The Charming Life of Rebirth

In the center of the studio, a huge oil painting hangs there.The content of the oil painting is very simple, just an open shutter.The sun shines in through the blinds, warm, dazzling, and refreshing.

Ouyang Rui stared at the oil painting for a while, but found that the sunlight shining through the shutters seemed to move.

Seeing the sun getting brighter and more dazzling, Ouyang Rui couldn't help but nodded secretly, the sun really could move.Linlin's painting skills have improved a lot!

"Amai, look, how beautiful the morning sun is in Linlin's painting. The sun seems to change, getting brighter and brighter, just like the sunrise in the morning."

As soon as Ouyang Rui finished speaking, Ah Mai shook his head and put forward the opposite opinion: "Rui, this is obviously the sunset, look, the light above is getting darker and darker, and in the end there is only the afterglow of the setting sun, which is not at all Chaoyang!"

After listening to Ah Mai's words, Ouyang Rui took a closer look, and sure enough, the light was getting darker and darker, which made people feel infinitely melancholy.

Shaking his head, Ouyang Rui couldn't believe that he was wrong just now.After rubbing his eyes vigorously, Ouyang Rui looked towards the screen again. At this time, the sun was shining brightly like the morning sun again.

"Amai, this painting is weird. It seems that you can see different pictures from different angles."

After hearing this, Master Amai changed his place, looked up again for a while, and shook his head, "No, it has nothing to do with the angle. Rui, are you sure what you saw just now is the rising sun?"

Ouyang Rui nodded affirmatively.Even if he looks at this painting now, what he sees is still the rising sun, and it seems that there is only that moment when the light is getting dimmer like the setting sun.

Amai thought for a moment, then said: "Rui, do you remember Da Vinci's "Mona Lisa"? Her mysterious smile, at different times, from different angles, even let different people watch it. It's all different.

Sometimes I think she smiles gently, sometimes I think she is slightly sad, and sometimes she even shows sarcasm and teasing.

If Xiao's work is really as we see it, then I can only say that it may be due to the relationship between mood.I just tried to make myself forget the exhaustion of the journey and get excited. When I looked at this painting again, it was like seeing the rising sun, full of infinite hope. "

"Mood?"

When Ouyang Rui heard this word, he nodded in agreement.

Amai felt that the journey was tiring and he was not in good spirits, but he was once again recognized by the fashion industry because of his designed works. Now it is the heyday of the day, and he is more or less with a little joy in his heart.

So Amai saw the setting sun and he saw the rising sun.

So if you want to see the sunset, shouldn't you make your heart heavy?

Ouyang Rui thought about his sexuality and feelings, but he didn't understand it for his family. He hadn't seen his parents for many years. It's not the setting sun and the rising sun, but a blood red, that dazzling red seems to rush out of the screen.

"Rui, Rui, what's wrong with you?" Ah Mai noticed that Ouyang Rui's expression was wrong, so he quickly woke him up.

Ouyang Rui burst into tears in just an instant.

"Amai, just now I saw blood red on the screen, so dazzling, so scary. It's full of despair."

Ah Mai hugged Ouyang Rui's shoulders tightly, "Rui, don't think too much about it. It's pretty good that we can see so much from it."

Ouyang Rui nodded, calmed down, and said just now: "Lin Lin has always been worried that his graduation work will not satisfy him, but now that he has drawn this painting at a super level, he can finally rest assured."

Amai stared at the oil painting in front of him, was silent for a moment, and said, "Rui, don't underestimate this painting. Xiao, this should be regarded as a master-level work. Although it is not as amazing as the Mona Lisa, but compared to The paintings of ordinary famous artists are already much stronger. Xiao is really a genius."

The two were talking happily. Xiao Lin slowly opened his eyes when he heard the voice.

"Brother, I'm so hungry..." His voice was hoarse and weak, as if he had been starved to death.

Only now did Ouyang Rui realize that Xiao Lin had woken up. Looking at the big dark circles on his face, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Linlin, you haven't slept for a few days?"

Xiao Lin frowned and thought for a long time, "I don't know..."

"Then you haven't eaten for a few days?" Ouyang Rui asked.

"I've been eating, but I'm not very hungry." Xiao Lin's voice was still weak.

"Then what are you eating?" Ouyang Rui had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Xiao Lin thought for a while and replied, "It's the chocolate you put here!"

Ouyang Rui remembered that he only put four pieces of chocolate in this room.

"Have you eaten this much in the past few days?"

Xiao Lin said in a daze: "I don't feel hungry at all when I'm painting, and I don't feel too much after I finish painting. But I'm really hungry right now."

Ouyang Rui was very angry at first, and wanted to reprimand Xiao Lin, blaming him for not caring about his body.

But when I think about it, sometimes I forget to sleep and eat when I am busy, and I swallow the words when I reach my mouth.

Artists are like this, and they can't care about anything when inspiration comes.

He sighed helplessly, "I'll make porridge for you, and you can go back to your room and sleep for a while."

Xiao Lin was really exhausted.He faltered back to the bedroom on the second floor, threw himself on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

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When he came to the kitchen, Ouyang Rui asked again: "Amai, does Linlin's painting really belong to a master? He is the only one."

Until now, Ouyang Rui still couldn't believe it.He remembered that when he left Paris, Xiao Lin was still worrying about his graduation project, but he had such a big breakthrough in just a few days?What happened these days?

How many talented painters have exhausted their lifetimes to achieve a realm that is difficult for Xiao Lin to reach?

Ah Mai nodded, and said with certainty: "It would be a pity if such a miraculous painting can't be regarded as a master-level work.

Artists are different from ordinary people, and the surge of inspiration is regardless of age.Michelangelo completed the famous sculpture of the Pieta when he was 25 years old.Sholokhov was only 23 years old when he created "Quiet River Don".

It is not unusual for Xiao to draw such works, the key is where his creative inspiration comes from.With inspiration, coupled with the right time, place and people as you Chinese say, you can make a masterpiece. "

Ouyang Rui nodded. Indeed, no one can tell where the inspiration comes from.However, Xiao Lin has made such a big breakthrough in just a few days, so he must have experienced some extraordinary things.When he wakes up, ask him carefully.

"Amai, you said that in Linlin's painting, you can see different pictures in different moods. The rising sun and the setting sun, one represents light, and the other represents darkness. If you are too depressed, you can see a piece of blood red. That Linlin painted so well at that time At that time, do you want to paint the rising sun or the setting sun?"

Amai smiled wryly, "I'm not a roundworm in Xiao's stomach, how would I know?" At this point, his eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling light, "Rui, I have an idea, we can also This is the theme of designing a fashion issue! Light and darkness, night and day, good and evil, angels and demons. On the contrary, by the way, Rui, we can design an issue with the opposite theme, how about angels and demons? "