Rebirth of the Painted Soul

Even though Liang Hanqing's feet were already on a foreign land, he still couldn't believe it.

Did he come out like this?

I still remember waving goodbye to Gao Shi and others last moment, but within a few hours, he had traveled thousands of miles to this strange country.

With luggage piled up at Adonis' feet, he stood there very quietly, with a smile on his lips, silently accompanying Liang Hanqing to adapt.

"Nice...have we arrived in Italy now?" Liang Hanqing murmured, barely audible.

Has he been to Italy?Is this a place where he has never been before, this is a place where his journey is about to begin.

Adonis was standing beside him, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and his lips were sunken charmingly. He said, "Well, here we are. This is Leonardo da Vinci International Airport in the southern suburbs of Rome."

Liang Hanqing looked at the airport with people coming and going, with all kinds of hair and skin colors, most of the people passing by him thought he couldn't understand the language, and they were in a hurry.

Da Vinci International Airport, this place is worthy of being the birthplace of the Renaissance, even the name of the airport is named after the master of art.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, Liang Hanqing was no longer confused as when he first arrived, and his eyes were firm.

He said, "Nice, where are we going next?"

Adonis smiled mysteriously, lifted the luggage with one hand, grabbed Liang Hanqing's fingers with the other, clasped it lightly, and said softly: "Come with me, hold my hand tightly, there are too many people here, and you don't speak Italian, don't get lost .”

The figures of the two gradually drifted away among the bustling pedestrians.

Liang Hanqing was led away by Adonis. Adonis held his hand not tightly, but he would not be overwhelmed by the crowd. They walked through the large French windows and left the airport in a short while.

"How's it going, are you going?" Adonis gently put his luggage at his feet and asked Liang Hanqing who was behind him.

Liang Hanqing looked at the constant traffic in front of him, and said in amazement: "You are so familiar with this place, if I come alone, it will probably be crowded for a long time."

"Haha, I've been in and out of this airport more than a dozen times, and of course I know every exit well." Adonis raised his eyebrows slightly, and the graceful arch of his browbones was beautiful, and he replied with some pride.

"A dozen times?"

After stopping a taxi casually, Adonis stuffed his luggage in, opened the door, and then replied: "Don't be surprised, this is not too small. You will go in and out a dozen times or even more in the future."

The two got into the car. The car was very comfortable and played soothing music. Liang Hanqing listened carefully. It was an English song sung by a female singer.

Adonis gave an address to the driver, and the car started.

Looking at the blue sky and the well-developed streets outside the window, Liang Hanqing thought of a very serious matter. He frowned and said to Adonis: "Nice, I don't understand Italian, should I learn it?"

Adonis was sending text messages. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Of course, I will arrange with the teacher for you to study for a few months. Not only Italian, but also your French. Later I will discuss with the teacher whether it is better for you to learn French Italian or English first."

"Huh? Teacher, is it Adams?" Liang Hanqing noticed this word without paying attention to anything else.

Adonis was taken aback, then smiled helplessly, and said, "I wanted to surprise you, but I accidentally slipped my mouth. Well, you guessed it right, it's Allen."

Liang Hanqing's fingers trembled slightly, she swallowed her saliva, her throat became dry, and said, "Then, I can see him later, right?"

Adonis put the phone away, shook his head, and said, "The teacher is still in Florence. We are resting in Rome for one night. After the jet lag, we will take the train to the teacher tomorrow." After a slight pause, he continued: "When the time comes Then I will tell you the truth about the past."

Liang Hanqing lowered her eyelashes, the black butterfly-like eyelashes trembling slightly in the not-too-glare sunlight, long and thick.

"My... mother, where is she?" Although he hesitated for a while, Liang Hanqing still asked.

"Zhang was buried in Pompeii." Adonis continued, staring ahead, "Her last wish was to be buried in Pompeii, and I helped her realize it."

Liang Hanqing turned her head away and stopped talking. Looking at the exotic scenery passing by outside the window, he continued: "Can I go and see her?"

Adonis put his fingers on his knees and nodded, regardless of whether Liang Hanqing saw it or not, he said softly, "Of course, when everything is settled, I will take a trip to Pompeii with you." , he said again: "I go to see her every year, and his favorite flower is ecstasy. If I bring you there this year, I think Zhang will be very happy."

Without ignoring the burning gaze behind him, Liang Hanqing opened the car window, and the cool wind came in through the gap. He took a deep breath, but still didn't speak.

Adonis rubbed his flaxen hair, exposing his smooth forehead, blinked, and looked away from Liang Hanqing, and said, "After you go to San Feld for a few months, the teacher may send the European IPC The certificate is for you, you must work hard, after all, there are a lot of good people in San Fe.” Adonis broke the silence and changed the subject, “If you learn language and art together, you may feel very tired, but as long as you can Hold on, and the days to come will be much easier.”

Liang Hanqing was a little surprised, but he still leaned against the window without turning his head. He said, "I haven't participated in any art competitions in Europe, how can I have a qualification certificate?"

Adonis stretched out his long, numb legs, and with a slightly hooked lip line, he replied: "There are actually many ways to scoop up the qualification certificate, such as the teacher's recommendation." Speaking of this, he licked his lips, green With a sly gleam in his dark eyes, he said, "You know, such a way is not only available in China."

Liang Hanqing turned his head, the wind blew his soft black hair a little messy, a few strands of hair lay limply on his fair forehead, he showed his first smile since going abroad, still so pure and gentle, never Because the smell of the wind was no longer familiar and changed, he said, "Tell me about Saint Phil."

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San Feu in Florence, Italy.Saint-Fair was built at the end of the fourteenth century, during the Renaissance.When the school was first established, it was just a small attic. There were only two teachers and five students in the whole school, and they only taught art.

They teach something completely different from the outside world, abandoning the religious nature, teaching their students to release their individuality, to paint what they want to paint and not to care about other people's eyes.With the continuous deepening and expansion of the Renaissance, Saint-Feel has gradually grown, the source of students and teachers has continued to expand, and the school has gradually taken shape.

Later, in the accumulation and expansion of hundreds of years, Saint Phil has not been damaged by the war, but is getting better and better. Many well-known artists have more or less attended a few classes there, and many artists Where did you graduate from.After they succeed, they will always think of their alma mater, so the faculty of San Feil has gradually become stronger. In the [-]th century, San Feli did not only teach art, but started various art departments such as music, sculpture, etc., until now it is famous at home and abroad.

Their tenet is individuality, imagination and accumulation.San Feil is currently one of the most advanced art colleges in the world. Many students want to go there to study, but San Fe Er only recruits the most talented people they think, so every year there will be painters who fail there. return.

And that's where Liang Hanqing was going.

With blue eyes narrowed, Adonis stared at Liang Hanqing while describing.

The challenges he faces are not only the unfamiliar environment, but also language, communication, and basic thinking. He has to adapt well.

Adonis spoke dryly, Liang Hanqing handed him a bottle of water, and he immediately went down halfway.

After taking only half of the water left, screw the lid on, and Liang Hanqing put it aside.

"That is to say, I only have a few months to learn the language and draw at the same time, and the other half a year will I concentrate on my studies? Will I participate in the European competition..." Before Liang Hanqing finished speaking, she was caught by Ya Dennis interrupted,

He said: "Don't say whether it will happen or not, with your talent, you will live, trust me."