The Art of Raiders of Rebirth

Rural schools occasionally hold art classes to teach children how to draw a five-pointed star with a standard circle, or how to draw a cube with correct perspective. He looked extremely excited because he could skip class.

...But Yi Chengyi looked at the small notebook on the table and was a little puzzled.

This is a picture book that costs about [-] cents each. On the cover of the crude and perfunctory print are small black pictures of Xiao Hong and Xiao Ming holding pencils and smirking

He still remembered how excited he was every time the teacher handed out this kind of notebook when he was a child, because it was completely blank paper, which looked a hundred times more high-end than those with grids and markings.But now, Yi Chengyi looked at this book but was completely uninterested.

He said that he would not draw anymore.

The teacher who taught them was the young female teacher who was teaching Chinese in the morning. She seemed to have learned a little art. Instead of letting the children draw stick figures or use their creativity to scribble randomly, she first told the students a brief history of art , and some of the more famous paintings.

Some of the children below are listening carefully, some are handing out small notes and chatting, and some are napping and sleepy in the afternoon sun.Yi Chengyi propped his face sideways on his left arm, watching the female teacher's facial features and outline glow with a faint halo in the sunlight.

it's beautiful.Yi Chengyi turned her head in embarrassment, this teacher just graduated from a normal school, because she was enrolled in a normal school where tuition is free but eight years of compulsory teaching, so she was assigned to a local school right after graduation. A junior high school teacher, she is just a young girl in her twenties... a single girl.

He is a normal 26-year-old man. Although his appearance is different, he still has the affection he should have when facing a beautiful girl of marriageable age.

Yi Chengyi covered his eyes and grinned a little silly, he was still thinking about the female teacher's face just now, when a ball of paper hit his face.

He subconsciously looked at Xiang Qianran, who was just rolling out a second ball of paper and flying in his direction.

Yi Chengyi watched helplessly as the ball of paper hit his nose.

What kind of wind is this dog thing!Yi Chengyi picked up the ball of paper and stared at Xiang Qianran, but the other party rolled his eyes, made a gesture of pulling out his eyes and throwing them at the female teacher, then lay down on the table and laughed.

Yi Chengyi was a little annoyed, he was not good at talking to girls, which was one of the reasons why he hadn't talked about a girlfriend for more than 20 years, and of course the most important reason was because he was poor.

Every time a girl showed affection to him, he was either slow to feel it, or shy and embarrassed to communicate with her.When a girl asked to take her home, Yi Chengyi was worried about the girl’s foot pain and time-consuming walking, so he would forcibly deduct the taxi fare from his small living expenses to send her. To put it bluntly, Yi Chengyi was very puzzled Style, and EQ is a bit thick.

He didn't even think about having sex with a girl before he got married, he thought it was time to save these things for when he got married, girls are hard to do, his father taught him since he was a child, always thinking that people who love cabbage are not good pigs.

Xiang Qianran laughed enough, straightened up from the table, Yi Chengyi took the opportunity to crumpled the two balls of paper and threw them out of his hand.

One hit Xiang Qianran on the head, and the other directly passed Xiang Qianran and hit the book in the hand of the female teacher next to him.

oh!Yi Chengyi lowered his head and covered his face with a book, and while panicking, Xiang Qianran's voice sounded a righteous report.

"Teacher, it hit me one by one! He smashed me with a ball of paper from his notebook."

"What! It was you who smashed it first!" Yi Chengyi couldn't bear to be poked at the tire in front of the girl he liked.

"Yi Chengyi." The female teacher looked a little angry, she walked to Yi Chengyi's side and knocked on his desk. "I said, why do you keep having problems today? You usually behave very well!"

Because the person has changed.Yi Chengyi stood silently listening to the female teacher's instructing.

"I remember that you still like painting very much. Your second uncle is also a painter I admire very much. I thought you would listen carefully to me when I was in art class." The female teacher looked at Yi Chengyi's protruding ears and said one word Say it in one sentence. "Can you draw with a demonstration on the blackboard? If you really like drawing, you have to listen to it, don't you?"

No... I don't draw.Yi Chengyi felt a little ashamed when he heard the female teacher's words, and the picture she demonstrated on the blackboard, he could indeed draw it better than her... many times.

"Okay, sit down and listen carefully, don't embarrass your second uncle." The teacher patted Yi Chengyi on the shoulder, pressed him down, and began to talk about the things Yi Chengyi had already said. Thoroughly familiar with the heart of the introduction and related.

Not interesting.

In fact, it’s not bad to come out and pretend to be a little realistic at this time. The feeling of a dark horse making a shot that blinds the audience, with wind and sand blowing around and its own light effect, can’t be better.

It’s just that there’s no need to sell yourself out of vanity. If you let others know that he paints well, he won’t be able to live a life that has nothing to do with painting. This is very important to develop from an early age.

Yi Chengyi rolled his eyes at Xiang Qianran making faces at him, then turned his head to look out the window.With green mountains and green waters, the clouds are calm and the wind is light. Even if he is reborn, he can't believe that he can surpass Anderson, who exists like a classic.

That inferiority complex has long since taken root in his heart and grown into a century-old towering tree, so what if he paints again? In his previous life, he thought that he had put all his heart and energy into painting, but the rewards were still the same. Nothing happens.

Maybe it has nothing to do with how hard you try.No matter how proficient your brushwork is, what you practice is still only something that anyone can get if you put in time and energy. It cannot be regarded as a classic handed down to the world, at most it is a flash of surprise in the eyes of others after being seen, but this surprise will disappear soon after.Yi Chengyi didn't know where the gap came from. This mysterious unknown made him feel that the distance between himself and success was not just a star and a half.

And the gap between myself and Anderson may be the gap between a painter and a painter.

In fact, Yi Chengyi should be confused. He feels that he has reached the peak of his age, but his confidence in his works has never been recognized. The only explanation he can give is that he is not a painting material at all, but He didn't know that after his death, the once unknown art had bloomed forever like a lonely and elegant blue rose in the world.

In the final analysis, it was bad luck and bad luck. When he was alive, he could only eat jar dishes with Nokia.

Before the female teacher finished her introduction, someone called her out. She greeted her classmates and asked her classmates to draw by themselves, and then walked out by herself.The sound of pencils scribbling on paper sounded around, this sound was as familiar to Yi Chengyi as his own voice when he was speaking.He looked around, because no one was at the same table as he was sitting at the back, he separated the table from the people in front, and then piled up a fortress of books in front of the drawing paper to confirm that no one was there. After paying attention to himself, Yi Chengyi picked up the guy and daubed on the thin paper with small movements.

Originally, what he wanted to draw was the beautiful and delicate face of the female teacher in his memory, but after the pen fell on the paper, another pair of delicate facial features slowly took shape.

The brow bone protrudes just right, making the surroundings of the eyes darker due to the light and shadow. The high nose bridge of Europeans and Americans makes the profile of the profile form a graceful turning point. The shape of the lips and chin is like a sculpture silhouette carved by a great artist. Fascinatingly elegant.

For some reason, at the end of the painting, Yi Chengyi was horrified to find that what appeared on the paper was the delicate and beautiful profile of his junior brother Anderson Lynn.

Who is to blame! ! !I thought about painting beautifully, but I was automatically brainwashed by that fellow Anderson's face...

Yi Chengyi's head was full of black lines, he tore off the paper from the notebook and crumpled it up, and threw it out of the window without looking at it.

The strong sunlight outside was a bit dazzling, Yi Chengyi looked at the spots of light on his notebook and the shallow traces left by the place where the brush went just now, and he could vaguely see the outline of the facial features in that partial sketch.

He continued to pick up the pencil, and first drew a small sun with a circle of radiating rays in the upper right corner, and then marked the face of the sun with a smiley face with distorted curves, and then drew three abstract, childish and mainly ugly characters, Holding hands and standing under the sun, they finally signed Yi Chengyi's name and the title of the work.

— Dad, brother, and me.

Haha, this is what normal children draw!Yi Chengyi looked at it repeatedly, nodded in satisfaction, and finally added another row of perfunctory birds that looked more like crows under the sun.

He is always so witty.Yi Chengyi stooped and ran to Xiang Qianran's seat, and took a sneak peek at his paintings. This guy's grades were not good, but his art cells had grown to the placenta back then, so the things he drew were simply inferior to those of Xiang Qianran. Xiang is also ugly.

"Hahaha, it's so ugly, you made it out of shit, hahaha..." Yi Chengyi smiled exaggeratedly, Xiang Qianran viciously pinched his face with his hands, Yi Chengyi's mouth Being squeezed a little bit but still laughing non-stop, Xiang Qianran gave him a thump on the forehead, and then kicked him viciously.

"Fuck off, I used you to paste it out! If it wasn't for homework, I would make this thing?"

"Good student, really good student, as expected of the class monitor!" Yi Chengyi nodded uncontrollably, and was just about to retreat to his seat, before opening the distance between him and Xiang Qianran. Suddenly the class fell silent.

Yi Chengyi subconsciously raised his head to look at the door, but the teacher didn't see it, there was a person he didn't want to see standing there.

He would rather it was the teacher who appeared, and it doesn't matter if he is caught and punished by the door.

Anderson stood at the door with a piece of flattened drawing paper in his hand, staring at the seat where Yi Chengyi was sitting, but there was no one there.

... Yi Chengyi suddenly felt that his blood flow accelerated, his limbs went limp from tension, and he felt a life-and-death thrill.

He hugged Xiang Qianran's leg and tried to get under his table, Xiang Ergou was irritable, but he finally withdrew the leg he was about to kick out when he saw the strangeness on Yi Chengyi's face.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Qianran lowered his body and looked at the man who was huddled under his seat and was laughing just now, but now he was squatting in a ball with a cowardly face.

"Is someone here?"

Xiang Qianran looked up at the door, then nodded down.

"A foreigner, he looks so ugly, and he is too showy." Yi Chengyi knew that Xiang Qianran didn't like others to show off more than him, so he probably wanted to know more about Anderson but wanted to save face, so he just didn't look at him. psychology.

"I probably threw a ball of paper down and hit him just now, and now he's coming to trouble me, let me hide here, please!" Yi Chengyi said all the hardest begging you usually say, Xiang Qianran stared at him in surprise.

Every time Yi Chengyi asked Xiang Ergou for help with something, Xiang Ergou would pick Yi Chengyi's chin like a ruffian and frivolously ask me, I don't know which TV series he saw it from, anyway Yi Chengyi couldn't beat him, so he could only be treated like a little daughter-in-law, but he absolutely couldn't say that please.

Looking at Yi Chengyi who was huddled into a ball, Xiang Qianran felt a sense of mission as a man for the first time.

Down with foreign imperialism, long live the Chinese people! ! !