Chapter 29 A strange painting

"Gaofeng, this art exhibition hall is really yours?" Du Xiaochuan asked in confusion when walking in the gallery.

On a monthly holiday, Du Xiaochuan was once again pulled out by Gao Feng. The goal this time was the art exhibition hall built by Chuan'an City not long ago.

This exhibition hall is quaint and quite unique. From Gao Feng, I learned that this art exhibition hall was jointly opened by their Gao family and the municipal government, and is considered a small museum with local characteristics in Chuan'an City. From here, Du Xiaochuan can also feel the strength of the Gao family. According to ordinary people's perception, places like museums should be government agencies. It is really a pity that the Gao family can intervene in.

Now Du Xiaochuan is walking in the gallery exhibition area in the exhibition hall. Most of the gallery are ink paintings with Chinese characteristics, as well as some Western-style oil paintings and impressionist paintings that cannot be understood by his artistic appreciation level. The gallery is quiet and there are not many people. However, this is normal. The appreciation level of the people is mostly at the level of the cinema. Such extremely artistic places are really uninteresting. The ticket price of the art exhibition hall is expensive, and few people are willing to use the hard-earned money they have earned to appreciate these incomprehensible art works. In fact, if Gao Feng had not led him to force him, Du Xiaochuan would not have been here at all.

"It's another image project of the government." Du Xiaochuan walked in the quiet gallery hall, looking at the hall where almost no one was present, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Gao Feng looked at Du Xiaochuan standing in front of an ink painting and asked curiously.

It seemed that I was extremely stunning to see it. After calling it several times, Du Xiaochuan came back to his senses.

Du Xiaochuan glanced at Gao Feng and frowned and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a moment of silence, Du Xiaochuan asked Gao Feng tentatively: "Don't you think this painting is very special?"

When Gao Feng heard Du Xiaochuan say this, he suddenly realized: "Oh, this painting!"

The painting Du Xiaochuan refers to is a very simple ink painting. Unlike ordinary ink paintings, the material of this painting is a bit special. This painting is actually painted on a pair of yellow silk; it is not painted on silk paper like ordinary ink paintings. When people suddenly see it, they feel that this is an ancient object of great age. After all, ink paintings painted on yellow silk unconsciously give people such an impression.

"Do you think this painting is an antique? Hehe! Boss, it seems that you have been deceived too." Speaking of this, Gao Feng couldn't help but gloating.

Du Xiaochuan nodded without comment, and then said with a puzzled look: "No matter how you look at this painting, it should be an antique, isn't it?"

The content in this ink painting is like most landscape paintings in China, giving people a very light feeling. The content in the picture is a cliff facing the sea. Although it is rendered with black ink, for some reason, the sea water under the cliff gives people a blood-stained feeling. The waves under the cliff are turbulent, as if there is some magic to suck people in.

If only this is the case, Du Xiaochuan would only think that this painting is very vivid; so vivid that even the outsider who admires ink paintings can feel it, it cannot attract Du Xiaochuan's attention. Now all Du Xiaochuan's attention is focused on a protrusion on the cliff by the sea. If you don't look closely, it will even make people ignore this place where there is not much ink. If you look closely, you will find that the small protrusion is painted with a stone.

This is the stone that Du Xiaochuan is concerned about.

"What a strong sense of hatred." Du Xiaochuan looked at the stone and even suspected that he had an illusion.

A sense of hatred - this is why Du Xiaochuan stayed in front of this picture. When Du Xiaochuan walked to this painting, he magically discovered that he could feel the existence of emotions in this painting. He once heard that great works of art were born by the author who integrated his soul into it. Now Du Xiaochuan has a deep sense of this, because he felt that the ink painting in front of him had a soul and emotion.

The author of the painting put an extremely strong sense of hatred into this painting, and more accurately, he devoted himself to the inconspicuous stone. Even Du Xiaochuan felt that this could no longer be simply called hatred, and it would not be an exaggeration to call it a curse. Curse, the curse of a stone, is what this painting gives Du Xiaochuan. Before asking Gao Feng, Du Xiaochuan wanted to test whether others had the same feeling as himself. Judging from Gao Feng's answer, he obviously did not feel the strong sense of hatred he felt.

"Is it my illusion, or is it only me who can feel it?" Du Xiaochuan thought in confusion.

In the eyes of others, perhaps this small rock is not eye-catching; but in Du Xiaochuan's view, the center of this painting is clearly the inconspicuous rock.

"Boss, don't look at the antique look of this painting, it's actually a fake... It's so unlucky. The first time I bought a painting, I actually cheated people." Gao Feng continued on the side.

After Gao Feng's introduction, Du Xiaochuan finally knew the origin of this painting. It turned out that because Gao Yuan had a private collection, many of the paintings in the art exhibition hall were private collections of the Gao family. I think this is one of the reasons why the county government and Gao family jointly opened an art exhibition hall. The ink painting Du Xiaochuan was concerned about was a painting that Gao Feng bought from Shenhai when he celebrated Gao Yuan's birthday the year before yesterday. However, what made Gao Feng depressed was that this painting was not a so-called ancient painting, but a modern painting. For this reason, Gao Feng also went to the appraisal department to conduct a C14 decay appraisal. The result was taken and displayed. This painting was painted twenty years ago.

"Oh, is that?" Du Xiaochuan looked at the painting carefully, frowned and said.

"Boss, this is indeed a modern painting, not an antique. But my dad said that the painter of this painting is still very outstanding. It should be from a master of painting, so it can be hung here. If you like it, this is given to the boss." Gao Feng said with a smile when he saw Du Xiaochuan interested in this painting.

"Really?" Du Xiaochuan said with some desire.

"certainly."

Not long after, Du Xiaochuan left the art exhibition hall with the ink painting.

"Just a painting of ink paintings drawn by modern people? How could it be that simple! Otherwise..." Du Xiao walked on the road and looked at the painting in his hand.

An ancient book that ordinary people cannot see floated beside Du Xiaochuan, constantly surrounding the ink painting in Du Xiaochuan's hand. This is also the reason why Du Xiaochuan is sure that this painting is different.

The moment Du Xiaochuan took the painting from Gao Feng's hand, the entire Gospel in his body suddenly burst out of his body. The entire Gospel kept spinning around the painting, and waves of joy-like fluctuations came.
Chapter completed!