Hu Meizi

53.

Xie Tang said that after Zhao Quan's birthday, he was looking for a painting teacher for Sun Du, and it really only took a week or two, and he was assigned to an old professor at C City Academy of Fine Arts.

The old professor's surname is Li, and he is well-known in the painting industry.He is not only good at painting, but also good at teaching people. He traveled all over the world in his early years, and now he is going to retire. He doesn’t want to play with birds and walk dogs all day, so he wants to find something related to painting.It happened that Xie Tang's offer was high, and he was also polite and courteous to him, unlike some arty upstarts, Professor Li agreed when Xie Tang's assistant came to visit in person.

Sun Du was happy with it, he promised Xie Tang that after learning to paint again, he would no longer be coy and do whatever he says.The only trouble may be that he has to get up as early as Xie Tang now, and he has to go to the studio in Professor Li's own home to learn painting.

Now that Sun Du can't sleep late, Xie Tang pats him lightly to wake him up once when he gets up, and then pats him to wake him up again after Xie Tang washes up, then he sighs and gets up from the bed by himself.

Sometimes, Sun Du can do it quickly, and he can have breakfast with Xie Tang.But most of the time, with a glass of milk in one hand, he ran to the door with his slippers on, and pulled Xie Tang's tie with the other. When Xie Tang lowered his head in doubt, he put a milk on his face. Fragrant kisses.

The assistant at the door either looked down at the documents calmly, or turned his head to admire the scenery, or bent over to tie his own laceless leather shoes.

Xie Tang always looks at him lightly and reminds him, "Don't spill the milk."

Then, under Sun Du's bright smile, Xie Tang stepped forward with his long legs expressionless, and walked towards the dark-black Bentley with his assistant.

Didn't even wipe it with paper.

Sun Du didn't care about Xie Tang's cold reminder, he blinked one eye and returned to the dining table with the milk by himself, listening to the sound of Xie Tang's car starting the engine and gradually leaving the private house, he drank the oatmeal in the bowl.He likes to drink milk while eating oatmeal soaked in clear water.

Professor Li lives in an old district of a certain age, and there is still some distance from Xie Tang's private house. It usually takes about half an hour for Sun Du to take a car.His wife left early, one of his children settled in Australia, one in Japan, and the other lived in a two-story house with a large garden, so he simply turned the first floor into his own small studio.

When Sun Du arrived, Professor Li was lying on the rocking chair at the door, holding a plantain fan and fanning it repeatedly.Like the average old man in C City, he also likes to plant some flowers and plants. In his yard, mimosa, spider plant, and red netgrass grow intertwined, and the old phonograph is playing Sichuan opera, and Professor Li also babbles. Babbling and singing.

He didn't get up when he heard Li's private car stopped at the gate of his house. Sun Du walked in front of him, and he lazily sat up from the recliner, and said with a smile, "Here you come—?"

Then Sun Du nodded with a smile and didn't say much.Professor Li got up and walked to the house. The two of them were one behind the other. Professor Li flapped his banana fan and said, "Today——I took a look at your sketch, and it looks like your sketch. Let's sketch for another day. You can do acrylic paintings on your own, and learn colors formally tomorrow." Sun Du responded obediently from behind.

Sun Du followed Professor Li through a large area where paintings were placed, and walked carefully in the narrow corridor between paintings.When he came here for the first time, he had been introduced to these paintings, some were works of Professor Li when he was young, some were sent by Professor Li’s students, and some were bought by Professor Li, and he felt that they had “reiki” of paintings.

Professor Li has always regretted that most of the authors of paintings with "spiritual energy" that he found did not continue to create in the end.

"Oh, that's what geniuses are like," Professor Li sighed, "Most painting geniuses are short-lived, and they are the last ones—either honest people with a little talent, or great geniuses with amazing talents. "

Sun Du smiled and said nothing, he didn't know what kind of person he was.

It may be that a little bit of talent is better than having a little bit of talent, but God won't give this kind of food to people.

In the past, when he was painting, Professor Li would watch with reading glasses beside him without making a sound.After Sun Du drew a rough outline, he said he had any problems, and then instructed him to draw another picture to compare the before and after, and let him understand it by himself.

Probably because he has done a lot of painting. Professor Li has no habit of changing other people's paintings. To touch other people's paintings rashly, in Daniel's view, no matter who he is, it is not respectful enough.

After Sun Du finished the sketch, he took some acrylic paints and drew a random picture. It was a crabapple sticking out its head in the sun by the window.

He finished painting and waited for Professor Li to come to ask him questions, but Professor Li was silent.

His face was rarely serious, "Son, you told me that you used to learn to draw in high school. Is your teacher named Guo Qimin?"

Sun Du raised his head in surprise, "Yes...it's Teacher Guo..." He never expected that one day he would hear the name of his former teacher again.

Professor Li sighed deeply, "Did you participate in the special recruitment of the Central Academy of Fine Arts more than ten years ago..."

Sun Du pursed his lips, looking at Professor Li's rare solemn expression, he was speechless for a while.

He just nodded slightly.

"I used to be a teacher at CAFA for several years. Guo Qimin was my first student and had the best relationship with me," Professor Li looked at Sun Du, as if he saw through Sun Du the student he had disappeared for many years The same, with a sad expression, "He is a good person with good talent and down-to-earth. He is a good seed. After he graduated, he said that he wanted to go back to his hometown to find inspiration. We often communicate with each other, and I persuaded him to come to the capital. Do it with me."

"At that time, City C hadn't developed yet. How could there be such a good opportunity in the capital? He just said no, he felt that City C was his hometown, and he felt the call. If he didn't understand this feeling, he couldn't calm down at all. draw."

"Oh, I'm also from City C, and I thought it was right, so I didn't try to persuade him anymore. Later, he told me that he found a good painting talent, and he was very spiritual, so he gave it back to me. I sent a few pictures. When I saw it, hey, this kid is amazing. He just found such a good student. He is so proud, he told me to train himself well..."

As Professor Li said, he took off his reading glasses, wiped the corners of his eyes, and wiped away the watery eyes.

Sun Dumu was stunned, his face was rarely blank.His eyes were empty, staring at the toes of his shoes.

"Oh, those things after that..." Professor Li said, "It hit him too hard. He...he tried a lot of ways to get you justice, but in the end he had to quit his job and go back to the countryside directly. gone."

Professor Li's voice was a little choked up, "He has been depressed for a long time, and he was diagnosed with stomach cancer when he completed his long-cherished hometown series in the countryside... Oh, he is the same, why didn't he contact me?... I still don't send those things that he didn't send. I just saw it in my letter! What is a troublesome teacher! Why didn't he look for me earlier?..."

Professor Li was speechless. He paused for a long time before covering his face and sighing, "Life is hard! Life is hard!"

Sun Du's face was pale, he pulled out a stiff smile, "Really... No wonder Mr. Guo hasn't held an art exhibition for so long..."

He always thought that Mr. Guo was humiliated by the uproar over his incident back then, and he was so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to himself as a student anymore.But I didn't expect the twists and turns, and I didn't expect Teacher Guo to be forced to run for him.

Sun Du felt that his heart was very blocked. He was screaming and crying madly in his heart, as if a thorn sprouted from the bottom of his heart, and after twisting his heart, it crawled out along his throat, making him want to vomit. It was too painful to speak.

But his face was numb and a little empty, as if there was a lifeless sky in winter, and occasionally the wind blew past the frozen birds under the sky, their bodies were already stiff.

More than ten years ago, when his paintings were sentenced to plagiarism, his pain began.Over the years, what Sun Du has lost is not only the opportunity to paint and go to university, but also the right to cry over suffering.

His painting was originally a painting he made in private when he was lucky enough to bet on the title.But I didn't want to be secretly photographed, so I made a high-definition cheat sheet and spread it.No one will care, and those who care have disappeared.

He couldn't afford to offend anyone who copied his paintings.

He could only smash his teeth and swallow them in his stomach.

Over the years, his luck improved once, but it became one of his worst nightmares.

Professor Li and Sun Du were silent for a long time, neither of them spoke.

The paintbrush is on the edge of the painting tray, and the paint on the brush has dried.

Professor Li patted Sun Du on the shoulder, heaved a long sigh, he opened his mouth——

Sun Du stared at him blankly, as if seeing Teacher Guo.Although Professor Li and Teacher Guo are short and tall, one is old and the other is still middle-aged, but he seems to see Teacher Guo standing in front of him, wearing a shirt with spots of paint prints that cannot be washed cleanly, looking at him. explain--

"My child, I have suffered for you for so many years."