After hearing Song Yiren’s words, Jiang Fan formally looked at her.
“Do you want an interview too?
Song Yiren clenched her fingers and asked in a nervous voice,”But…is it okay?””
Her voice was trembling, and the nervous and hunched shoulders looked a bit astringent for some reason…
Coupled with her soft but delicate face, she was like those girls in comics waiting to be bullied. Just one look at her would make her confused. Supplementing those pictures…
What kind of top-notch talent and temperament is this?
This kind of temperament can easily attract perverts, right?
…
Jiang Fan brushed away the messy images in his mind and asked seriously,”Then do you have any works?”
“Our requirements for art style may be higher, and we will not fully consider potential.”
“If the painting style is too personal……”
After all, if it’s art, in addition to personal potential, you still have to look at her painting style.
If it’s too…abstract.
You can be an artist, but please don’t be an original painter.
…
Although it was a simple sentence, Song Yiren’s nose felt sore, her eyes were as red as a bunny, and the grievances she had always felt seemed to well up in her heart.
She felt… the person in front of her was someone she could trust, and this company also made her feel safe.
Finally, someone cared about her painting style. Song Yiren raised her sleeves to wipe her eyes, nodded with a choked voice, and quickly replied:”Yes… yes!!”
She quickly pulled out all the photos of her paintings, and her eyes Glittery was carefully handed over to Jiang Fan like a treasure.
The paintings are all landscapes with few figures.
Even if there is one, it’s just a back view.
Although her paintings don’t have much structure, they are very spiritual. It’s just this style of painting…
Why does this style of painting become more and more strange the more I look at it?
…
When Jiang Fan saw her painting style, he was shocked by the several landscape paintings in front of him.
She is such a pretty girl, why is her style so beautiful?…
“Your style of painting is a bit strange”
“Um?”
“Your painting style seems to be different from others. It has its own unique flavor. This should be a good thing, but……”
But your fucking painting is too depressing!
Seeing it affects my mood.
Seeing Jiang Fan commenting on her paintings seriously, Song Yiren’s eyes brightened when she looked at Jiang Fan.
The young man’s side face has excellent lines, and a pair of eyes as deep as stars are fixedly looking at the painting in his hand.
That serious commenting expression seemed to cast a layer of light around him, making him incredibly handsome.
Suddenly, Song Yiren was stunned.
…
Although the style of painting affects the mood.
But the problem is, she is self-taught.
Very spiritual.
On this point, Jiang Fan continued to comment
“For example, in this first painting, you clearly painted a beautiful valley. If placed in a game, it would be a fairyland setting on earth. But… uh, you used a lot of neutral gray in the color tone. Look at it. It’s like being shrouded in a layer of gray fog.”
Jiang Fan also studied art before time travel.
He has a very deep feeling for the art style.
“If you are a beginner or someone with no color talent, it may make the whole painting lose its sense of hierarchy. But although your tone is all gray, it is very harmonious and makes people feel…this valley has a sense of depression.”
Yes, it’s depressing.
The inexplicable look makes people feel emo and heavy.
Jiang Fan looked through the next few pictures of hers, and finally his eyes fell on a sunset picture.
“Just like this sunset picture”
“If someone else painted it, maybe it would only make people feel the beautiful sunset scene brought by the color impact, and make people feel that the years are quiet and peaceful.”
“But the sunset in your painting is completely different.”
Jiang Fan’s comments did not go behind anyone else’s back.
Everyone was attracted by Jiang Fan’s words and glanced over curiously.
……
Seeing everyone’s scratching their heads and curious looks, Jiang Fan didn’t hide it from everyone and directly projected the photo of the sunset onto a large screen next to the office area.
As soon as the projection came out, everyone was shocked
“Damn it!!”
“Damn this… the painting is really beautiful, but why do I look at it so awkwardly? I always feel like something is wrong?”
“Gee, I find this painting a bit scary”
“Scary? What’s scary? Isn’t it just a normal sunset picture?”
Normal?
Normal hair?”
“How far do you need to be to feel normal?”
“That is, are you sure you are not afraid of seeing ghosts on the road at night? Are you quite brave?
The employee who spoke scratched his head,”Yes, I am indeed quite courageous.””
Everyone couldn’t stop arguing.
On the screen, a picture of the setting sun was reflected.
The huge setting sun reflected on the sea, and the color of the entire sea was reflected in blood red. The simple picture, but plainly has a sense of depression.
The sea is wide, half of Half of the setting sun is in the deep valley.
Or maybe the setting sun is about to fall into the deep valley, into the deep trench in the sea. It is bottomless and can bury people.
Even if the colors are used in shock colors, it looks amazing. I shivered for nothing.
…
Zhang Qi, who also painted the original painting, looked at the painting in a daze.
“You…how come your sunset picture makes people feel so…so……”
She couldn’t describe her feelings for a long time.
I just feel like my mood is suddenly depressed.
“So, depressing, right?”Jiang Fan added what Zhang Qi wanted to say.
“right!! It’s just depressing!”
The more Zhang Qi watched, the more fascinated she became.
The more fascinated, the more frightened she became.
She couldn’t help but look at Song Yiren, who was sitting in a wheelchair with her face turned sideways and silent.
The girl in front of her… was surprisingly talented.
But she His mental state does not seem to be stable.
…
Jiang Fan commented very seriously
“When most people look at the sunset, they only feel the beautiful scene of the setting sun, but what you painted is the scene of the sunset on the west mountain, with the setting sun like blood.…”
“In your painting, I can’t feel the beauty of the sunset. You turned it into blood red.”
Jiang Fan pointed out Song Yiren’s problem to the point,”The world you drew is like a knife wrapped in sugar. You feel that the world is full of knives, and even if there is sugar, it is a trap.”
In all the paintings, he could clearly feel a very serious problem.
Jiang Fan looked at Song Yiren intently and said word by word.——
“You don’t trust this world, and all your paintings show the other side of darkness.”
————————————————digression————————————————
I wrote these female characters really well~~ Haha, congratulations to the original artist of SSR Zhiyu
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