Return to the Road of God

After Ye Yufan started painting, Jiang Bing felt that he had completely changed. After knowing him for more than a month, Ye Yufan always looked lost and confused, and he was rarely particularly interested in anything.

Jiang Bing didn't know the reason for Ye Yufan's illness and Huahua. He thought that Jiang Xue had opened the door to a new world for Ye Yufan, so he secretly blamed his sister.

What kind of painting do you want to live well? Can painting be eaten as food?Can paintings be sold for money?There is no time to play even after drawing a picture, really!

During the day when Jiang Xue went to class, Ye Yufan and Jiang Bing did not forget to bring his sketchbook with him. Except for eating and walking, he would open that dilapidated notebook and draw a few strokes during the rest of the time.

Jiang Bing asked him: "So interesting?"

Ye Yufan replied: "My hands are itchy, and I feel unsteady when I stop."

Jiang Bing looked at his notebook and said, "The drawing is really ugly."

Ye Yufan turned his back to prevent him from looking at it.

Jiang Bing: "..."

In the afternoon, Jiang Bing went to the motorcycle shop to repair the car. Ye Yufan sat next to him and drew the motorcycle. He could draw wherever he went. The whole person was like a clockwork robot, completely unaware of fatigue!

After Jiang Bing finished repairing all the cars, Ye Yufan was still immersed in his world. Jiang Bing simply moved a small bench, lit a cigarette, and waited for Ye Yufan to recover himself while smoking. As a result, he waited for more than half an hour. "Aren't you tired?" Jiang Bing asked.

Ye Yufan flipped through the half-drawn notebook, and said calmly, "It's not physical work, why are you tired?"

Jiang Bing: "Don't you need to use your brain?"

Ye Yufan: "Compared to doing math problems, I don't know how much easier drawing is."

Jiang Bing: "..."

Ye Yufan turned the pencil and said, "I discovered that drawing is just a skill. If you want to draw well, you have to practice more." Difficult?Is it because you didn't practice?No, it's just plain annoying.

"Is it the same when you were studying?" Jiang Bing asked.

Ye Yufan: "What?"

"Did you devote yourself in this way when you were in school?" Concentrated, concentrated, forgetting to eat and sleep, meticulous, every minute and every second that can be used is not idle, no wonder it has always been number one.

Jiang Bing didn't know how to express this, and he didn't understand why Ye Yufan could do this. If a person put all his energy into one thing, wouldn't he feel monotonous?

He himself is a person who can't even play games to the end. He is tired of the same thing and changes the same thing. He has never done a thing carefully since he was a child.

Ye Yufan said slowly: "When I was young, my dad told me that people are like machines. If you use it, it will spin faster. If you don't use it, it will rust and age. When you want to use it one day, you need to use it again." It takes a while to grind off the dust and rust that has accumulated on it. This process is painful for the machine. So, never slack off and never indulge yourself. When you get used to winding up life, once you relax, I feel uncomfortable all over... I fell ill a while ago, I don't know what to do, what to do in this world, I am confused and painful, now I probably have some direction, I don't want to waste time, I hate Waste of time, I want to get back the old feeling."

……

Going back that day, Ye Yufan's words echoed repeatedly in Jiang Bing's mind. The more he thought about it, the more ashamed he felt. Could it be that he was the rusty machine that Ye Yufan said?He tried hard to find a bright spot to prove himself, but there was none. Even the only ability to repair cars became pale after Ye Yufan opened the "motorcycle repair skills book".

Jiang Bing even felt that if Ye Yufan wanted to learn, there was nothing he couldn't learn. From playing games, car repairs, playing billiards, cultural lessons, and now painting, he could do everything.

Ye Yufan at this moment is like a distant star to Jiang Bing, hanging high in the night sky, shining brightly, seemingly within reach, but in reality it is out of reach!

... Ahhh!Jiang Bing shook his head unwillingly, and said to himself, he must cheer up, be stronger than Ye Yufan, and be richer than Ye Yufan!It's not enough to lead the younger brothers to "shopping" everywhere, but also to make a career in a dignified way, and lead the younger brothers to make a fortune!

That's right, that's it!

But, is there any way to make a lot of money?

In this society, everyone thinks that the prerequisite for getting rich is to study hard, but what Jiang Bing is worst at is reading. He will fall asleep after reading a book for half a minute.

In this society, no one pointed out a clear development path for the following children with poor grades, and no one told them that they can surpass those high-achieving students with poor grades in later life.

If you don't study well, you will be inferior to others, and you will have no future. This is already public perception.

Therefore, no matter how prosperous the 17-year-old Jiang Bing is in the society, and no matter how much he takes care of his younger brother, he still has a sense of inferiority in his heart, especially now compared with Ye Yufan, this kind of anxiety is so strong that he dares to be afraid. trembling……

After a few days, Wu Fei saw that his boss was frowning all day long, and he cared about him: "Bingge, what's the matter recently? What's bothering you, let's talk about it and think of a solution together!"

"Hey!" Jiang Bing sighed heavily, and asked, "Do you know where you can make money?"

"Make money?" Wu Fei wondered, "Boss, are you short of money? I still have 50 yuan here, so you can make do with it?"

Jiang Bing: "Go away, whoever wants your little money, brother wants to make a lot of money!"

"Ah! Make a lot of money!" Wu Fei got excited, "Bring me one, Brother Bing! I want to make a lot of money too!"

Jiang Bing was silent, yes, he is not the only one who wants to make a lot of money, everyone in the world wants to get rich, but how many people are really rich?Even his parents have worked hard for more than ten years to start a small business!

This amount of money is nothing in the eyes of a young master like Ye Yufan, he even buys the most expensive paint...

Since Jiang Xue learned to paint, she has been asking her parents for money to buy painting materials, so Jiang Bing probably knows that learning to paint costs money, and Jiang Bing also knows that Jiang Xue uses paints very aggressively!As for the box of paint that Ye Yufan was looking at, each tube was about the size of a disposable toothpaste. Squeezing out all of it probably wouldn't be enough for Jiang Xue's can, and it would be enough to use up just one painting!

...Fuck, how much money will I have to spend to buy paint for that kid!

In fact, Jiang Bing didn't need to think about these issues at all. It was definitely wishful thinking that since Ye Yufan followed him, he would be responsible for the other party's life.

Jiang Bing sighed and said: "If I know how to make a lot of money, can I not take you with me!"

Wu Fei also sighed: "Hey!"

Jiang Bing: "You bastard!"

Wu Fei: "Blessed and sighed together!"

Jiang Bing: "..."

Wu Fei: "Speaking of which, I have an aunt who works in a funeral home. She came to my house two days ago and asked my dad if he wanted to work there. You know my dad has been out of work for a while. He drinks and plays cards all day long. Every day I When I got home, I heard that old waste arguing with my mother... This time my aunt introduced the job of carrying the dead, carrying the dead from the hospital or family members onto the cart, and then pushing them into the cremation room. It's that simple! Wu Fei stretched out his finger and said, "You can get 100 yuan for carrying a dead body. If you can carry ten corpses a day, it will be 1000 yuan. More!"

Jiang Bing's face was stiff: "...why tell me this?"

"Do you want to go? If you recite ten a day, you can earn tens of thousands a month!" Wu Fei looked forward to it, "It's a pity that my dad is timid, and his face turned gray when he heard the funeral parlor. Minors are not recruited, ah~ I almost forgot, Brother Bing, you are also underage... Hey, Brother Bing? Where are you going, Brother Bing?"

"..." How could he accept such a younger brother~ It's too perverted! !

This day when Jiang Xue came home, Ye Yufan was sitting on the living room floor drawing. The sketchbook I bought together was almost finished. Jiang Xue was very touched. Recently, under the influence of Ye Yufan, she also did her homework very well. Timely, very serious, it seems that back when I was interested in painting at the beginning, I didn't feel tired when I threw myself on the drawing paper for [-] hours a day.

This is the value of male gods!He is the vane of her life!He is a role model for all men!

Jiang Xue covered her chest with her hands, and tiptoed to the other party's side. When she glanced at the drawing on the sketchbook, she was stunned!There are layers of spiral circles on the paper, starting from one point and spreading outwards, forming a densely packed entire page.

"What are you drawing?" Jiang Xue asked in surprise.

Ye Yufan was interrupted by Jiang Xue, stopped and said, "I'm practicing my pen control skills."

Jiang Xue: "Ability to control the pen?"

"Well," Ye Yufan said, "The lines I draw always don't go according to my own ideas. I obviously want to draw one look, but what I draw is another look, so I want to practice."

Jiang Xue: "It's normal. It's like this for novices. It's good to draw more and practice makes perfect. What's the use of drawing spiral circles!"

Ye Yufan looked at the paper and pondered for a moment, and said, "I think it's useful. For example, we only use one stroke to draw a one-centimeter circle or a ten-centimeter circle. Which one is easier to draw a circle?"

Jiang Xue: "Little one."

"Well, the larger the circle, the more difficult it is to draw a circle with one stroke. Similarly, the slower you draw, the easier it is to draw a circle, because the mind will consciously control the pen-point. If the distance between each circle and the previous circle is controlled within one millimeter, the circle will The bigger it is, the faster it is drawn, and the more likely it is to mess up the spacing, some two lines will stick together, and some will be separated..." Ye Yufan turned to the first few pictures, "Look, this is the first time I draw I often trembled in my hands, but after two days of practice, it’s much better.”

Jiang Xue compared and found that the gap was really big. The circles on the previous pages were all distorted and the lines were very stiff, but the circles in the latest one are already very round. As Ye Yufan said, he was trying to control the lines and lines. If the gap between the lines is kept at one millimeter, let alone my own ability to control the pen, even Li Le in their class can't do it!

"How did you know this painting method?" Jiang Xue asked excitedly.

"I thought of it as I was painting." Ye Yufan thought that every painter should have his own way to practice the ability to control the brush.

Jiang Xue's eyes lit up, and she suggested, "Are you interested in going to class with me? Our school is very loose, anyone can go in, theory classes and so on, are taught by more than 100 people, and we Do you want to take a look at his studio?"

"Is it possible?" Ye Yufan was very interested. Except for Jiang Xue, he didn't know what the other art students were painting and how well they were painting.

Jiang Xue said excitedly: "Of course!" She didn't know how much face she would be able to bring a male god to school, and maybe someone misunderstood Ye Yufan as her boyfriend... ahahaha!

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Years later, Rui Beinian asked Zhong Yueren about Ye Yufan's recent situation.

"His father just called me once two days ago," Zhong Yueren said, "I heard that his condition has improved a lot, and his father is hesitating whether to persuade him to go back to school."

Rui Beinian: "Really? I have a new discovery here!"

Zhong Yueren: "What is it?"

Rui Beinian: "Do you still remember those paintings you sent me last time? Those paintings are not just random graffiti! I asked an expert to take a look, and guess what, Ye Yufan's drawing turned out to be a jigsaw puzzle The other party is full of praise, hehe, I said that things will not be that simple!"

Zhong Yueren said: "Did you show the painting to others?"

Rui Beinian: "Don't be nervous, the other party doesn't know that Ye Yufan painted it."

Zhong Yueren frowned, and said: "I heard from his father that Xiao Yu seems to have started drawing recently."

Rui Beinian was startled: "What?"

Zhong Yueren: "It's said that it's not the crazy look it used to be, but drawing in a sane state. Although painting can indeed relieve mental stress, when you hypnotized him last time, didn't you confirm that he hates painting? The paradox of personality..."

That's right, Rui Beinian was deeply impressed by this. He once asked Ye Yufan about painting under hypnosis, but what Ye Yufan showed was not only resistance, but also a bit of instinctive disgust. It will only happen when you are severely frustrated or hurt by something. Ye Yufan's psychological quality is very good, even if his art grades are poor, he will not feel disgusted.

Rui Beinian: "I'll come to Ningcheng next week. Can you convince Ye Yufan's parents to let me meet Xiao Yu! I guess the person in Ye Yufan's body is merging with his master soul."

Rui Beinian had told Zhong Yueren all his inferences before, so Zhong Yueren was not shocked by Rui Beinian's remarks at this time, but he was a little bit troubled. One of the main reasons why Ye Yufan gave up treatment was that after two consecutive hypnosis, he The subsequent impact on his mind and body might not have been the same if he had taken a little lesser measures at that time.

Zhong Yueren: "I don't have much confidence in persuading Ye's family, but I will give it a try. You wait for my news before booking a ticket."

Rui Beinian: "We have to hurry up, this case cannot be delayed any longer, or we may miss the best time for a diagnosis!"

The author has something to say: [Reminder] Don’t think that the doctor’s speculation is completely correct. Everyone in the story is a character in the play. They can only promote the story from their own perspective, not decisive. .