The Art of Raiders of Rebirth

There are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life, but Yi Chengyi feels that his luck has always been good, and his life is one or two when there are no unsatisfactory things. Feng Shui takes turns, and good days will always come to an end, so he met Anderson. Started painting.

Of course, that was the previous life.

Although God did not allow him to live a peaceful and stable life this time, after all, this kind of ups and downs is the standard of ordinary people's life, but now he really feels very uncomfortable, applying the popular campus novels. In a word, I have used up all my luck to meet you.

Why should he become the kind of person who only has a name but doesn't go to class?Isn't this the behavior of local tyrants!The most valuable thing in his house is just a symbolic toilet. Hey!Lynn's family is rich, so Anderson can cross borders like taking stairs, and buy air tickets like bus tickets without feeling distressed or blinking. His face depends on his family background, but he relies on his ability. He can't do without jealousy, and his integrity and RP are so good that he wants to make people cry and faint in the toilet.

His family invited the best tutoring team for him, so even in such a small remote place, the education he receives is still international, formal and top-notch.

The tutor chosen by British parents for Anderson traveled across the ocean and arrived in this small village a week after he settled down.When Anderson proposed to let Yi Chengyi study with him, Yi Dagang was so grateful to Dade that he almost dug out his own kidney and gave it to Anderson.

Yi Chengyi knew that the house that Anderson bought was being renovated, and the waiters and housekeepers who came to China with him were taking care of everything there, and Anderson temporarily lived in Yi Chengyi's house because of the noise during the renovation. .Yi Chengyi's father simply regarded this borrowing as a super-sized pie that fell from the sky. Anyway, he has lived for so many years and has never seen such a rich man who can eat him for a year just by leaking a little bit from his teeth.

But Yi Chengyi really didn't want to have anything to do with this rich man, the experience in his previous life had made him miserable.

When his father brought him home from school with a serious expression on his face, he said gloatingly to Ergou that he would go to his house after school, and then sprinkled salt on his back.

To be honest, looking at his father's expression, he was really a little uneasy, but he should have expected this to be the case.

A person like Anderson, whose eyes are above the top, cannot play marbles in the sand and roll dirt like Yi Chengyi, nor can he listen to a junior high school teacher with a strong accent in the village who is not up to his standards and learn from textbooks all the way abroad. Anecdotally, the nutritional value of a few acres of potatoes in the national football team’s family is so on. He is not even interested in being admired and envied by those rural children, because those things are meaningless in his view of values. If he is not in the eye, then no matter whether he is envious or jealous, let him die.

Perhaps Yi Chengyi should burn three sticks of incense to God to thank him for his kindness. Because of the portrait sketch 15 years later, he aroused the interest of the rigorous and proud Anderson Lynn.

But still the same sentence, let him die.

Yi Chengyi was sitting in the living room at home with Yi Dagang pressing his shoulders, and Anderson was sitting opposite, and there were several middle-aged foreigners who looked the same and were unrecognizable beside him.

Yi Chengyi recognized one person, that was Anderson's housekeeper, Freeman, about thirty or forty years old, with a steady and proper demeanor, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, at first glance he gave a gentle but shrewd feeling.As for the others, perhaps those governesses.

"I wish the next classmates have a good time, senior brother." Anderson touched his ten fingertips lightly and put them on his lap. He obviously had a handsome face, but he just had nothing to do with being silly, soft, eating, sleeping, and being cute. On the contrary, it is a perfect fit with the abstinence poker face ten years later.

Yi Chengyi snorted expressionlessly, feeling the force behind Yi Dagang on his shoulder suddenly turned into a jack, Yi Chengyi had to calm down, resisting the weight on his shoulders, shut his mouth and No further indications.

"I can only teach you to speak English well first, or find someone to teach you to speak English well. If you translate the teacher's class content for you, it will be very troublesome. You'd better behave yourself."

As if coaxing and coercing a child with a threatening tone, Yi Chengyi was helpless to the extreme, but under the pressure of his father, he could only listen. If Anderson wanted to change Yi Chengyi by broadening his horizons, He is wrong, because Yi Chengyi is not a person who has never seen the world, on the contrary, his thinking is no less active than the vast universe, otherwise there are so many gorgeous pictures full of tension and creativity. It is also impossible to be born in his hands.

"Please feel free, as long as you don't draw, I'll be at your mercy." Yi Chengyi tilted his head and picked up a small strand of slightly curled hair and twirled it around his fingertips at will. He has no reason not to accept the high-quality education delivered to his door , not to mention that the other party used his father's hand to force him, and the guilt that he still had as if he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger disappeared for a while.

"You just don't realize your talent yet, and you don't say that when you actually discover it and start developing it."

"I really don't know what you are expecting. This kind of investment, which is equivalent to receiving no return at all, will only disappoint you who suddenly realize it sooner or later."

"I trust my vision."

"I believe you have misjudged."

Yi Chengyi is obviously inferior in all aspects, but at certain times the temperament exuded from him makes people have to re-examine this 11-year-old boy.

"We'll see how far your talent disappoints me."

"It's the point where you obviously bought a bunch of firecrackers, only to find out that they were actually a bunch of squibs." Yi Chengyi waved his hand, his indifferent disdain for him was so useless that it made people hate him.

Anderson didn't seem to be affected, he stretched out his hand to support his chin, tapped his leg rhythmically with the other hand, defiantly, as if to say that nothing about you, Yi Chengyi, has much to do with me.In fact, this made Yi Chengyi a little depressed, maybe it was because the man in his previous life had such a profound influence on him, no matter how indifferent Yi Chengyi was, that person would never show him to outsiders The arrogant, cold and unattainable image was applied to Yi Chengyi. Thinking about it now, Anderson seemed to have given him the privilege of being almost completely tolerant.

Sudden aversion to the cold made Yi Chengyi feel awkward, as expected Anderson is quite normal now.

Today may be the last day of leisure, Yi Chengyi is not a rebellious boy, even if he doesn't paint, he still has to start planning for his future.The all-round butler will negotiate with Yi Dagang on the teaching of Yi Chengyi. The eldest son may be able to make a difference after mixing with Anderson. This makes Yi Dagang very excited. He just listens and expresses his opinions. He just nodded and said yes.

Yi Chengyi was a little tired, he went back to the room and lay down on the bed.The small curtains hanging on the window were blown by the wind outside the window, and the gentle draft soothed his a little anxious mood. He let go of all worries and worries, and soon fell into a deep sleep.The dream came quickly, and Yi Chengyi forgot about his rebirth and his decision not to paint anymore. He sat in the studio of the high school he once attended. No one else was around.

He is not far from Yi Chengyi. Although there are curtains to block the light, there is still a glimmer of sunshine in the summer afternoon leaking through the gap. The studio is a bit empty and cold, and the little golden halo jumps around On Anderson's focused and drooping eyelashes, it seems that a thick and warm light is slowly blurred, and the clear blue eyes like the water and the sky are like an ancient poem recording the beautiful and clear gift that only exists in the distance. Ode.

Yi Chengyi's arms were a little sore, and his back could barely straighten up. He walked a little further away to look at his picture, stretched his limbs, and then put down the pencil.The skin next to the back of the finger and the little finger was so dark that it was almost reflective. He wanted to go to Anderson to see what he was drawing, but the man suddenly stood up, and then clamped a piece of sketch paper on the drawing board. The picture that has been shaped in the past is covered up.

Facing Anderson's calm gaze, Yi Chengyi didn't know what to say. At this moment, a little pain in his stomach made him find a topic. From morning to afternoon, Anderson has been sitting there drawing pictures with him, until now Neither of them had lunch yet.

"Would you like to eat something? Or can I bring one for you?" Sometimes Anderson would never let Yi Chengyi see his paintings, because he didn't know what he was painting, or it was because the paintings were not satisfactory. Not necessarily, Anderson is a person who likes to only show his good side. As for the failures and setbacks that must be encountered before success, he handles it by closing the door and accepting it completely and studying it patiently.

"Let's go eat together." He clapped his hands, and his beautiful fingers were also stained with black-gray lead ash, but compared to Yi Chengyi's degree of pollution, which was almost rubbed with his fingers, Anderson's It can be regarded as small and big, and of course it has something to do with his own control.

After rinsing his hands under the faucet, Yi Chengyi washed his face by the way. Anderson stood aside and looked at him. After entering high school, his stature suddenly increased. The advantage of the European and American skeleton structure made him look more mature. Although Yi Chengyi was very attractive in his youth, he never cared about his own face. In fact, he sometimes stared at the mirror and felt that he looked pretty good, and several times in art exhibitions his All of his works have won awards, and he is well-known in school, but every time he always sees Anderson receiving the so-called "annoying harassment" letters and gifts, and he has not even received a love letter in the past three years Haven't received it.

These are not the key points, the main thing is that Anderson's perfection can always strike a young man whose mind and age are immature all the time.

Wiping off the water on his face, Yi Chengyi wanted to lift his shirt sleeves to dry his face, but Anderson grabbed his raised arm, and then a soft thing pressed gently against his forehead and side face.

Yi Chengyi subconsciously turned his head to grab the piece, and when he touched Anderson's finger and the handkerchief, his gaze passed by inadvertently, the tenderness in that person's eyes seemed to be something poked into his heart The only soft spot.

Recently, when I get along with Anderson, I always feel a little strange for no reason. Sometimes the atmosphere becomes numb. Those small actions make Yi Chengyi feel as if he is being treated carefully by this person who always rejects people thousands of miles away. with.

He took the handkerchief from Anderson's hand, wiped it casually on his face, and then returned it. After taking the handkerchief Yi Chengyi used, he just folded it backwards and then took it back. In his pocket... This is also very abnormal. Anderson's cleanliness seems to be less serious. He still remembers that when he was a child, he just sat on his bed, and this person's face would turn black into ashes.

Yi Chengyi scratched his hair, don't think about things you can't figure out, people change.They planned to eat in a small restaurant they often frequented outside the school, but before they left the school gate, Yi Chengyi remembered that he left his wallet in the dormitory and did not pick it up.

Anderson, who has always been rigorous, also found that his wallet seemed to be forgotten in the studio.

It is also rare for this person to be sloppy, Yi Chengyi patted Anderson in a good mood, and told him to wait for him here, he went up to get it, and Anderson wanted to go with him, but Yi Chengyi dismissed him on the pretext of starving to death Went to order.

To be honest, when getting along with Anderson recently, the atmosphere became more and more awkward. Even if Yi Chengyi thought about it, he thought it was all right, but there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart that made him not want to get too close to Anderson.

If it weren't for his thick skin and strong sense of trust in his pictures, the contrast between a poor peasant and a young master would be enough to throw him into the cracks of the ground a thousand times.

Yi Chengyi was indeed hungry, he hurried to the studio while thinking about the meals, and saw his wallet on the stool where Anderson put his pencil case.Originally, he took his wallet and planned to leave, but Yi Chengyi was suddenly attracted by the painting covered by white paper.

It shouldn't matter if you just glance at it for a while...

Thinking like this in his heart, he stretched out his hand. In real life, there is no long shot and slow motion, just casually pinching a corner of the sketch paper, and then alternately changing white and black and gray, the side face of a teenager is carefully depicted on the screen On the drawing paper, it is as realistic and delicate as an old black and white photo.The light came in from the left, with the perfect profile curve and the calculated balance of light and shadow, Yi Chengyi couldn't recognize it at first glance. The cover on the drawing paper seemed to be specially lit to find an angle to shoot. The protagonist is himself.Above all, he remembered Anderson's consistent refusal to paint the human body.

The line of sight seems to be hooked by the picture full of artistic conception and emotion, and the angle between every turn of the slightly drooping side face is as beautiful as measured with a ruler. It makes people feel thrilling and involuntarily wants to go again and again Repeatedly sketching according to this arc, Yi Chengyi couldn't take his eyes off him at all. He really didn't know that he was so artistic and elegant. Isn't he a poor dick from the countryside and no one likes him? ?

The mood calmed down with the surrounding tranquility and the steady sense of the picture. I don't know how long I stared at it, but Yi Chengyi suddenly thought that the owner of the work was still waiting for him to take his wallet and go back to eat.When he turned around, there was a person standing at the door who made his adrenaline rush instantly. It was different from the excitement of being caught on the spot after doing something bad. It was an illusion that the soles of the feet were floating and the heart was beating nervously.

The person in the sketch flashed in his mind again, Yi Chengyi seemed to have caught something unreasonable, but it was fleeting, as if he was dragging past some huge monster in the pure white snow, a certain There was a huge crack in the place that was calm and intact.

The man seemed to say something, but the light suddenly became stronger, and the surrounding air seemed to be taken away, and the silence was distorted.

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