Rogue Xueba
Chapter 118 The Opponent Is Always Myself
Chen Chen laughed at himself, his eyes looked at the sky that gradually became brighter through the night, and the sky became slightly clearer at this time.
The thick cloud layer was gradually spread out, and the whole sky revealed a kind of belly white, and the sky was like a huge canvas.
A few light strokes on the canvas are just the finishing touch at this moment. The sun has just revealed a corner, and it appears on the parallel line between the world and the sky. At this moment, the sun seems to be coming from the sky and The junction between the lands comes to life.
Chen Chen rubbed his eyes, he felt that the sun's light was gradually overflowing, and the light was slowly approaching the earth, but Li Huai seemed to be looking for something, he took Chen Chen's hand all the way and then walked to the right of the mountain Go to one place.
At this moment, Chen Chen was really "Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out", so he decided to ask: "Li Huai, what are you looking for? Can you still be so restless looking at the sun? Stop looking, first Find a place to sit down and watch with me, it's not easy for me to climb up, I'm going to be exhausted..."
Chen Chen shook off Li Huai's hand, and Li Huai walked into a small cave on the top of the mountain alone. Chen Chen felt that it was very dark inside, so he didn't follow. Chen Chen was tangled outside the cave whether to go in or not.
Just when he was about to go in, Li Huai moved a large wooden shelf and came out. Looking carefully, Chen Chen found that there seemed to be a white cloth painting hanging on the wooden shelf. He guessed that the wooden frame should be the placement frame for painting.
Li Huai's other hand was holding a gray bag. There seemed to be a lot of things in that big bag. It wasn't until Chen Chen followed Li Huai all the way there that he realized that the bags were filled with painting tools and paints. .
At this time, Li Huai was gently stroking an oil painting on the canvas. The oil painting depicted the sunrise scene. As a layman, Chen Chen guessed that one-ninth of the painting had been completed. The scene above has an indescribable resemblance to the sunrise scene seen at this moment.
Chen Chen didn't know how to praise people, he only knew that Li Huai must have painted this painting for a long time, and spent a lot of energy and thought. He remembered that when Li Huai walked halfway up the mountain, he also said that he Have been here many times.
A person has been here many times, and it really is purposeful. He is so familiar with the road conditions here, and he understands the beautiful scene here so well.
In Chen Chen's eyes, the way to record a beautiful moment is usually recorded with a camera, because it is convenient and fast, and because he can't draw, so he didn't expect that Li Huai would use oil painting to capture This beautiful sunrise was recorded.
"Well, how long have you been painting..." Chen Chen asked.
"Three months." Li Huai picked up the paintbrush, and he tapped a trace of red and yellow paint to paint something lightly. In Chen Chen's view, painting is a very careful and meticulous work that requires a lot of work. Things that take patience.
Because it takes a long time to paint a painting, a few weeks and a few years, it is a long process of persistence, and this kind of creation, the process is very long, a person creates on the top of this mountain, will be very lonely.
Chen Chen closed his eyes, and he was trying hard to imagine the boy in front of him, how he insisted on going up the mountain every week to complete his landscape painting in those lonely years.
Perhaps in Li Huai's eyes, he did not paint a painting for fame and fortune, nor for more people to praise him, so he chose to create alone, only wanting to paint the sunrise on the mountain in his own way , in the deepest part of my mind.
"You, do you know how to draw? You draw so beautifully. You must have learned how to draw." Chen Chen quietly squatted aside, staring at Li Huai's paintings, almost fascinated.
Li Huai replied calmly: "I have taught myself, so I can't draw well."
Chen Chen felt that Li Huai's words seemed to be showing off. How can this be a bad painting? This is obviously a professional level, okay? In Chen Chen's opinion, that is the level of a master. Those professional painting masters seem to draw the same thing.
Chen Chen didn't understand what Li Huai meant by these words, so his overly low-key words seemed to Chen Chen to be showing off.
Because Chen Chen naturally likes to show off like this occasionally, for example, during the Chinese New Year, some relatives don’t know about Chen Chen’s daily study, and they will come and ask, “Oh, Chen Chen, your mother has not been by my side these years It's been a hard time. Your father brought you up. It's not easy. You're not young. Be obedient. How much do you score in school exams? It's not a failure, after all, your father went to school. There is always a make-up exam..."
Relatives always like to make fun of the embarrassing things that happened to Mr. Chen when he was a child. They think that when he was young, Mr. Chen always had to take make-up exams, and his grades were particularly poor. They blushed so much that they smirked and dared not answer.
Father Chen didn't have the habit of showing off, so at the beginning, some relatives didn't know Chen Chen's daily academic performance. They only knew that Chen Chen's father was a particularly bad student in the past. A father must like his son", so they decided that Chen Chen was also a hopeless poor student.
But they don't know that Chen Chen is more like his own mother than in learning. Chen Chen has inherited his mother's better brain, but in terms of life, his thinking is a bit like that of old father Chen. As reckless and innocent.
In order not to let his father be looked down upon by his relatives and friends, Chen Chen became extremely arrogant. He felt that he should show off his excellence. He should be praised and praised if he got good grades. How hard to get, they themselves are very clear.
Because most adults used to be ordinary students, but these average grades like to step on those students who are worse than themselves, as if this will make them feel superior.
So from that moment on, Chen Chen likes to use a low-key tone, talking about what awards he has won in school every day, what competitions he has won No. 1, the big test is not only No. How many copies can exceed No.1.
Chen Chen's opponent is himself, because it is difficult for a strong man to find an opponent, so Chen Chen sets himself as the goal every day, and the opponent he needs to defeat is himself.
The thick cloud layer was gradually spread out, and the whole sky revealed a kind of belly white, and the sky was like a huge canvas.
A few light strokes on the canvas are just the finishing touch at this moment. The sun has just revealed a corner, and it appears on the parallel line between the world and the sky. At this moment, the sun seems to be coming from the sky and The junction between the lands comes to life.
Chen Chen rubbed his eyes, he felt that the sun's light was gradually overflowing, and the light was slowly approaching the earth, but Li Huai seemed to be looking for something, he took Chen Chen's hand all the way and then walked to the right of the mountain Go to one place.
At this moment, Chen Chen was really "Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out", so he decided to ask: "Li Huai, what are you looking for? Can you still be so restless looking at the sun? Stop looking, first Find a place to sit down and watch with me, it's not easy for me to climb up, I'm going to be exhausted..."
Chen Chen shook off Li Huai's hand, and Li Huai walked into a small cave on the top of the mountain alone. Chen Chen felt that it was very dark inside, so he didn't follow. Chen Chen was tangled outside the cave whether to go in or not.
Just when he was about to go in, Li Huai moved a large wooden shelf and came out. Looking carefully, Chen Chen found that there seemed to be a white cloth painting hanging on the wooden shelf. He guessed that the wooden frame should be the placement frame for painting.
Li Huai's other hand was holding a gray bag. There seemed to be a lot of things in that big bag. It wasn't until Chen Chen followed Li Huai all the way there that he realized that the bags were filled with painting tools and paints. .
At this time, Li Huai was gently stroking an oil painting on the canvas. The oil painting depicted the sunrise scene. As a layman, Chen Chen guessed that one-ninth of the painting had been completed. The scene above has an indescribable resemblance to the sunrise scene seen at this moment.
Chen Chen didn't know how to praise people, he only knew that Li Huai must have painted this painting for a long time, and spent a lot of energy and thought. He remembered that when Li Huai walked halfway up the mountain, he also said that he Have been here many times.
A person has been here many times, and it really is purposeful. He is so familiar with the road conditions here, and he understands the beautiful scene here so well.
In Chen Chen's eyes, the way to record a beautiful moment is usually recorded with a camera, because it is convenient and fast, and because he can't draw, so he didn't expect that Li Huai would use oil painting to capture This beautiful sunrise was recorded.
"Well, how long have you been painting..." Chen Chen asked.
"Three months." Li Huai picked up the paintbrush, and he tapped a trace of red and yellow paint to paint something lightly. In Chen Chen's view, painting is a very careful and meticulous work that requires a lot of work. Things that take patience.
Because it takes a long time to paint a painting, a few weeks and a few years, it is a long process of persistence, and this kind of creation, the process is very long, a person creates on the top of this mountain, will be very lonely.
Chen Chen closed his eyes, and he was trying hard to imagine the boy in front of him, how he insisted on going up the mountain every week to complete his landscape painting in those lonely years.
Perhaps in Li Huai's eyes, he did not paint a painting for fame and fortune, nor for more people to praise him, so he chose to create alone, only wanting to paint the sunrise on the mountain in his own way , in the deepest part of my mind.
"You, do you know how to draw? You draw so beautifully. You must have learned how to draw." Chen Chen quietly squatted aside, staring at Li Huai's paintings, almost fascinated.
Li Huai replied calmly: "I have taught myself, so I can't draw well."
Chen Chen felt that Li Huai's words seemed to be showing off. How can this be a bad painting? This is obviously a professional level, okay? In Chen Chen's opinion, that is the level of a master. Those professional painting masters seem to draw the same thing.
Chen Chen didn't understand what Li Huai meant by these words, so his overly low-key words seemed to Chen Chen to be showing off.
Because Chen Chen naturally likes to show off like this occasionally, for example, during the Chinese New Year, some relatives don’t know about Chen Chen’s daily study, and they will come and ask, “Oh, Chen Chen, your mother has not been by my side these years It's been a hard time. Your father brought you up. It's not easy. You're not young. Be obedient. How much do you score in school exams? It's not a failure, after all, your father went to school. There is always a make-up exam..."
Relatives always like to make fun of the embarrassing things that happened to Mr. Chen when he was a child. They think that when he was young, Mr. Chen always had to take make-up exams, and his grades were particularly poor. They blushed so much that they smirked and dared not answer.
Father Chen didn't have the habit of showing off, so at the beginning, some relatives didn't know Chen Chen's daily academic performance. They only knew that Chen Chen's father was a particularly bad student in the past. A father must like his son", so they decided that Chen Chen was also a hopeless poor student.
But they don't know that Chen Chen is more like his own mother than in learning. Chen Chen has inherited his mother's better brain, but in terms of life, his thinking is a bit like that of old father Chen. As reckless and innocent.
In order not to let his father be looked down upon by his relatives and friends, Chen Chen became extremely arrogant. He felt that he should show off his excellence. He should be praised and praised if he got good grades. How hard to get, they themselves are very clear.
Because most adults used to be ordinary students, but these average grades like to step on those students who are worse than themselves, as if this will make them feel superior.
So from that moment on, Chen Chen likes to use a low-key tone, talking about what awards he has won in school every day, what competitions he has won No. 1, the big test is not only No. How many copies can exceed No.1.
Chen Chen's opponent is himself, because it is difficult for a strong man to find an opponent, so Chen Chen sets himself as the goal every day, and the opponent he needs to defeat is himself.
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