"Yes, that's right, that's it. ”

Yu Chi stood up, his face was full of excitement and excitement, his blood was boiling, and his body and soul were trembling. He felt that Bai Ye's words had completely reached his heart.

He couldn't help but wave his arms and soar with pride, "The lost honor, flowers, and applause must be taken back." ”

"Huh?"

Bai Ye blinked, who was suppressed and smeared.

It's a bit hard to understand how it looks like the other party is more radical than yourself.

“…… I'm sorry, I lost my temper. ”

It wasn't long before Yu Chi calmed down. He took a light breath, feeling that Bai Ye had a similar state of mind to him, and he could be called a confidant.

At the moment, he didn't sell Guanzi anymore, and went straight to the point: "Bai Ye, do you think there is a trick in expressing Chinese painting in the form of oil painting?"

"Nope. Bai Ye directly vetoed it.

"Huh?"

Yu Chi was stunned.

He just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Bai Ye.

"Okay, I'm pretty sure now what your chances are. ”

Bai Ye shrugged his shoulders and sighed: "You should have seen the bamboo I painted in oil yesterday, and felt that this was a breakthrough, maybe the new form of content could shake the art world, and even rewrite the process of the art industry, and become a milestone in the transformation of the art world, right?"

Yu Chi was surprised, surprised, and his eyes widened, "You ......"

"I have similar thoughts, can't I?" Bai Ye pouted, he was not a fool, Yu Chi could think of it, how could he ignore the past.

However, after checking the information on the Internet, he realized his innocence.

In the original time and space, in the turbulent era at that time, in order to save the country and strive for strength, the ancestors comprehensively introduced everything from the West, including Western paintings.

During this period, there were many talented and well-versed painters who actively studied Western painting methods and integrated them into Chinese culture. The problem is that, more than 100 years later, very few people have been able to do this.

Bai Ye calculated, and counted all the slaps. A few great painters have only led the trend, and their works have repeatedly reached new heights in the market, but they have not been able to form a complete art system and genre.

From this, we can see that this road is difficult.

Not to mention, the China of this world has not experienced all kinds of humiliation, and the self-confidence, self-esteem, and pride of a great country have also made the general public full of confidence in their own culture.

Some artists may not be biased and know how to learn from each other's strengths, but more people are still more conservative. Once there is any change in traditional art, they are like dead parents, crying that this is something left by their ancestors, and they must pass it on in their original flavor, but they can't forget their ancestors and abandon it.

As long as it is change, it is never smooth sailing, but it is not as simple as being controversial. Bai Ye felt that it was better not to wade into troubled waters, how good it was to make money easily, why bother tossing around.

However, Yu Chi didn't have the ability to read minds, so he didn't know Bai Ye's salted fish thoughts.

As soon as he heard that the other party had similar thoughts, he was overjoyed, "Great, I know that you must have ambitions and pursuits, and want to open up a world of your own in the painting world." ”

"So after you suffered a setback, you instead concentrated on studying the form of art, and not only achieved something in sculpture, but also made a new breakthrough in oil painting. ”

Yu Chi was a little excited, and his blood became hot.

"The ......"

Bai Ye blinked, hooked the tip of his nose, and his voice became hesitant: "I think maybe you ...... Something may have been misunderstood. I have no ambitions, my biggest wish is to make hundreds of millions, achieve financial freedom, and then travel the world, eating, drinking, and being merry forever. What innovations, what breakthroughs, it has nothing to do with me. ”

"I'm not young anymore, after all. ”

Bai Ye patted Yu Chi's shoulder and said seriously: "If I were a dozen years younger, I would definitely be like you, with great ambitions and a desire to compete with Tiangong." It's a pity that the years are not forgiving, my blood has become cold, and my mentality has become different. What kind of change, Xintiandi, can't come, can't come!"

Bai Ye sighed, looking like his youth was absent, and he looked like a strong man in his twilight years.

“……”

However, Yu Chi looked at the white leaves, the thin skin and tender meat, and the little white face with marked facial features, and suddenly hehe. He was a little angry and wanted to have a seizure, but after a thought turned, he also calmed down.

"I know that we don't know each other after all, and now we're kind of talking to each other. ”

Yu Chi said in a deep voice: "But I can tell you that I will never give up......"

With that, he turned around and walked away. didn't talk speculatively for more than half a sentence, and when he went out, he almost bumped into Chen Daqi who came in from outside.

"I'm sorry. ”

Yu Chi bowed his head and apologized, and the voice floated to the person who had already walked far away.

Chen Daqi patted his clothes, walked into the hall inexplicably, and said strangely: "Who was the daredevil?"

"Hmmm......"

Bai Ye thought for a moment and sighed lightly: "That's a salted fish with a dream." ”

？？？

Chen Daqi was confused, and he didn't bother to ask.

He sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and poured it into his mouth, drinking very quickly and violently.

"Finished receiving friends?"

Bai Ye said casually: "It's all said, don't worry." You can take your friends and go shopping...... Forget it, in a big city like Zhonghai, there is really nothing to visit, it is better to stay at home. ”

On a hot day, it is more comfortable to blow the air conditioner, and you don't go out even if you die.

Caught off guard, someone outside shouted: "White leaves, leaves, not here, come out to play cards." ”

“…… It's coming!"

Shiraba jumped up and rushed out.

Under the scorching sun, in the gazebo, he and a group of villagers happily fought the landlord.

That's how life is for the elderly...... Colorful. However, a crisp cry interrupted his ...... soon after. Yaxing.

"Uncle Shuai, here we go again. ”

At the intersection of the village, a group of people appeared, one of whom was a little fat man, as if he couldn't see it, raised his fleshy arm and swayed like a windshield wiper.

Bai Ye was stunned.

"Oh Xiaobai, you're a guest at home. ”

"Play ...... next time"

"Gone!"

At this time, several villagers threw down the cards in their hands and dispersed in a hurry.

Bai Ye pursed his lips, threw down the Wang Fang in his hand, and greeted him: "Why are you here again?"

"The teacher brought us here, and we continue to sketch today. The little fat man smiled and said, "But it's too sunny at noon, I'll go to your place to rest first, and then go up the mountain in the afternoon to continue painting the scenery." ”

"That's right......"

While speaking, the little fat man took out his painting book and handed it over: "Uncle Shuai, this is the scenery I just painted, can you help me see it?" ”

"Where's your teacher?"

Bai Ye took the painting book, looked around but found no trace of Yu Chi in the crowd.

"Teacher, teacher...... Hey. ”

The little fat man turned around and was also very surprised: "The teacher was still there just now, why did he suddenly disappear." ”

For him who was cute and stupid, the young man next to him couldn't look at it, and couldn't help but complain: "The teacher just said, I'm going to get something from the parking place, didn't you hear?"

"Oh, oh. ”

The little fat man suddenly said, "Yes, yes, yes, take something, maybe take food...... Uncle, don't worry about the teacher, he can't be lost by a person who is so big, you better help me look at the painting. ”

At the urging of the little fat man, Bai Ye opened the painting book, glanced at it, and then said with a smile: "Little fatty, how do you think you painted?"

"I think...... Of course it's good. "The little fat man is a little weak-hearted.

"Come on. ”

Bai Ye beckoned, asked the little fat man to come over, and then put the sketchbook in front of his eyes. The little fat man came over, thinking that Bai Ye was going to explain the shortcomings of the work to him carefully.

However, at this time, Bai Ye said: "Are you ready? Get ready, one, two, three, laugh!"

"Huh?"

The little fat man was stunned, confused, what are you laughing at?

"It's not funny, is it?"

Bai Ye immediately shook his head and sighed, "Then why are you painting so ridiculously?"