The Art of Raiders of Rebirth

"I——here——" the master's joyful mental activity can be heard in the voice, Yi Yiqian raised half of his eyebrows as he looked at the door, and Yi Chengyi looked like the police came to rescue, The light from the corner of Anderson's eyes swept across Yi Chengyi's body, and Yi Chengyi, who looked like a winner in life just now, suddenly fell silent.

Anderson took a step back, held the doorknob and twisted it open. Lin Huarou outside the door didn't react immediately. One second he was facing the bare door panel, and the next second a person like the one written in the novel The handsome man stood in front of her with a blank expression, and had to lament the strangeness of life... But the speed of blood rushing to her head was obviously faster than her reaction speed. The three-dimensional and clear foreign boy came into view completely, and what is love at first sight has been fully interpreted by a good-looking face at this time.

What should I say at this time?Why do you think the way to open it is wrong!According to the plot of a general novel, it should not cause conflicts with the target of the strategy. Does the heroine leave a deep impression on the hero?Lin Huarou thought carefully about all the campus gossip she had read. She stumbled, fell, accidentally bumped into the bullied and rescued, and the bicycle hit the Mercedes. Why? ? ?How does this allow the plot to develop? ? ?

Anderson frowned and looked at Lin Huarou who was wandering around outside the door, feeling that she was a waste of time.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Ah?" Lin Huarou was suddenly asked, and the various options that were still swirling in her mind froze in an instant. Her eyes were very big, and Anderson's displeased face was reflected in the amber pupils. She couldn't tell for a long time. In a word.

"Please go back if you have nothing to do. I still have things to do."

The eviction order had already been issued, but Lin Huarou hadn't sorted out the garbled characters in her mind, and the handsome face in her impression was once again replaced by the oncoming and closed door.

This is... This is... This is the ending of choosing "Ah? Then with eyes that are pure and misty like a deer"?But that's not how it is written in the novel... Shouldn't it be, should... Should there be a deep and dignified eye contact as if it had spanned thousands of years?

Lin Huarou worked hard to sort out the various possibilities in her mind, and tried to splice those irrelevant fragments into a grassroots romantic love story of a new generation of rural campus princes.

Yi Chengyi was a little surprised at the speed and directness of Anderson's handling of things. He seemed to have completely ignored the glassy heart of the girl who was shut out.Why are the people around him all elm-headed?Don't you know how to treat lovely women harmoniously and kindly?Maybe in this period of time when they are not enlightened, they will lose their lifelong happiness without knowing it. Is it when they can't find a wife when they wake up?

Yi Chengyi has a good understanding, because he has never been able to find a wife.

Anderson put his hand down from the doorknob, slowly raised his slightly lowered head, his gaze was always locked on Yi Chengyi's eyes that were unwilling to face him honestly.He walked to the table and easily fished out a pencil from the drawing box with his fingers in a habitual gesture. "It's very unpleasant for you to always be like this."

The pencil was held quietly in his hand, and Yi Chengyi's eyes followed Anderson's gently shaking the pen tip in a tuned way. The indifference of his tone made Yi Chengyi inexplicably uncomfortable.Although Anderson in his previous life also maintained his unique pride and cold aura, Yi Chengyi has never personally experienced the feeling of distance imposed on him. "Obviously the painting is very good, but you are dismissive of your own talent, why do you have to forcibly establish a barrier between yourself and that world?"

The pencil was thrown at Yi Chengyi in a smooth parabola just as Anderson finished speaking, and he subconsciously caught the pencil. While feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity, he was severely burned because he held it tightly and refused to let it go. The wound began to ache suddenly.No matter how hard you try, you can't go beyond. Even when you raise your head and want to look up, you find that the distance between them is so far away that it is unattainable.

Yi Chengyi was afraid. As long as Anderson Lynn existed in this world, he would never have the courage to pick up any paintbrush.

No matter how hard you try, so what?He will be surpassed after all, he is not a genius at all, because his so-called talent is brought by rebirth, and Anderson does not need those at all, no matter how many times he is reborn, he can achieve classics in that field, because he is a true genius, And his focus is shameful and resentful.

"I don't know what world you're talking about. I just know that I still have to go out to herd sheep." Yi Chengyi met Anderson's cold gaze without fear, and the firmness in his eyes showed his determination. The strength that made him so firm came from his complete surrender and fear of the other party.

"It doesn't matter to you whether I paint or not, and wouldn't it be a good thing to have one less competitor around you?"

"Do you think painting is for competition?"

As expected, Anderson is still too young. If he were an adult, he would probably use an indifferent response to raise this question with strong subjective emotions as easily as a normal question, but the sense of oppression in it can make people feel uncomfortable. Not enough fear.Yi Chengyi knew that Anderson was a little angry now, the last thing he could tolerate was being greasy, disgusting, being intimately contacted by others, and being questioned about his most important things.

"I don't know." Yi Chengyi shook his head, the picture is innocent, each piece of work that has been carefully managed and shaped and integrated with emotion is unique, the art in it cannot be used for comparison, but his inferiority complex towards Anderson has long been Inscribed into the bone marrow, his paintings have never been recognized by the outside world, and subtly exerted a profound sense of inferiority into his works.Perhaps it is because Yi Chengyi is too obsessed with his own art, so when facing Anderson, who is also obsessed with his own art, he will spontaneously produce a sense of contrast, compare and find that he is always the one who loses, stand The higher the height, the harder the fall. No matter how much confidence he has in his pictures, how much disappointment he will eventually turn into.

"I just want to see you show your art. Good artistic beauty is like pure oxygen, which is indispensable in life."

"When you lack the so-called artistic beauty, just pick up a small mirror and take a picture." Yi Chengyi looked at Anderson from the corner of his eyes, walked over, and put the pencil back into Anderson's hand.In the eyes of the two facing each other, Yi Yiqian seemed to see the dissatisfaction and resentment that was about to overflow.

"I am not Narcissus, I will not fall in love with my own shadow, I will only fall in love with the art I love." Anderson squinted his eyes half-closed, as if he was reading a declaration of inviolability.

"It's really a good aesthetics of life." Yi Chengyi's echoing tone was vaguely provocative. It's really good. He was already paranoid to such an extent at a young age, so that Anderson who was so obsessed with art at the back would Appearing is also not unreasonable!What the hell, when he was ten years old, he was still thinking about which tree to climb after school to pull which little girl's braids, and rolled around, as wild as a monkey.

Who instilled Anderson Lynn's weird world view in him, get out, and promise not to kill him!

Anderson didn't speak, but the slightly raised head raised his gaze, and the sea-colored eyes half covered by the lower eyelids revealed his disdain and deep contempt everywhere.

"I said nephew, what are you going to argue with Anderson?"

This kind of Yi Chengyi made Yi Yiqian a little strange. In his impression, his eldest nephew had been a bully since he was a child. He didn't seem to have anything to insist on, so when others asked him There is almost no bottom line for him to tolerate all kinds of unreasonable demands.But today, when he was arguing with Anderson, for the first time, he saw Yi Chengyi's bouncing self-view. It seemed that an inexplicable thing was wrapped and suppressed, and the reflected perseverance made him look like nothing at all. He is a young man whose outlook on life is being enlightened.

"I'm sorry." Yi Chengyi lowered his head neatly, and Anderson's eyes fell on his face. He walked to Yi Yiqian's side, took the sketch that Yi Chengyi drew at the beginning, and spread it out In front of Yi Chengyi. "I have an inexplicable feeling about this painting. I can't explain it. It's weird anyway."

The drawing paper was a little crumpled. Even though it was carefully preserved, the sketch on it had begun to blur due to the quality of the paper, but the specific outline of the person could still be seen clearly.This can also be regarded as an unsolved mystery. The reason for the inexplicable sense of familiarity is that this man is what he will look like more than ten years later.

Of course, Yi Chengyi waited for him to understand it by himself. It was rare for Anderson to feel confused. He was a little happy, but it didn't seem to be anything.He looked at the painting carefully, and then blinked his dry eyes that had been focused for a long time. "I paint whatever I want."

Anderson stared into Yi Chengyi's eyes for a while, then looked away, folded the fragile piece of paper along the traces, and pressed it into a book on the table.

The atmosphere in the room gradually calmed down. Yi Yiqian skillfully turned his pen and hummed a little tune. It was true that he hoped that his nephew would paint, but if he really didn't want to paint, he wouldn't. I can't force you to come.It's just that he will never give up the opportunity to carve this piece of rough jade. Maybe he just needs to make a statement. Anderson seems to be more eager to see more things from Yi Chengyi. Tormented by portrait sketches, he was almost insane.

"One by one, it is a loss if you don't paint."

"It's a loss when I paint." Shaking his messy head, Yi Chengyi sat on the bed. He ignored that the bed now belongs to Anderson, so when he sat down habitually, Anderson's expression a bit dark. "There's a stool over there." He pointed to a stool next to the desk, with a somewhat forceful tone.

Yi Chengyi supported the bed and stood up, then sat down on the designated stool helplessly.Cleanliness or something is really annoying.

"I said I'm not going to draw anymore, so can I go out now? Staying here is really boring."

Anderson happily walked to the door and opened it.

Although I was a little surprised, but I admired Anderson's sharpness more. If he had to sharpen the pencil head into a perfect cone in his previous life, he would suddenly and straightforwardly express that in fact, he can sharpen it in any way as long as he can. It’s fine if you don’t paint, Yi Chengyi thinks that he may be more tolerant of Anderson’s typical Virgo perfectionism, but now Anderson is obviously not so attached to his own aesthetics that it cannot be violated.

"Hey, if we don't talk about painting, I'd be very happy to be your little partner." Yi Chengyi said when he walked in front of Anderson, looking at Anderson with his four eyes gave the impression of being very arrogant and condescending.

"The reason why you think about feeding pigs and sheep all day is largely because the limitations of rural education have affected your judgment of the world." Anderson had already grasped the doorknob, and when the door was about to close, Yi Cheng Yi jumped out.He vaguely heard Anderson say... "You should change your education."

... I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Yi Chengyi felt that Anderson's tone of voice seemed to have the certainty of a judge.

He was locked outside the door, with his back facing the door, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lin Huarou sitting on the ground hugging her knees, her body huddled together.Sure enough, Anderson this guy!Let a glass heart have a little emotion!Yi Chengyi squatted down and patted Lin Huarou. The little girl raised her head and looked at him, her eyes seemed to say why it was you.

It's a bit embarrassing, why is the atmosphere completely different from what he imagined...

"Isn't he coming out?" Lin Huarou glanced at the closed door from time to time while looking at Yi Chengyi.Why are all the women in the world so biased? While lamenting how sad, regrettable, and miserable, he thought that men seem to be more partial to beautiful women than they are.

"Are you talking about Anderson? He probably won't come out." Pulling up Lin Huarou, Yi Chengyi put his hands in his coat pockets, "Do you want to do your homework at my house or go out with me to herd sheep?"

It turned out his name was Anderson.Lin Huarou said it silently several times in her heart, and remembered it.Of the two options proposed by Yi Chengyi, she chose the former decisively. After all, if she was in his house, the chance of bumping into Anderson was relatively high. Aren't feelings and things cultivated slowly? The first time she expected Love at first sight didn't work out, maybe sparks sparked the second time...

I have to say that Lin Huarou was tortured very badly, and Mary Su took up all the stupid, sweet and evil thunder, and she was a little complacent.But after all, she is young and ignorant, the most important thing is to know at a glance that she is just a trick.