The Art of Raiders of Rebirth

In fact, Anderson's decision to leave was hasty, but even if it was hasty, he still made contact with the latest flight. If he regrets not wanting to leave now, there is nothing he can do about it, because he had already told his father that night , And as early as a long time ago, Coster began to put pressure on Anderson to return to China. In fact, Scott was opposed to Anderson's return to China from the UK at the beginning, and Anderson said willfully at that time that he would stay in China, but One can imagine how much pressure he was under to say such a thing, as Yi Chengyi said, basically there is no advantage for him to stay here.

But this can also be regarded as the only irrational record in his calm and rational life. Yi Chengyi was sitting in the car, on the way to send him to the airport, and Anderson was a little depressed the whole time. When he was still at home, he I have already contacted the British family to say that I don’t want to go back, but their attitude has become tough after learning about Anderson’s thoughts. What Coster means is that this time he said it himself, so he has to come back if he doesn’t want to come back. When he came back, he had already contacted the British school immediately, and Anderson had no right to go back on his word.

In addition, Yi Chengyi didn't want him to stay in China, so Anderson probably had some emotions.

But Yi Chengyi will not give in on this point. Anderson has been in China for nearly four years to learn painting. He painted very early. Anderson picked up the brush before his mother passed away. During the enlightenment period I have experienced training that is different from others. When I was studying under Yi Yiqian, because of the one-on-one tutoring mode, I have made great progress. Yi Yiqian's level can also be called a master in the industry. So both Yi Chengyi and Anderson can be regarded as famous teachers, but Yi Yiqian only took Anderson for three years, because Yi Chengyi was ill at the time, so Anderson returned to the UK in advance, and Yi Chengyi knew clearly during those three years in the UK I have clearly seen what Anderson can get, which comes from various trainings, whether it is physical fitness or the knowledge necessary for communication in the upper class. In this way, when he was in China, Koster only arranged a few tutors for him It can be regarded as very merciful.

In the face of these pressures, Yi Chengyi will feel sorry for him, but there is no way to show the treasures in the ore without going through tempering. Anderson is destined not to be an ordinary person. When facing these things that must be experienced , what Yi Chengyi can do is not to leave him any uneasiness, growth is the process of breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly, this can only be a journey of one person, struggling to fade away all the youthfulness and ugliness, and flapping his wings to bathe in the morning light , Painful and beautiful.

He knew Anderson just wanted to be there for him all the time, but life was always full of separation.Separate, meet, separate again.In the process of separation, new fates will continue to come. What the two sides will face will be many, many new beginnings one after another. If this is fate, I only hope that I can feel a little happiness in this process. , at least don't be sad, in the days when you can't see it, as long as you can see the reunion in the future, that's enough.

Maybe Anderson succeeded. Although Yi Chengyi did not stay by his side all the time as he wished, at least he has become the biggest variable in the compass of Yi Chengyi's fate after his rebirth.

Anderson didn't say anything along the way. He just sat there quietly, making it hard to see what he was thinking. Yi Chengyi didn't have the time to think about it. The quality of sleep last night was really poor to a certain extent. When the airport was half way away, he fell asleep leaning against the back of the chair, vaguely remembering that Anderson put his head on his shoulder, but Yi Chengyi didn't feel the slightest when he left, His movements in this respect have always been very light, so light that Yi Chengyi can only guess how long Anderson has been away from the time of flight departure.

"The young master ordered you to go around the city before you wake up. Where do you want to go now?"

I left after having lunch at Anderson's house. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived at the airport, and Yi Chengyi lay in bed until six o'clock, sleepy and his mind was a little unclear. He rested his head for a while, and then reported After leaving the hotel address, he soon arrived at the destination. After getting off the car, the cold wind suddenly woke up Yi Chengyi's mind. When he was walking, he saw a figure through the glass in front of the hotel. Xiang Qianran was wearing a coat. The hat was also walking this way, and when it turned around, it happened to meet his gaze.

"have you eaten yet?"

With a simple greeting, Xiang Qianran looked very calm, as if what happened last night hadn't happened, and the corners of Yi Chengyi's mouth were still swollen.

Yi Chengyi shook his head, pointed out Xiang Qianran's finger.

"go together."

Without refusing, Yi Chengyi turned around and walked to his side. It just so happened that he had to tell him that he was leaving tomorrow.

Although Xiang Qianran looked very natural, the two of them obviously didn't talk as much as usual, and there was an invisible bondage that tied up the atmosphere, so they found a shop nearby, and the things inside were exquisitely made. Although I don't control my fullness very much, it's almost just right to eat so much for dinner.

Xiang Qianran should have already eaten and had no appetite. Yi Chengyi put down the tableware when he was almost done eating, took a sip of his drink, and then wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"Anderson is back in England."

"..." probably did not expect this to happen at all, Xiang Qianran raised his face and looked at Yi Chengyi, and Yi Chengyi folded the napkin and put it back to its original position.

"The second uncle told me to go to a studio in Hangzhou to paint, and I took back my previous thoughts. I will take the art test and college entrance examination, and I will also go to the Academy of Fine Arts. I also feel that many things can only be taught and taught in the academy. It’s an experience, and I didn’t want to go at first, maybe it’s just because I haven’t been there, so I’m a little scared.”

"You..." Xiang Qianran was stunned for a moment, he hesitated to speak, but in the end he still said what he thought.

"Are you stimulated?"

"Me?" Yi Chengyi looked at him with wide eyes, then shook his head. "I was not stimulated. The decision to go to Hangzhou was made before you came last night. I learned something new by reviewing the past. I think it's good to be a studio teacher. Some people don't think that I am still a student. I have experienced more and learned more. Things are never bad."

"Really." Xiang Qianran poked something on his plate that hadn't been touched much, and continued to ask. "Then when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow morning, go with the second uncle. He has been officially hired to be the head of the oil painting studio at the China Academy of Art."

"Congratulations to him."

"You too, keep going." Yi Chengyi smiled, and Xiang Qianran subconsciously looked away for a moment.

"I see."

Afterwards, he basically didn't say anything else, Yi Chengyi and Xiang Qianran went back to the hotel together, instead of going directly to the room, he went to Cheng Qusha's studio again.

It is rare that there is no assistant in the studio, and he came to open the door for Yi Chengyi himself, as if he was a little surprised why Yi Chengyi came here, he straightened his messy clothes, and then let Yi Chengyi in.

In the room is a three-dimensional human sculpture that has been formed. The degree of coordination between the muscle proportions and the dynamics of the characters is perfect, and there is a faint burst of vitality. There is a ladder beside it, and Cheng Qusha climbed a few steps. , and then sat on it, spinning a small carving knife in his hand.

"There must be a reason for running over suddenly."

"I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Oh." Cheng Qusha fixed the delicate wooden handle of the carving knife, and then shook it slightly a few times. "As long as the work can be handed in at about the same time, I'm looking forward to it, Yi Chengyi."

Yi Chengyi approached Cheng Qusha's sculpture, and he could faintly see the texture left by the carving knife on it. These were neutralized at the most accurate angle. It can be seen that every time Cheng Qusha struck It is the result of brain thinking.

"I'm looking forward to it too." Walking through the ladder he was sitting on, Yi Chengyi stood by the window, the window was not completely closed, his hair was blown away immediately, he squinted his eyes to adapt to the wind, Yi Chengyi Rubbed the eyes that were blown shut.

"Cheng Qusha, thank you."

"Enen~ It's totally unnecessary." Cheng Qusha propped his chin with one hand, and put his elbow on his thigh slantingly, with a hint of frivolity in his relaxed tone.

"Look, the outside is very beautiful, right? I really like the starlight from the ground, but I only like to watch it from a distance and from a high place. If you change the angle, they will be lost because of the distance and height. beauty of."

Gently raising his hand, Yi Chengyi slightly closed his index finger and thumb, as if he could easily pick up a bright colored diamond. Yi Chengyi's fingers are just as far away, this beauty only exists at this distance, maybe if it gets any closer, both sides will no longer be able to recognize each other.

"very beautiful."

Withdrawing his finger, Yi Chengyi was still looking out of the window, while Cheng Qusha had already set his gaze on Yi Chengyi's side face.

"The beauty produced by distance is only limited to those things that are inherently flawed. If things that look beautiful from a distance are still beautiful when they are close up, then there is no need for distance. It can bring a little freshness now and then, although sometimes that freshness is the most important."

Jumping down from the ladder, Cheng Qusha put down the carving knife, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and his thumbs were exposed, which also reflected his absolute confidence in himself to another extent.

"Is that because you think human beings are creatures who love the new and dislike the old?"

"Isn't it?" Cheng Qusha laughed, and stood on the same level as Yi Chengyi, then pushed open the window, and instantly the gust of wind blew the curtains high, Cheng Qusha hit He snapped his fingers, then opened his arms, and the papers placed everywhere in the room were swirled and swayed by the wind direction.

"Now it should be super visual, do you have any idea of ​​painting?"

"Yes." Yi Chengyi looked at the paper behind Cheng Qusha that had almost calmed down, rubbed his chin, and the curtains were blown in the air willfully.

"I want to draw the momentary dynamics of the man jumping off the building in the still snowflakes. In the soft and cold winter night background, he is pulling the curtain in mid-air, gravity and the invisible pull of hell under his body, and his hands are The life rope that will soon be broken, the last vision received by life is completely covered by the dazzling color of the curtain, maybe what he wants to see most at that time is the sky, he knows that if he lets go, he will die, even if he does not let go , but at the last moment I still want to take control of my own life, because there are too many unfinished things.”

"So many times there is no result no matter what, it is better to let yourself die easier."

"Death will never be an easy thing, you will only understand it at the last moment when your breath is about to stop." Yi Chengyi held the window with his hand, and the wind in the room gathered in groups in an instant, and then As the area of ​​the space that is in contact with the outside world becomes smaller, they retreated together at the moment the window was completely closed as if they were alive, and the chill left behind was quickly warmed up by the heating. Mark of.

"Okay, I'm going back, I'll leave tomorrow, the painting will be handed in within the scheduled time."

"Hello, kid." Cheng Qusha turned around and called out to Yi Chengyi, but Yi Chengyi didn't stop, what does this address mean.

"You will become a very good painter, although you are now, but I mean, you will be even better, the mind of an artist is always full of inexplicable links and reverie, many times the painting is not technique, more What you want is ideas, but the ideas of people without skills are difficult to be recognized by the public, I am very curious, your age is obviously unable to accumulate so much experience for you, but your pictures..."

"Then you have to ask yourself, what do you think, which statement are you more inclined to believe." Yi Chengyi waved his hand, then opened the door and walked out.

Standing on the spot and thinking for a while, Cheng Qusha didn't think of anything else, but suddenly realized that the man Yi Chengyi just mentioned who jumped off the building on a snowy night wasn't based on him, right?

How dirty is he to tell a complete picture of suicide in front of the person involved? Hey!