Fangzhong of the day

On May [-]th, I worked at night, and I couldn't sleep well all day during the day.On the afternoon of the last day of the holiday, all the students in the first class, as long as they were still in the city, went to the open-air barbecue at Old Man Xu's house.

"Hey, if we barbecue in the courtyard with four open doors, will we be reported? As soon as the grill is cooked, the police uncle will come and take it all away for us. Do you want to grab it or not?" The meat brush sauce on the shelf was endlessly chattering.

"Dear Dapan, please shut up, please? It doesn't smell good yet. You have already assumed that [-] kinds of barbecues were stolen, robbed, reported, and coveted by the kid next door. Take a break, I have pity on you Does the brain, which is not much bigger than soybeans, hurt, does the brain hurt?" The boy next to him who was grilling with his hands finally couldn't stand this man whose brain was full of drama.

"Fuck!" The big class raised his foot and kicked the boy next to him, "Say, just listen, it's all the truth, haven't you ever heard the saying that life is like a play and all depends on acting skills? Although we are learning to draw Yes, but acting is such a magical skill, you have to be ready at all times. Do you want it for a date? Find a girlfriend? Pry a corner? Amuse a rival? Coax your mother-in-law? Take it out of your mother’s pocket Do you want money? It’s all drama, it’s all drama..."

All the girls who passed by around him gave him a bunch of supercilious eyes!There was a couple who were sharing vegetables. The girl glanced at the cabbage in her hand and gave her boyfriend a hard look as she entered the room.

"Teacher, please do me a favor. It hasn't been two days since I got my daughter-in-law. If you keep beeping, I'll be fucked. If you dare to mess with me, I'll fuck you!" In the dormitory, it's no wonder that the girlfriend who just got her rolled her eyes to the sky.

"Master Fu, he wants to sleep with me. Say something, we are a couple. We can't be separated." The big class picked up a piece of carbon and threw it at Fu Jianxi who was sitting on a stool with steamed buns.

"It doesn't matter, but...it's time to sleep." Fu Jianxi didn't stop making steamed buns, didn't raise her head, and replied seriously.

"Ah... you are a cool man." Taipan's acting skills soared in an instant, he squeezed his throat, covered his eyes with the hand holding the sauce brush, and sobbed.

"Hurry up, give the medicine to the big class, and you'll give me a slap in the face."

"Oh! You have so many skewers, eat them all for me!" A woman in her 60s came out from the back room, holding a dozen plates in her hand, and put them on the table in the middle of the yard. A mountain of meat and vegetables swept around. "It's cheap for you, Mr. Xu. I'll wait for this day this year. If I don't eat this day, I'll wait for this meal."

After she finished speaking, the dozen or so busy students in the courtyard were all happy.This is true, this is their teacher's wife, and there is no one who knows their brother Xu better than her.

It was nearly four o'clock in the afternoon and started to be busy. There were more than [-] people, so that the inside and outside of the house were full of people everywhere.It was a group of young people, playing, singing, laughing, chasing and fighting, and the neighbors were so lively that they came to join in the fun.

Fu Jianxi found some time, said hello to old man Xu, and went to his study to find two picture albums.Old man Xu took the opportunity to tell him something that surprised him.

"This is a business card, you can contact me yourself!" Old man Xu picked up a business card from the table and handed it to Fu Jianxi. "He came to me to collect a painting, saying that he went to school on the [-]st, saw your painting, and wanted to hear your thoughts."

"Okay, I'll contact him tomorrow." Fu Jianxi took a look at the front and back of the business card, Yang Ting, this name is not unfamiliar, a very good graduate from the Academy of Fine Arts in the past few years, he forgot a few years after graduation, It is a little famous, and now has its own gallery.

"Work at night?" Old man Xu put his generous and warm palm on his shoulder, and the two walked side by side to the living room.

"En." Fu Jianxi hummed, obediently like a child.

"It's difficult to say." Old man Xu patted him on the shoulder, retracted his hands, and put both hands behind his back.

"Okay!" Fu Jianxi smiled and readily agreed.

In the school, in his file, the family status is blank, that is to say, there are no family members.The teachers have seen it for all and asked him about the specific situation, so they have always taken good care of him.

At noon the next day, Fu Jianxi called Yang Ting.Yang Ting's gallery happened to be on Wenhua Street, and the two made an appointment to meet at Costa Coffee on Wenhua Street. Star Media was just across the street. For Jian Xi, this location was very time-saving.

From this day on, he has to train at Star Media after class from Monday to Friday, two hours a day.

According to Li Rongtian's arrangement, he usually trains, and on Saturdays and Sundays plus free time during holidays, he goes to the show to visit and study. After the training period, he can play. If the plane is suitable, he will be arranged.

After the training period, it will take three months, even if he is really talented, it will take seven months.Dajian’s argument is that they are the busiest at that time, when there are fewer people and more work, they can’t wait to find a few trainees with better conditions to train for a few days to make up the number.

Fu Jianxi rode a big black, wearing earphones, and shuttled on the sidewalks of the city.At the beginning of May, the temperature in the evening was very comfortable, especially when he was riding a bicycle, and the wind brushed against his skin, bringing a burst of coolness.Don't squeeze the subway while you can ride a bike.

The Cultural Street is a pedestrian street, and there are seats inside and outside the Costa store, and there are people everywhere, and there are almost no vacant seats.

After locking Dahei, Fu Jianxi entered Costa.He took off the earphones, found out Yang Ting's phone number and called.

The phone rang a few times but he didn't answer. Fu Jianxi frowned, and looked at the time displayed on the screen. He had ridden for 35 minutes, and there were 25 minutes until six o'clock.

If this person is late, today can only be voided.

Sitting under the sun umbrella, Yang Ting watched a handsome boy riding a black mountain bike parked in front of the coffee shop.The clothes are simple, and the mountain bike, black, white and gray, is extremely simple and has no highlights.When the person turned around and walked into the store, he found a bright spot, a big bright spot, that handsome and good-looking face.

Yang Ting had already seen people around him start looking at the boy, and even discussing it.

However, this man was wearing earphones and a flat-brimmed hat, with an expression of ignoring the whole world.

He also stared at it for a while, everyone doesn't like good-looking people, no matter men or women, as long as they are good-looking and seductive, everyone takes them as a painting to appreciate.

Yang Ting's mobile phone buzzed and vibrated on the desktop, he looked down and saw that it was the student of the Academy of Fine Arts who he was going to collect paintings.Just as I was about to pick it up, I realized that the handsome guy who had entered the coffee shop was also on the phone.Yang Ting looked at the phone, then at the handsome guy standing inside the door holding the phone.

Yo!Such a coincidence?

He didn't answer, hung up the phone, and the handsome guy in the shop came out, frowning slightly.

Yang Ting picked up the phone and called back the missed call.

Fu Jianxi was about to send a message to the person who didn't answer the phone, and make an appointment another day, when she was typing, the phone rang.

Fu Jianxi picked up the phone while walking towards Dahei.

"Hello."

Yang Ting looked at the handsome guy passing by, and picked up the phone, and the same voice came from his receiver.

Yang Ting hung up the phone with a smile and stood up.Just as he was about to speak, he heard a sentence from the handsome guy who was hung up.

"Damn, are you sick?"

Yang Ting paused, adjusted his facial expression, and said, "Are you talking about me?"

Fu Jianxi heard someone talking behind her, she frowned and looked back in displeasure.

"Yang Ting, hello!" Yang Ting held out a hand to Fu Jianxi.

"Hello,... Fu Jianxi." Fu Jianxi said it with a little difficulty, and it was so embarrassing to be heard cursing!

"Sit down, I saw you just now." The two shook hands lightly, and Yang Di then made a gesture of invitation, motioning Fu Jianxi to sit down. "In a hurry?"

"Well, there is class at six o'clock." Fu Jianxi sat down and said, looking at Yang Ting opposite.

Yang Ting wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and casual clothes, with a smile on his face, sitting Zhou Zheng.According to calculations, this Yang Ting should be five or six years older than him, but he doesn't look like it, more like a junior or sophomore.

"Well, let's make a long story short. I want to keep that 'blue' pair of yours, and I want to hear your thoughts." As soon as Yang Ting talked about business, the smile on his face became a little more serious, and he looked more serious.

"Accept it now?" Fu Jianxi asked, his painting hadn't been finished yet, to be exact, it was just a sudden impulse to make it like this, and he hasn't found a more suitable idea on how to improve it next.

"Yes, right now, the state of stopping on the painting is quite good, don't you think so?" Yang Ting looked at Fu Jianxi with great interest and asked.

Fu Jianxi recalled her painting and the state of mind when painting in her mind, it was terrible. "No."

"Oh!" After hearing Fu Jianxi's answer, Yang Ting also recalled how he felt when he saw this painting two days ago. "It's good, I think it's good, it's a rare emotional achievement." Yang Zhai looked at the distance and said while thinking back.

Emotional build?

That's it!

Yang Ting wanted to accept that painting, so he had to say something that could impress the original author. "Purity, tranquility, generosity, mystery, sadness, melancholy... blue gives people this kind of feeling, in fact... it is also the result of your emotions, environment, and what happened at that time." Yang Ting rested his right elbow on the table , scratched the center of his eyebrows with his index finger, closed his eyes and carefully recalled the shocking painting.

"Blue with high brightness symbolizes clarity and tranquility; blue with low brightness symbolizes stability and nobility; blue with extremely low brightness symbolizes loneliness and pain. Your blue has the vast sky after flying wings, and there are thousands of sails passing by. The last deep sea..."

"Want to write poetry?" Fu Jianxi didn't want to hear him analyze herself, so she interrupted Yang Ting.

"Heh~! How's it going?" Yang Di smiled sarcastically.

"Can I go to your gallery and make a decision?" Fu Jianxi asked.

"Okay." Yang Ting answered neatly, "It's a great honor."

Fu Jianxi nodded.

"If you can, you'd better bring some of your own paintings." Yang Ting raised his hand and pointed to the road behind him, "Did you see the word 'silence'? Gallery."

"Yes, I saw it." Fu Jianxi followed Yang Ting's hand and vaguely saw the place he mentioned. They both turned their heads, and Fu Jianxi asked, "Bring a painting?"

"I have a fixed picture source, but it's a little short. I'm looking for it. Do you mind seeing your other works?" Yang Ting said very politely.

"Well, fine. Then...today."

"First of all, you come to the gallery at any time, and I'm always there." Yang Ting said and stood up.

"Okay, bye!" Fu Jianxi stood up, holding the hat in her hand, smiled politely and turned towards the direction where Dahei was standing.

Fu Jianxi thought she didn't have persecution paranoia, but she always felt uneasy.

He was only a freshman, and the gallery accepted the painting from him, so he believed it for the time being.

After all, it was the business card that old man Xu handed him.

You also need to look at the painting. This is the only step you need to sign a permanent artist, right?

Shouldn't he think it was another liar?

Still a literate liar who can write poetry!

Life is like a play, as the taipan said, it all depends on acting skills.

Anyway, he can't continue acting, let's talk about it after seeing the gallery.

Fu Jianxi was in a hurry, and stepped on the practice room that she entered.

The author has something to say:

He also found a way to make money for Xiaoye Fu.

For Xiaoye's earliest setting, he would not follow the path of the entertainment industry.

Old business, old business!

Just quietly be a handsome boy who can draw!

Two chapters did not meet, how to fall in love, really shameful!