Turning around, Zhou Xiang and her elder brother started looking from the east wing. The walls of this room were covered with smaller works, and the protagonist was of course Zhou Xiang. Most of them were small paintings painted by her elder brother with longing when she was not at home for six years.
Some of them are also ordinary sketches, works by Zhou Niao when he first started learning to paint.
After they walked around the house, they followed the newly renovated small corridor to the main house. Lu Zhaochong looked at Ling Ran who was following him.
"You, what do you think?"
"It's an expression of family affection, what can I think of it? Aren't you taking pictures with others?"
He didn't dare to think so even if he had any idea! The brother-in-law was very important to the little girl. After all, Zhou Niao in her previous life had passed away five years ago.
Lu Zhaochong stopped talking. What the eldest brother said made sense. The portraits of his sister-in-law looked very much like photos, the kind that were taken candidly.
The three rooms of the main house were connected, and large portraits were hung on the walls, showing Zhou Xiang with various expressions, such as smiling, sneering, sneering, cold, gazing into the distance, confused, and confident. All of them were large portraits showing only his face.
It expresses the micro-expressions and eyes of the protagonist in the portrait, making the viewer feel the same emotions as the person in the portrait.
Ling Ran looked at the expressions in the room, and his heart ached. The first two years after the little girl was reborn were so difficult. From now on, he would be by her side.
Lu Zhaochong had seen these portraits yesterday when he came to help. Looking at them again today, he still found it incredible. How could a girl who was only 20 years old have such strong emotions?
Going around to the west wing, the paintings in this room are all distant views, expressing artistic conception. If you are not familiar with the people, you will not be able to recognize who the protagonists are, with only backs and side silhouettes.
Without the heavy emotions, the paintings in this house are more peaceful. All you see is the warmth of home, a warmth that even the low and dilapidated houses cannot hide.
The word "Sale" is marked on the south wall, and there are only two works. One is "Small Home". The dilapidated courtyard and fruit trees in the sun set off the quietness and warmth of home.
One painting is titled "Everyone", in which the Forbidden City under the sun and people coming and going on the square highlight the positivity and progress of the big family.
After seeing the price tag, Zhou Xiang asked his brother why it was only 500 yuan?
Zhou Niao said he thought the price was high enough, and Brother Chao and Lu Zhaochong also agreed.
Zhou Xiang called Brother Chao over and pointed at the price tag, "Add 5 to the front. It's 5500 yuan. It's up to you whether you want to buy it or not."
Then she looked at her eldest brother and said, "Brother, art is priceless. These two paintings of yours bring people hope for tomorrow. Those who understand will buy them no matter how expensive they are. Those who don't understand will be sold cheaply, and they will just throw them away when they get home."
Zhou Niao was no longer worried after hearing what his sister said so firmly. His sister had told him long ago that the money he left with her was used for investment. He was not short of money, so he could just admire her!
9:18 is the opening time, and Zhou Xiang and his brother returned to the gate.
There were already more than a dozen flower baskets lined up at the door, and Wu Haotian and Zhong Lan were also standing at the door.
When he saw Zhou Xiang, he was stunned for a moment and then congratulated Zhou Niao.
Zhou Niao thanked him with a smile.
Jin Chao invited Wu Haotian and Zhong Lan into the yard, and then people came to the entrance of the alley. It was Jiang Weifang's family of three and Old Lady Liu.
Seeing her mother coming, Jiang Weihui hurried over to greet her.
Old Lady Liu, leaning on a crutch, slowly approached. When she saw Zhou Niao, she smiled with wrinkles all over her face, "Niao Niao, congratulations!"
Zhou Niao was no longer afraid of her grandmother. Her grandmother had changed. "Thank you, grandma!"
Long Chao held a flower basket in each hand, which was taken by Ling Ran and placed against the wall behind the original flower baskets.
The Long family was invited into the yard. When the time came, the Zhou family stood in a row at the gate. Zhou Niao stood in the middle. He reached out and removed the red silk cloth on the gate. The banner covered by the red silk read: "My Sister" from the painting exhibition of young painter Niao Niao Chuiyan.
Xiao Gu held the camera and took pictures the whole time. This was Miss Zhou's instruction, and the master also wanted pictures.
Because fireworks were prohibited and this alley was considered a scenic spot, no gong and drum bands were invited. Amidst everyone's applause, the painting exhibition with curling smoke quietly opened.
It is said to be quiet, but it is not really. Jin Chao has asked several people to distribute flyers at the subway entrance. This is the area with the most preserved hutongs and many former residences of celebrities. It is a fully open scenic area.
After viewing all the paintings, Old Lady Liu sighed to her eldest daughter, "Niao Niao is much better than most people. What a pity..."
Jiang Weihui quickly interrupted her mother, "It's not a pity. Perhaps it's precisely because of this that he possesses such talent. We are very content."
Old Lady Liu nodded. "Okay, it's my mentality that's wrong. That's good! As long as he doesn't feel empty inside, that's good."
It was also the first time for Long Chao and Jiang Weifang to see Zhou Niao's paintings. They looked at each other, sighed softly, and said nothing, admiring them quietly.
Long Xin ran to find her eldest cousin, "Brother, since the theme of the exhibition is my sister, why am I not included?"
Zhou Niao smiled, "You are my cousin, a relative. It's not your turn yet. You will be in the exhibition in the future."
Long Xin was not satisfied. "No, you have to draw a few more for me. When my portrait is displayed, I want to invite my classmates to see it."
Zhou Niao nodded, "Okay, next time when I'm preparing for the exhibition, I'll draw a few more paintings for you."
Only then was Long Xin satisfied and went back to admire it.
Until the Long family took Old Lady Liu away, not a single ticket for the exhibition was sold. Zhou Niao and Jin Chao were a little anxious, and Zhou wanted to drive them into the yard.
She and Ling Ran stood at the gate. Art is not cabbage, there is no need to fight for it.
A few people who looked like tourists passed by. They just glanced at Zhou Xiang and Ling Ran and then really passed by.
Some people stopped to look at the two paintings outside, asked and found out they had to pay two yuan, then they strode away.
It was not until after 11 o'clock that several girls who looked like middle school students came over with flyers.
Looking at the words on the banner and then at the two paintings, several people started to murmur, and soon a girl was pushed out, and the girl walked to Zhou Xiang.
"Hello!"
"Hello!" Zhou Xiang replied to her gently.
"Excuse me, is this the same curl of smoke that sings?"
Zhou wondered if someone would ask about the name after it was published, but he didn't expect that the people asking would be teenage students. How old were they at that time?
"Guess!" Zhou didn't want to give a direct answer.
The girl bit her lip. "I guess so."
Wow? The little girl is quite confident! Zhou Xiang asked, "Where's the evidence?"
The girl pointed to the painting at the door and said, "We all think so. Pure."
Yes! Purely, these students saw things that those who just passed by couldn't see.
"You guys are holding flyers. Did you come here because you saw this name and made a guess?"
The girl nodded.
Zhou Xiang pointed at the ticket window and said, "Tickets are 2 yuan. Today is the first day of opening, and since you're students, I'll give you half price. After you enter the courtyard, I'll tell you the answer. Do you dare?"
The girl nodded, then ran back to her classmates and muttered for a while. Then the five girls came together to buy tickets.
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