The Art of Raiders of Rebirth

In the next few days, Yi Chengyi really obeyed his own words, drawing during the day and sleeping at night, and his schedule was so accurate and healthy that even he himself was not used to it.Anderson still often comes to draw with him, and Yi Yiqian comes in from time to time to read about Yi Chengyi's paintings. He finds that he has almost nothing to instruct about Yi Chengyi's paintings, but this is because he himself once announced Yi Chengyi Already graduated.His hands were itchy to look at, so Yi Yiqian also set up an easel and started painting next to Anderson. Anderson would stop from time to time to watch Yi Yiqian draw, and Yi Yiqian would explain and give guidance.

This kind of atmosphere seems to have returned to the past, but at that time Yi Chengyi was still clumsy as hell, a feeling of opening a plug-in came spontaneously, Yi Chengyi always had a guilty conscience, he was suddenly afraid that he would wake up again Back in the body of the previous life.

But after so long, would his body be nothing but ashes?

He doesn't know either.

After staying here for nearly a month and a half, Yi Chengyi's painting is finally finished. The title of the work is the four words that popped up in his mind that night when the inspiration burst out - water dissolves in water.

This is a fifty-by-sixty oil painting with a flat black background. Elegant and airy slender flowers are intertwined, floating or immersed in the periphery of a large realistic pocket watch. The dial is deep purple and blue, converging Colliding together is like a long, distant and boundless universe. The stars and nebulae are hazy and mysterious. The numbers symbolizing time are composed of twelve exquisitely carved three-dimensional flowers. The three pointers are wrapped with flower vines, pointing to three sides respectively. Each flower vine changes from color to growth state, just like from youth to middle age to old age, and after withering, it blooms again.

The fixed end point of the three pointers is an hourglass. The hourglass occupies the position of the visual center of the picture. A skeleton and a person are floating and kneeling at the two ends respectively. The skeleton below has regrown flesh and blood where it was sprinkled by quicksand. , and the person above the hourglass, the place where the sand is lost has already exposed thick bones, just like the alternation of yin and yang, there is no eternal death, and there is no eternal life. The exchange between life and death is ordinary. It's like sand in an hourglass slowly leaking down, and it's like water dissolving in water.

Yi Chengyi felt that it was a bit too ostentatious. At the moment of completion, besides feeling the joy of success, he also felt a heavy uneasiness in his heart.

The works drawn in this way can indeed shock everyone, because an 11-year-old rural child who has not received any orthodox art training at all can draw a painting that can be called a high-quality painting in terms of composition and shape.In the eyes of the outside world, Yi Chengyi's understanding of painting is as clean as a blank sheet of paper, but he can flexibly master the changes in light and shadow and realistic skills. This is undoubtedly a genius that is rare in a century, but only Yi Chengyi I just realized that these are not things that can be obtained overnight, and his so-called genius painting skills are also accumulated through a lot of practice in previous lives.

In fact, he is afraid of facing the eyes of the public. He is not ready to accept all kinds of undisguised human nature, whether it is beautiful or ugly. He doesn't want this kind of inexplicable aura at all. The two words that are enough to mention in one stroke easily wiped out the exhaustion and embarrassment of his previous life.

It's a pity that others don't know that he is not a genius, especially how to face Anderson Lynn.

Anderson Lynn has always been unsurpassed in Yi Chengyi's mind. He wants to be good enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, but the reality is often not satisfactory, and now he easily walks to his side or even further In the place where he was, he was not as vigorous as he had imagined, but instead made Yi Chengyi feel a little despicable.

But this is beyond his control... Besides, it was Anderson who asked him to paint, and he had already said that he would not paint...

After the work was finished, Yi Chengyi found a reason not to let Anderson and Yi Qianqian in and out of his room, and hid it with the painting with his own uneasy emotions. He was careful not to be discovered, and he stayed there almost all day long. In front of the painting, and then sat there for a long time staring, dazed.

This kind of critical moment is very easy to create an illusion of "it's the last moment, I'm very busy and I don't want to be disturbed". No one deliberately disturbs him. Yi Chengyi has always been in painting. They all maintain self-esteem, but too much self-esteem can easily turn into inferiority complex, so he has never been able to let go of Anderson in his previous life.

One person couldn't figure it out, and several times he almost cut the picture with a utility knife.

Once he enters this tangled maze, it is difficult to climb out again. Yi Chengyi recalled all the things in his previous life. What he faced was not only handing over his work and accepting the baptism of all kinds of eyes, but also a guilty conscience. and uneasy.

It is said that people who engage in art are a little neurotic, and Yi Chengyi is probably in the final stage of neurotic explosion.

It’s just that this stage finally came to an end after a full seven days. The Beijing art exhibition was about to end in two weeks. After asking about Yi Chengyi’s progress several times but failed, Anderson pulled his face and directly opened the door and walked in. He hadn’t seen him for a few days. The curtains were drawn to make the room opaque, and the piles of things on the ground became messy. The utility knives with sharp blades were thrown at the door indiscriminately. It can be seen that they were thrown here forcefully.Regardless of Yi Chengyi's appearance about to explode, Anderson finally found the painting placed upside down in the corner after looking around for a few times. He threw away Yi Chengyi and walked over quickly. He picked up the frame and turned around neatly. The exquisite picture immediately catches the eye.

"Anderson." Yi Chengyi looked a little hysterical. He grabbed Anderson's shirt sleeve and tried to drag him away, but instead, Anderson grabbed his hands and pressed him directly to the ground. Although the carpet was on the floor, his back was in direct contact. There was still a dull pain on the ground, and Anderson's vision was abnormally cold, like a lake that was about to form thin ice in winter, cold and austere, which made people feel a little frightened.

Not daring to confront that gaze, Yi Chengyi turned his head to look at the soft fur on the carpet, but soon the same cold voice reached his ears.

"What are you afraid of?"

"No."

The force holding his wrist suddenly became stronger. Although he was young, the force he exerted was not to be underestimated. He frowned in pain, and Yi Chengyi turned his head, only to bump into Anderson's eyes.Subconsciously dodged, and Anderson was obviously more angry.

"I want you to look me in the eyes and talk!"

This was yelled directly in English. Yi Chengyi was so nervous that he could even use his mother tongue... But this feeling that he had made a serious mistake also made him very unhappy.

"Let go of me first!"

It was also directly yelled out. Without you, I would not have such a strong sense of guilt at all!He was fed up with the feeling of being stared at by acquaintances all the time as if lying!

"Tell me, why don't you want to take out the painting? It's already finished tomorrow, right?" Anderson's voice softened, and he could faintly hear the feeling of depression. Instead, he paused every word and made people think it was a A kind of torture that is not obvious.

"I said that I don't want to draw." Yi Chengyi stared at Anderson as if he was going all out, but within ten seconds he was defeated and looked elsewhere.

"Have you no expectation of being recognized?"

"..."

"There should be a limit to self-will."

"I'm not self-willed!" Yi Chengyi finally had the courage to look directly at Anderson, "I was just thinking that you are the one who is really talented, so why would I suddenly pop up out of nowhere and only know how to herd sheep and cut pigweed every day? Isn't it awkward to stand with you?" After Yi Chengyi finished speaking, both of them fell silent suddenly, and Yi Chengyi half-opened his mouth to say something more, but somewhere As if being stuck on an embolism, he suddenly couldn't say anything.

"will not."

After a long silence, Anderson suddenly spoke.

"It's not awkward, I think it's fine."

Just looking at his softened eyes like this, Yi Chengyi suddenly felt that all the pressure in his body turned into molten iron and flowed away from his body.

"I like your art." Anderson let go of Yi Chengyi's hands, then straightened his back, his originally soft eyes became condescending due to the angle and some indescribable changes. "So, I want that painting. Before sending it to the exhibition hall, mark it as the buyer, otherwise you will die."

"What the hell is dead!"

"How much do you think the minimum daily fee for living here should be?"

Yi Chengyi stared at Anderson with wide eyes, and the emotions that were still flooding just now disappeared.

Ha, haha, haha, kid, don't need common sense, if he likes it, he can give it away for free, but this kind of threat is really annoying, knowing that his family is poor, and saying such humiliating words.

"I said can you stop sitting on me and get up and talk."

Anderson's face looked impeccable from any angle, because of his young age, his soft and tender appearance made Yi Chengyi give up the idea of ​​rolling and throwing him off.

The other party stood up, so Yi Chengyi also got up, his hair was messed up by static electricity, he accidentally kicked a strip of paint just a few steps away, and almost fell the dog again.

When the painting was about to be taken to the organizer, Anderson's face was pulled so hard that Yi Chengyi could feel it. At this moment, this person is I am not happy, I am not happy, I am not happy, seeing Anderson like this, Yi Chengyi is also a little bit Some got carried away, and soon Anderson got a contract.

"I'm more at ease after signing it."

"What is this?" Yi Chengyi took the contract and glanced at it hastily. There are too many technical terms, but it can be seen that this is a sales contract.

"You don't need to sign this. In fact, if you really want me to give it to you, it doesn't matter."

Anderson shook his head: "Although art cannot be valued, in the eyes of many people, only money can show its value."

Speechless, Yi Chengyi spread his hands. "Whatever you want."

"Water Soluble in Water" was sent over three days before the end of the exhibition. It was originally intended to be a formality, because the ownership of the painting had already belonged to Anderson, but after signing the contract, he seemed to become fearless and put it in the exhibition. The art exhibition was also his idea, so Yi Chengyi didn't express it.

But obviously, Anderson's cautiousness is justified. He has an almost intuitive sensitivity to art. In addition, most of them are works of young painters, and the pictures are handled relatively well, and there are also many deficiencies. Of course, many works that are indeed very excellent are not excluded.Yi Chengyi watched the whole exhibition very carefully, but what he didn't expect was that his paintings were put on display in less than two hours.

The column of the author is Yi Chengyi, and the title is "Water Soluble in Water".

In fact, the flow of people is the largest when the exhibition is about to end, because all the selected works are basically in place at this time.

After seeing my own paintings being put on display, it seems that it has become different again.Yi Chengyi stopped to look at it for a while, and Yi Yiqian also saw the painting. He was very calm, but Yi Chengyi knew that the happier he was, the more calm Yi Yiqian would be.He pressed Yi Chengyi's shoulder and stared at the direction of the painting, but it was obviously meant for him.

"Great job."

His heart constricted because of the excitement, Yi Chengyi lowered his head, his eyes drooped slightly, staring at the floor and the tip of his shoes in a daze.

Teacher, I really want to thank you.

But this sentence has never been said, all the heights that Yi Chengyi can reach are inseparable from Yi Yiqian's approval.

Butler Freeman came over and leaned over to say something beside Anderson, and Anderson nodded, then walked to Yi Chengyi's side.

"The organizer said that it hopes to provide you with a local exhibition in the gallery after the end. The time for this exhibition is not long."

"But the painting is already yours." Yi Chengyi turned his head to look at Anderson, the bangs on the other's forehead were almost at the length that needed to be trimmed, but he never needed to worry about Anderson's appearance, this person himself always Will make the best adjustments at the first time.

"I thought it necessary to ask your opinion."

"I don't care, it's just up to you to decide." Yi Chengyi waved his hands with an expression of indifference.

"How much does this painting sell for?" The girl's clear and clear childish voice sounded, Yi Chengyi turned his head subconsciously, and found a girl with flat bangs and short hair pointing at her painting and asking the service staff beside her, her skin was fair Yi Chengyi's most impressive impression was a pair of clear and big eyes on his melon-seeded face with a bit of baby fat.

"..." This was Yi Chengyi's first experience of being asked about the price of his painting by a girl face to face. He was a little embarrassed, but when he thought that the painting had been bought by Anderson, he got a little better.

The service staff had an impression of this painting, because it was put up more than ten minutes ago. Among the people coming and going, four people had already asked him the same question.

The little girl was someone he knew, and he patted her on the shoulder familiarly, "It's a pity that the buyer of this painting has already been decided. Mr. Cheng and your father both wanted to buy it before, even if there is a show, it won't be their turn." Here you go, Missy."

"Hey, where is the author? Come and let me see, it should give people a chance to bid for a fair price, right?"

Yi Chengyi subconsciously glanced at Anderson, just in time to bump into the other's brow and frowned in an almost invisible arc.

"The author doesn't seem to be here. This painting was sent by a British agent, and it is said that the buyer is an Englishman."

The girl looked very disdainful, and once again set her eyes on the painting, as if she couldn't get enough of it, she stared at it and refused to let go.

"Yi Chengyi..." she muttered, Yi Chengyi successfully trembled slightly and swallowed.

"Let's go." He tugged on the sleeve of the second uncle, Yi Yiqian seemed to be unaware of his discomfort, and directly pushed Yi Chengyi to the side of the girl.

"One by one, the little girl wants to see you."

The strongest selling teammate in history!Yi Chengyi stared at Yi Yiqian, and reflexively retreated from the range of one meter away from the girl to ten meters. There happened to be Anderson standing there, and Yi Chengyi met his eyes, and immediately called for help.

"Go home!" Yi Chengyi said silently with the shape of his mouth, it could be seen that he was speaking with great force.

Anderson put his hands in his pockets, looking very relaxed, he shook his head, "Didn't you hear that someone wants to bid with me?"

Yi Chengyi almost stared out his eyes.