Don't think you are my opponent...

This statement is literally very straightforward, it is that you are not as good as me and are not my opponent. However, if you develop associations, there is another meaning. Everyone is not an opponent and you don’t need to target each other.

What exactly does Bai Ye mean by this is intriguing.

In an instant, Xiao Luo looked up, and the two of them were in contact with each other's eyes, and the air suddenly became quiet.

"Click!"

At this moment, the service came with the dining cart, first served a few plates of hot dishes, then placed tableware, and then slowly retreated.

It is this gap that makes the atmosphere in the private room relax.

Yu Chi indeed spoke and changed the topic: "Bai Ye, I can't understand, why did you start architectural design? You are not a professional..."

"Make money quickly and make more money." Bai Ye said frankly.

"hehe!"

Others pretended to be joking and didn't believe it at all.

Only Cao Xiang knew that this was so true that it could not be true anymore.

If you don't believe it, forget it...

Bai Ye didn't explain, but just smiled and said, "Yu Chi, have you seen the Buddhist temple I designed?"

"……No."

Yu Chi shook his head, where did he feel like this?

In other words, he didn't have much expectations for Bai Ye's design. So it was a bit difficult to understand why the Buddhist temple was also featured in the "Artist" magazine.

Moreover, due to space limitations, the Buddhist temple only has a simple text introduction and no pictures are included.

In this case, it is difficult to judge whether it is good or bad.

"I'll recommend you go there when I'm back." Bai Ye smiled and said, "I'm not bragging, I just hope you don't miss the journey of cleaning your soul because of prejudice."

Isn't this a boast?

Yu Chi didn't know how to respond. After a while, he simply raised his chopsticks and greeted, "Come on, don't be polite, everyone, have a meal."

Taihu Sanbai, white fish, white shrimp, and silver fish.

All three ingredients are very careful to be fresh and can easily die from water. So if you want to taste the freshest taste, it is best to come to the restaurant by Taihu Lake in person and cook it immediately before you can enjoy the food.

The cooking method is also very simple, mostly steaming or burning to maintain the original flavor of the ingredients to the greatest extent.

Anyway, Baiye raised his chopsticks, picked up a silverfish, and put it in his mouth. The fish meat was boneless and very delicate. Especially the delicious taste, it should not be described.

Anyway, this fish is worthy of its...price.

Immediately afterwards, the waiter also served other dishes one after another.

More than a dozen dishes were filled with the table.

Several people chatted, mainly because they were afraid of embarrassment. Xin Qiyue simply dominated the topic and gave everyone a lot of attention to Suzhou's cultural scenery, strange stories, etc. He was very familiar with the stories in various parts of Suzhou, and he talked endlessly without pauses when he talked.

Others are quite interested in these things.

Yu Chi even asked Xin Qiyue for some details from time to time. When the other party told him, even Xiao Luo, who seemed cold in character, listened attentively. After all, they came to Suzhou to collect folks, and the information they found on the Internet was more popular. Some remote and unpopular allusions and knowledge were unknown.

Now Xin Qiyue’s explanation has made up for this loophole for them and has helped a lot.

The meal finally ended in a peaceful atmosphere.

After lunch, Xin Qiyue and Cao Xiang left, mainly to the city hall to learn about the process of the commendation meeting and the matters to be paid attention to. Bai Ye didn't want to go, so he had to ask Cao Xiang to do it for him.

The remaining three people returned to the hotel.

When he returned to the hotel lobby, Yu Chi suddenly said: "I have painted some works recently. Do you two want to take a look? Let me give me some comments."

Of course...no problem.

Bai Ye and Xiao Luo immediately nodded in agreement, and then followed Yu Chi to his room.

There was also a sofa for guests in the spacious room. When the two of them sat down, Yu Chi immediately opened the big suitcase and took out several big books inside.

This is a three-fold book, specially customized painting book.

Yu Chi picked up a picture book and opened it, and placed it on the table next to him. Bai Ye looked over and saw that it was an oil painting on the paper of more than fifty centimeters by more than thirty centimeters.

This is a small oil painting, with a small size, but for painters, the size of paper is never the main factor that determines the quality of the work, the key is still the content.

The picture book is a scene of a small bridge and flowing water.

It’s not Chenzhuang, but another water town. After all, Yu Chi has also been to Kun County and has gone deep into various towns. He has seen many scenery and may even take photos. The materials are ready-made, just draw them directly.

Bai Ye simply picked up a picture book and flipped it down one by one.

A dozen pages per picture book is basically a subject.

Water town, private house wharf.

Quaternary tones and cold gray colors are the basic tones of these oil paintings.

Bai Ye looked at it and said nothing.

However, Xiao Luo next to him had his eyebrows locked. He silently turned over several paintings, let out another breath, and his expression became very serious: "Yu Chi, you are obsessed with it."

oh.

Bai Ye raised his eyebrows and sat next to him immediately, starting to watch the show.

“How to say it?”

Yu Chi was not angry and asked calmly: "Why did I go through the fire and what kind of demon did I get into?"

"Your paintings..."

Xiao Luo's tone was sharp, and he pointed at Bai Ye without hesitation and said, "This is an imitation. His poor imitation of him, and his imitation is not done properly. It's simply..."

He paused, as if he realized that there was something wrong with his words.

At this moment, he changed his words and said in a deep voice: "Yu Chi, don't listen to critics' nonsense, they know nothing about art. What kind of romantic realism is just making up."

"If you believe it, work hard to this dead end, and there will be no good results."

Xiao Luo said solemnly: "The direction is wrong, the harder you work harder. You'd better stop immediately and stop the loss in time, so as not to get deeper and completely ruin your artistic career."

“…”

Bai Ye was dissatisfied when he heard this: "I suspect now that you are pointing at the mulberry tree."

"No, I don't."

Xiao Luo said directly: "I'm openly cursing. Your double bridge oil painting has gone wrong. Even if you have received some praise for a moment of curiosity, the ceiling is there and the future is not great."

"After all, that thing is still a realistic style after all. Within this framework, it has been restricted and there is no possibility of breakthrough at all."

Xiao Luo sneered: "What will be left after the tide? It's a mess?"

"Then isn't your impressionism the same?"
Chapter completed!