Lin Haven didn't need to look at Qi Hui and Teacher Chang Yue who was following her, she knew that she was Sparta. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Actually looking for a wrong person!

The endless knowledge of drawing, color, and line, the legendary works of Leonardo da Vinci, Van Gogh, Picasso, Titian, and Giorgione, compared with Greater China, the Western world has not changed much, and the names of these people are also familiar to Lin Haven. This knowledge seemed to be a huge treasure, in some mysterious and unknowable way, it became a part of Lin Haven's memory, and even, he felt that his fingers were slightly itchy, it was an urge to hold the brush. The whole world became very different in front of him, and each color seemed to have its own unique identity, and he could recognize them, perceive them, and know how to reproduce them on canvas!

Yes, Chang Shuo, an oil painter who works at the École Nationale Supérieure des Beaux-Arts in Paris and is also a visiting professor at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, is one of the most famous masters of oil painting in contemporary China.

Chang Yue is his sister-in-law!

Sister!

Child!

"Poof," Chang Yue laughed first, "Brother, this is a student who came to me, I guess I made you mistaken." ”

Qi Hui's eyes widened, did she never say that Chang Yue was a woman?

Lin Haven froze there with a smile, whether this was a profit or a loss, he felt a little unsure. It can be said that the return of applying the tantric empowerment mantra to Chang Shuo is far greater than using it on Chang Yue. In any case, Chang Yue is just an ordinary associate professor of Chinese opera, while Chang Shuo is a professor of the world's highest art palace and an internationally renowned master of oil painting.

However, his plan was once again ruined.

Still going to Chinese opera?

Lin Haven is afraid of being struck by lightning! How many people can fly across the ocean and spend countless sums of money in order to ask Chang Shuo for a sentence, but he almost takes most of Chang Shuo's professional knowledge, accumulation, and understanding into his mind, and then goes to learn to act? Although there is no punishment mechanism in the Valley of the Wicked, it is estimated that there will be a hurt character, and in the future, in addition to the belly pocket, probably Ouyang Feng's autumn pants and Zhou Botong's bees will come.

Chang Shuo looked at Lin Haven with a smile, and then moved his gaze to the hands of the two people who were clenched. In order to prevent the empowerment from being released halfway through, or being broken free, Lin Haven really used all the strength to eat milk. At this time, he laughed dryly twice, let go of his hand, and on the back of Chang Shuo's hand, a miserable white handprint made the other three people stunned.

"Are you, have you practiced?" Chang Shuo shook his aching hand, "Good guy, I pounced on it all of a sudden, I thought I was caught by the mechanical arm and couldn't move at all." ”

"Okay, come in, I'll see your conditions," Chang Yue looked at Lin Haven in surprise, but he wasn't angry or anything, the two brothers and sisters were very cultured, "Qi Hui said that you can write ancient words, this is not very useful for the performance department, if you can compose music and write lyrics, it would be better to say a little." ”

Lin Haiwen followed at the end and entered Chang Yue's training room together, still a little stupid. Qi Hui stood behind him, giving him a look all the time, obviously a very clever person, how could he get here, he was like a fool.

"Write ancient words?" Chang Shuo, as a master of oil painting, also has an understanding of Chinese painting, after all, although they are far from each other, they are all painting families, and naturally they are also involved in the inscription calligraphy on Chinese painting. I was still curious to hear that Lin Haven could write ancient words, especially such a guy with a robotic arm, who should be a sports specialty.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Chang, he wrote very good words, and they were posted on "Ancient Poetry and Views", and many people said that they were very good. ”

"Yo," Chang Shuo was really surprised at this moment, he knew what he knew about "Ancient Poetry and Guanzhi", and he could post it on it, it was indeed of a certain level, "I don't know which poem it is? ”

Qi Hui squeezed Lin Haven, seeing that he was still in Meng, and when she heard Chang Shuo talk about it, her eyes lit up, "How do you know? It's "When is the Bright Moon", and there is also "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", "Alone in the West Building" or something. ”

"Lin Haven, is he Lin Haven?"

Chang Yue and Chang Shuo asked in unison, startling Qi Hui and Lin Haiwen.

"Yes, hello two teachers, I'm Lin Haven. ”

As a teacher of Chinese opera, Chang Yue is very familiar with and concerned about the entertainment industry, and the recent Bian Wanrou's "When Will the Bright Moon Be There" can be said to be on the rise, whether it is bad reviews, expectations, or hype, in short, it is indeed a hot headline. Including Lin Haven also made a bit of a splash in this craze, and Chang Yue also knew it. As for Chang Shuo, it is completely an appreciation of "When Will the Bright Moon" itself, although "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi" did not look for him as an oil painter when he was looking for someone to write a word review, but some old friends were invited, such as Yang Shengwu, the editor-in-chief of "People's Literature and Art", who is very familiar with him. When the two usually communicated, they praised the comments, and later learned that the person who wrote the lyrics was actually a seventeen-year-old young man, and they were all surprised.

As a result, I didn't expect to meet today, in such a peculiar way.

"If you don't go to Beijing University to take the Chinese exam, how can you want to go to Chinese opera?" Chang Yue asked with a sigh, but she glanced at Qi Hui again, and seemed to understand something.

I chose to be a red face!

Chang Shuo didn't care about this, "Lin, Mr. Lin—"

"No, no, no, you can just call me Xiaolin, Mr. doesn't dare to be. ”

"Haha," Chang Shuo smiled heartily, "Cheng, then call you Haiwen, okay? Let's talk about your poem, it's really a famous sentence through the ages, that momentum, that kind of imagination, that kind of romantic feelings, that kind of lonely and arrogant sentiment, it's all amazing." ”

Chang Yue frowned, crying and laughing and complaining to his brother, "I still have to test him." ”

"Hey, what's the test, it's not for you to get him into the Chinese opera, isn't it just to go to a training class? ”

"Hey, what should I do if I don't take the assessment and delay people's time, if he doesn't have this talent, he might as well go back and take the ordinary university entrance examination. "Chang Yue is quite responsible.

As soon as she said this, Chang Shuo couldn't delay Lin Haven, "Wait a minute, wait for the assessment to be over, I'll invite you to have a meal, and we'll have a good chat." ”

"Lin Haiwen, then you go to the rehearsal room with me, there are a few classmates over there, let's help you take a look, don't be shy, there are many people during the exam. Chang Yue said a word, and he was about to go out.

Lin Haiwen's face was puzzled, and Ai Ai was squirming, spitting, and said hesitantly, "Ahem, that Teacher Chang, actually, I don't want to take the Chinese opera exam, I want to take the Central Academy of Fine Arts." ”

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Our school?"

Boom, Qi Hui and Chang Yue, after watching Lin Haven and Chang Shuo, went to see Chang Shuo. After Chang Shuo finished reading Lin Haiwen, he suddenly felt a little inexplicably weak, and went to look at his sister again.

It's a mess!