214: Independent work

It can be said that the surroundings are really overgrown with weeds. Although the color can't be seen clearly in the dark, the yellow withered grass seems to be spiritless, like bald grass, even near the house, not to mention the far away.

The house is made of wood. The surface of the house and some traces of bark are raised. Looking down along the torch above, there is a long black mark on the outer wall of the house, which is obviously due to the burning of the torch, and the house happens to be wood. Therefore, it is normal for the marks of burning to be obvious.

There was suddenly a buzzing sound on the torch. Jiang Muyan looked up. It turned out that there was a large spider web on it, and the sudden burning of the torch also burned these spider webs. There were still several flying insects lying on the spider web that could not see what they were, which had long been destined to become spiders. Eat by mouth.

In addition to burning, the spider web is still shaking violently, and the dark spider drills into the roof. Such a big spider... I'm afraid there's been a lot of time here, right?

Jiang Muyan looked at Kang Sichen next to him. I guess this guy hasn't been here, has he? Although she is not afraid of these spiders' small insects,... she doesn't want to be so dirty.

Conschen frowned, then picked up a wooden stick on the ground casually, then picked it up and picked up the spider web to the ground. Then he reached out and touched the upper end of the door twice, took out a key and opened the door.

As he slowly pushed away, he only heard a creak, and the wooden door opened, as if he had opened some horrible space in a horror film. It makes people tremble, especially in places where birds don't shit, which makes people feel a little scared.

"I said... you can't light a light or something outside. Otherwise, there will be no danger if you come here at night?" Jiang Muyan finally couldn't help saying.

"Are you afraid?" Kang Sichen asked coldly, but he couldn't see his expression.

"Of course... I'm not afraid." She was a little guilty and only heard a drool in her throat.

"Since you are not afraid, come in with me." After saying that, suddenly there was a bright light in front of him, and the dazzling light made Jiang Muyan involuntarily close his eyes.

"Didn't you say there was no light?"

"I said there was no light outside, but I didn't say there was no light inside." Kang Sichen looked at Jiang Muyan and had an impulse to laugh. I have forgotten when was the last time such a heartfelt smile.

Jiang Muyan opened his eyes and looked around. Inside are some tender green carpets, which make those grass patterns. It looks like a layer of turf. When you step on it, you can also feel the cushion that these carpets bring to the shoes. Very comfortable.

There is only one room inside and outside, that is to say, there is no bedroom. There is only a large table at a glance, and there are countless photos on the wall. And facing the front wall of this door and this door, needless to say, she also knows that there must be a dark room inside. How can the studio he mentioned not have a darkroom?

Kang Sichen skillfully walked inside, then pressed the wall, and suddenly a small door appeared on the wall, which contained countless mineral water and some bread. But there is no refrigerator. How long can these things be kept?

"Do you drink water?" Kang Sichen put a bottle of mineral water in front of Jiang Muyan.

"Drink..." Nonsense, she followed Jiao Hongting to the exhibition early in the morning. She thought that she could definitely eat something in it, but... she was pulled out of the venue by Kang Sichen. I didn't eat anything and sat in the car for almost an hour for nothing. Now the stomach is noisy...

Looking at Jiang Muyan drinking water like pouring water, Kang Sichen hummed and then took out a loaf of bread: "You haven't eaten anything, so you're hungry, right?"

"Ye�. En." But... I don't know how long this bread has been here. Can I eat it?

Perhaps he saw through Jiang Muyan's mind, Kang Sichen put the bread directly in Jiang Muyan's hand: "This is my studio, so I have someone here to clean and change the food inside every day. Because they don't know when I will suddenly have inspiration and come straight here. So the bread is today. It must be fresh.

"Real?" Before he finished speaking, Jiang Muyan's hand had opened the bread and began to nibble. Don't you eat it?"

"I don't have dinner." Kang Sichen said lightly, then looked at all the photos in front of him, picked up one casually, then gave it to Jiang Muyan, and then pressed the wall behind Jiang Muyan, in which there were two stools stacked, which were some necessities for bedding. It seems that he not only eats and lives here, but also sometimes lives here. .

Finally, he was full, drunk, and sat on a stool. Jiang Muyan also took out a pocket recording pen from his small bag and began his interview.

After pressing twice, she found that the recording pen had no sound at all. After checking it, she remembered that because Jiao Hongting did not say that she would come to interview Kang Sichen, she did not charge at all. Of course, there is no power now. That's a regret... I really don't deserve to be a professional journalist.

"The mobile phone also has a recording function." Kang Sichen obviously found that there was something wrong with Jiang Muyan's recording pen, so he reminded him.

"The mobile phone is not brought..." For the first time, Jiang Muyan knew what sound was like a mosquito.

"Take mine." Kang Sichen casually took him out of his pocket and handed it to Jiang Muyan.

"You are so kind." Jiang Muyan looked at the mobile phone in his hand and was almost grateful. He almost hit his head hard on the ground. Otherwise, today he brought himself out. Jiao Hongting must have seen it, but he came out with him without an interview. God knows how Jiao Hongting will deal with herself.

Kang Sichen looked at her and sighed in his heart. If it hadn't been for her, he would never have been so kind, but she still didn't know. Kang Sichen must get what he wants. He doesn't care about time or how many people interfere. Just like his pursuit of art.

Jiang Muyan repeated it in his mind, had discussed with Huanzi in advance, and showed Jiao Hongting all the questions that he agreed to ask, and then slowly asked Kang Sichen one by one.

Concechen cooperated unexpectedly and answered almost all the questions.

"Some people say that you are indifferent and don't laugh at people. Does this have something to do with your work?"

This time, Kang Sichen did not answer for a long time. When Jiang Muyan looked up at Kang Sichen and found that he was also looking at her, then he suddenly got up, then pressed on the wall on one side, and immediately opened a window. From their side, you could directly see the dark scenery outside. Maybe it's not a scenery at all.

What is art? If art and life are the same, what else is the value of art? Suddenly, Kang Sichen said.

"Some people just live a very artistic life... For example, they listen to concerts... watch..." Jiang Muyan thought for a moment and replied.

"Art is destined not to be the same as life. It can only be said that art can embellish life, but it can never replace life. This is the reality." Kang Sichen suddenly felt a little sad: "I used to think that I was going to live an art. Everything around me is art. What my hands create is art, but until now, I am still a child."

"A child who is full of pursuit of art and desperately chases art. But until now, I still don't seem to understand what art is.

Jiang Muyan looked at Kang Sichen's back and found that after Kang Sichen had taken off his coat, the thin figure inside was tall, but it seemed that he would fall down by the wind. If this is the price of pursuing art, she is unwilling.

"What's the question you asked me?" Suddenly, Kang Sichen turned around and asked.

"Oh... you are indifferent by nature, is it because it has something to do with your work?" Jiang Muyan thought for a moment and said.

I don't know about this problem. I just hate the hypocritical communication between people, and I am full of the desire to get what I want. I have to add a mask, so I never want to say one more word to people I don't want to deal with. Kang Sichen said honestly.

"So... don't you have any friends?" Jiang Muyan suddenly asked, half of what Kang Sichen said, but he didn't agree.

"I have no friends. No need." Kang Sichen said, "I once had, at least I thought so, but in the end, my friend betrayed me."

"Do you mean Athena's smile before you became famous?" Without any manuscript, Jiang Muyan blurted out.

"Athena's smile? Do you know about this?" Kang Sichen turned around and frowned and looked at Jiang Muyan. Few people know about this, and at least one person who doesn't try to understand himself won't know it so easily. Even the media, most of them are after they become famous, but few people know how did she know before she became famous?

"Ye�. I know." Jiang Muyan nodded, "Actually, it's a coincidence that I was obsessed with photography and had seen almost all your works. Although I can't say that I know very well what your work wants to express, I can see your style. Later, a friend once recommended a bunch of other famous photographers' works to me, and I saw Athena's smile.