Tokyo life starting with painting.

Chapter 49 The fun is theirs——

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when we sent Tamura back to his home.

Seeing Tamura's desolate appearance, Higashino Division also felt a lot of emotion.

The actual Tokyo is very different from the Japanese cartoons and TV dramas I saw in my previous life.

A more realistic and down-to-earth 'Heart of Japan' was displayed in front of Higashino Division.

The drunk homeless man, the tired office worker who has to work overtime, and the neighbors quarreling over a little interest are red-faced

It's not that Higashino has never traveled to Japan before, but at that time, from the perspective of tourists, he couldn't see these things.

But now, it is precisely because Higashinoji lives in this international metropolis that he truly feels a corner of this foreign culture.

For some reason, thinking of this, Higashino suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

The brain is very light, the thinking is very divergent, and the inspiration is gushing out like water!

Although he hadn't thought of what to draw, Higashinoji had an inexplicable feeling.

As long as there is a canvas in front of him, his fingers will move by themselves - to draw the most ideal Tokyo in his mind!

This is his best form ever!

But—what about the canvas? !

Higashinosi looked up and looked around, and he actually found a street painter.

It was a girl, who seemed to be a female college student.

At this time, she had just set up an easel on the side of the pedestrian street, and put her canvas on it——

Dongyesi rushed over without saying a word, and asked her excitedly, "Excuse me, can I have a seat?"

Normally, Higashino Division would not do this.

But the thoughts in the brain are colliding, and the actions of the body are one step ahead of his brain.

This is like when you do that kind of thing for the first time, the whole person is dominated by the body, not the brain.

Perhaps it was frightened by Higashinoji's smell of alcohol (from Tamura's body), or it seemed that he was attracted by the smell of his kind. The female street artist took a look at Higashinoji and showed a quite understanding expression.

She nodded silently and gave up her position to Higashinoji.

"Thanks."

Dong Yesi took the painting plate and brush from the other party's hand, squeezed out the oil paint, and once the brush was rolled, he didn't even make a draft, and started painting directly.

Higashinoji's painting should be a street in Tokyo.

On both sides of the long street are dotted with high-rise buildings and billboards.

The neon lights are flickering, and the colorful lights wrapped around the green trees are shining brightly. Pedestrians come and go, dressed in bright clothes and well-dressed.

They laughed, giggled, flirted and looked relaxed in the wobbly lights.

Because they belonged to the successful people in Tokyo, and their bright future is like the neon lights on the streets of Tokyo.

The sky is illuminated, making Tokyo in the painting look like a city that never sleeps.

The neon lights are shimmering and shining, and everything that is shining makes the entire streets of Tokyo look pompous and luxurious.

The bright colors of yellow and white, the black of deep red and blue.

The hazy silhouette of the building under the light, the pedestrians walking in the oil painting with exaggerated behavior.

Everything is in an indescribable atmosphere, just like Japan, which was shaky like a dream before the bubble economic crisis.

but

"A cool color as the base color?"

The female college student behind her looked at the overall picture of Higashino Division, showing an expression of incomprehension.

In this painting, the overall warm color light color blocks account for a lot, and the cool color as the background color can't suppress the whole picture at all.

But why does Higashino still use cool colors as the base color?

Only she didn't speak.

After all, she only read a few strokes just now, and she already knew that the level of the young man in front of her was much higher than hers.

There is no comparison between oneself and the other party.

Sensing that the pedestrians around were curiously gathering around this place, the female college student stood silently to the side.

This action is to tell them not to approach for the time being, so as not to disturb the creation of the young man in front of him.

She also noticed that this young man might have suddenly had an inspiration, that's why he asked herself to borrow the canvas and paintbrush just now.

After dismissing the crowd understandingly, the female college student looked towards Higashinoji again.

The next moment, she showed an incredible expression.

Because the oil painting in front of the youth has completely changed.

What changed the whole picture was only a character drawn by the young man.

His whole body was wrapped in cold colors, even the lights from the street lamps looked pale and powerless.

It was probably a down-and-out middle-aged man.

He leaned against the lamppost with a dejected expression, staring blankly at the exaggerated Tokyo scenery.

Wearing a formal suit and smelling of alcohol, he seemed to be smiling, but tears flowed down his face in disappointment.

Extreme depression, extreme pain, and finally return to helplessness.

This is a character that makes female college students feel so deeply when they see it.

It contrasts with the warm Tokyo streets and the sneering eyes of passers-by, but it contrasts with the cool blue and black background.

The picture gradually rises in the eyes of the female college student and gradually becomes three-dimensional.

This is?

The female college student looked around in surprise and confusion.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, the surroundings have changed.

The well-dressed pedestrians and the warm neon lights flicker, making everything full of hope.

For some reason, seeing this scene, an idea suddenly popped into her mind.

This is Tokyo.

It is a place where hopes and dreams can come true.

But as soon as this thought came up, the next second the world was spinning, and the female college student fell heavily to the ground.

She looked up again.

It's still the same Tokyo street, but the scenery is completely different.

The middle-aged man who was leaning against the telephone pole reeked of alcohol, yelling and complaining, with tears in his eyes.

Everything around was shaky, and in the cold night, even the lights of the street lamps looked pale and cold, which made this female college student feel no warmth.

Everything around is so hopeless, depressing, and painful.

The female college student looked at the middle-aged man leaning against the electric pole in front with a complicated expression.

So where is the middle-aged man?

That is clearly the downcast self in adulthood.

But it's also Tokyo.

It's a place where dreams are rubbed under the feet of money and spit out.

Why am I living like this?

Leaning on the telephone pole, I raised my head, not knowing who I was asking.

She smelled of alcohol and stared at the sky in a daze.

There is no night in Tokyo.

It's always on here.

But the excitement has never belonged to me, and my heart has long been dimmed.

But it's also Tokyo.

This is Tokyo.

Well!

The female college student seemed to wake up from a dream. Everything seemed to have passed for a while, and it seemed to have passed for a long time.

The surroundings were still the same. There was a circle of people around Dongyesi. These pedestrians watched him draw curiously, but no one disturbed him.

She looked at Higashinoji in front of her again, only to be greatly surprised in her heart.

The blue-black cool tone that I thought could not be suppressed has unknowingly wrapped the entire picture of the oil painting, forming a sharp contrast with the exaggerated warm color of the whole picture.

middle-aged.

The flamboyant, luxurious Tokyo.

It's too good to draw

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