Delicacy

When Xu Tao wandered back to the dormitory, Qin Yuanmu was still sitting in his seat, staring at the phone screen like an old monk.Xu Tao casually threw a large bag of yogurt on the table, and greeted Qin Yuanmu, but Qin Yuanmu turned a deaf ear.

Xu Tao, who was ignored, had long been used to this feeling, but it was rare for her to talk too much today, and she went to bed after washing up, as obedient as a primary school student.

The next morning Xu Tao was woken up by the smell of smoke. He looked down from the bed with his sleepy eyes open, and found that Qin Yuanmu was still sitting there, his posture didn't seem to change except for the cigarette between his fingertips.

"Damn, brother, you didn't sleep all night, did you?" Xu Tao climbed down the escalator and yawned loudly.

Waking up a little thirsty in the morning, Xu Tao opened a pack of yogurt, put it in his mouth like Xue Yujie's habitual action, and walked to Qin Yuanmu's side, staring at the cigarette case on his table in a daze.

Qin Yuanmu turned his stiff neck, and looked at Xu Tao with red eyes: "If you want to smoke, take it yourself, don't look at me with a painful expression on your face."

Xu Tao looked like he really wanted to get one, but after a long time of confusion, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, I quit."

Qin Yuanmu finally took a serious look at Xu Tao, wanting to see if he had woken up.He and Xu Tao have known each other for many years. This person's addiction to smoking is not less than his. Why did he suddenly quit?

"Actually, it's not that I want to quit. It's all because of Xue Yujie." Xu Tao scolded others while drinking the yogurt they gave him. The more disrespectful I became, "I didn't dislike the smell of cigarettes in my mouth and forced me to quit smoking."

It was only then that Qin Yuanmu noticed that the yogurt that Xu Tao was drinking seemed to be the brand that Xue Yujie often drank. After contacting the relationship between the two of them recently, Qin Yuanmu asked, "You two are getting closer now? Are you Are you not afraid of him?"

Xu Tao's answer has a sense of freedom and ease: "I was afraid of him before because I was inferior to others and couldn't hold my head up. Now I want to open it. Anyway, the difference is so big, so I like it."

Qin Yuanmu remained silent. He felt that his current state was very wrong. He always felt that Xu Tao's words seemed to be said to him, and he almost couldn't hold back the anger that had already driven to his throat.Of course, Xu Tao, who was still in his head, didn't notice Qin Yuanmu's strangeness. He said to himself that he was suddenly hungry after drinking the yogurt, so he got dressed and went out to have breakfast.

The bedroom finally became quiet again, and Qin Yuanmu continued to stare at the painting.

This night, he recalled the skills that Tang Qi had given him from the beginning, and he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, but why the things he showed were so different from Xue Yujie's?Thinking all night made his brain feel like a mess, and occasionally he had flashes of inspiration, as if he felt a vague feeling, but this feeling was fleeting, and it was too late for him to grasp it in his hands .

From good to perfect, in fact, there is really no difference at the technical level, maybe the difference is talent.Qin Yuanmu didn't believe this at first, but the facts seemed to force him not to believe it.

Qin Yuanmu got up from the chair numbly. After he hadn't moved much all night, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he felt the world spinning for a while. He supported the table indiscriminately so as not to let himself fall to the ground, but the storage box on the table was hit by him like this. He fell to the ground as if he couldn't figure it out, and the brushes that Lian Xiao gave him were scattered all over the floor.

Qin Yuanmu quickly squatted down and carefully picked up these brushes one by one.Although Lian Xiao's craftsmanship is not aesthetically pleasing, at least it is quite strong, and all the brushes are safe and sound, not even a single hair has fallen off.

Holding the paintbrush in his hand, Qin Yuanmu seemed to wake up a little bit.It wasn't until his legs were numb from squatting that he slowly stood up with a wry smile. If it couldn't be a moment, I would be too sorry for Lian Xiao.

Although his body was a little out of control because he hadn't rested for a long time, Qin Yuanmu's mind was very excited and he didn't want to sleep at all.Gently taking the phone off the charger, Qin Yuanmu dialed Xu Tao's number.

Xu Tao should be crowded in the cafeteria, the noisy life sounds unreal.Qin Yuanmu said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Didn't you always go to Xue Yujie's place to paint? Take me with you today. I have questions...ask him."

Xu Tao didn't know how much Qin Yuanmu's psychology had changed the night before, so he yelled for a while and agreed.

Putting down the phone, Qin Yuanmu closed his eyes wearily.In fact, bowing your head to ask for advice is not as difficult as you think.

When Xu Tao came back, he thoughtfully brought Qin Yuanmu a breakfast.It's a pity that Qin Yuanmu is not interested in eating and drinking at all now, and Xu Tao took him out after stuffing a few random mouthfuls.

Xue Yujie rented a house not far from the school, just near the east gate.It seems that all the streets near the university are like this. There are only restaurants, Internet cafes and small hotels as far as the eye can see. Xue Yujie's apartment is near a hotel.I don't know if he, a single dog, can sleep at night listening to that sound every day.

Although Qin Yuanmu's mind is all about painting now, when he saw Xu Tao take out the door key from his pocket, he still found time to express his shock.Xue Yujie, let a shit hold the key to his house?

Qin Yuanmu looked down at the fairly clean aisle floor, did he have hallucinations because he didn't rest well?

It was obviously not a hot day, but the air conditioner in the room was turned on extremely low, and Qin Yuanmu shivered as soon as he entered.It is obviously impossible for a student living alone to rent a big house, so Qin Yuanmu can see the layout of the house almost at a glance.

On the whole, it is fairly neat, and the usual fierceness of a man living alone does not appear here, except that the paint dripping around the easel is a bit horrible.The smell of paint in the air is very strong, mixed with a little milky smell, it's not unpleasant to mix together, but it's very weird.

Looking at the only small bed in the room, Qin Yuanmu finally understood why Xue Yujie was wearing a chicken coop every morning, and he was curled up under the quilt in a very ghostly posture and sleeping soundly.

Not long after Qin Yuanmu calmed down, he began to feel upset again. He thought about it all night like a laborer who had suffered a lot and hated him. Is the culprit still asleep?

Xue Yujie didn't sleep too badly, the sound of Xu Tao closing the door woke him up, he opened his eyes in a daze, his voice was a little soft, completely different from the tone that could kill people in the past: "Here we are..." Xue Yujie said as he spoke While looking at Xu Tao.

When he noticed that a person who shouldn't exist was also present, he became sober for the most part, and even looked at Xu Tao with no kindness in his eyes.It seemed to be questioning him, why did Qin Yuanmu come to his house?

Xu Tao laughed: "Don't stare at me. Since we will be colleagues in the future, it is a good thing to communicate with each other. Only by communicating can we make progress. Get up quickly. My brother has not slept all night, so hurry up and draw."

Hearing that Qin Yuanmu hadn't slept all night, Xue Yujie's eyes became less aggressive, but he still wrapped himself tightly with the quilt: "Turn around first, I'll put on some clothes."

Qin Yuanmu cut and turned around, Xue Yujie was not Lian Xiao, so he didn't bother to look at it.It was Xu Tao who babbled: "What's wrong with you today? Aren't you always generous in front of me before, why are you suddenly ashamed?"

Xue Yujie looked at Xu Tao with a half-smile, Xu Tao didn't dare to say any more, and turned around obediently, cursing silently.

Qin Yuanmu suddenly realized something was wrong, there must be something he had overlooked, the relationship between Xu Tao and Xue Yujie... a bit strange!Qin Yuanmu looked sideways at Xu Tao who kept talking. Xu Tao almost cried out when he saw him suddenly, and then avoided his gaze guiltily.

Qin Yuanmu understood it in his heart, as expected.

Xue Yujie was like being unable to take care of himself in life. After wearing a pair of short sleeves and trousers for almost 5 minutes, he said slowly, "Turn around."

With this tone, where does the emperor choose his concubine?

Qin Yuanmu turned around angrily, and saw Xue Yujie, who was no different from before, still so handsome, and still so underwhelming.

Xue Yujie ignored Qin Yuanmu and asked Xu Tao, "I asked you to think about it when you went back yesterday. Did you gain anything?"

Qin Yuanmu sneered in his heart, he thought what a fart, this guy fell asleep when he went back yesterday.

Xu Tao's expression remained the same: "Of course I thought about it. How can I improve if I don't think about it? Well... I have thought about it a lot. The ratio of turpentine oil to linseed oil is very important, otherwise it will affect the preservation time of the painting."

"You really think a lot. The teacher said this in the first class, right?" Xue Yujie still smiled, but Xu Tao almost wanted to leave first.

But in front of Qin Yuanmu, Xue Yujie seemed to want to save Xu Tao some face, waved his hand and said, "Go ahead and draw yours. If you don't draw twenty sketches today, don't leave. Your foundation is too bad."

Xu Tao would rather face this impossible task than face Xue Yujie again, and immediately sat down behind the drawing board obediently, with an extremely serious expression.If Tang Qi saw this scene, he would definitely shed tears of excitement.

After dismissing Xu Tao, Xue Yujie looked at Qin Yuanmu with a smile, as if asking him what's the matter.

Qin Yuanmu thought that he must have a fight with this guy before graduation, then took a deep breath and asked, "I want to ask you some questions."

"Oh?" Xue Yujie raised his eyebrows, "It's rare, let's talk."

Qin Yuanmu avoided his eyes and said, "I've been watching your painting "Water Lily" all night, but I don't understand, how can I paint that feeling of light and shadow?"

Xue Yujie laughed: "This? It depends on what effect you want. The performance on the screen is very simple, just change the proportion of walnut oil a little bit. But I don't think this is what you want to ask, after all, your brain is not enough to connect This is unimaginable.”

Qin Yuanmu nodded slightly, he was right, he knew that changing the ratio of oil and paint would do, but he tried it, and even if the colors he mixed were the same, what he drew was still incomparable to Xue Yujie.Qin Yuanmu couldn't figure out what he was missing.

"Let me tell you this," Xue Yujie jumped off the bed, "If you change the proportions, what you draw can shock everyone, and it can also surprise those little media who have never seen the world. But, if the two of us If my works can be sold at auction, if mine can sell for [-], then yours can only be used as a bonus, do you know why?"

Qin Yuanmu didn't speak, thinking that if I knew why, I wouldn't be looking for you today.

"When you first started learning to draw, your teacher must have said something similar, which is to regard art as something you love. I don't know if you listened to it or not."

As Xue Yujie was talking, he walked slowly to another drawing board, unscrewed the paint skillfully and poured it on the palette, then picked up the brush and started mixing.He has done this kind of action countless times, and he may even have muscle memory, so when Xue Yujie does these, he feels lazy, as if those beautiful pictures are really easy to come by in front of him.

Thinking about those students in the class who squeezed paint carefully as if they were doing a nuclear explosion experiment, Qin Yuanmu felt that they would not be able to surpass the current Xue Yujie in ten lifetimes of painting.Maybe I am better than them, maybe eight lifetimes are enough.Qin Yuanmu thought happily.

The drawing paper on the drawing board is not even flattened, and the corners are even slightly warped, which is a taboo for oil painting.But Xue Yujie didn't care about this at all, he didn't even type the frame, and just picked up the pen and waved it around the paper.

When Qin Yuanmu draws, every stroke is careful, because it is meticulous work in itself, and once there are any small mistakes, it is very difficult to make up for it. After all, this is not a sketch, and you can use an eraser to redraw it.But Xue Yujie seemed to be playing around, with almost no pause in his strokes. After a few strokes, a gorgeous starry sky appeared on the drawing paper.

The good news is that it seems that Xue Yujie really can't keep up with what he draws casually.The bad news is that Xue Yujie only took less than 10 minutes. If Qin Yuanmu was replaced, it would take at least an hour to achieve the same quality.

I don't know if Xue Yujie wanted to show off on purpose. After gently removing the drawing paper and putting it aside, he began to draw again.It's just that this time his strokes seem to be not so smooth, some details have been sketched for a long time, almost exactly the same picture, the second time he painted for 10 minutes.

Xue Yujie put two very similar paintings together, and asked Qin Yuanmu, "Which one do you think is better?"

Qin Yuanmu observed carefully, and even he couldn't believe the conclusion he came to.

Reasonably speaking, the two paintings are almost the same, and Xue Yujie obviously used a more detailed expression in the second painting, theoretically the second painting must be better.But the result is not like this. Compared with the first painting, the second painting looks less comfortable, as if... a poor imitation of the first painting.When the two paintings are put together, Qin Yuanmu prefers the first one with a pen and ink.

But why, Qin Yuanmu couldn't say.

Xue Yujie smiled and asked Xu Tao, who had been peeking aside for a long time, "Look at it, which one looks better?"

Xu Tao smiled and flattered: "You all draw beautifully, each has its own strengths, and it's hard to tell the difference!"

Qin Yuanmu felt hehe, the horse Xu Tao slapped the horse's leg.However, Xue Yujie was very happy, and looked at Qin Yuanmu: "How, do you have an answer?"

"This is good." Qin Yuanmu pointed to the first painting and said, with a confused expression, "But why?" Obviously the second painting is more attentive, why is it like this?

"Oil paintings can be preserved for a long time, do you know what this means?" Xue Yujie didn't answer him, but threw another question.

Qin Yuanmu looked at him inexplicably, Xue Yujie smiled slightly: "This means that every stroke you make on the drawing paper will be recorded truthfully. The paints will blend with each other, but the strokes will not, as long as you pay enough attention , you can observe all the outlines of an oil painting from the first stroke to the last stroke. To put it bluntly, that is to say, the work can really reflect the psychology of the painter.”

Qin Yuanmu seemed to understand a little bit.

Xue Yujie went on to say: "Oil paintings, especially oil paintings that focus on artistic conception, don't need to be overly elaborate, but you need to have a similar state of mind and complete them in one go."

Qin Yuanmu didn't understand again, what did Xue Yujie mean?This is completely different from what the teacher said. Who dares to say that oil painting does not need details?

Seeing Qin Yuanmu's disapproving expression, Xue Yujie clicked his tongue: "You man, how can I say hello? I'm talking about artistic conception painting, understand? Last time you chose "The Death of Mara" ", I thought you were smart enough, because firstly, characters are your strong point, and secondly, this painting expresses a lawsuit against the murderer. The overall style is rather dark, and the requirements for color control are not high, so although the picture It is cumbersome but very suitable for beginners to copy. But then I realized when you threw your heart and soul into "Water Lily", I overestimated you as co-author, you didn't expect those things at all, you just chose "Death of Marat" by chance "Right?"

Qin Yuanmu really didn't think too much about these things, and he was a little ashamed to be told by Xue Yujie.

"Let's use an inappropriate analogy. If you want to achieve similarity in appearance, you can just practice hard. People with no intellectual defects will be able to do it sooner or later. But if you want to achieve similarity in spirit, you need to spend more time studying. "Xue Yujie looked at Qin Yuanmu and said.

Qin Yuanmu was speechless and could only nod to him.

"However, I don't mean to let you make use of your strengths and avoid your weaknesses." Xue Yujie suddenly changed the subject, "You have only learned to draw for a few days, so there is no need to rush to define yourself. Besides, if you want to draw, you must draw the best. A genius is never a genius."

Xue Yujie smiled suddenly, although he was still very provocative, but in Qin Yuanmu's eyes, it was not so unpleasant: "Actually, artistic conception is not so mysterious, it is good to feel the author's state of mind more, and copying is just a means of learning. In the end we all have to be who we are.”

Qin Yuanmu finally understood how big the gap was between himself and Xue Yujie, but he was full of energy all of a sudden.The same brain and the same hands, as long as he sweats more, the distance between him and Xue Yujie will get closer.

There will always be a day when you surpass him.

Qin Yuanmu took a last look at the two starry sky paintings, and said to Xue Yujie, "Thank you for your guidance today."

Xue Yujie made an inch of progress, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Only thank you?"

Qin Yuanmu took a deep breath, and said expressionlessly, "You are so awesome."

Xue Yujie nodded with satisfaction as if he didn't understand the good words: "Although your skills are a bit weak, fortunately, it's still normal. If you plan to continue mixing with me, you should practice hard and go practice with Xu Tao."

After giving Xue Yujie a blank look, Qin Yuanmu swaggered towards Xu Tao.Most of the mental settlement has been solved, so it's good to find Xu Tao to restore some confidence now.

After painting for a while, Qin Yuanmu felt itchy again, so he couldn't hold back and drew the pond again.When coloring, he tried his best to free his mind, imagining the artistic conception of Mr. Monet back then.After finally having some meaning, the phone suddenly jumped up.

Qin Yuanmu finally answered the phone, Lian Xiao said excitedly: "Qin Yuanmu! Let me tell you something..."

Qin Yuanmu was not in the mood to listen at the moment, and couldn't wait to express his insights just now, and said perfunctorily: "Then what, I'm a little busy now, so I'll get back to you later."

Hearing the busy tone from the handset, Lian Xiao angrily took the phone from his ear.It feels like Qin Yuanmu and himself are very busy recently, and we haven't had a good chat for a long time.But it was all for the future, Lian Xiao regained his energy and ran towards the classroom of the cooking class.