My Waste Husband
Chapter 257

Chapter 257

Standing in the art centre, Milan and Sylvia looked at the painting on the wall. These paintings, notonly in terms of painting skills but also in terms of the use of colour and shadow, had reached theextreme heights. Moreover, they had a deep meaning.

"Henry, don't you understand paintings? What do you think is expressed in this picture?" Milanpointed to a painting on the wall. There were a man and a woman sitting on a swing in the painting,and the woman nestled in the man's arms.

Henry looked at the painting and a smile appeared on his face.

As for the painting pointed out by Milan, at that time Henry remembered the last time he saw MasterFerger. Although the painting was extremely vivid, Henry did not think it expressed anything,because at that time Wade White found a foreign celebrity and was flirting with her on the swing. Asa result, when Master Ferger saw them, he immediately drew it, but the face of the man and thewoman was much blurred.

What did he mean by doing that? It was just a gest of his kindness to Wade at that time.

Of course, Henry certainly could not tell the truth about how the painting came out. Whether or notMilan believed it, it was not good for the reputation of Master Ferger.

In the status of Henry and others, there were some hidden rules, such as some celebrity crocodiles.No matter how humble they were in front of them, they would not tell them.

Henry thought for a moment and said, "The meaning of this painting... Well, maybe it's a kind ofenvy and admiration for life."

Henry thought for a moment and could only explain in this way.

As soon as Henry finished speaking, a voice came from the side. "What a joke! What this paintingshows is obviously a kind of vague love. It can be seen that the woman in the painting is in theman's arms. Although the man doesn't hold the woman in his arms, his hands holding the swing arestrong, which gives people a sense of peace of mind. This shows that the man loves this woman.While he is protecting this woman, he is also trying to create a happy life for her."

Henry took a look at the speaker. He had just seen the middle-aged man standing beside Cody thismorning before the art centre was opened. At this time, Cody was also standing here.

The middle-aged man continued, "The man in the painting is sitting on a wooden swing, whichshows that his family is not very rich. He doesn't dare to hug the woman, which shows that he hassome self-abasement in his heart and thinks that he couldn't give this woman a good life, while thewoman shows a kind of inseparable life. The swing is obviously crumbling, but she is still willing tosit with this man and bear the same company! This is an enviable love, not the so-called envy andadmiration!"

After the middle-aged man finished, he looked at Henry with dissatisfaction. "Paintings should beappreciated carefully. The meaning expressed in them is not as shallow as some people's eyes. Ireally don't understand, what qualifications do people like you have to come to the exhibition ofMaster Ferger?"

The middle-aged man said mercilessly. Obviously, Cody had ordered him to do so.

Henry just smiled at this statement. It was estimated that even Master Ferger himself didn't expectthat he could be associated with so many emotions with a casual painting at that time.

When he was drawing, Wade was indeed holding the swing. He just felt that the swing was easier toplay than the woman in his arms, and the woman in his arms was not always around. When sheknew Wade's identity, she threw herself into his arms. Wade had seen too many women throwingthemselves at him, so he didn't care about her at all.

Was this love?

Henry was speechless when he thought about it. What kind of love did Wade have? He was clearlya playboy. He had never seen any girl who could keep his heart.

Cody was satisfied with the middle-aged man's sharp words. He nodded and said to Henry, "Boy,don't be that kind of person. Don't pretend here. If you don't understand paintings, don't talknonsense, okay?"

Henry smiled and said, "How do you know that I'm pretending?"

"Haha." Cody laughed. "Do you think Master Ferger would envy a man and a woman on this swing?This is just a way for him to express his feelings!"

"Whatever." Henry shook his head and didn't bother to explain to Cody.

"I don't think people like you deserve to stay here. You're talking nonsense. It's disgusting." Themiddle-aged man beside Cody said.

"I think it's disgusting if you stay here!" Milan said directly, "A painting, we can look at it as we want,and we can understand it as we want. What does it have to do with you?"

"You are insulting art!" The middle-aged man shouted loudly and rebuked.

The corners of Henry's mouth curled into a smile. "You're trying to put on an act. That's an insult tothe art, isn't it? Regarding this painting, you are talking nonsense, because this painting does nothave so many meanings.

"What a joke! Painting is based on experience. How can a person like you understand this kind ofexperience?" The middle-aged man sneered.

At this moment, there was a riot in the crowd.

Every time in Master Ferger's exhibition, he would show up to explain his understanding of paintingsto the public.

The appearance of Master Ferger had attracted a lot of onlookers.

This was a middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old. He had a beard and his hair was styledin a long ponytail. Not to mention men in their fifties, even young men, they all could see this styleas a trend.

Many people's questions were regarding the artistic conception of each painting.

"Master Ferger, can you tell me what the artistic conception of this painting is?" The middle-agedman who stood next to Cody asked cautiously.

The painting mentioned by this middle-aged man was the one he had just argued with Henry about.

"This painting?" Ferger looked over and didn't notice Henry. "To tell you the truth, this painting reallyhas no artistic conception."

"No concept?" Hearing what Ferger said, the others couldn't believe what he said.

As for his painting, Ferger still remembered how he drew it.

The more successful a person was, the more he could see how insignificant he was. Back then,when he saw those characters, he still remembered the envy and yearning in his heart. Hisachievement was worthless in front of those people.

As soon as he saw this painting, he thought of the group of people at that time and sighed. "If youhave to talk about the artistic conception, I can only say that I envy and admire this kind of life..."

What Ferger said was exactly the same as what Henry said just now!

Such explanation stunned Cody and the middle-aged man beside him.