Lin Haiwen's original dream seems to be to eat and drink enough without working, sleep until he wakes up naturally every day, and he doesn't have to have so much money that he has to count cramps, but he has to use it without shrinking his hands. Before the age www.biquge.info of thirty, beckoning the girl to come, waving the girl to go, changing one in three days, tasting all kinds of colors, waiting for the age of thirty, find a gentle and petty long-haired sister, the next dragon and phoenix double yolk egg, stuff it into his mother's hand, continue to be chic, and live together.

Speaking of which, if this dream had been followed, it would have been possible for Lin Haven to come true today.

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However, Lin Haven himself is not such a dream. When I applied for the China Transmission exam, I just wanted to enter CCTV, which was not a dream. Later, after several changes, he became the owner of a small company for the promotion of Internet celebrity Divine Comedy, there is no shortage of tickets, and there is no shortage of girls, and every time he launches a popular song, he will also be self-interested for a few days. But it's not his dream either, it's just his life, his work, his medium to prove himself. He's busy, and he never seems to have dreamed of a bigger company?

This question bothered him, so much so that the "Pill Head Girl" had a sense of confusion.

"Wang Peng?"

"Hey, I thought you were going to ascend to heaven, and I've been sleepwalking for the past few days. Wang Peng leaned over to look at his paintings and sighed, "If sleepwalking can make such great progress, I want to sleepwalk too." ”

The girl on the canvas already has a lustrous skin, as if wrapped in a layer of moonlight veil. The corners of the mouth are smiling, the eyes are translucent, the face is slightly sideways, and a graceful chin curve is like a swan. When Maruko saw this painting, it took a long time to touch his face and sigh that he was so beautiful. Of course, when she looks in the mirror, she will find herself.

Lin Haiwen put down the paintbrush, looked at Wang Peng, thought for a while, and said, "You definitely don't have a wife yet." ”

"Of course. ”

"Do you have a partner?"

"Nope. ”

"Do you have a girlfriend then?"

“...... No. ”

"Actually, I don't either"

Wang Peng was about to poke him to death with a paintbrush.

"Then do you think there is a girl who already likes you?"

“...... If the girl likes it, I don't have to work hard for her. ”

"Livestock, actually, I just want to ask, do you have any dreams other than your sister?. ”

Although it is embarrassing to ask about dreams directly, it is actually embarrassing to ask like this.

The corners of Wang Peng's mouth twitched, "What do you mean that apart from a girl, my dream is not a girl." ”

"Except for the man. ”

“...... Come on, you're not normal, I won't bother with you. Dream, I want to paint well, and then be admitted to a good art academy, find a girl who also paints, and live a better and better life. ”

Lin Haven frowned, "That's it? ”

"Do you think they're all geniuses like you? I want the Metropolitan to collect my paintings, I want the Louvre to invite me to an exhibition, and I want to sell them for 10 million dollars, okay? Is this a dream? This is a delusion. ”

After painting for six years, Wang Peng knows his talent, if there is no sudden epiphany, he is probably a middle-level painter, going to a second-level art academy, or even teaching in high school and junior high school, and selling a pair of works from time to time, which is considered a windfall.

Lin Haiwen nodded, remembering what Xie Jun said when he was separated from Xie Jun that day.

"Maybe a genius like you got it too easily, so you don't know what you want. You see, you have an idea to paint, and the result is a genius that has never been seen before. If I were like that, it would be difficult to understand my own thoughts. ”

I'm not a genius, but I did get it easily—it's no different from a genius.

In this studio, Wang Peng's dream is the most down-to-earth, Xie Jun's dream is the most focused, and the dream of the pill-headed girl is to have a flower room, in which she usually paints, and her future husband takes care of the flower room, and comes to see her from time to time - very few women.

In the afternoon, Sun Wei went to a parent-teacher conference, and he didn't get home until almost six o'clock, and looked at Lin Haiwen's painting, "You're almost here, right?"

"Well, I'll be able to varnish tomorrow. ”

"The style is a little familiar, Velázque?"

"The direct technique, a little bit of what he meant. Lin Haven took the things, "I'll go back, see you tomorrow." Xie Jun, are you leaving?"

"I have one more point, you go first. ”

Although the rain studio is from half past nine to six o'clock in the afternoon, in fact, Wang Peng and they usually arrive at about nine o'clock, and there is no problem in delaying it at night, more than seven o'clock, or even eight o'clock. Sun Wei is still very responsible for these students.

......

"Hey, Mr. Lin Chokdong?"

"Stinky boy, what's the blame?"

"Are you Mr. Lin Zuodong? Let me find Ms. Liang Xue, who is Ms. Liang Xue, chairman of Juewei Yellow Braised Chicken Group. ”

"Chairman Liang is not here, now only the famous editor Lin Zuodong is here, what do you have to do, hurry up, otherwise Lin Zuodong will hang. ”

"Haha, Dad, your son and I are a little confused, and I need to consult with you. Oh yes, I have something to tell you, I don't want to take the Chinese opera exam anymore, I plan to go to the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and when I come to the capital, I have lit up another skill - painting. ”

Lin Zuodong is obviously out of strength, but CAFA is always a little better than Chinese opera, at least ordinary people always think that it is an artist who paints, and acting can only be a star.

"Okay, if you can get in, you'll be done. Lin Zuodong is also big-hearted, Beijing University, Chinese opera, and CAFA, he slipped down with such a sting, he was good, and he never thought that he would fail the exam, "What do you want to consult?"

"Everyone says I'm a genius, so what do you think a genius should do?"

“...... Everybody says, "Who are you?"

"Everyone!" On the other end of the phone, Lin Haiwen's voice was a matter of course, "You think so too, and so does my mother." ”

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However, Lin Zuodong still knew that his son had encountered a life problem, he was gearing up, and suddenly felt that his old son had a place to use, and sincerely analyzed his son:

"What people pursue is either internal and spiritual, or external and material. What do you want? Is it status, spiritual satisfaction, or money and a house? Although for ordinary people, the two are sometimes not so clear, but one must be what you are pursuing, and the other is incidental, and if you have status, you may have money, but what you want is status, and money is attached. If you want money, then the higher status that comes with it is also incidental. But for ordinary people, more often than not, the two are not uniform. For example, if you want to be a social worker who helps the weak, but is praised, you may be poor, and if you want to work hard to get rich, you may be scolded. ”

"Oh......" Lin Haven's thinking these days gradually revealed a clear look, "Ordinary people are what you said, that is to say, the dream or mission of a genius like me is to pursue both at the same time, to become a great man who has money, status, spiritual satisfaction, and material wealth, and is praised by countless people and scolded by countless people?"

“......”

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