I was dedicated by the female lead to the male lead

The inspiration came quickly, and the painting was also fast. It took Xia Xiaomu two days to basically complete "Chasing".

Because the last time I took "Sunrise" to ask Xie Wen for advice, not only did I receive her warm hospitality, but I also answered the questions and suggestions about the work to the point.

This made Xia Xiaomu trust Xie Wen, and at the same time feel a little dependent.

Just like this painting, Xia Xiaomu was not as confident as before, and the first thing she thought of was to ask Xie Wen for her opinion.

It will be past six in the afternoon, Xia Xiaomu is afraid that it will be too early, and Xie Wen hasn't arrived home yet.He took out Xie Wen's business card that day, entered the phone number, and sent a message.

--Professor Xie, hello, I am Xia Xiaomu.I have finished another painting for the exhibition, and I want to hear your opinion. Is it convenient for you today?

After about 5 minutes, Xie Wen called directly.

The other end of the phone asked tentatively: Xiao Mu?

Then he panicked again: "I, I still have half an hour to get home. There is an aunt at home. If you go over now, she will entertain you, or you can come over in another half hour."

Finally, he added: "I'll be home soon."

From the last time I went to ask Xie Wen for advice, Xia Xiaomu could tell that Xie Wen was very enthusiastic about his visits, and she could also see that that enthusiasm was not fake, it was beyond the normal level of politeness for hospitality.

Is that how you appreciate my talent?

Maybe you think I'm cute?

Xia Xiaomu touched her face, thinking narcissistically.

In any case, it's not good to ask for advice empty-handed twice.No matter how enthusiastic Professor Xie is, he has no obligation to guide him for free, so he has to express his gratitude.

What would be appropriate to give.

Fruit health products are too vulgar.

I don't have time to buy high-end women's accessories now.Moreover, Professor Xie should not be happy to accept expensive gifts from students.

By the way, you can send flowers.

There are so many potted plants in the professor's house, it should be a small gift like flowers.

It happened that there was a flower shop under the supermarket outside the villa area, and it was a bit far to walk.Xia Xiaomu borrowed the electric scooter that Aunt Wang usually used to buy groceries, and hurriedly rode out the door.

The flower shop is still open. Because of Christmas, there are many Christmas-themed flower bouquets and various exquisitely packaged gift boxes at the front of the store.

The clerks were two young ladies. When they saw a handsome young man coming over, they greeted him with a smile on their face: "Do you want to buy flowers for your girlfriend?"

Xia Xiaomu smiled, looked around at the various colorful flower bouquets in the store, and said, "No, I want to send it to the teacher, what kind of flower is suitable for me?"

One of the girls with a round black frame pointed to various flower bouquets and recommended them to him: "For teachers, sunflowers, lilies, carnations, and gerbera are also good. These flowers all symbolize gratitude. , the meaning of gratitude."

The young lady especially recommends lilies.The pink-yellow petals spread out gracefully, and the fragrance is pleasant, which is indeed a very good choice.

But Xia Xiaomu always felt that it had the meaning of a long-term relationship, so she didn't really want it.

The sunflower is strong and flamboyant, which is not suitable for Xie Wen's temperament.The gerbera is very beautiful. When Xia Xiaomu was hesitating, his eyes caught on to the carnation.

Unlike lilies and sunflowers, which are so unassuming, the small red flowers overlap closely and look beautiful and elegant.It's like Xie Wen's black coat with a red scarf, which matches very well.

"Is it appropriate to send carnations to the teacher?"

In Xia Xiaomu's memory, whenever it was Mother's Day, the streets were full of young ladies selling carnations.

Round Glasses kept nodding, and took out a carnation from the flower tube to Xia Xiaomu: "It's suitable. This kind of flower can make people feel warm and friendly, and it can also express gratitude to the teacher for teaching."

Xia Xiaomu nodded and asked the clerk to bandage it.

On the full green stems and leaves, red flowers are clustered together, and then wrapped and decorated with full-textured kraft paper and colorful ribbons.Holding it in your hand like a ball of fire looks extremely warm.

When Xia Xiaomu rang the doorbell of Xie Wen's house with flowers and works, Xie Wen had already arrived.

She hurried out to open the door for Xia Xiaomu, and immediately saw a bunch of fiery red carnations in Xia Xiaomu's hands.Under the lights of the gate at night, it is extraordinarily dazzling.

The expression on her face froze instantly, and she stared at Xia Xiaomu with a complicated look, as if she was looking for some unbelievable answer.

Xia Xiaomu sent flowers for the first time, and the other party was an elder teacher, so she was a little guilty and nervous.

He smiled shyly: "Professor Xie, I like it."

Xie Wen took a breath, her tightly shrugged shoulders relaxed, and she looked a little exhausted. She took the bouquet and held it in front of her chest: "Thank you, thank you. I like it very much..."

Before she finished speaking, she immediately turned around and took Xia Xiaomu home.

Xia Xiaomu was a little puzzled. When Xie Wen took the bouquet just now, her hands seemed to shake a little. Is it an illusion?

After entering the house, Xie Wen said that he would make tea for him and let him go to the studio first.

Xia Xiaomu was already familiar with Xie Wen's easel, and after neatly putting her "Chasing" on it, she began to wait.

On the side is the easel that Xie Weiwan used last time, and there is also a work stuck on it. Xia Xiaomu has the impression that it is an exhibition work painted by Xie Weiwan.

It is a picture of a night scene under the moon. A round of bright and bright full moon occupies the center of the canvas, emitting cold white light under the black and blue surrounding night.

Surrounded by dense trees at night, spot shadows and colors, due to the huge difference between cold light and shadow, it brings a strong visual impact to the viewers.After seeing it once, it seems to be imprinted in the brain, lingering.

Xia Xiaomu could tell that Xie Weiwan's painting had a significant technical improvement compared to the previous work of the Qingjun Cup.

It should be the reason for being personally guided by Xie Wen these days.

It's great. Every day, an aunt like Professor Xie guides painting, and can enjoy the rich resources in Xie Wen's hands. Compared with ordinary students, she can easily get more opportunities to become famous.

in the kitchen.

Xie Wen held the bouquet of carnations in both hands, squatting in a corner of the cabinet, her whole body huddled together, her thin shoulders trembling, and she let out a suppressed sob.

The helper auntie went in, she was startled when she saw her appearance, and hurried to help her: "My God, what's wrong with you, Professor Xie?"

Xie Wen's eyes were red, and there were a lot of tears on her face.Covering the bouquet on the chest, it keeps rising and falling as the chest rises and falls.

Her voice was choked and suppressed: "Go...you go, make him tea, grapefruit tea. I'll be fine soon, don't let him know..."

When Xie Wen came into the studio again, Xia Xiaomu saw that she had changed her clothes, and her hair on her forehead was a little wet. It might be because she washed her face and removed her makeup, but her eyelids were a little red.

"sorry to keep you waiting."

Xie Wen smiled apologetically and walked over: "Is this your new work?"

Xia Xiaomu quickly stood up from the chair, nodded and said, "Yes."

Xie Wen gently pressed his shoulder: "Sit down and talk."

Same as last time, Xie Wen watched it for a long time, very seriously.

Xia Xiaomu anxiously waited for Xie Wen's evaluation as if she was waiting for the result of an important exam.

The theme of the work is "The Chase", but the name was not written.

It is an abstract painting in dark tones.

The color is so gloomy that it feels depressing.

There is almost no orientation, hierarchy, or even a world view, and everything is even chaotic and out of order.The more this is the case, the more imaginative it is, trying to figure out the meaning of it.

There are continuous ladders on the dark brown cliffs, straight into the thick clouds.There are black eagles flying high, and there are ravines flowing with lava.

On the only open space, there was a man running hard, with a grim expression on his face, as if he was trying his best to catch up with something.

And around him are sitting, lying, and walking figures, everyone is like a shadow, but they all have various expressions, leisurely, joyful, ironic, angry...

Xie Wen looked at the painting, and it took a long time before she said slowly: "You are really, really really great,..."

Xia Xiaomu breathed a sigh of relief: "Can it be used as a work for this exhibition?"

"can."

Xie Wen nodded and asked, "What is the theme of your painting?"

Xia Xiaomu: "The current tentative name is "Chasing"."

Xie Wen was taken aback for a moment, suddenly realized.

She stared at Xia Xiaomu and said slowly:

"Xiao Mu, you have a talent and strength that ordinary people can't match. What you lack is an opportunity. And you are still young, and you will have time to let the world know you in the future, so don't be too impatient. If you want, I can……"

The doorbell rang and Xie Wen was interrupted.

The maid aunt answered the doorbell and went out to open the door.

Xie Wen paused, and explained to him tentatively: "It should be Wanwan who came here. She has been staying with me recently..."

"...Wanwan recently quarreled with my brother and sister-in-law because of her engagement to Lu Jinghan. These days, she doesn't really want to go home, and she also has to prepare works for exhibitions. Living here makes it easier for me to guide her."

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Xia Xiaomu became nervous instinctively.

Xie Wen patted her on the shoulder lightly: "The reason for the quarrel is that she asked my brother and sister-in-law to go to Mrs. Lu to cancel the engagement of Lu Jinghan and the two..."

Although it seemed to be comforting, there was worry hidden in his eyes, and hesitant to speak.

Xia Xiaomu's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Xie Wen suspiciously.

Xie Weiwan offered to call off the engagement?

why?

Could it be that brother Jing Han did something?

"Auntie, are there any guests at home?"

Xie Weiwan ran in happily, and immediately saw Xia Xiaomu standing with Xie Wen.

His face turned cold immediately, and he smiled sarcastically: "Is Xia Xiaomu here again?"

Xia Xiaomu also braced herself to say hello to her: "Yes, senior sister, hello."

Xie Wen called Xie Weiwan to sit down, pointed out a few problems to her work, and asked her to revise it herself.

He began to seriously comment on Xia Xiaomu's paintings again.

"The dark tone of the whole painting is too strong. If you add a little bit of contrasting color, it will make people feel the hope of chasing the goal again. For example, using white for a little rendering in this place can give the whole painting a depressive foundation. , adding tension..."

Xia Xiaomu originally wanted to go home and change as she said, but Xie Wen had already picked up her own paint, squeezed it on the palette, selected a fan-shaped brush, and handed it to him.

Xia Xiaomu started to fix it right away. He understood what Xie Wen meant, and since the painting was drawn by himself, he quickly found the place to write it. After a few strokes, the overall effect of the painting changed immediately.

Xia Xiaomu couldn't help admiring in her heart, she really deserves to be a world-renowned painting master, who can find the entry point so accurately and make a correct judgment.

Xie Wen didn't expect the effect to be so good, and her eyes were full of surprise: "It's so perfect, such a painting, even if it is brought to an international exhibition, it can shine."

Xia Xiaomu smiled embarrassedly: "Thanks to your advice, Professor Xie is the best."

"No, if your original painting was exquisite, it wouldn't have such a good effect. I believe this painting will definitely shine in this exhibition."

Xie Weiwan pursed her lips and looked over.

Xie Weiwan thinks that she has unique advantages and resources in the painter's world, not because of anything else, just because of her surname Xie, she can become famous more easily than ordinary people.In fact, Xie Weiwan's paintings already have a high value in the market.

She admitted that Xia Xiaomu's painting skills were better than hers, but she never took him seriously.A poor boy with no connections, no matter how talented he is, without enough relationships and resources, it is difficult to become famous in this world.

But just now, my aunt actually turned her elbows out, trying to teach someone who had nothing to do with her.Now give him a recommendation for an art exhibition, and then what about.

Xie Wen exhibits and sells her works at authoritative international exhibitions every year, and has accumulated a broad network of contacts in the international painting art circle over the years.

If she wanted to recommend someone, it would be a breeze at the international art exhibition.

Xie Weiwan worked so hard in front of her aunt, was so obedient and obedient, just thinking that Xie Wen could bring her to be active on the international stage.

But now, Xie Wen seemed to value Xia Xiaomu more.

Xie Weiwan felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Having already lost Lu Jinghan, is it necessary to lose her aunt and the shortcut to becoming famous in one fell swoop!

"The Chase" has been determined to be no problem.Xia Xiaomu said goodbye to Xie Wen and went home.

The painting that has just been painted has not yet dried, and it is easy to paste when it is put in the bag.Xie Wen suggested to put the painting at home for one night, and ask Xia Xiaomu to come and pick it up tomorrow.

After Xia Xiaomu left, Xie Wen went out for a while, leaving Xie Weiwan in the studio for the time being.

She stared fiercely at Xia Xiaomu's "Chasing", the jealousy in her heart became more and more intense, and the hatred in her eyes became stronger and stronger.As if that would make her lose all roots.

Holding a palette and a brush dipped in paint, she walked towards Xia Xiaomu's painting step by step.