My 1991

There is an old saying that goes well: Time flies when you do what you like.

Luann is no exception.

When I start painting, I simply can’t stop, or I don’t want to stop.

From noon to night, from night to early morning, it never stopped. Just like that, relying on his youth and good physical strength, he worked until after 7 o'clock the next morning.

In the meantime, we had a hurried dinner, which Zhou Jingni brought back from a store outside.

At this time, a strange phenomenon occurred, or a strange person appeared: Lu An could paint for as long as Zhou Kun could, and he would look at it until midnight. He would not go home or rest, and his energy seemed to be higher than that of Lu An who was devoted to creation. Ann is fine.

Zhou Jingni left midway. The students returned to school this afternoon and there were three self-study classes in the evening. At this juncture, as the class teacher, she had to return to school to watch over them.

As the last stroke came down, Lu An breathed a sigh of relief. The fucking painting was finished!

The obsession of two lives has come to an end!

I painted non-stop for more than 20 hours, and finally completed my pioneering work.

Yes, Luann calls it a first.

Because after finishing this painting, he had a strange and mysterious emotion.

I feel that I have ascended to another level and entered another spiritual world. After the fusion and refinement of my own thoughts, nature is no longer something to be afraid of.

Looking at the paintings that he has been waiting for for a long time, looking at the works where his imagination, cultivation and personality are revealed in the paintings, Lu An has reached the state of "taking things from his teacher as a teacher from his heart", and he already has abstraction in his heart. Concepts, ideas from Chinese painting and Western abstract painting coincided in his mind, forming his own new direction.

Zhou Kun was also in high spirits. After watching it intently for a long time, he suddenly asked with expectation: "Is this painting for sale?"

Lu An didn't even look back: "I won't sell it."

Hearing the word "not for sale", Zhou Kun felt a little disappointed, but he felt it was natural. If he could create a work like this in his lifetime, he would not sell it.

After a while, Zhou Kun asked the second question: "What is the name of this painting?"

Luan said the name that had been in his heart for a long time: "Eternity."

Watching the wide, narrow and thick lines created by broad strokes and quick strokes wander across the painting, like the rushing water of a waterfall, with the momentum of a river flowing eastward and cascading thousands of miles; while the details are meandering lines drawn with fine strokes, Subtle and graceful, just like Xiao Qiao's shyness when she first got married. "Eternity", Zhou Kun chewed this "name" repeatedly in his mind, and thought it was very good, and it matched the artistic conception of the painting.

Standing in front of the painting, the two of them unknowingly watched for more than 20 minutes without speaking, as if they were having a conversation in the painting.

"I knew you two must not have slept yet?" Zhou Jingni came over at 7:30 in the morning and said such firm words as soon as she entered the door.

She was holding two portions of beef noodles in her hand, and also specially packed two portions of braised beef for 4 yuan.

"Shouldn't you be at school at this time?" Zhou Kun turned around and asked.

"If you two don't trust me, just come over and take a look." Zhou Jingni said, then she cast her eyes on the oil painting and asked Lu An for a while:

"Teacher, can you take a picture of the finished product?"

Lu An was very hungry now. He took the beef noodle and ate it wildly on the edge. With food in his mouth, he responded vaguely: "You are my teacher, how can I dare to stop you."

Zhou Jingni smiled, took out the camera she had prepared and started taking pictures.

After eating the powder, Lu An touched his porcelain belly and stretched. His mother felt strong and alive again.

It’s good to be young.

After washing up, he got ready to go to school.

Zhou Jingni stopped him: "Why don't you go home and rest for half a day, then go back to school in the afternoon."

Lu An refused: "Teacher, don't worry. I feel like I've eaten two cows. I'm in great spirits. I'll go back to school first. If I'm tired, I'll lie down on the table and rest."

After hearing this and checking his mental state, Zhou Jingni felt relieved.

After leaving the courtyard, Zhou Kun grabbed his tie with his right hand, opened the window and said to the two of them: "Get in the car, I'll take you there."

Before Lu An could speak, Zhou Jingni opened the back seat door without hesitation and shouted: "Lu An, come up."

He originally wanted to walk. He had been holding back at home for so long and wanted to get some fresh air. But both of them shouted that they were getting in the car, so they couldn't deny their good intentions.

It's a ten-minute walk and the car is there in the blink of an eye.

It was breakfast time for students. Lu An got out of the car and politely said "thank you" before turning around and entering the school gate.

Seeing that his cousin was about to get off the car and follow her, Zhou Kun called out to her in time: "Jingni, wait a minute."

"What's your business?"

Hearing the sound, Zhou Jingni looked sideways, closed the opened car door again, and sat back in the car.

Zhou Kun drove the car to a place with few people and couldn't wait to ask: "Did Lu An give you that portrait?"

As soon as the cousin spoke, Zhou Jingni smiled and instantly understood what he meant: "You gave it to me, what? You want to buy it?"

Zhou Kun nodded and admitted simply: "I want to buy it. I'll bid 10,000, and you give it to me."

Zhou Jingni's red lips were slightly opened, and she looked at the other party blankly, as if she were looking at a fool, "Ten thousand? Are you talking in your sleep?"

Pointing his fingers on the steering wheel, Zhou Kun said: "Ten years ago, Chen Danqing's university graduation work "XZ Group Paintings" became a sensation in the painting world. It had a great influence and became famous at home and abroad.

At that time, someone once offered 800. Ten years later, I doubled it 10 times and added a little more to the price of 10,000. You won’t lose. "

I knew last night that the cousin in front of me valued Lu An's paintings, but I didn't expect that he would value Lu An's paintings so much. Zhou Jingni asked: "Why did you buy them? Collect them?"

On this matter, Zhou Kun made no secret: "It is indeed a collection, and I also want to learn some techniques."

Seeing her cousin's solemn words, Zhou Jingni hesitated. A painting was worth ten thousand, and she didn't know whether she should accept it?

Zhou Kun seemed to have read her thoughts, and joked half-truthfully: "This painting is very precious to you and me, but to Lu An, it is just a casual thing, so don't have any psychological burden.

As the saying goes, good wine goes with a beautiful woman. At worst, you will quit your job as a teacher and marry him. "

Zhou Jingni shook her hair gently, opened the door, got out of the car, and left. Before leaving, she did not forget to say: "Get out of here."

Watching the figure leave through the rearview mirror, Zhou Kun sat quietly for a long time, finally started the car and returned home.

After not sleeping all night, his body was greasy and uncomfortable. Zhou Kun entered the room and went to the shower room. Under the impact of the splashing water line, he closed his eyes tightly and was having a fierce ideological struggle.

It has been 5 years, and I have kept my promise. I have never set foot in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, nor called her again, nor harassed her again, nor contacted her again.

But this time, he had a desire, an uncontrollable desire, to contact her.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Kun simply put on a pajamas and appeared on the sofa. He picked up the receiver with his left hand and started dialing with his right hand.

He quickly dialed five numbers in a row, but when he was about to press the sixth number, he stopped suddenly.

He stopped staring at the phone!

After a while, he took a deep breath, put the receiver back, and entered the study.

He was afraid that if the phone went through, he was afraid that he would lose control when he heard the voice of longing for him day and night.

He is even more afraid that the phone will not work, and if contact is cut off in this life, will he still be happy for the rest of his life?

When I came to the desk, I opened the drawer and found the letter paper I had prepared for a long time but on which I had never written a letter.

Spread out the paper, unscrew the pen, think for a while, and start writing...

Wanzhi:

Happy letter!

I haven't contacted you for several years. I don't know whether I should write to you or not, and I don't know if this letter will reach you. But after thinking about it again and again, I decided to write this letter.

In the past two days, I have received a huge shock to my soul. The faith I had held for the past 37 years almost collapsed. I suddenly realized that what I had painted in the past was all bullshit and my life had been in vain. This was all because I met a gifted oil painting wizard.

His name is Lu An. He is only 17 years old this year and comes from a poor family. He is a senior high school student in a key middle school in Baoqing City. (He briefly describes the process of getting to know the two)

Compared with European oil painting, the development history of Chinese oil painting is still short, about more than a hundred years. There are not many Chinese painters who are truly influential in the world, and it is difficult for the best to rank among the top 30.

But I boldly believe that Lu An has great potential. As long as he is well cultivated, he will hopefully break this barrier in the future and win glory for us Chinese.

I haven't slept a wink since noon yesterday. I should have been very sleepy, but I was extremely excited. According to Lu An, it felt like I had eaten two cows alive and couldn't sleep at all. I just wanted to share this indescribable feeling with you.

I watched him paint meticulously for 20 hours. I think Lu An is a representative of modern lyrical abstraction, and he is very accomplished in the colors he paints.

In his paintings, he not only skillfully uses the essence of modern Western formal beauty, but also combines the connotation of traditional Chinese culture. He uses bold colors, unpredictable colors, and brushstrokes full of rhythm and rhythm.

If you come here to discover him and train him carefully, he will definitely grow into a giant of modern oil painting and add a shining touch to the development of modern oil painting.

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