The plot collapsed after everyone thought it was rotten

As soon as he landed, the first thing Huo Chuxiao did with Luo Ran was to go straight to the shopping mall and pick out a small dress for him that was big enough to attend the Ilya dinner.

"For a dinner party in this kind of circle, you can dress like a tramp or like a nobleman, but you can never dress in between." Huo Chuxiao asked the service staff to help put a set of clothes on He gestured to the child, and said plausibly, "Otherwise, those people will think you're just a third-rate thing."

"I'm just a third-rate guy..." Luo Ran whispered, giving up on himself with a bit of anger.

Huo Chuxiao immediately took out the teacher's shelf, and hit him on the head with an empty clothes hanger, "After all, you are also my student. If you say that about yourself, you are questioning my level. Even if you are a third-rate guy now, no one dares to say that you will be a good student all your life." yes."

After hearing this, Luo Ran didn't show it on his face, but he felt warm in his heart.

Although he has been silently motivating himself like this since he was a child, no one has ever really talked to him like this.

People with strong self-esteem will also long for the affirmation of others.

Huo Chuxiao is not a person who can take care of himself. Every time he went abroad, he either followed his family or school, and he never led the entire trip as a team leader.

Fortunately, there is such a reliable helper as Ji Zongming, who first helped him write a notice for going abroad overnight, and then told Huo Chuxiao that he was awake and working twenty hours a day anyway, and he didn't mind if he met someone in a foreign country. When it comes to problems, occasionally harass.

But maybe it was his illusion?Recently, I always feel that the relationship between myself and this roommate has eased a lot...

Huo Chuxiao's thoughts were interrupted by the clattering sound of the curtains in the dressing room being drawn.

He saw Luo Ran who had already put on a full suit and shrank in the corner of the dressing room, refusing to come out, so he said, "Hurry up, I have to go back to the hotel for dinner later."

The clothes that Luo Ran has worn in this life together may not be worth the price of a casual vest in this suit. He is completely stiff, with his hands tightly pressed to the sides of his trouser legs, and he is at a loss as he lowers his head. Turn around, facing the shopping guide and Huo Chuxiao.

"Oh!" Huo Chuxiao only uttered a simple monosyllable with no meaning at all. Luo Ran didn't know whether it was good or bad, so he could only keep his head down.

Then Huo Chuxiao didn't know what he was talking to the shopping guide lady in French, and the tone of both of them sounded very happy.

The shopping guide even picked out a tie clip, and helped Luo Ran fasten it very gently and carefully. She even patted his chest and looked at him with a smile like a big sister.

Luo Ran's face was almost like an exploding red firework, burning through instantly.

The shopping guide lady then said something in English, which he understood this time.

"Fabulous!" in a thick, sexy French accent.

Luo Ran looked at the floor-to-ceiling mirror, staring at the almost unfamiliar self inside who was upright and fitted the suit perfectly, and was stunned for two seconds.

When he came back to his senses, Huo Chuxiao had already swiped his card to buy this suit for him. The purpose of this shopping trip was achieved. Mr. Huo, who never liked shopping and had a low material desire, took him back to the hotel by taxi.

In the car, Luo Ran was holding the oversized shopping bag, and said very embarrassedly: "Teacher, I will work part-time and pay you back after returning to China..."

Huo Chuxiao said indifferently, "You can do whatever you want."

He paused, and then said: "But you look good in this kind of small suit. It's like that. It's no different from a real son. At least it's more suitable than me. I wear a suit because I look like you." A salesperson who got fired for doing too poorly."

Luo Ran lowered his head and smiled quietly.After the teacher got acquainted with him, he began to be able to tell cold jokes with a cold face like this.

Huo Chuxiao suddenly remembered what he said just now. This kid always said this out of cold air, as if he could get some perverted pleasure from suppressing himself.Why isn't he like this?But this is not a normal state of mind after all.At least now, when he thinks back to himself, who was once addicted to such self-deprecation, he is extremely lucky to be able to live smoothly, not thinking about committing suicide by jumping off a building, or suffering from some kind of mental illness.

It's just that he didn't expect that a child with a strong appearance like Luo Ran would do the same.

"Luo Ran, this is just a piece of clothing." He looked at Luo Ran holding the shopping bag carefully, as if he was afraid of making the suit a little wrinkled, and couldn't help but said, "If it's broken, just use cotton thread to sew it up." If it's wrinkled, just iron it out. It's no big deal. The price is just a subjective thing imposed on it by others. Believe it or not, in another year, it will be moved to the out-of-season area and hung with a The slogan of discount sale?”

Luo Ran stared at him blankly, a little dazed.

Huo Chuxiao lowered his eyes and said slowly: "But no one has ever said that if someone puts a [-]% discount on you and tells you that it's only worth this price, don't believe him. If you believe him, then you really are a past season." A bargain. Only if you firmly believe that you are the treasure of the town store, can you live like the treasure of the town store. Luo Ran, do you think you are a bargain at [-]% off? "

Luo Ran looked into his eyes blankly, and blurted out: "No."

"Then tuck this big obtrusive bag at your feet, it's so stupid to hold it."

"……Yes!"

Huo Chuxiao could actually guess what Luo Ran was thinking.With the sensitivity of a fellow painter, he could feel that Luo Ran was holding a breath in his heart when he was painting, as if because he was only talented in this matter, he firmly grasped this talent, climbed up, and climbed out of the present. The quagmire of life.

How similar it is to him.

Huo Chuxiao first picked up the paintbrush and began to immerse himself in his own world, temporarily staying away from the so-called family that kept suppressing him, didn't he also have this kind of anger?

It's just that in the last few years, he was finally tired and gave up on climbing out, and gradually fell into the abuse of his parents.

If he was still living in Huo's house now, he should have sold it at a discount.

Huo Chuxiao chuckled lightly.

Just seeing the Eiffel Tower outside the taxi window, Huo Chuxiao saw a large number of pigeons flying up, the people in the square shouted happily, some street performers were playing musical instruments, and the little girl ran across the lawn chasing colorful balloons.

He pressed the car window, took a deep breath——

Nothing is more precious than freedom.

There is nothing more joyful than being yourself.

He raised his phone, took a picture of the iron tower, hesitated for a moment on the share button, passed his younger brother who just contacted him as a routine a few days ago, and Qin Huai who wished him a smooth race, and gave it to the third person sent it.

Half a world away, Ji Zongming, who was jogging in the morning, suddenly felt his phone vibrate for two seconds. He took out his phone and found that it was a message from Huo Chuxiao.

Click to open, it is a simple picture with a simple message.

"arrive."

Ji Zongming stopped jogging, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his lips.

He replied: The level of photography is terrible.

Huo Chuxiao didn't reply again.This is what he expected.

Ji Zongming put away his phone and continued running as if nothing had happened.

But Huo Chuxiao who received his reply almost showed the same smile.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Luo Ran asked curiously.

"It's nothing."

Huo Chuxiao changed the subject, and asked him instead: "Did you receive Ilya's email?"

When they got back to the hotel, the first thing they did was turn on their laptops.

Ilya's on-site award ceremony is only prepared for silver awards and above awards, and the remaining bronze awards and other awards, including the notification of failure, will be notified to me by email.

No matter how confident Huo Chuxiao is in his own teaching level, he still has an unfiltered perception of Luo Ran's level.With this baby's skill this year, winning a consoling Bronze Award for mass production is enough for the two of them to open champagne to celebrate.

Sure enough, just as Luo Ran logged into the mailbox, he heard the new email notification.

He clicked on the email almost shaking his hands, struggled to read the English on it, and finally showed a somewhat apologetic expression to Huo Chuxiao, and whispered: "Teacher, I have let you down..."

Huo Chuxiao didn't take it seriously at all, and only asked if it was a failure or a bronze award.

"Bronze Award. An award that I have never heard of..." He could almost recite the resumes of famous painters of this century backwards, but he had never seen that award in the artistic career of any master.Obviously a consolation prize.

Huo Chuxiao: "Normally, as I said, if you are lucky this year and you happen to meet the taste of the jury, you may get a bronze award. It's already very good, at least you can get the Ilia bronze award... "He was stunned, as if he was frantically calculating the data in his head.

"Not many people?" Luo Ran asked a little happily.

If nearly 1000 people are considered... less.

Huo Chuxiao coughed in embarrassment, and couldn't bear to hit the child, so he could only vaguely say: "Anyway, not everyone can get it."

Obviously coaxed by his most trusted teacher, Luo Ran began to read the obscure letter again.

However, after a while, a new email notification popped up.

Luo Ran tapped the mouse to open it, and let out a snort.

"What?" Huo Chuxiao was drinking soda from the small refrigerator in the hotel suite, and asked him after hearing it.

"Ilya sent me another letter...inviting me to attend the on-site awards ceremony?"

Now Huo Chuxiao was also stunned.He hurried over to read the letter carefully, but he understood it after only one glance at the special format of Ilya's invitation letter.

Luo Ran was actually selected for the Rookie Award. Although he was only nominated, it was an award that would be presented on the spot.

Although the gold content is far less than the gold and silver awards, it is definitely a surprise.

Huo Chuxiao smiled brightly rarely, and patted Luo Ran's small shoulder.

"It seems that my vision is not bad. I did not make a mistake in bringing you to Paris."

On the day of Ilya's award presentation, Huo Chuxiao walked into the award presentation ceremony with his little classmate Luo Ran, who had already been tidied up to a new look.

This award is backed by several well-known foundations, covering almost half of the upper class in Europe, and the location of the award is also very particular, in a museum in Paris with a history of more than a hundred years.

Although people rely on clothes and saddles, Luo Ran's appearance alone is not much different from those celebrities in suits and leather shoes around him, but this is the first time the child has seen such a battle. The big artist who had admired on the Internet, the child was instantly frightened, and followed Huo Chuxiao's footsteps, so obedient.

Although Huo Chuxiao had an introverted and withdrawn personality, he was unexpectedly able to handle such a big scene with ease.

Once he entered his field of expertise, he didn't know how to write stage fright.

Although he has faded out of the circle, he studied under the top domestic oil painting masters at the Academy of Fine Arts of University A, and was invited by Repin to be an exchange student for more than half a year. He has long been in contact with the best people in the industry.Some of the class work he left in the Academy of Fine Arts was even retained by the school, as previous outstanding works, displayed in front of freshmen year after year, as a benchmark for teaching in class.

Not to mention the quiet world where he works, and it is not a small studio with a reputation.

Therefore, as soon as Huo Chuxiao arrived at the venue, before Huo Chuxiao said a word, several people who recognized him had already stepped forward to say hello.

Ilya's invitation letter is usually based on the importance of the recipient's nominated award. The more important the award, the earlier the sending time will be, in order to allow enough time for the recipient to set off for the award venue.

As for the invitation letter Huo Chuxiao received half a month in advance, as a reference in previous years, it can already be concluded that he was nominated for one of the gold awards with the highest gold content.

The painter who had studied in Repin with him in that year asked him when he received the letter, and happily clinked glasses with him, saying: "I knew that as long as you participated in the competition, you would definitely be the seed player for the award. Why did you want to What about rejecting Ilya's invitation to compete? You are half a world away, and you never imagined how angry the jury would be when you rejected it. There is also Professor Yevgenia who taught us in Repin , Her violent temper... At that time, she wished she could blow up the entire judging panel, go all the way to China and grab you by the collar to ask for clarification!"

Huo Chuxiao smiled faintly, "I gave up oil painting for a while, even if I dared to enter the competition, if the professor saw that my level had dropped so badly, he might dig through the earth and torture me while burning my arm with a soldering iron. Where did all the teaching go?"

The former classmate toasted him and said briskly, "It's a good thing you're back. To be honest, Huo, I can't imagine what you will look like when you throw away your paintbrush, and what kind of person you will become. For people like us , This is life." He said, pointing to the award-winning works hanging on the site over the years.

Huo Chuxiao also imitated his tone, and said relaxedly: "Then, I wish that I have found my source of life."

"Bingo!"

When the classmate was drinking, he caught a glimpse of the stunned boy following him, and said with a smile: "Why, you got married so soon? And gave birth to a son who is not a few years younger than you?"

Huo Chuxiao turned his head to look at Luo Ran, because the latter was extremely at a loss, he kept grabbing small desserts from the passing waiter's plate and ate them mouthful after mouthful, in order to relieve the growing uneasiness.

"Oh... this is my student." Huo Chuxiao introduced with some pride, "The first time I participated in Ilia, I was nominated as a newcomer."

The man raised his eyebrows in astonishment, and looked at Luo Ran with some respect.

"You are very lucky, Huo is the most talented one in our class."

Luo Ran was naturally very happy when he heard others praise his teacher, even happier than himself being praised.He replied in his broken English: "I am very grateful to the students who can be teachers."

After hearing this, Huo Chuxiao lowered his head slightly, and didn't say anything, but there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Anyway, the feeling of being unconditionally trusted and admired is really not bad.

The awards ceremony began, and Huo Chuxiao was invited to the front row because of the possibility of winning.And Luo Ran, as an unknown pawn present, could only be submerged in the last few rows.

The first to be announced is naturally the least watched award.

This year's Newcomer Award belongs to a student of the Academy of Fine Arts who is still studying in Florence. Seeing the young man who is not a few years older than himself excitedly accepting the award, Luo Ran's eyes are full of envy.Seeing that lucky guy hugging his teacher on the stage, Luo Ran couldn't help but look at Huo Chuxiao again.

Teacher Huo happened to be looking at him too, and made a comforting gesture without a trace of disappointment on his face.

Luo Ran was slightly depressed.He knew that his strength was far from what the teacher expected.

This depression continued until Huo Chuxiao was nominated for the Ilya Portrait Gold Award.

Among Yishui's foreign names, Huo Chuxiao's abrupt Chinese name is particularly obvious.Luo Ran almost stood up, stretched his neck and listened carefully.

Everyone's attention was focused on the podium, and even the waiters stopped walking back and forth.Everyone present understands that this is one of Ilya's most important awards.

Tremblingly, the old man who announced the awards took out the list of winners from the envelope, first showing a mysterious smile, and then pronounced the name.

"Huo, Chu, Xiao."

He read very standard Chinese, so standard that Luo Ran was stunned for a second.

Huo Chuxiao was also obviously stunned, he was even sitting firmly when the people around him had already stood up.

Until he saw the judges' seat, Professor Yevgenia pointed at him excitedly, with an expression of anger or ecstasy on her face, she almost stepped over the judges' seat and ran to him, forcefully Get on the podium.

Huo Chuxiao felt a great sense of unreality at this moment.

It's been a long time since he won an award.

The organizer projected his work on the big screen. It was a portrait with a strong style. On the bank of an inland river in the city, there was green grass. An old man was standing up and fishing toward the center of the river.

The content is so simple and ordinary that it is almost incompatible with a competition like Ilya, but Huo Chuxiao never wanted to draw any paintings that deliberately create depth in order to win awards.He just painted life as he saw it.The background is the place where he lives, the place he passes by every day to and from get off work.The river is a small river.The person is an ordinary old man who fished there one day.

Huo Chuxiao just drew the life he was in and enjoyed, that's all.

But the jury gave a very high evaluation, thinking that this painting is full of vitality that breaks through the canvas, and captures the most simple beauty of life with extremely powerful skills and extremely delicate observation skills.

When Huo Chuxiao heard the string of compliments, he even felt a bit dumbfounded.What uses the old man to show vigorous vitality, bold contrast, extreme motion capture... He never thought about these when he painted.

So the first sentence of his acceptance speech was: "I didn't think so much."

Professor Yevgenia shouted at him in her voice high enough to penetrate the building: "You better be! Brat!"

Good-natured laughter resounded throughout the venue.

Luo Ran was almost ecstatic in such laughter, as if he was the one receiving the award.

His teacher was standing on the podium, and countless gunshots were aimed at his impeccable and perfect face, and his whole body was almost shining, brighter than the chasing lights on the stage.

And his teacher himself, seems to have no sense of his charm at all.

Huo Chuxiao almost finished reciting his award acceptance speech in a dull manner. The words were concise and unpretentious. Only during the thank you session, he paused for a moment and said in a calm tone:

"Thanks to my city, to the old man who was fishing, I even treated him to a meal... to my roommate, and to his bed that I tore down. Finally, to myself."

Everyone present obviously appreciated his cold and humorous character, and gave him extremely warm applause and laughter.

Luo Ran watched Huo Chuxiao step down from the stage calmly, his body still seemed to be glowing, and couldn't help but murmured to himself: "That's actually my teacher..."

He used Chinese unconsciously. He thought that there were Europeans around and no one could understand him, but he got a response.

"You mean the guy who just won the award?"

A kind voice came from behind him.

Luo Ran turned around in surprise, and was looking at the kind eyes of the previous old man.

The two looked at each other, both of them were surprised.

Luo Ran inexplicably felt that the old man in front of him was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he met him.And he is also very self-aware. On this occasion, he obviously shouldn't meet any acquaintances.

The old man also looked at him with hints of surprise, came back to his senses, and said: "I didn't expect to meet my compatriots here, little friend, my surname is Tang."

"Roran."

Luo Ran saw that the other party stretched out his hand to him, shook it back with some trepidation, and announced his name.

"Is Luo Xiaoyou also here to participate in the competition?"

"Yes...but I only got one nomination. My teacher is really amazing. He just won the biggest gold award!"

The old man smiled and said: "At such a young age, it is already very impressive to be nominated. Your teacher is Huo Chuxiao?"

"Yes." For some reason, Luo Ran felt an inexplicable sense of closeness to this old man who was worth a lot at first sight, so he asked, "Do you know my teacher?"

The old man shook his head, "It's a pity, so I'm taking this opportunity today to get to know him. I like Mr. Huo's entries this time, and I'm planning to ask him if he has any intention of selling them at the dinner party."

Although Luo Ran didn't understand the flamboyant social methods of their upper class, he obviously understood what the old man said.

Spend money on paintings?Or the painting that just won an award?

What a great thing!Why don't you hurry up and tell the teacher to make a fortune?

The author says:

I have been unwell for the past two days, the update is a bit late, I have been waiting for a long time!

Xiao Huo finally started to gain both fame and fortune

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