Olympian world

After leaving the revolving crystal door of the company, Zhou Yiran was thinking about how to talk to his father later, while lowering his head and not seeing the road clearly, he was caught off guard by a girl who was running towards him in a hurry. The things in the house fell all over the ground, they were all light and fluffy papers, floating like white snow.When Zhou Yiran realized it, he immediately helped her pick it up. Fortunately, the wind was not too strong, otherwise these papers must be difficult to pick up.He stacked the papers he picked up, patted them with his hands, and glanced casually. On the top piece of paper was a copy of a famous oil painting, Van Gogh's "Sunflowers." He asked curiously. Said: "It's all paintings, are you a painter?"

The girl stood up: "I'm an art major, not a painter, but this is my dream."

The eyes of the two met, Zhou Yiran and the girl laughed at the same time: "It's you."

Isn't this the girl I saw at the airport?

It was the girl who stretched out her hand first: "Hello, what a coincidence, Shanghai is so big, we met again within two days, my name is Gu Xiao, and I am a graduate student in the Department of Fine Arts."

Zhou Yiran shook hands with her gentlemanly: "Hello, my name is Zhou Yiran, I am a trainee for AM's debut, and you are a graduate student..." Zhou Yiran was a little embarrassed: "But you look so young, not like There are 25 six people."

Gu Xiao smiled and said: "I studied in the United States. I went to graduate school early. I entered the University of St. Leland at the age of 19 and studied under Professor Luance."

Zhou Yiran nodded. In fact, he is not very clear about the foreign professors in these foreign schools. He just instinctively thinks that Gu Xiao is quite high-end. He likes this girl who has a bright and clean smile and is well-dressed. This is Gu Xiao. The girl really lives up to her name, simple and pure, like a college student who doesn't know much about the world.

Gu Xiao smiled at him: "Thank you for helping me pick up the paintings. These things are my usual homework. Although the paintings are not particularly good, it will be troublesome if they are lost. It will affect my usual grades and may hinder my work. Graduation, thank you, savior."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yiran was shaken by that smile, and said, "Can you give me the sunflower on the top?"

Gu Xiao was taken aback, and dragged out the painting that Zhou Yiran named from under the painting of Starry Moon Night in the pile of drawings: "Is it this?" She pointed to a sunflower in the vase: "When I copied Van Gogh's paintings, I made I made a small change, haha, it’s a bit deviant, the instructor said that this painting was taken out, and Van Gogh fans would kill me, I painted this gorgeous sunflower in full bloom, half withered and half close to withering, but the color The main theme is the bright yellow of sunflowers in full bloom, don't you find it awkward?"

Looking at the painting, Zhou Yiran felt a strange feeling in his heart. He obviously didn't have any research on painting, but he looked at this painting as if he had reunited with an old friend, and he could tell a lot. He said slowly: "This flower, It is the most artistic thing in this painting, implying the courage to live to death."

Gu Xiao blankly handed the painting to Zhou Yiran, and then said: "Then use this painting, I wish you a smooth debut."

Zhou Yiran was taken aback. In fact, he did not expect that Gu Xiao would give the painting to him: "Isn't this your usual grade? You gave it to me? Is it okay?"

Gu Xiao said: "It's okay, the tutor is not satisfied with this painting, so I asked me to redraw it. It just so happens that you like it. It's rare to meet a bosom friend. I also like this painting the most. I will give it to you. It can be regarded as our destiny."

Zhou Yiran smiled, and saw the inscription on the bottom of the painting. Gu Xiao's two characters are just like her person, and the gracefulness makes people feel good: "Your handwriting is also very good, you are a talented woman."

Gu Xiao blushed: "It is necessary for an art student, just like you can sing and dance and have a good figure."

"You painted so many Van Goghs, idol?"

Gu Xiao scratched his head: "Yeah, it's strange, girls seem to prefer all kinds of singing and dancing idols."

"No, I have a friend who still regards historical figures who have passed away for many years as idols. It's normal."

"Van Gogh died long ago, too."

"what?"

The two were amused by each other's conversation, they looked at each other and bent over laughing, the atmosphere was very harmonious, so harmonious that Zhou Yiran wanted to make Gu Xiao as a friend after a short contact.

Zhou Yiran still wanted to say something, Gu Xiao looked at the person who came out of the revolving door: "I have something to do, anyway, you are in this company, see you when you have a chance, don't bother you, I'll go first... ..”

After speaking, he ran towards the door, Zhou Yiran turned his head and vaguely saw her running in front of a man in a black suit, he must be her boyfriend, he thought in his heart, a little sour, and thought of himself who just broke up yesterday, he Sighing, he folded the sunflower painting properly into his bag.

In this world, there are always people who are unfortunate, and there are always people who have countless luck. Van Gogh does not belong to the kind of lucky people, but he never succumbed to fate.He was suffering from autism, no one can help him out, it is his works that support him to go on.Van Gogh, as a painter, can be said to be a self-admired one all his life.Before him, his works were just worthless and unappreciated.Zhou Yiran thought, Sheng Fanyi said that even if he made his debut, he would be just an unknown little star, it doesn't matter, as long as he does his best so that he doesn't regret it.Now that he has decided to embark on the path of acting, no matter how difficult it will be in the future, he will fight side by side with his dream and go on strong together.As for his merits and demerits, I will leave it to those who come later to comment.

Just as he was thinking about it, he had already walked downstairs to the hotel. He looked up and saw his father sitting behind the open window. He subconsciously trembled and walked into the hotel anyway.You have to face what you have to face, but in order not to let yourself regret, you can't compromise or retreat, you can only choose to fight with your back.