Return to the Road of God

At S City International Airport, Ge Qinzhou was standing at the airport pick-up gate, impatiently playing with the cigarette case in his hand.

"Teacher Ge!" He Yuexi and Guo Zhekai finally came out with the crowd. After a year, the two of them saw their mentor again, and they were all beaming with joy.

Ge Qinzhou was thrown by two half-sized children, and couldn't help but said: "Take it easy, lighten it, I'm an old bone, and I can't stand such a warm hug from you!"

Several people took the train back to City H that day. On the way, He Yuexi and Guo Zhekai reported to Ge Qinzhou about studying in country A non-stop. Ge Qinzhou listened with a smile and interrupted from time to time.

"It seems that I have gained a lot. He Yuexi can learn English."

He Yuexi waved his hand: "My English is not good, there is a student who is younger than us, he is very good!"

Guo Zhekai echoed from the side: "Well, drawing is also great!"

Mentioning Ye Yufan, He Yuexi couldn't help but think of what happened before departure. His face darkened, and he said, "We made an appointment to come back together, and we wanted to introduce him to Teacher Ge today, but unfortunately he didn't catch the plane."

Ge Qinzhou: "Oh? What happened?"

He Yuexi shook her head: "I don't know, I didn't get in touch. Before I left, I called the young master Guan and asked him to help him find it. I hope nothing happened to him." The cell phone card in country A cannot receive a signal when it arrives in the country , The two can only contact by email after returning home.

"Maybe it's a missed flight." Ge Qinzhou didn't think the matter was serious, but he was curious about how good that kid was, making his two favorite students willing to bow down.

It is indeed difficult to stand out at the Royal Academy of Arts, which is full of talents, but if the scope is narrowed to the Chinese circle, Ge Qinzhou still has confidence in Guo and He. "A Chinese student who is younger than you? Come and tell me, what is so good about him?"

The two immediately began to talk endlessly about Ye Yufan's deeds, such as being fluent in foreign languages, applying for the third year of the Royal Academy of Art after learning painting for half a year, going abroad at his own expense, working part-time while studying, being selected to participate in the theme exhibition held by the academy, I finished my painting homework and English summary report a month before the exam... Ge Qinzhou nodded in approval.

"At first, we were shocked when we learned that Ye Yufan had achieved that level of painting in half a year, but I thought he was just as talented in painting as Guo Zhekai, and his level was no higher than that of Akai and me at that time. But then I found out that’s not exactly the case..." He Yuexi recounted what happened when she and Ye Yufan traveled together in Italy, including the inspiration from the other party's inadvertent words, "At that time, I seemed to understand why he I was able to improve so fast that in the later theme exhibition, Ye Yufan's homework was selected, but I didn't, and I was able to accept it, and I think he might be even better than Guo Zhekai..."

The more Ge Qinzhou listened, the more interested he became: "How do you say?"

He Yuexi organized his language and continued: "For example, Guo Zhekai submitted forty paintings at the theme exhibition, but only one was selected, and he didn't even know why he was selected. I feel that although he has endless energy to try, it is still like a lottery, if he wins, he is successful, if he fails, he can only be reduced to mediocrity."

Ge Qinzhou nodded: "That makes sense, what about Ye Yufan?"

He Yuexi: "Ye Yufan is better at thinking than us. He not only sees problems deeply, but is also very smart!"

An excellent work should not only look at the surface, but also the connotation that the painter wants to express.With the same talent, an artist who can think is far more likely to succeed than an artist who paints by feeling.Because the former knows what he wants to create and what he is creating, the only thing he can't be sure of is the "state" or "time" needed for creation; while the latter relies more on intuition and instinct, and its instability is very obvious .

"Ye Yufan's way of thinking about problems and his habits of doing things are completely different from ours, and we have never learned it in the studio..." If He Yuexi knew Ye Yufan's resume before learning to paint, he would understand why they both Insufficient, there is still a substantial gap between a scumbag who has studied for several years in the third year of high school and a top student who has been ranked first in the final exam since childhood.

"Akai, what do you want to say?" Ge Qinzhou asked Guo Zhekai who had been listening silently.

Being named by his mentor, Guo Zhekai scratched his head and said: "Xiaoyue's analysis is very reasonable... Well, I seem to draw on impulse. When I saw SAFale's painting at the theme exhibition, I felt that I was not good enough in many places. That painting The painting reminds me a lot of my feelings when I was in Italy, some feelings, I think, um, it should be what he drew...Ye Yufan is very similar to that person, I think Ye Yufan will become as powerful as SAFale, I still have a lot to learn..."

Guo Zhekai's incoherent statement made Ge Qinzhou really unable to listen to it: "Okay, okay, just keep your own state." He looked at He Yuexi again and said, "From the perspective of logical thinking and language expression ability, you are comparable to He Yuexi. A Kai is much better, in fact, every artist has his own way of being, you have to be good at discovering your own advantages, and you don’t have to blindly praise others, in my eyes, you and A Kai are both good.”

He Yuexi blushed: "Yes."

Ge Qinzhou: "That kid named Ye Yufan, whenever you have a chance, bring it here and let me see."

He Yuexi's eyes lit up: "Well, definitely!"

The two-hour drive was over soon. Guo He and his family were in the countryside, and they planned to stay overnight in the downtown area of ​​City H.

In the evening, Ge Qinzhou cleaned up the dust for the two students. Guo Zhekai and He Yuexi’s contemporaries also rushed over after hearing the news. Most of them won prizes in the previous youth creative painting competition. Everyone on the road is struggling on this road, but the most outstanding among them are Guo He who was sponsored by the Hongyun Group to go abroad.

During the dinner, He Yuexi took out an envelope from his bag and handed it to Ge Qinzhou: "Mr. Ge, this is the money that Akai and I have saved over the past year. First, pay the previous tuition fees. When we make money, there will be more……"

Guo Zhekai was speechless for a moment, and when he learned the truth about He Yuexi's efforts to save money, he was both moved and guilty: "Xiaoyue~~~"

The students present were also moved by their actions and toasted Ge Qinzhou one after another.After a round of drinking, several of the overwhelmed were drunk first, and one of them hugged Ge Qinzhou's thigh and shouted, "Mr. Ge, I am here today because of you. Forgot about your~~~"

A "receiving banquet" lasted until midnight, almost everyone got down on the ground, and the only one who was sober at the end was Ge Qinzhou, who had been poured the most. He looked at a group of students with a smile: "Drink with me, you are still young!" It’s the same for painting, so let’s keep going.”

Everyone: "..."

Ge Qinzhou sent the drunk Guo He to a nearby hotel. He Yuexi had been drunk for a long time and was unconscious, still calling his name in a daze: "Teacher Ge, drink again..." He rubbed the student's head , sighed in relief.

Guo Zhekai looked at him with dull eyes, going mad for a while, and pretending to be dead for a while.

After the two of them settled down, Ge Qinzhou was about to leave, when Guo Zhekai stopped him.

"Teacher Ge!" Guo Zhekai was sitting upright on the bed, his eyes were bright, and he didn't look like he was drunk at all, "I want to tell you a secret."

Ge Qinzhou: "...What secret?"

Guo Zhekai stared at Ge Qinzhou with a serious expression and said, "Actually, Ye Yufan is SAFale!"

"Huh!?" Ge Qinzhou was stunned, "How do you know?" He looked at Guo Zhekai nervously, waiting for him to continue!

Guo Zhekai pursed his lips, raised his hands, pointed to his temples, and said, "Based on feeling." After saying these three words, his body softened and he "fainted".

Ge Qinzhou: "..."

In the middle of the night, Ge Qinzhou rode a moped to the Qianhai Bay of City H. He leaned against the bridge and let the evening wind blow his feverish mind.

Chong Shan came to him and asked him about "Xia Xiaochuan" because some people felt that SAFale's painting style was similar to Xia Xiaochuan's - this cannot be disputed, as a collateral relative of the Xia family, Ge Qinzhou has the absolute right to speak.

Before that, he had guessed that the student named SAFale might be Xia Xiaochuan's overseas student, but he never thought that the cousin with amazing talent returned to China in the 70s and died of illness in his hometown .And the most strange thing is that Xia Xiaochuan's experience in China is almost unknown!

Now, because of the appearance of SAFale, Xia Xiaochuan is being slowly excavated. Not only Chongshan, but also a mysterious force seems to be surging in the dark... As a relative of the Xia family, Ge Qinzhou wants to know more about Xia Xiaochuan's return than anyone else. What happened after that, what illness he died of, and where he is buried now.

But before that, he never imagined that Xia Xiaochuan would have something to do with a 16-year-old boy.

Guo Zhekai's intuition has always been accurate. Although he was drunk, Ge Qinzhou didn't think he was talking nonsense, and after he reminded him, Ge Qinzhou suddenly put together a lot of scattered fragments: SAFale, Chinese painting skills, 15-year-old portrait painter The boy, the middle school student who drew eyes on the wall, Ning Cheng...

It seemed that this child named Ye Yufan had to meet him himself.

As the cold wind hit, a spot of scarlet on the Qianhai Bay shone, and was suppressed by the man on the bridge railing.

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Ningcheng, Xiaozi Street, five o'clock in the morning.

In the dark and quiet residential building, the light in a room was on alone.

When Jiang Xue got up at night, she still heard the sound of the guitar coming from the next room. She rubbed her eyes and couldn't resist knocking on Jiang Bing's door: "...Brother, are you still asleep?"

Jiang Bing: "Well, practice for a while, did it wake you up?"

Jiang Xue shook her head. It's been a year. She never knew that her brother could devote himself so much to one thing, forgetting to eat and sleep for so long!He came back from the bar at two o'clock in the middle of the night every day, practiced until six or seven o'clock, and used to talk about noon. In the past two days, Jiang Bing couldn't sleep for three hours a day...

"Brother, when will Ye Yufan come back?" In front of the increasingly mature Jiang Bing, the domineering Jiang Xue unconsciously softened.

Jiang Bing's hand paused: "After a while, I will be back."

Jiang Xue: "Oh..."

Jiang Bing glanced at her: "Go to sleep, I will compose a song for a while, I will participate in an event in a few days, and I will make money by then, what do you want, I will buy it for you."

"No need, go to bed early." Jiang Xue shook her head and closed the door for her brother.

Jiang Bing stared blankly holding the guitar for a while, and entered the world of music again.

He has no extra time to waste, let only music in his mind, and he won't miss too much; if he walks faster, he can get closer to that person...

Thinking of these, he did not feel sleepy at all.

Volume [-]: Love is the last resort