Goddess of Art Transformation Project

Chapter 130
Chu Ci intends to let Yunxi regard this picture of the beautiful woman in the sunset as the end scroll of the whole painting collection, rubbing his brows lightly with his hand and thinking for a while, then Chu Ci picks up a pen and gently drafts on the prop card: Memory Notebook.

"The reeds are green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the side of the water. If you follow them, the road is blocked and long. If you swim, you will be in the water. The reeds are desolate, and the white dew is not yet clear. The so-called Yiren are in the river. If you follow it, you will be in the water. If you follow it, you will be in the water. When the reeds are picked, the white dew will not stop. The so-called Yiren is in the water. Follow it, and the road is blocked, and you will be right. You will follow it. , just like floating in the water."

After writing on the paper for a long time, Chu Ci's handwriting is beautiful and clear but with a charming and vigorous strength, gently evoking the last stroke and writing.

In the early morning of late autumn, the autumn water is miaomiao, the reeds are green, the dew is full, and it is crystal clear like frost.

What is the identity of the seeker in the poem?What is he after?we do not know.

What is the identity of the "Yi Ren" being pursued?Why is he so hard to come by?We don't know either.

So much so that it is impossible to confirm whether they are male or female, with a sense of confusion.

Especially "Yiren", who has neither voice, appearance nor physical appearance, but with infinite beauty and longing, sometimes in the upper reaches of the river, sometimes in the lower reaches of the river, sometimes in the middle of the water, sometimes in the grass by the water, erratic, coming and going It's so slim that it's almost doubtful whether he really exists.

It can be seen that the so-called Yiren is nothing but an unattainable dream and illusion.But the man who pursued did not give up because of this, but pursued up and down for his dream, not afraid of difficulties and obstacles.Just a few words created a state of mind that looks like flowers but not flowers, and is ethereal and miaomiao.

Chu Ci felt that this adverb was very suitable for this painting, with a supernatural and romantic atmosphere. The flowers are not flowers, and the fog is not fog. It seems to have a romantic atmosphere. Chu Ci looked at the inscription and nodded in satisfaction.

In this way, the inscription of this collection of "Wu Shuang" is considered to be over. Chu Ci felt that with Yunxi's painting skills, this collection of paintings would definitely shine.

Time flies, Yunxi, Yang Mingkai and Brother Liu are too busy these few days.

Yunxi has been finishing the 16th painting recently, which is the opening volume of the "Wu Shuang" painting collection.Yuxi strives for excellence and even draws the faint pattern of camellia, green bird and swimming fish on the clothes clearly and carefully, but when the eyes of Chu Ci are drawn, Yunxi feels that she doesn't know how to write. This problem has troubled Yunxi for many days. Xi has been studying in closed doors for the past few days, and it seems to have achieved initial results.

Yang Mingkai is also performing his duties as a broker recently. He is going out to discuss the contract with the publishing company and publishing house. He is fighting for the interests of Chuci and Yunxi, so Yang Mingkai is not as easy to talk to as when he was doing business on his own before. Yang Mingkai is based on a principle, setting the share ratio by himself and then not giving in at all, no matter what you say , No matter how you talk about the conditions, I will not compromise on this principle.

"He forced him to be strong, and the breeze blows the hills. He let him do whatever he wants, and the bright moon shines on the river." Yang Mingkai can be said to have almost learned the tricks of those old men and women when he was selling flowers, birds and fish in the past, but What Yang Mingkai didn't know was that in the eyes of those distribution companies, Yang Mingkai was [-] times more expensive than those grandparents.

Brother Liu is also busy with some external work in the studio, and Brother Liu has really worked hard recently.

Chuci has not been easy recently. Since Cixi Studio has just started and is not yet well-known, the news of the recruitment of composers released by Cixi Studio is naturally seldom paid attention to. Chu Ci felt very helpless for the composer who was about to fail. Did he have to wait until the studio became famous before he could recruit composers that Chu Ci thought were suitable?

These composers who came to apply for the job are actually not good at anything, and they all have their own understanding of composition, but when Chuci asked them if they could arrange and design, they looked at Chuci with the expression of looking at the gods , Arrangement design is a difficult job to master. In fact, arrangement design mainly depends on talent and understanding of music. Even the chief composer of a large entertainment company may not be able to say that his arrangement design is excellent. , let alone perfect.

After applying for the job in the past few days, Chu Ci was a little discouraged. He really couldn't find a suitable composer for him. However, Chu Ci didn't want to be sloppy with his music works, so Chu Ci planned to wait a little longer. If it didn't work, he would go Ask Lin Fei for help, see if he can introduce a suitable composer to himself.

The sunset in the evening is always extraordinarily magnificent, but it also carries the hustle and bustle that is about to disappear.

The morning fog is thousands of miles away, and the wind is hidden in the clouds.

The setting sun is beautiful, obliquely shining out the leisurely feeling.

The setting sun is getting hotter and redder, as if holding the hand of the sun.

In a villa in London that is almost entirely composed of glass and wood, there is a blue-gold piano in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a clear and bright man sits beside the piano, and the man's hands are dancing on the piano.

The sound of the zither played by the fingers is like a butterfly spreading its wings, fluttering its agile wings, flowing clear and bright, and like the distant sky beyond the Great Wall, which is full of clear light.The wonderful piano sound seems far away, unavailable, but also seems very close, lingering in my ears.

Suddenly the hand that was playing the melody was a little faster, but the melody slowed down, as if it was flowing through the heart, soft and peaceful, soft and comfortable, the last note fell, and the song ended.

Looking at the setting sun burning into the sky outside the window, for some reason, a sentence suddenly appeared in Gu Lang's mind, "I don't want to accompany you at sunset, not because the setting sun is not beautiful enough, but because I'm afraid that the setting sun will disperse and I won't be able to see clearly again." you."

Gu Lang couldn't help but shook his head amusedly, when did he become so sentimental?

Before Gu Lang left the snow area, he received a call from his mentor, and went directly to London to participate in a piano solo performance, which can be regarded as a satisfactory graduation answer for his teacher Martha Argerich.

After everything was done, Gu Lang opened the little notebook he had always carried with him and saw that it was written.

Sunny October 7:

On a trip to XZ, I saw a girl with a soul who can see at a glance in the crowd, her name is Chuci.

Then highlight "Cixi Studio" below.

Gu Lang chanted a sentence of Chu Ci softly, looking at the emphatically marked "Cixi Studio", he couldn't help but feel a little lost, and thought of this girl with a transparent soul who could be seen at a glance in the crowd.

(End of this chapter)