between the lips

"He is the representative of the Traditional Valley School, my most respected teacher, and an unsurpassed object. Later, my own ideas gradually increased, but I felt that my later paintings were not considered art at all. Originally, I drew fan pictures on Weibo He scolded me at that time, and when I said I wanted to play with shadows, he was so angry that he almost kicked me out of the school."

Teacher Gu founded the school, and Chu He was his closed disciple.Everyone says they have similar styles, but Chu He has been changing and questioning.However, for Mr. Gu who has persisted in one thing until he is perfect and has been striving for perfection for decades, this is a young man who is not sure, which is no different from nonsense.

At the beginning, Mr. Gu was pissed off by the messy paintings he changed during the transformation period, but at that time he had a high self-esteem and was young and frivolous. He only thought that he was an "innovator", but he didn't know that the way he fumbled has long been followed by many people. However, he is only a rough reproduction.Gu Ziweng later transferred him to other graduate tutors, and Chu He became even angrier. After practicing hard, he finally found a suitable style for his final design.

Unexpectedly, he took Bi She to participate in the competition, but was exposed as plagiarism.It's not impossible for him to go to Gu Ziweng to help him speak out, but he has no face.Even if you want to repair the relationship with others, at least you have to wait until you have learned something and prove that even if you are "different", you can talk about it later.

More importantly, Chu He couldn't bear to splash the dirty water of plagiarism on his mentor.

The older generation of artists is getting old one after another, and there are waves of replacements on the altar, and Gu Ziweng is no exception, and will become the first wave.

There is nothing more cruel than aging talent.

"Then he can't help you talk..." Wei Yuhuai was still indignant, his mouth so pouted that he could tie a donkey.

"He never pays attention to public opinion, and he probably doesn't know about it until now." Wei Yuhuai almost made Chu He's tea cold, "Besides, my mother is also a painter. You know, I won so many awards before, It is inevitable that people will say, 'nepotism', 'go through the back door' and so on."

Wei Yuhuai still couldn't understand, "What's the matter? Auntie is amazing, so can't my son also be amazing? In our company, those who are able get more. If you draw well and get more, is there nothing wrong?"

"It's different, each circle has its own rules." Chu He knew that he couldn't explain the way to Wei Yuhuai, so he had to change the topic, "Okay, see if you are full, do you want to order more food?"

Wei Yuhuai refused to let this go by, and kept asking: "Then what are you, what millet, what is he doing now?"

"He stopped painting." Speaking of this, Chu He felt sad and regretful. "He spoke on the day he won the Lifetime Achievement Award, saying that the times are changing too fast, and his life is over for painting."

A lifetime achievement award sounds like a great compliment.But in the field of creation, who is willing to decide the height of "lifetime" early?Taking this affirmation is heavy, like saying that the times have moved forward, leaving your mountain behind.

Chu He's eyes darkened.

Wei Yuhuai didn't understand the reason, he thought that old man Gu wanted to retire, "Run away after winning the award? Isn't it too cheap for him?"

"Actually, that painting really doesn't count as plagiarism, whether it's him or me." Chu He couldn't help but chime in, "It's just that everyone is being paced."

For outsiders, at first glance, a similar composition and subject matter is enough to convict, but Chu He knows that his sketch is at most a source of inspiration, and Mr. Gu poured as much creativity into it as he does.

Wei Yuhuai became even more angry, shaking Chu He's shoulders for a long time, "Be sober!"

Chu He was also very helpless. He could only search the Internet for the standard practice of judging plagiarism, "It's not my mother, really. Look at this."

"I don't want to watch!" Wei Yuhuai turned his head in a rage, "You are my boyfriend, why should I speak for others?"

This was something Chu He didn't expect, and Xiao Wei changed his mind to piss people off.

"Well, I don't understand style?"

"That's for sure!" Wei Yuhuai slapped Chu He loudly on the forehead and said, "I really can't see you being wronged!"

Chu He felt very warm in his heart. He rubbed his hair and told him not to think too much.

In order to make Chu He happy, Wei Yuhuai was very clingy all the way back to the hotel, hugging Chu He's arm without letting go, pinching the flesh on his arm from time to time, and shouting "We are sticky" and "You are so nice".

Once Chu He scolded him for messing around, Wei Yuhuai rolled onto the bed and said feebly, "It's still burning, I'm a patient."

"Then let's go to the hospital again?" Chu He said angrily.

"No need! I'm all right!" Wei Yuhuai stood up like a carp, and continued to stick to it alive and kicking, "I want to change clothes, can you help me choose?"

Chu He was puzzled, "Why do you need to change clothes? Didn't you all go to the hotel? If you take them off, then——"

Although the conversation stopped here in time, the big friend still grasped the key point.

Wei Yuhuai turned over from the bed, shaved his face, and shamed him: "You don't want to wear clothes once you get back to the hotel? Are you ashamed?"

Bad bad is really bad, even though he was the one who pestered Xu Chuhe to wear clothes two days ago, he still wants to beat him up.

But it's really enjoyable on a hot day.

Chu He suddenly thought that he and Wei Yuhuai were really comfortable in the recent state - naked and covered with a thin blanket in the air-conditioned room, holding half a watermelon in their hands, each eating with a scoop; when they got tired of eating, they would feed each other two bites , and rolled onto the bed while feeding; the bed board creaked, the sheets were wrinkled, and after a while, both of them were sweaty and slippery.

It's great, if it can continue like this, it will be even better.

Chu He picked up his phone and stared at the calendar for a long time.

The author says:

Damn little couple!Shame! !It kills me! ! !What do you think about the next chapter?