The Art of Raiders of Rebirth

The sky is blue and far away without boundaries, and there are large blocks of colorful and thick clouds floating in the sky. The rising sun seems to be a dazzling container that is bubbling blood, and the clouds are rendered by the freshest light from the sun just after day and night. bright red.The cool wind blows the thin clouds floating on the clear dome, and the grass in the middle of the sports field is also blown left and right. Pale frost covers the tip of the leaves and the ground, separated by a huge fireball slowly rising from the horizon. The temperature at a distance of [-] million light years is slowly baking, and the beautiful and pure planet Earth has obtained a rare and bright winter sunshine in the snow-white winter.

On the runway of the sports field, someone was exercising early, exhaling a slightly chaotic breath accompanied by white mist spreading to every oxygen molecule in the air, the roof of the school had already been buried under the first snow, and at this time The snow particles that have become transparent crystals constantly reflect the dazzling light from the sun, making this morning extraordinarily bright.

Xiang Qianran's hair was blown by the airflow driven by the running, and fine beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead. He knew that he could not take off his clothes while running in such weather, but he still took off his clothes smoothly after running thirteen laps in a row. He dropped the down jacket on his body, and threw it directly into the sports field. The soft fur on the clothes and hat was violently ravaged by the wind, and the boy's footsteps were getting further and further away.

Even if the sun came out today, there was no way to light up the still dark place. Xiang Qianran tried his best to stabilize his breathing. The memory of what happened last night is very vivid, but it feels like it has gradually faded away. That kind of hypnotic feeling He's getting tired of doing the AI ​​way.

He pressed his head hard with his hand, and there was a dull pain in his temple, it was time to wake up.

After running around again, Xiang Qianran saw a girl standing there holding his coat not far away.

"It's better to wear clothes, and excessive exercise in the morning can easily inhale cold air and cause a cold."

"Thank you." Taking the clothes from the girl, Xiang Qianran put them on and walked on the runway. The girl continued to follow, with an indescribable expression on her face.

When Xiang Qianran was having sex with her yesterday... he fell asleep.

They have maintained such a relationship for a week. Except for the first night when he was very enthusiastic, after that, they basically completed the intimate things with a perfunctory attitude.

And for the first time, she always felt that what Xiang Qianran was holding was not herself.

An Li shook her head vigorously. She and Xiang Qianran were recognized by the school as the most suitable couple, and there were no other extra girls around Xiang Qianran, so there was no reason for such a thing to happen.

Although they haven't been together for long.

Xiang Qianran walked in front, the fluff on the down jacket and hat was blown by the wind, and the boy's hair was also fluttering with the wind, and the arc curled up by the wind in the air was neat and refreshing, his heart stopped, An Li ran up to hold him his arm.

"I like you."

"yes."

"Yes."

"Oh."

The answer was too indifferent, An Li recalled what happened last night, and unconsciously pierced his fingernails into his palm.

"I'm sorry." An Li lowered his head, the expression on his face was a little distorted, and the pain in his heart was too intense to be ignored.

"Why do you say I'm sorry?" Xiang Qianran turned his head to look at An Li, with no expression on his face, it sounded like a plain greeting in the tone of "Good morning, it looks like the weather is good today".

"..." Girls are always a bit difficult to talk about this kind of thing, An Li gritted his teeth, not knowing where to start.

You can't say "My technique is so poor that I'm so sorry that I let you fall asleep. I will study hard and try not to let you fall asleep next time." Right?

Xiang Qianran was too indifferent.

But I just love him so much, there's nothing I can do about it.

An Li closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

"By the way, my younger sister is currently taking the entrance examination for the Academy of Fine Arts. She said that she has a very good teacher in that studio in Hangzhou. I will just go to Hangzhou to visit her next week. Can you come with me?"

"why?"

"Come with me."

"I have arrangements."

"Please." An Li simply put down all the airs of a rich girl, and put on an image of a cute little girl acting like a baby in front of Xiang Qianran.

Xiang Qianran lowered his eyelids with a dismissive expression on his face. When it comes to painting, he still thinks the other person is more powerful. Why does a boy who has won multiple international awards at the age of 17 have such a deep connection with someone like him who does not take this path at all...

It would be fine if I didn't know each other, and all the depression now will no longer exist.

"Whatever you want." Xiang Qianran was obviously a little unhappy when he spoke.

"Then it's done, accompany me next week, ah... Let me see, today is Friday, there are two days left, what should I prepare..."

An Li walked beside him and was still thinking about what to prepare, Xiang Qianran's mood fell to the bottom again, maybe after that night, his mood never felt better.

When thinking of that person, he would be very excited when he was with An Li, but when he restrained that abnormal fantasy, he fell asleep bored.

He had made an appointment this week to see a psychiatrist.

If you still don't have feelings for this woman next week, it's better to find another one to date.

Xiang Qianran's whole body was exuding hostility. Although An Li felt this feeling, she still didn't let go of Xiang Qianran's hand. When she hugged him carefully, she felt uneasy like walking on thin ice.

The sun was slowly rising, and the people trapped in the bed had already climbed out of bed.

When the state is good, the efficiency will be surprisingly high. At that time, being soaked in the muddy water of Anderson and Xiang Qianran, Yi Chengyi thought more about what to do with these two people every day. Huahua was always out of state, but Now without these external interventions, Yi Chengyi's concentration and devotion have reached the point where he doesn't want to go out for a few days.

I have been squatting in the studio for five full days. On the way, Liu Xiang called him twice, but at that time he really didn’t want to go out, so he turned off his phone. Today is because a phased completion has been achieved, so Yi Cheng Yicai took back the state of disregarding the turmoil of the world, and returned to the embrace of society.

After going out, they began to wait for the taxi. Yi Chengyi reported the approximate location, and the driver said he knew where the place was.

With a long sigh, Yi Chengyi suddenly felt that he had completely failed to fulfill his due responsibilities and obligations.Sure enough, he has been staying there for the past few days, and he can't always be absent for no reason, although as far as his current purpose is concerned, the main reason for staying in that studio is to prevent his life outside of painting from changing. Boring, but he knew very well that once he felt the students' strong long-cherished wish for the Academy of Fine Arts and the hard work they put in, the teacher's side would also become serious, although he was not that strong yet.

The scenery outside the window changed quickly. After Yi Chengyi got off the car, he went straight upstairs. When he came to the studio he taught, he first stood outside the window and looked at it. Liu Xiang was not inside, and the students were still there. More involved.Gently turning the doorknob, no one noticed when he walked in.

Walking through the back, what they are painting now is a group of relatively complex still lifes. The whole picture is an S-shaped composition. The light reflection of the lampshade is not strong and its metal texture is difficult to express. Although the reflection is not strong, it is It can still reflect the appearance of the objects below, so apart from other still lifes, the performance of the still life above the lampshade is the second key. This is a degree of grasp, which directly affects the integrity of the picture.

The major tones are basically laid out, and now it is probably at the stage of starting to shape the details. Yi Chengyi approached a student and observed carefully, then stretched out his finger to point to a place.

"Don't paint here now. It's best to save the bright side until the end. Treating the bright side too early in your painting will make the dark side darker by at least two shades."

Yi Chengyi's voice was very low, and the boy who was pointing out was stunned when he saw Yi Chengyi at first, but he still expressed his opinion reflexively.

"This thing itself is darker than the inherent colors of other objects. The reason I painted here is to distinguish the inherent colors."

"I know." Yi Chengyi nodded in agreement, and then looked at the painting again.

"But the painting is a bit too much. If you compare the jar next to it, the bright side here is already darker than its gray side, but as far as this group of still lifes is concerned, the color of the jar itself is darker than what you are painting now. Something, so you should brighten up the bright side of this piece."

The boy listened to Yi Chengyi's analysis, then observed the still life group, and realized that there was indeed something wrong with him.He nodded, then found an eraser from the painting box on the ground.

"Thank you, Teacher Yi."

After being generously called Mr. Yi, Yi Chengyi felt a little secretly happy after all. He pressed the boy's shoulder to express his encouragement, and then continued to look at other people's paintings. Many people followed him. Arriving at Yi Chengyi, the voices of discussion in the studio rang out again.

Yi Chengyi, who was still bending over to point another student, was really too noisy. He was quite quiet just now, so why did it happen all of a sudden?He had to stand up straight, and then took some discipline.

"Everyone be quiet and draw, don't talk."

Maybe this is the first time Yi Chengyi interacted with them, but the effect is still obvious, at least everyone is quiet, although they are basically looking at him.

Frowning helplessly, Yi Chengyi looked around.

"Okay, look at the still life and your own pictures more, why are you looking at me? Looking at me, will you be able to draw?"

Although there are still some people who turn their heads to look at him from time to time, I have to say that they basically still have the awareness of senior high school art students, so they quickly put themselves into their own pictures.

Yi Chengyi continued to instruct their paintings, and some of them were clearly delaying time and chatting with him. Yi Chengyi seriously ended the non-professional questions, and only talked about their pictures every time. superior.

Maybe it’s because I feel bored, so gradually less and less people ask this kind of questions, such as “What have you been doing recently, bought a few houses in the city center, and how much money have you saved? Does your girlfriend look good?” What the hell, what are these and what? ...

Liu Xianggang was about to come in to take a look, but he heard the abnormal silence in the studio, so he just looked around in front of the window, and after seeing Yi Chengyi's more professional guidance, he nodded in approval with a slight arc, and took out the He lit a cigarette and left.

This kid seems to be doing pretty well.Liu Xiang was standing in the smoking area leisurely flicking his cigarette ash, his expression was very relaxed, a genius is really a dazzling existence, he can do everything well, is he still human after all?Sure enough, people are more popular than people, but lazy people like him don't have much to pursue.

Opportunities should be reserved for young people.Liu Xiang thought lazily.

At eight o'clock in the evening GMT, it was already pitch black outside the house, and the stars and pale moonlight in the sky were not enough to completely light up the night sky.The medieval-style castle standing in front of the garden is brightly lit at this time, and the hall is deliberately arranged as a venue for a reception. Men and women dressed in gorgeous and elegant manners are talking with people they know or don’t know. The decorations are all very particular. The patterned retro window coffins, bright and emotional wall lamps and some details are all reminiscent of luxurious classical aristocrats, but from other inconspicuous but important adjustments In terms of decoration, it can always make people realize that they are not in that period.The decorative paintings hanging on the wall reflect the trend of the times that this civilization is in, and the live band is invited in the hall. The elegant tunes make the whole venue immersed in a comfortable and enjoyable atmosphere.

The man with blond hair and blue eyes was wearing a formal suit, and the finger holding the wine glass was terribly beautiful. The whole person looked elegant and full of temperament.

"Steven, this is my sister, Ewinie O'Neill, she has been in Italy before, so you haven't seen her before, Ewinie, okay, stop looking around, hurry up Come say hello to your future brother-in-law."

The girl was wearing a long white dress, her hair was coiled gorgeously and elegantly behind her head, and the hair on her forehead was also combed loosely. A little silver-gray flowing sea was hanging down with natural curls. She stood at Tina Next to him, as if looking for something, after being called his name, he turned his head back, raised the corners of his mouth easily, and curved his big green eyes.

"Hi, handsome brother-in-law, I'm Ewynne O'Neills, where is your brother Anderson Lynn?"

"Ewinie, say hello, it's very impolite."

"Yes, I was wrong, hello, very handsome brother-in-law, I am your fiancée's sister, Ewinie O'Neill, I like oil painting the most, and I like your brother Anderson Lynn very much, please He is now..."

"Oh, that's enough, Ewinie... Please stop talking about your brother Anderson, okay, this is my engagement ceremony, not your blind date meeting." Tina pressed her forehead helplessly Said.

And Ewinie just smiled brighter.

"I'm Steven Lynn, Anderson's elder brother. He's on the second floor by the window." Speaking of Steven, he pointed his finger at a place, and his facial nerve paralysis was exactly the same as Anderson Lynn's.

"Thank you brother-in-law, you are such a good person, no wonder my sister loves you so much." Yi Wen Ni put down the wine glass in her hand, turned around and ran in that direction.

Tina watched her sister's figure quickly blend into the crowd, turned around and sighed. Steven shook the transparent liquid in the glass. Under the light of the huge and gorgeous crystal lamp on the top, the alcohol looked crystal clear. Like a flowing golden crystal.

"She likes Anderson's works, probably similar to the admiration of painting fans."

"Really." Steven looked at his fiancée's emerald green eyes, showing more focused tenderness.

"Perhaps so, but as far as I know Anderson has someone he likes."

"Really? I thought he only liked to read books and draw pictures in class. He's just a child. He's expressionless all day long. He's so mature. How much pressure have you put on him?"

Tina frowned and looked at Steven, while the other party took a sip of the mellow wine in his glass.

"It's all here, and so am I."

"No wonder you also have an unsmiling poker face. At first I thought you were a patient with severe facial paralysis."

Steven approached Tina with a glass of wine, and when he couldn't get any closer, he finally stopped.

"I thought you liked that type."

Tina moved away from Steven, her face burning a little, but her expression still serious.

"It's enough to have self-knowledge, please shut up now, as expected, your younger brother who doesn't seem to know anything is much cuter."

"He just doesn't know how to use some methods to treat his lover, so he's still wondering whether he should make a call to talk to that person tonight."

"As an older brother, shouldn't you help him?" Tina looked at her fiancé with disdain.

"The Lynn family has no problem with anything, and even about this, I think he will soon understand."

"What arrogance, Mr. Lynn,"

"According to certain rules in love, I think you should call me dear."

"Actually, you read how to fall in love with others in the book, dear."

"I have the right not to answer this."

"Oh, my dear, it's really bad."

Tina turned around again and looked in the direction of the window on the second floor. There was a handsome and tall young man leaning on the white railing of the balcony. He was holding a mobile phone and seemed to be thinking about something in a daze. , his hair was blown up by the wind, and his other hand was in his trouser pocket.

Thinking about it like this really seems to be thinking about this problem, although he doesn't look like a person who will approach this direction, the pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose first gives people a sense of alienation and rejection The feeling of being thousands of miles away.

Poor, I became myopic at a young age, so why do I have to read books every day, and after reading so many books, I don’t even know how to talk about a relationship.

Tina shook her head, expressing deep sympathy for the boy who was standing outside in a daze.

The author has something to say: Tina: If you want to talk to her, just call her and tell her, what's the trouble with it.

Anderson: He told me to say what I didn't think.

Tina: Then just say I like you, that's all.

Anderson: He said I was gross.

Tina: ...Are you sure it's he and not she?

Anderson: ... (The person with severe facial paralysis chooses to remain silent.)

Tina: Hey, give me a quick answer, yesorno.

Anderson: (Walking away with a cell phone blankly.)