Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 972
After Zeng Yun finished speaking, Wu Ziyun looked at Pengpeng, opened his mouth to say something, but finally swallowed the words.

In fact, he wanted to tell Pengpeng that he should not be like Zeng Yun in the future, wasting his good talent and become a businessman.

But I felt that these words were too long-term and realistic for a child, so I swallowed them.

Looking at Wu Ziyun's movements, Zhang Zhong probably guessed what he wanted to say.

Seeing that he didn't say it in the end, Zhang Zhong was very grateful to Wu Ziyun in his heart.

Zhang Chong hopes to give Pengpeng more choices in the future. His education method has always been to let Pengpeng find out what she likes instead of telling her what to hate.

If one day, Pengpeng really doesn't want to paint, but wants to be a businessman, as long as she doesn't do things that violate the law and discipline and touch the bottom line, Zhang Zhong will support her.

Zhang Zhong said with a smile, "I don't know how many people will come to this art group gathering?"

"There were a lot of people coming to this year's art group gathering. Many people who didn't come here before also came. There were about 80 to 30 people. The oldest one has graduated for [-] to [-] years, and they are all about my age." Wu Ziyun laughed.

Xu Yuhan was surprised, "Why are there so many people? The two sessions I participated in before had the same number of people, only about 20 people. How come the number has doubled this year?"

Wu Ziyun pointed at Pengpeng and said with a smile, "Isn't it because of this girl? Although many graduates have never seen Pengpeng, many of them have heard about Pengpeng from some students at school. On the one hand Well, I know that I have accepted a student, a little junior sister wandering around the school every day is very interesting. On the other hand, they know that Pengpeng is your daughter, so they want to come and see. Don’t you know, your popularity No matter where it is, it is very high."

Pengpeng also pointed to himself and said, "Are they here to see me and my father?"

Wu Ziyun nodded, "You can say that, so when you meet them later, you must behave better, and don't embarrass me, do you understand?"

Pengpeng tilted his head and said, "Then how can I behave so as not to embarrass you, teacher?"

Wu Ziyun was taken aback, he hadn't thought about this question carefully, and after thinking about it, he said, "It's fine as you usually do."

"Oh, then don't show it."

"Okay, you can do whatever you want." Wu Ziyun suddenly felt that it was a bit silly for him to tell him so deliberately, as a kid, just behave according to his usual appearance, but if he insisted on acting, it would be deliberate.

And Pengpeng is usually very likable, good-looking, good-tempered, crisp voice, and has a talent for drawing.

"However, teacher, there are so many of them, I'm sure I won't be able to remember their names for a while." Pengpeng frowned and said, thinking of meeting so many people at once, she began to feel a little worried.

Wu Ziyun smiled and said, "What's the matter? You don't have to remember their names when the time comes. When you see boys, you call them seniors, and when you see girls, you call them seniors."

"But didn't you say that there are people who are as old as you, teacher?" Pengpeng asked again.

"That's okay, no matter how old you are, that's your senior, you know?" Wu Ziyun said.

Pengpeng nodded seriously, "I see."

……

The four of them sat in Wu Ziyun's office for more than an hour before Zeng Yun called and said that they were almost due.

But because there were a lot of people, I moved from the first studio to the big classroom.

When Zhang Zhong and the others arrived, the members of the art team were all seated in the big classroom, chatting among themselves.

Seeing Zhang Zhong and the others arrive, this guy Zeng Yun will come and applaud himself, and the others will follow suit.

Wu Ziyun pressed his hand and said, "No need to do this, today is a gathering of the art group, everyone should be more casual."

He looked at Xu Yuhan and Pengpeng again, "Yuhan, Pengpeng, you two should sit down too."

Xu Yuhan nodded, then ran down to find an empty seat and sat down.

The row in front was specially reserved by other people, so Xu Yuhan and the others sat here.

Zhang Zhong actually wanted to run down and sit down, but was held back by Wu Ziyun.

Wu Ziyun said in a low voice, "You take the initiative, since you're here, I'll give you a speech."

Zhang Zhong resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "I didn't hear about your link before I came here."

"If I told you about this before I came, would you still come? Anyway, you are the best at speaking on stage, so you can say a few words at your fingertips. Don't be shy, go over quickly." Wu Ziyun said.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Zhong couldn't argue with Wu Ziyun, so he could only nod and walked to the podium.

"Today is the gathering of the CAFA Art Group. I shouldn't be here. I just stood here by chance, so I'll catch up with you and chat with you." Zhang Chong said with a smile, "Here I can only borrow flowers to present Buddha. I would like to send you a poem. This poem is taken from Danqing pictures, and the inscription is sent to Shui Caolang. This poem was written by Bai Juyi, and it is not widely circulated because there is nothing special about it. I guess everyone here may Many people have never heard of this poem. The reason why I mention this poem is that I want to use Bai Juyi's hand to tell you a truth, that is, painting and writing are two ways for us human beings to convey our emotions. "

"Some people may say that there are many ways for human beings to express their emotions, such as language and singing... and the reason why I only mention paintings and words is because I think words and paintings are actually one thing in a sense. .”

"Hearing what I said, the high-achieving CAFA students here may want to refute that words and art are completely two different things. Words are symbols, while art is art. Words have specific meanings, but art does not."

"And I want to say that words still don't have a specific meaning. History changes, times change, and people preliminarily determine the meaning of words. But what about art? You sometimes set limits for art works, what about Fauvism, Modernism and Romanticism are nothing more than the realized meanings of art works, and they didn’t have specific meanings at first, but now they are defined by people.”

"In addition, the meaning of words is not specific. With the development of the times, the meaning of each character, word, and sentence is also changing. Words will become symbols of the times and signs of the times."

"That's why I say that words are the same as works of art, they are actually the same thing, they have the same origin, and they come to the same destination through different routes."

(End of this chapter)