New York University, School of the Arts. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This top world-class university is located in New York City, the most prosperous city in the United States.

The whole of NYU is not walled, and the campus is integrated with New York City, encompassing the whole of New York City, with eighteen colleges spread throughout New York City.

In this place, in addition to students from the United States, there are also students from other countries.

Among them, Chinese students from across the ocean account for a large proportion of the overall international students.

At this time, it was still the end of 2004, and the number of Chinese students studying in North America was not as good as that of more than ten years later, and the number of students was not so large.

Almost all international students who can enter NYU have one of the following three characteristics.

The first type, rich local tyrant students.

The second type is the talented and capable student.

The third type is the students who are rich and able.

Su Susu belongs to the third type, although she is not a wealthy person, but for students of the same age, she is already very good.

After all, the biggest advantage she had when she first entered the school was that she had published a collection of works in her third year of high school.

If in addition to the external parental conditions of international students, if the individual level is only compared, then Su Susu is the level at the top of the pyramid.

Even in a prestigious school like New York University, it is extremely rare for an Impressionist artist who has held many solo exhibitions and has many fans.

Although her personal art essence is mostly seen in her impressionist works such as "Hudson River" and "Girl in the Rising Sun", the most widely known is her "Spider-Man", "The Avengers" and other serialized comics.

As a traditional artist, Su Susu serialized comics, which was criticized by many conservatives in the art world, thinking that this was a waste of talent that was not doing his job.

There are even old professors in the school, who say to his face that Su Susu's commercial atmosphere is too strong, which is not conducive to long-term artistic development.

Su Susu, as a celebrity in the United States, looks relatively petite and cute, and naturally there is no shortage of suitors in New York University, whether it is an American or a Chinese, there is a lot of success.

Professor Therese's office.

The female professor wearing unilateral glasses looked at the petite girl with a beautiful face in front of her, reached out to take the other party's art design, and silently flipped through it.

The professor was almost sixty years old, fine wrinkles crept up her face, she had a full head of fine silver curls, and her emerald green pupils showed a wise gaze, and she looked at the work and then looked up at the girl in front of her.

She flipped through the works and asked casually, "Sue, are you quite tired these days?"

"I'm not tired, Professor. ”

Su Susu shook her head, but there was obviously a hint of weakness in her tone.

"You're tired, Sue. Professor Therese shook his head, casually pointed to the picture on it, and looked up at Su Susu: "There is a message in your painting, that is, you are tired. ”

When an artist is creating, it is easy to bring his own emotions into his works, and a mature artist can naturally send an emotional signal to the audience through his paintings.

"Professor, I..."

Looking directly at the professor's serious eyes, Su Susu smiled a little bitterly.

I didn't expect my emotions to be so obvious that even the professor could see it at a glance.

Professor Theres's face did not have any superfluous expressions, and there was a graceful artistic temperament exuding from his body, which was the precipitation of time and years, and was not comparable to a new artist like Su Susu.

"Art is not a simple artificial skill, it is the transmission of the feelings experienced by every painter, and only the works painted out of affection can have the possibility of affecting people's emotions and bringing everyone a feeling of sadness or pain, joy or loneliness. ”

She glanced at Su Susu's homework a few times and whispered.

"I was blown away by your talent, and you were also very hard and humble, and you didn't slack off because of your talent. - Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to draw something like that. I'm proud to have students like you, as long as you can continue to improve at such a rapid pace, in another twenty or Chinese New Year's Eve years, the whole of America... No, the art world of the whole world has a place for you. ”

"You're going to surpass me, and even surpass other professors, and I hope that day will come. ”

Professor Terrese looked at Su Susu with a kind face, as if he were looking at his own daughter.

Fine arts have no borders or races, and any art can transcend all boundaries, which is the most basic common exchange, and is not affected by other factors.

Su Susu's talent and hard work, as well as her high-spirited girlish posture, made Professor Terrese seem to see her younger self.

"I..."

Su Susu pursed her lips and stopped talking.

"But—" Professor Tremes paused for a few seconds, then shifted, "Before you were an artist, you were a normal girl first. A normal girl with a campus life she likes, spending in a lively shopping mall, enjoying afternoon tea with friends, traveling elegantly around the world, going in and out of high-end top parties, and... A lover that fascinates you. ”

"I was like you when I was younger, or a few years younger than you are now. It was in a small town on the West Coast, and I admired and liked the big boy in my neighborhood, and the wind was blowing the wheat waves, and I was standing in the distance, with only each other in my eyes. ”

Professor Therese's expression was a little nostalgic, full of an inexplicable nostalgia.

"Did we get together after that?"

Su Susu couldn't help but interject and asked.

I didn't expect the old professor to have such gossip, but the other party can actually say it without hesitation, which can only show that the other party really attaches importance to his own student.

"Sue, the result is not important, it is the process that matters. As an artist, you have to understand where the destination is, it's not that important, it's what you think..."

Professor Terrese looked at the Chinese girl in front of him and smiled kindly.

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When Su Susu came out of the professor's office, it was already twenty minutes later, she looked at the bright sunlight outside, and talked about a lot of things with the professor just now, and the suppressed emotions in her heart relaxed slightly.

The old professor is like the best life coach, she will not deliberately give conclusions and answers, but will only listen silently on the sidelines, and let Su Susu think about the essence of the problem by herself.

Su Susu walked out of the teaching building and left the indoor heating, and the cold wind outside made her shrink her neck slightly.

It's early winter in New York, the November sun is no longer hot, but a little high, the weather is dropping every day, and many girls are beginning to put on their coats and wrap their fair skin under their clothes.

Su Susu was wearing a leather jacket and a short skirt on thick onesie tights, which didn't look too thick, her body was not sour and cold, but her heart was inexplicably cold.

In the past few days, she has been busy with the design of her works, except for going home to eat, sleep and class, she spends the rest of her time in the art room, and she rarely touches the outside world.

"I always felt a little uneasy. ”

Su Susu took out a green beret from her bag, her snow-white face was a little sad, and she whispered to herself.

Since returning from Paris, she has rarely been in contact with her lover, and although she sometimes makes phone calls, she always feels that there is a barrier between the two, like an insurmountable chasm, which makes people hesitate.

Whether it is the green hat handed over by Sister Hua, or the lover secretly contacting Lin Youluo behind his back, it is a thorn in the throat that is difficult to swallow.

It hurts so much to get stuck in it.

"It's better to find a chance to reconcile with Bai Xiaosheng, just like this, the Cold War will only increase the contradictions. ”

Su Susu thought so, and chose to forgive those thorns.

She took out her mobile phone and found someone to book a ticket for the afternoon, estimating that she would be able to meet Bai Xiaosheng in Los Angeles tonight.

Putting away the phone and looking at the stairs at her feet, a smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth.

For the time being, I am not going to tell my lover, but I have to surprise each other.