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Chapter 57 What is Art?

"Last brother, how do you feel today?" Yang Tao's voice came as the door was kicked open.

"It's pretty good!" Chen Chufan hung up the phone and said expressionlessly. Although it was true that Yang Tao had already agreed with him, he would never admit it in his mouth, otherwise Yang Tao's show-off and ridicule of him would make him restless all night.

"Oh, you're pretty hard-mouthed! But today the boss really wants to thank you very much! It's not your sacrifice, the boss could not have such a big gain today!" Yang Tao's words made Meng Wei, who was following Yang Tao blush.

"Oh? No wonder you came back so late? Which one is it?" Chen Chufan was so interested by Yang Tao's words, and was sincerely happy for boss Meng Wei. By the way, the boss has indeed had a very irritable temper during this period. If he had a girlfriend, he should be able to restore his former calmness, right?

"It's that Xiaoxiao, the little girl sitting between the boss and Chen Xi during dinner!" Yang Tao introduced.

Chen Chufan also had some impression of him. He was a very cute girl with a round face and her long hair was simply tied into a small braid.

"Congratulations, boss. We can finally say goodbye to being single." Chen Chufan joked at Meng Wei.

"Okay, stop talking, I haven't even said a single word yet!" Meng Wei waved his hand and said that he was not interested in continuing the topic.

"That's great. I told you about my birthday when I first met. I think the chance is great. Of course, boss, you should thank the third brother. It's not his heroic dedication. You really don't have such a good chance to make a fuss. By the way, your Ye Siying and Han Xiaoxi didn't do anything to you, right?" Yang Tao looked at Chen Chufan with fun.

"What can I do? I am not afraid of my shadow slanting. You think I am like you! At least no one asks me to write a review." Chen Chufan answered Yang Tao's question with a righteous look on his face. Then he waved his hand like the boss, saying that he also didn't want to continue this topic.

Yang Tao was about to tease Chen Chufan, but the phone ringing in the dormitory rang again. According to time, it was probably Yang Tao's main room called to check the room. Yang Tao didn't care about talking to Chen Chufan anymore, so he hurried to answer the phone.

As expected, Yang Tao's flattering tone and stingy language soon echoed in the dormitory. Chen Chufan really admired Li Can. How could he tolerate Yang Tao's daily language offensive and still enjoy it.

Taking advantage of Yang Tao's quarrel, Chen Chufan ran into the bathroom, cleaned up and then climbed onto the bed early. He wanted to think about things, but he didn't want to listen to Yang Tao's long-windedness.

The result was not satisfactory. When Yang Tao hung up the phone, he still came to him.

"The third brother went to bed so early today. He was reflecting on today's mistakes in bed! Don't hide in the quilt and cry, just cry out to us. I won't laugh at you. Many children who don't listen to the old man's words are like this, and I'm used to it." Many years later, when online games became popular, Chen Chufan learned that there was a game profession collectively called MT. MT has a skill called mockery, which is used to attract hatred. At that time, when he recalled the scenes he was in school, he finally gave Yang Tao an accurate positioning. He was simply a natural MT. Mockery doesn't require skills. It's enough to have his mouth open. For example, this sentence now makes Chen Chufan get up from the bed and beat Yang Tao up.

"Reflect? Why do you need to reflect! You should take a shower and go to bed quickly! Believe it or not, I will call your Cancan to report on your glorious deeds at school!" Chen Chufan said angrily.

"The standard one was poked into the sore spot, and then became angry and even prepared to use immoral means to retaliate!" Yang Tao ignored Chen Chufan's threat, and still leaned against the stool beside the phone, and continued to speak and attack Chen Chufan. It can be seen that Yang Tao had a lot of resentment about Chen Chufan not listening to him today.

"What poked the pain? What made me angry? I went to bed because I had a problem and wanted to think quietly. Is it okay? Please don't use your dirty head to figure out my pure heart!" Chen Chufan sarcastically.

"Think about the problem? If you have any questions, you still have to think quietly. Why don't you tell me and let everyone think about it for you!" Yang Tao didn't mind Chen Chufan's sarcasm, but became interested in the questions Chen Chufan said.

Chen Chufan thought about it and felt that Yang Tao's thinking was broad, and it seemed that there was a feasibility of organizing a program with him. He said, "I'm about to make a program for the school anniversary party. I'm going to make a program. I'm thinking about making a program now! Do you have any good ideas?"

"What am I doing? You don't play the piano well? Just make a piano solo!" Yang Tao said unintentionally.

Originally, Chen Chufan really had this idea because it was the easiest way. However, after experiencing the scene of finding a job in the cafe today, Chen Chufan's idea was shaken. Boss Wang's evaluation of his music made him realize that there were not many people who really knew how to appreciate pure piano music. It was meaningless to get a piano on the stage and play it casually. Maybe it could get some praise from the classmates below the stage and some envious eyes, but what's the use? I wanted to make a show that Han Xiaoxi's eyes lit up, but it was not a show of piano skills, nor did I pay myself for my salary, so it was completely meaningless.

"Play whatever song I want, I need to discuss it with you!" Chen Chufan gave Yang Tao a blank look, and then told Yang Tao his opinion.

"It's okay if you think so!" Yang Tao nodded: "This is a concept of the masses and niches. For example, when you play the piano, people who understand music can indeed immerse themselves in it, but people who don't have any musical cells are indeed difficult to appreciate any taste from it. And only a small number of people who understand music at the school anniversary party must be small, so performing this is indeed quite niche!"

"That's why I want to do something! It's hard to find a soulmate!" Chen Chufan sighed.

"Third brother, don't you really plan to develop into the literary and artistic circle, right?" Yang Tao suddenly bypassed the topic in front of him and talked about Chen Chufan's plans for the future, with a serious tone.

"Uh?" Chen Chufan was stunned. He had never thought about this. In his opinion, he was just a sophomore, and it seemed a bit far away to consider the future. After thinking about it, Chen Chufan said with some uncertainty, "I really haven't thought about this, but it's okay to be able to support my family if I do this."

"Yeah! Actually, you should think about it too. I think that since the professor in the music department thinks that you have talent in this area, don't waste it. In fact, it's pretty good to do literature and art. If you do well, you can not only support your family, but also become famous. A typical career that gains fame and fortune. But if you really plan to enter this industry, you have to think about how to develop in the future." Yang Tao continued to continue his speech seriously.

"For example, if you play the piano well, you can consider making a piano major. As long as you can become famous, don't worry about not having an audience. Even a group of rude men who don't understand music at all will try their best to listen to you playing a song! Of course, I'm just making an analogy."

After listening to Yang Tao's words, Chen Chufan replied: "But it's really meaningless to play the piano against a group of people who don't understand music at all! I think that's a blasphemy to art. Even if I really plan to develop into the literary and artistic circle, I don't want to just play the piano!"

"Why?" Yang Tao was a little confused. He knew that Chen Chufan had been learning piano skills with Professor Wang recently. Moreover, Chen Chufan was looking for a part-time job as a pianist. Yang Tao always thought that Chen Chufan would make a living by playing the piano after graduation.

"Actually, it's nothing. Just like you said, playing the piano is an art. I think it's okay to play the piano as a hobby. It's really boring to play this thing in front of a group of well-dressed people every day. I'm a little man, and I prefer popular performances, just like,,,,,,,,,,,,." Speaking of this, Chen Chufan found that he didn't know how to describe his mentality.

"It seems that some people like to watch operas and concerts! But there are very few people who can truly understand these art forms. The public prefers to watch sketches, listen to crosstalk, listen to pop music, and appreciate A-films. What you mean is that if you enter the literary and artistic circle, you are more willing to choose to develop into this popular art form." Yang Tao helped Chen Chufan express his inner thoughts,

In fact, Chen Chufan really thought so, but he didn't know how to express it. Unexpectedly, Yang Tao could really grasp his mentality by listening to it casually. But he said it well before, why did he bring out the A-film? It made Chen Chufan feel inappropriate.

"Can A film be considered art?" Chen Chufan asked in amazement.

"Can A film be considered art?" Yang Tao asked in surprise: "Class Chen Chufan, have you figured out what art is? Art comes from life, and all art is just a manifestation of human behavior. As for A film, of course, it is even a great art. Their connotation is actually extremely profound." Yang Tao paused here, and in order to prove that his words were justified, he even began to give examples.

"For example, when we first went to the video hall all night, the A film from R that was screened at 3 a.m. in the video hall. The lecturer and student love that! The theme is about female teachers and male students, but we cannot be so superficial. We must see the art of human nature from it. For example, from the process of the two, we can see the teacher's long-term loneliness and challenges to traditional morality. From her hungry movements, we can see that the teacher's long-term suppression of emotions is like a flood. From the perspective of students, we can clearly understand the students' confusion and sexual impulse during adolescence, as well as a primitive dependence on teachers. Are these not art? Not to mention that all A films also contain the truth of human reproduction. Who dares to say that it is not art? Disobey? Disobey it!"

Yang Tao finished his passionate speech, his expression was still serious. He was arguing about a great topic. Perhaps Yang Tao's lewd heart really thought so.

"I still like Muto Ran more!" The boss Meng Wei, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't help but answer after hearing Yang Tao's argument.
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