that are exactly the same, so there is no need to pursue completely similar aesthetics." Tan Yue said, "I think they are beautiful in my definition, a very unique style of beauty."
"You just talked about architecture and collections, but what do you think of me?"
The young mayor suddenly came closer, and his face suddenly enlarged in front of Tan Yue's eyes. It was extremely shocking to him, the impact was comparable to a comet hitting the earth.
Tan Yue couldn't help but stutter: "I think you are the incarnation of the goddess of beauty..."
He asked Guan Shan: "Do you have someone you like? Do you have a lover you are dating? Are you still single in terms of marriage?"
Guan Shan looked into his eyes, the corners of his lips suddenly curved up, and he said with an inexplicable look of ill intent, "Yes."
When Tan Yue heard the news, he felt terrible. He looked like he had suffered a great blow at that moment.
The tender buds that had just sprouted in my heart experienced a force 12 typhoon and red-warning-level rainstorms and hail. The little buds of love were destroyed beyond recognition before they had a chance to thrive.
Even so, Tan Yue's expression changed, and he pursed his lips a little, but he still said unwillingly: "I think that as a human being, we should have morals. At least we should not interfere with other people's feelings and destroy other people's lives. This is the bottom line a person should have in terms of feelings. People can't and shouldn't be so shameless."
He paused and said, "Your presence, to me, will make me violate my own morals and cross the bottom line. For the first time, I realized that I am actually a selfish villain, but not shameless."
Guan Shan's pair of grey eyes instantly curved into a beautiful crescent: "Then you don't have to go against your conscience."
Tan Yue seemed to realize something and looked at the other person in disbelief, his eyes not blinking and his ears perked up, afraid of missing anything.
Guan Shan said: "Because the person I like is none other than you. You are my destined husband."
Tan Yue couldn't believe how lucky he was. He was in hell one second and now he was in heaven. He stammered, "Is it true?"
"What, you don't want to?" The god looked at Tan Yue now. The human himself might not realize it, but the other party was actually filled with His aura. Not only was he branded, but even the blood flowing in his body carried divine power. Strictly speaking, Tan Yue could no longer be considered a human being. At most, he was half a human being.
Even if Tan Yue is unwilling, there will be no chance to regret it.
The young man took two steps forward, and suddenly his head rested on Guan Shan's chest. He held the other's slender waist with his hands: "No, I feel a little dizzy. I'm not unwilling, but I feel like I'm dreaming and floating. I'm so happy."
After just two steps, he felt as if the hard marble tiles under his feet had turned into cotton, feeling soft when he stepped on them.
Guan Shan's hand naturally patted Tan Yue to comfort him. As he patted, his slender hand unconsciously reached into the latter's clothes. His slightly cool fingers slowly moved along the lumbar vertebrae and up along the spine, like a snake, stroking the undulating lines of the young man's back, causing ripples on his smooth skin.
Tan Yue raised his head, his face flushed: "Ashan."
As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach started to growl. Tan Yue covered his stomach embarrassedly and said, "I think I might need to eat something. Are there any special foods in the art town?"
In order to attract tourists to visit the art town, food is also very important in addition to the characteristics of the town itself.
You have to have one of the two, beautiful and delicious. Of course, it would be even better if you can have both.
Moreover, if the art town wants to hold activities, it is important to understand the entire town.
He asked Guan Shan: "Do you have any restaurant recommendations? How about I treat you to a meal?"
Guan Shan said: "I am the host, so I should invite you."
Although he really wanted to eat Tan Yue in another way right away, he also knew that Tan Yue liked delicious food. Anyway, they had a long time to go this time, so there was no need to rush. After all, only when you fill your stomach can you have the strength to work.
However, in order to save time on the road, Guan Shan made a phone call shortly afterwards.
There are few modern facilities in this castle. Perhaps all the household appliances are hidden away. Tan Yue glanced at the phone Guan Shan used.
The other party was not using a smart phone, but an old-fashioned brass dial phone that looked very much like the old times. The dial pad of the phone was inlaid with beautiful gems, each of which was the size of a thumb.
He originally thought that it was a collection collected by Guanshan, but he didn't expect that it could still be used normally.
Mr. Guan, who lives in the ancient castle, is much better off financially than Tan Yue expected, but Tan Yue does not hate the rich at all. He thinks that only enough gold and jade can nurture a top-notch beauty like Guan Shan, who is naturally gifted with talent and outstanding temperament.
It seems that the economic conditions of the art town are much better than he thought. In fact, think about it, if you can't even solve the problem of food and clothing, how can you have the energy to care about art?
The gate of the castle opened, and a group of people entered holding silver trays.
Guan Shan asked, "I ordered a meal and had them delivered to your home to entertain you. Do you have any objections?"
Tan Yue immediately shook his head: "No opinion."
Guan Shan was so considerate, what could he have any objection to? But when the waiters came in, Tan Yue took a look and inexplicably felt that these waiters looked familiar.
He was sure that he had never seen these people before, but then he remembered that he had indeed seen these faces not long ago.
This group of professional-looking waiters seemed a bit similar to the people in the collection hall.
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