He stood up and was about to walk upstairs when Niu Yu glared at his back and whispered in Liang Chen's ear, "Don't pay attention to him. My old man is a soldier. He has this temper. He gets angry whenever he wants. When I was a child, I couldn't

I received many beatings from him."

Liang Chen smiled faintly and shook his head, "It's okay." Then his eyes fell on a painting hanging on the opposite wall in the living room, and he suddenly said "Huh".

Niu Yucai was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong?" he asked with some confusion. At the same time, he followed Liang Chen's gaze and saw a painting hanging on the wall.

It was an orchid picture, elegant in style and profound in meaning. It was just an imitation and not worth much, but the intention was very delicate.

Niu Yucai looked around and didn't think it was very strange. This painting had been hanging at home for more than ten years and it hadn't been used much. He couldn't figure out what Liang Chen was making such a fuss about.[

"This painting seems to be inconsistent with the poem on it. There seems to be some discrepancy between the poem and the original painting." Liang Chen stood up, walked to the orchid picture, looked at it carefully, shook his head and said.

I saw a proud orchid in the painting, quiet and chaste. There was a poem next to the painting, which said, "This is a loyal flower. I don't ask for hearing and seeing only haze. When picking wood, you may be afraid of the trail, so I wrote about the mountains."

cover."

However, there is no inscription, no title, and no clue. It looks like an impromptu imitation, just a random drawing and not taken seriously. Moreover, the handwriting is a bit immature, like a child's handwriting.

I don’t know why a dignified deputy director of the Education Committee has such a replica hanging in the hall, and it looks like a child’s work.

"Children, what do you know? What's the difference between this painting and the poem?" Niu Ju, who was going upstairs, froze in his steps and froze there. He turned around and said with a hesitant expression on his face, looking at Liang Liang.

Chen’s random comment has my opinion.

"Haha, Uncle Niu, please forgive me for talking too much. I think there are some differences between this painting and this poem." Liang Chen smiled slightly and continued to stick to his opinion.

"Go in and out? Where are they?" Niu Yucai came over curiously at this time and looked at it carefully, but what could he, a pretty young man, understand?

"You said there is a discrepancy? Okay, then tell me first, whose painting is this?" Niu Ju snorted, walked downstairs after a few steps, stood next to Liang Chen, hugged his shoulders and said coldly, posing

Mingming doesn't believe Liang Chen and thinks he is just sensationalizing to gain his attention.

, he has seen a lot of such people. Moreover, Liang Chen has never left. He also knows that this is just because of his status. He wants to flatter himself and find a good job after graduation. This

This kind of thought is unknown. He hates such people the most.

"If you are right, look at this orchid's elegant temperament, cookie-cutter brushwork, and deep style. This should be a painting by Zheng Xie and Zheng Banqiao, one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou in the Qing Dynasty. Look at this orchid, it is strange and elegant, and its main purpose is to express

The sentiments of the kind of quiet, aloof people, including himself, who are incompatible with the despicable real society, should be the 'Broken Orchid Picture'." Liang Chen pointed at the painting and said with a smile.

Niu Ju didn't speak this time, but the surprise in his eyes became stronger. He turned to stare at Liang Chen, and after a while, he nodded slowly and said, "Young and young, but very knowledgeable, he actually recognized that this is Zheng Banqiao's broken pot of orchid."
Chapter completed!