In the empty art gallery, the tall figure of young people is pulled out a long shadow in the afterglow of the setting sun. He looks up at the glass window with retro carving, and forgets all the art works in the room.


    He focused on the blood like setting sun, and didn''t know what he was thinking.


    There was a joyful sound of footsteps around him, and the girl ran to him and put her hand around his arm.


    "Brother Xiaojun, all the things in the art gallery are introduced in English. I can''t understand them. Can you explain them to me?"


    Chen Meirou tries to make her voice sound especially sweet, but Hua Jun still doesn''t even have a look in her eyes.


    However, out of basic politeness, he still let Chen Meirou continue to walk deep into the display cabinet.


    Along the way, the girl''s problems continued.


    "Jun, which picture do you like best?"


    "Brother Xiaojun, show me your paintings some other day?"


    "Brother Jun, is this art museum really owned by your teacher? Isn''t he a Chinese? Why are many of the paintings in it related to Greek mythology? "


    Flower gentleman pulled to pull corners of the mouth, for this question is the first time to give an answer. "


    " because there are always some people in the world who think they are omnipotent and God. " At this point, he laughed rather self mockingly.


    "Ah? Is there really such a narcissistic person? " There was a flash of surprise on Chen Meirou''s face, and she immediately burst out laughing.


    "How stupid it would be to think so."


    "Pa Pa Pa!"


    A crisp slap suddenly rings behind Chen Meirou. She looks back in disbelief and sees a man in a robe.


    It''s very rare for a man to dress up like a Republic of China gown. His hair is carefully combed. He seems to be over middle age, but he is not greasy at all. His body is perfect. It''s elegant to raise his hands and feet, which makes it hard to move his eyes.


    When Huajun saw the visitor, he seemed surprised. He bowed and called respectfully: "teacher."


    Chen Meirou immediately covers her mouth and looks at Huajun and the man in surprise.


    Hua Jun said that the art museum was funded by his teacher. She thought that the other party was 70 years old and 80 years old, but she didn''t expect that she was so young.


    "Are you brother Xiaojun''s teacher? But you look Too... "


    Chen Meirou didn''t have the character of Chengfu, and she was really curious, so she asked.


    The man nodded with a smile and said to Huajun, "I haven''t heard you mention it. There is such an interesting little friend."


    As the man said, he pushed his glasses and answered Chen Meirou''s question: "I''m much older than Xiao Jun. don''t be cheated by me. I''m a member of his father''s generation."


    With Uncle Hua''s age, isn''t it more than 50 years old?


    Chen Meirou''s eyes are full of curiosity and surprise, but the man did not continue this topic.


    "Mr. Shen, I didn''t expect you to be here. I should have called on you."


    Hua Jun saluted. Mr. Shen was his teacher when he was studying Chinese painting. He was also his enlightener. When he strolled with Chen Meirou, he found the teacher''s name in the introduction of this art museum, so he came in to have a look. Unexpectedly, he met the teacher himself.


    Mr. Shen waved his hand gently. "It''s not necessary to visit, old man. It''s just a picture of purity."


    "It''s very quiet to open an art museum in such a small northern European country." Chen Meirou murmured in a low voice. Miss


    seemed to make complaints about her tuckus. "It''s a fate to say," I said. "I invested in this art gallery because my eyes are so close, because a picture is followed by my eye."


    Chen Meirou was surprised: "because of one painting, did you buy a whole art gallery? Why don''t you just buy this painting! "


    Shen shook his head gently. "It''s a pity that the original owner of this art museum didn''t think so, and he asked that the painting should be placed in that position."


    "What kind of person is this? It''s too overbearing! Who does he think he is? "


    Chen Meirou is indignant.


    Mr. Shen''s smile was slightly chilly this time: "yes, it''s ridiculous. There are always some people in the world who regard themselves as omnipotent gods."


    Chen Meirou later realized that most of the works on display in this art museum are really Greek mythological characters or stories.


    When it comes to Greek mythology, although it can be regarded as a world famous work, it is not popular like other famous works.


    Most of the popular stories are about the normal positive energy of the Three Outlooks in Prometheus Bound.


    But actually


    Chen Meirou thought of the strange stories that she was curious about when she was young, such as Luan, blood and violence, which is not suitable for children."People always like to make excuses for their hopes. It seems that if God can''t avoid vulgarity, they will be innocent."


    Chen Meirou doesn''t understand what Mr. Shen said, but Hua Jun frowns and says.


    "I don''t know which picture the teacher values?"


    Just now, although he had been looking at all the way, he was also an art practitioner and had some basic appreciation ability. He did not find any painting that was particularly worthy of the teacher''s attention.


    Shen teacher heard Huajun''s question, looked up at him and said: "with Xiaojun''s eyesight, I think you will find it soon."


    Hearing what the teacher said, Hua Jun immediately swept away his depressed mood and continued to walk towards the interior of the exhibition hall.


    Chen Meirou also followed his side, secretly glanced at Huajun''s side face.


    If she can find out the painting, brother Xiaojun will think that they share the same interests, right?


    Thinking about this, Chen Meirou can''t help but play a 12 point spirit.


    She widened her eyes, nervously looking at each picture, and her eyes were fixed on a familiar face.


    Her steps could not help but slow down. The shock in her eyes was so great that she did not find that the steps of the people around her had stopped.


    How How could it be


    Chen Meirou looks at the woman in the picture frame. Her figure is hidden behind a lush forest. The green leaves cover her naked body. The woman looks back and only shows a side face.


    And that side face, with Gu Cheng song full of seven or eight similar.


    Huajun''s tears mole at the end of his eyes trembled with the vibration of his eyes, and finally his eyes swept to the sign - muses.