Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Gao Bo was noncommittal about Gao Ming's words.

However, his eyes still left the computer, walked to the living room, poured himself a glass of water, and sat down on the sofa.

He drank the water and moistened his throat before he spoke: "Son, why do you think Bai Ye can become famous?"

"Huh?"

This question made Gao Ming stunned. He thought for a moment and said tentatively: "Because you have the ability?"

"To be specific, don't be so general. ”

Gao Bo expressed dissatisfaction.

"Fact, he knows a lot and is talented. Gao Ming Zhenzhen said: "It is sculpture, architecture and painting, which can be called an all-rounder." ”

"Can an all-rounder become famous?"

Gao Bo was disdainful, "As far as I know, among the major art academies, there are not a few all-rounders like Bai Ye, but which one is as famous as him?"

"Ugh. ”

Gao Ming hesitated, "That's because those people don't have his ability." You know, although he is proficient in everything, he is not in everything. There is basically no field, and they all have their own uniqueness, which is why it is amazing. ”

"That's to the point. ”

Gao Bo nodded and talked eloquently: "An art academy has as few as a few thousand students, and as many as tens of thousands. Different majors, different fields, when it comes to the degree of specialization, Bai Ye is definitely not the first. To put it mildly, in terms of some artistic expression, Bai Ye's skills may not be good at some art. ”

"But those art students are still struggling at the bottom, in a state of obscurity, while Bai Ye has soared into the sky, and his momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and there is no trend of decline. ”

"It is not surprising that in the future art industry, if not he is the only one, it will definitely be the existence at the top of the pyramid. ”

Gao Bo's evaluation is not high.

Gao Ming pursed his lips, seemingly disapproving, but did not refute. Perhaps he also knew in his heart that Gao Bo's words were very likely to come true.

After entering the Academy of Fine Arts, he realized that his willingness was nothing. The world is so big, there are too many talented people, and the entire Academy of Fine Arts is full of talents.

Even his paintings, in the training class, are among the best. But in the Academy of Fine Arts, it has become a less outstanding existence.

Everything is most afraid of comparison, Gao Ming can't stand his "mediocrity", he is also eager to become famous and become the focus of the world's attention.

The question is, is this...... After working hard, I know that it is difficult.

In Gao Ming's view, it is a hard condition to become famous and talented, and the more important thing is the opportunity, but Gao Bo seems to have a different view.

"Opportunity?"

Gao Bo scoffed: "Give you the opportunity, can you seize it? In the school, holding various activities on a regular basis is itself a reasonable screening mechanism. Who can stand out under the same conditions?"

Gao Ming was depressed, feeling hit again, and simply asked: "Dad, what do you want to express, just say it, don't bypass it." ”

"I meant to tell you. ”

Gao Bo said lightly: "In today's information explosion and the vigorous development of the art industry, it is difficult to say that it is difficult to become famous, and it is easy to say that it is simple. ”

"What do you say?" Gao Ming's eyes lit up. Could it be that his father can't look past his mediocrity, and plans to give him tricks.

As it turned out, it was purely he who thought too much.

"Character, style. ”

Gao Bo said in a deep voice: "As I said just now, Bai Ye's artistic skills have never been solid and powerful, but he has repeatedly created miracles and reinterpreted the charm of art from an unexpected perspective of others. ”

"This kind of innovation, creativity, and creativity are often the abilities that artists lack the most. This is his unique thinking, a distinctive artistic cell. ”

Gao Bo sighed: "The pen is not good, you can practice." If the power is insufficient, it can be accumulated. However, the understanding of art is an innate ability, and no matter how envious others are, it is not a matter of concern. ”

"What others have, he also has, nothing more than a little bit. But what he has, others can't ask for, who will become famous if he doesn't become famous?"

Gao Bo said directly: "Knowing the painting just now, why don't I dare to comment on it?"

"Why?" Gao Ming hurriedly looked up.

"That's because I saw ...... in the painting."

Gao Bo frowned, and seemed to be a little entangled: "I don't know how to describe it, anyway, in my opinion, some of the scenes on that painting don't seem to be painted." ”

"Huh?"

Gao Ming was stunned, "It's not painted, is it still printed?"

“…… What to print. ”

Gao Bo squirted, his mouth was fragrant, "What about your brain, you were eaten by a pig? What do I mean, it's so plain, you can't even hear it? It's not a painting, it's not an ordinary painting method, it's a novel technique." ”

"No......"

Gao Bo instructed: "You, hurry up, book a ticket." I have to go there and see it with my own eyes to be sure. ”

After all, no matter how clear the pixels of the photo are, due to the different light sources, the texture is definitely not as good as appreciating it with your own eyes.

"New technique!"

Gao Ming was stunned: "Really?"

As an art student, he knows very well what the emergence of new techniques means.

"That's why I have to confirm. ”

Gao Bo urged: "Hurry up, go and book a ticket." ”

"Oh. ”

Gao Ming hurriedly answered.

"New techniques?"

At the same time, in Yu's house, Yu Hao heard the summons and was a little surprised: "Gao Bo really said that?"

"Yes!"

It was not Yu Chi who spoke, but a student of Yu Hao and a tutor of the Zhonghai Academy of Fine Arts. He received a call from Gao Bo, and after studying the photos of Bai Ye's works, he finally came to the door with questions to ask Yu Hao for advice.

"I'll take a look. ”

Yu Hao reached out and asked for it, and took the photo handed by the student. The ten-inch photo is not small, and it can be regarded as a sketch painting.

It's just that the pixels of this photo are definitely not as intuitive as the huge masterpiece. The details are not clear, and you can only roughly feel the momentum of this painting.

"Huh. ”

Yu Hao was also suspicious: "This freehand painting is really painted by white leaves?"

"It's definitely not bad. ”

The student smiled wryly: "Even if I haven't heard of him before, he is good at capitalization." But this kind of momentum, such a mature style, has never appeared in the art world. There should be no one else but him. ”

“…… Or is it that he has been practicing in private for the past two years?"

Yu Hao speculated, and his expression returned to calm down. Maybe he is also numb, after all, in the past few years, Bai Ye has been tossed in various ways, and everyone has gradually accepted that he is the definition of a natural ghost.

"Hehe, maybe. The students could only laugh dryly, and what else could they say.

Yu Hao retracted his mind, and a pair of old eyes gradually flashed with fine light, "The composition is old and spicy, but the brushwork is immature, and there are many failures...... Well, I'm kind of convinced that it's his work. ”

"As for the new technique......