Heard I'm Frail [Quick Transmigration]

The enthusiastic old man probably finally realized that he had disturbed Gu Chuan, he showed an apologetic expression, and then left.But before he left, he reluctantly took out a business card and handed it to Gu Chuan, and said: "There is my phone number in it, if you ever change your mind and want to work in my company, I welcome you at any time !"

Gu Chuan looked down and found that it was a seafood company.

Without the obstruction of unrelated people, Gu Chuan finally came to the painting.Although his eyes had some minor problems, which made him unable to see the colors on the painting, it didn't affect him standing there and admiring it.It's just that he just walked to the destination when he felt a person standing next to him, that person was also admiring the painting, but his appreciation was different from Gu Chuan's. As soon as he stood still, he began to describe every part of the painting loudly. details.

"The painting that won the championship is really beautiful. The excellent use of color makes people feel amazing. Especially the gradual white of the building wall, it really makes people unable to imagine how good the painter is The blueness of the sky is not only blue, it is also tinted with white, and people can even see the gray hidden inside..."

"No.2's painting is not bad either. It dyes the grass with green, and the ground has the feeling of rain. The green grass is dotted with some brightly colored flowers. Twenty flowers on the left are pink, and ten flowers on the right are red. The one below the middle is blue, and the penultimate flower is purple... It makes people feel like spring after the rain..." Probably speaking alone, the young man began to try to interact with Gu Chuan Le: "I think the painting next to you is not as good-looking as yours at all. Your No.1 deserves its name, right?"

"..."

Seeing that Gu Chuan didn't respond, that person changed the subject and continued to praise Gu Chuan's paintings.He said: "Your painting level is really superb, especially the use of color! I think your green sun is really ingenious, and it is the finishing touch of this painting! Picasso is alive!"

"Green?" Gu Chuan paused, and asked, "Is the sun green?"

"A very wonderful idea!" The young man opened his eyes and continued to praise Tezan, "I don't think anyone in the world has such a fantastic idea like yours - the green sun!? This is simply a genius idea! Such a fantastic idea The sun hangs high above the city, presumably you want to use irony to reveal the weirdness of this city..."

Gu Chuan was silent for a moment, and then he said word by word: "This is my mistake." Although he thought that under his own conditions, there was a great chance of getting the wrong color, but he thought that he had done as much as possible. Avoiding this kind of mistake... I didn't expect that he overestimated himself.

He made a mistake.

Gu Chuan stared blankly at the painting, and countless thoughts rushed into his mind for a while.He was thinking that he had made such a mistake in such a realistic painting, why was such a painting still selected as No.1?He closed his eyes and reproduced his painting in his mind. He clearly felt that once the green sun was added, the whole painting would be nondescript.

Gu Chuan stood firmly in front of the three paintings. At this moment, the young man might have sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and had already quietly left.At this moment, the exhibition hall suddenly became noisy. When Gu Chuan looked over, he saw media reporters rushing over with microphones and cameras.They first took a crackling shot of the painting, and then both the camera and the microphone pointed at Gu Chuan.

"Are you Gu Chuan?"

"I heard that you are a painter! Can you share your painting experience with everyone?"

"Gu Chuan, can you say a few words of encouragement to everyone?"

"I am Super Entertainment here. I would like to interview you, Mr. Gu Chuan, on behalf of the general public. Do you have anything to say about your winning the first prize in this competition?"

"Gu Chuan, do you have anything to say to your friends who have been caring about you?"

"..."

Gu Chuan took a step back uncomfortably, seeing that everyone had finally quieted down a bit, and he didn't look back at the people around him until he stopped directing the microphone to his face.These media reporters are probably recruited by the organizer of the painting competition. This is not surprising, because the organizer has spent a lot of money to hold such an event, and of course they want to do some news reports to promote it.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath involuntarily, staring at Gu Chuan without blinking, waiting for him to speak.And Gu Chuan did not refuse, he took a microphone, and then asked softly: "Do you really think my painting can get No.1?"

"Of course!"

Gu Chuan saw that the eyes of those people were all on him, and no one looked at his painting—even though his painting was less than one meter behind him, and he could see it just by looking up. .

But, no one cares.

All eyes were on Gu Chuan, maybe a camera took a few shots at the painting, but it soon turned back to Gu Chuan.They all seemed curious, very curious, especially Gu Chuan.They came to today's art exhibition. In this place called the painting competition, they paid more attention not to the works, but to the painters.

Gu Chuan worked as an actor in the last world, and was filmed by countless cameras, but he never felt as uncomfortable as he is now.Facing the camera and everyone's eyes, he said: "I made a mistake in this drawing, I think..."

"No mistakes! It's so beautiful!" Someone interrupted Gu Chuan's words loudly.

"Yeah! Your paintings are very beautiful! Excellent!"

"No mistakes at all!"

"you think too much!"

"..."

Gu Chuan opened his mouth and said, "The sun I painted is green, which doesn't match my theme..."

"Green? It's beautiful!"

"You think too much! This color is so beautiful! It's unrivaled!"

"..."

Some people even shouted loudly: "The sun is originally green!"

Immediately someone agreed: "Yes! It's green!"

"..."

Xunsheng rushed back to Gu Chuan's side Xu Yang stood up and stood in front of him, but he couldn't block everything outside.Gu Chuan looked at the people around him in a daze. He seemed to be standing there alone, facing the crowd's praise one after another. Although his heart was clear, his consciousness was already somewhat blank.He clearly saw the opening and closing of those people's mouths, and heard enthusiastic praises in his ears. The violent remarks distorted the black and white world in front of him for a moment.

"Tear--"

There was a harsh sound, and the painting that was originally hanging on the frame was torn off.Everyone was taken aback. When they came back to their senses, Gu Chuan, who had been quiet in front of the camera, stretched out his hand at some point and tore off the painting on the frame.He left the waste drawing paper on the ground and left.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who cast [land mines]: it turns out that there are 1 freedom in the distance; thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]:

4 bottles of Mo Yiming and Linyu; 3 bottles of Tingui; 1 bottle of Feii, Qijiuyi, and Kuimo; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!