Anecdote of the Northeast

The provincial capital is a very big place, and you have to take a car to go out, otherwise you will not be able to go anywhere.

One of my uncles went to the provincial capital together because of the relocation of the factory in the early years. Now he has settled down in the provincial capital and lives a very prosperous life.

Before coming here, my dad also called my cousin, who was also very enthusiastic, and insisted on inviting us to dinner, and said that they would let me live in their house, which was too inconvenient for me to live alone.

Naturally, I quickly refused, and explained that my good friend had chosen a place to live for a long time, and there was everything in it, so don't worry, so I gave up.

My dad took me to the provincial capital, and first found a place to live in. It was a one bedroom, one living room house with furniture and kitchen utensils, a double bed and a camp bed. In my opinion, I lived alone. It's a bit big, but my dad rented the house anyway.

The person who brought us to see the house was a friend of my dad's acquaintance, who used to sell medicinal materials, and now opened a small company, which belongs to Erdao dealers.

"Eldest nephew, it's better to live alone. It's comfortable. I've seen where the students who come here to study live. Uncle, eight or nine people live in a small house. It's messy and smelly. Some of the repeat students smoked and drank alcohol, saying they were looking for inspiration, but you’re so small, you can’t stand it in a couple of days.”

My dad asked me to call this man Uncle Cheng, so I followed suit. He looked very simple and honest. I felt neither good nor bad for this man. I think the reason why he helped find a house was just a scene.I don't dislike such a person, but if I have something to do, I can't count on him.

After tidying up the house, the three of us had a meal at a small restaurant nearby. After the meal, the two of us rushed to pay the bill, and I saw a lively scene.

After dinner, my dad took me to a studio. The teacher in the studio was surnamed Liao. He was in his 40s with a big beard and looked very artistic.His daughter-in-law, surnamed Lu, was one of the lesbians who were abducted with my mother. Over the years, these lesbians who have a deep revolutionary friendship have kept in touch. A few days ago, someone planned to come to our county for a visit. As for the party, the heart is not so big.

Probably because the daughter-in-law at home spoke, Teacher Liao took great care of me, and my teacher-wife even held my hand as soon as we met, looked at it again and again, and she gave birth to a daughter, a fifth grade elementary school, If it weren't for the age difference, I suspect that she would recruit me to be her son-in-law.

In the evening, my dad took me to my cousin's house for dinner. There are ten people in my family. The two of us, father and son, made a big table full, and the living room almost couldn't fit it.

The two youngest children, uh, I should call them eldest nephews, were kicked off the table after eating to make room for the adults.I was quite embarrassed at first, but when I saw the two children happily running back to the house and playing the game console, I really felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Since I was in the third year of high school, I haven't touched a game console. Now I see it, and I feel quite emotional.

Other art students started their studies in retreat three or four months in advance. Because I had no foundation, Teacher Liao told my dad that I should prepare for hard training, get up early and stay late, otherwise I would not be able to get into a good university.

My dad doesn't understand this. In his opinion, a good university is just a book, and a bad university is a junior college.

For him, taking the university entrance examination is still a very sacred thing. For a poor boy like me who has the lowest test scores, it would be good if he can go to a bachelor's degree.

But Mr. Liao's studio was very famous in our province at that time. Anyone who came to this studio would at least be admitted to the provincial art college. It is a serious school and is famous all over the country.

Especially in the past few years, this art academy has produced a draft star, and his worth has become a hit all over the country.

At that time, I thought the same as my dad, thinking that being admitted to the undergraduate course was a high profile, and I didn't think much about other things.

As for getting up early and staying late, whoever's senior year of high school didn't come here like this, it's the same everywhere.

I don't know if there is no way out, anyway, my teacher Liao thinks that I still have some talent, so I can rest assured that I will study hard and work hard, and the Academy of Fine Arts is not impossible.

At that time, because of my resistance, I had no idea what kind of university I could go to after studying art, what major I would study, and what I could do after graduation. Simply put, I went to university for the sake of going to university. So, never thought about it.

At the beginning, there were very few people in the studio, only five or six senior high school students like me, but they spent half a day in cultural class and half a day in the studio, and they had already mastered the basic skills of painting, so they seemed very relaxed, unlike I, with zero foundation, started from scratch.

Probably these masters felt that I was not very competitive, and when they were tired of drawing and resting, they were willing to stroll to my side, chat a few gossips, or give me a few pointers.

There are more than 30 people in the whole studio, and it is impossible for Mr. Liao to watch me all the time. Therefore, these few people can be considered as apprentices on behalf of teachers, and they can be regarded as half of my little teachers.

When I first started to study art, I learned sketching, and I learned it so-so, but after I learned color, my little talent showed up.

It is said that it is Lao Liao. After I got acquainted with it, I became like a few old students. I don’t call him Mr. Liao anymore. I have a good sense of color, a sense of picture and emotion.

I understand the sense of picture, but what is that bullshit emotion, I have never figured it out.If I hadn't been studying here and Lao Liao had confiscated me a lot of tuition fees, I would have thought he was fooling me.

After that, the seven of us became the first students to come to the studio. Two or three months before the exam, Lao Liao advertised somewhere, and brought in another fifty or sixty students, all of whom took the one-year exam with us. Academy of Fine Arts.

Needless to say, most of these people are better at painting than me, but there are also a few who pretend to be fake, and are worse than me, who has only held a pen for two months.

It's not that I look down on them, it's just that I heard that they have studied for a year before, and my painting is really not good, and the words are not as good as mine. Can this be admitted to university? ,

However, whether you pass the exam or not is their own business, and it has nothing to do with me, and my current life is gradually entering the state.

Get up at six o'clock every day, go out to have breakfast, arrive at the studio at 06:30, and make preparations. When most people arrive at the starting point, a group of scenery will be set up and the painting will start.

Go home at 11:30 noon, cook by yourself, then sleep, go to the studio at [-] o’clock in the afternoon, continue painting, eat at [-] o’clock in the evening, sometimes go home and do it yourself, if you don’t want to move, go out to the restaurant with a few people, in the evening I kept drawing until I got home at ten o'clock.Sometimes I will have some supper, and sometimes I will go to sleep after tidying up.

Some good schools have higher requirements, and they also take the test of drawing portraits. In order to save money, Lao Liao tricked us students into taking turns to be models on the stage.

I remember that there was a female student at that time who was very beautiful. Of course, this beauty refers to the students who were pure and unaffected, energetic and good-looking. Half of the thirty boys in the class wanted to be friends with her. But not me.

At that time, I was exhausted every day, and when I got home, I wished I could grow up on the bed. The matter of men and women was too brain-intensive, and it was out of my consideration.

Of course, if I get admitted to a school in the future, I will definitely rely on my classmates and come to a place close to the water to win first.

When the exam was approaching, Lao Liao bought a bunch of fake flowers from somewhere, and put them in bottles in different patterns every day. Let us paint colors, which is called training the sense of painting.

One flower has several petals, each with different colors, and some flowers have several colors, which almost made a group of wild people schizophrenic.

I am not a wild school, I am a sensory school, and the color is almost crazy on the drawing paper, basically not brains, but I often get praise from Lao Liao.

Really, I thought at the time, no matter what Lao Liao said was true or false, I would always be grateful to him for his encouragement of my enthusiasm.

As the exam time approached, the grandchildren in the studio began to gather together and discuss in a low voice.

Comparing each other, who paints better, who has better colors, who has a solid foundation, and which art academy is more suitable.

I was about to take the exam, so I started to understand the so-called eight major art academies in China, which ones are ranked higher, which departments of the art academies have good teachers, and I can bring them to hold art exhibitions and so on.

I didn't think about which college I would like to take, and I was even dazed about which major I would study in the future.

I think it doesn’t matter whether I paint or not in the future. It doesn’t matter if I study pure art or design, but design is easier to test, and pure art seems more free.

It was the end of November, and the whole studio was in a state of anxiety. I knew it was because the professional exam was about to come.

It is said that the college entrance examination can shed a layer of skin, but art students like us have to take the college entrance examination twice, which means that we have to shed two layers of skin.

Just when I didn't know which schools I was going to be admitted to, Little Hui appeared again. This time, this kid grew a bit older, he looked like he was twenty.

I asked Hui Xiaobao, and he said that the appearance of the Xian family is basically related to the appearance, the more powerful the person, the older they will look, of course there are exceptions.

Regarding the change in Hui Xiaobao's appearance, I am very happy for my friend, but I haven't settled my own affairs yet, and I don't have much mood to celebrate with him.

Little Hui could see that I wasn't energetic, so he asked me what I was worried about, and I told him that I didn't know which school to choose.

After hearing this, Little Hui looked at me with contempt, "Have you forgotten what I do? Tell me the exam dates of those schools, and I'll do the math for you."

When I heard it, I looked at Hui Xiaobao in surprise, "Can this count?"

"Of course, in this world, there is nothing that can't be counted." Speaking of this, Little Hui remembered something, and said: "Of course, even if you are not strong, you can't be counted."

Knowing this, I despised Hui Xiaobao's bragging character very much in my heart, and then found a form, which was the exam time statistics table made by Lao Liao for us, and there were simple additions and styles analysis of each college , it can be seen that Lao Liao worked very hard.

"If you can't do it, ask your parents for help, and then I'll buy some delicious food to honor him." It's not that I don't trust my brother, it's that this guy is sometimes unreliable, and the college entrance examination has something to do with me For the rest of my life, I have to be cautious.

"I'll tell you the result tomorrow." Hui Xiaobao carefully folded the checklist and received it in his arms. "You're all alone. Are you going to class tomorrow? I'll ask sister Lingling to come and get together. I wish you success in your exam. How about it?"

I thought about it, it was a good idea, then I scraped the refrigerator and found five bottles of beverages, two braised chickens, five bags of instant noodles, four apples, and one bag of alcoholic peanuts.

After thinking about it, I went to the canteen downstairs to buy a few bottles of Tsingtao beer and ten sausages, and wandered back home. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Hu Lingling and Liu Zhenyuan setting the table, and Hui Xiaobao was serving them attentively. A handsome guy in his twenties eats fruit.

When a few people saw that I had come back with beer, they surrounded me happily and rushed to take the beer away, even the handsome new guy was no exception.

"Da Chuan, let me introduce you. This is Brother Huang."