"Mobius, do you want to come to our Tianman?"

"Come on, He Chen, you ask me this question every day when we meet, if it weren't for knowing that you have a beautiful girlfriend, I would have doubted whether you were a. ”

Mobius, in his fifties, has the iconic hooked nose of Europe and the United States, and the hair on the top of his head is sparse, but he is in good spirits. With bright eyes and sharp gaze, with his emaciated and gloomy face, he is a sinister villain.

Although his smile looks a little cold, he is a good person with a free and easy personality and is very talkative.

Mobis and He Chen talked familiarly, of course, with Ling Yan as the translator, and Mobis did not understand Chinese.

At the exchange meeting, Mobis and He Chen met, and he was very interested in the person who created the comics, he himself could speak well, and He Chen also intended to make friends, and the two soon became friends.

These days, no matter where he is, every time He Chen sees him, he will ask him the same question, and he always refuses very simply.

"The Chinese pronunciation of your name is, if you want to doubt, you doubt yourself first. Come to Tianman, come to me, we can exchange comic 'art' every day, and you can also watch the production process of "My Neighbor Totoro", even if you want to draw a full-color poster of "EVA" by yourself, no problem!"

From the conversation, He Chen knew that Mobis liked "My Neighbor Totoro" and "EVA" very much, he was fascinated by the fairy tale color of "My Neighbor Totoro", and he was fascinated by the delicate sci-fi metal style of "EVA".

So He Chen used these two to lure him, but He Chen didn't have any hope in his heart, and his tone was calm. It's a routine. Because Morbis would always refuse him without hesitation.

"Tsk. What a heart-warming invitation. It's a pity, if you could have been born thirty years earlier, I would have gone with you immediately. Mobis said regretfully, he looked at He Chen with a smile, his eyes flashing, "The comics you created are the greatest innovation of this century, and you have made me see an infinite world." I want to draw the world...... If I join Tianman, it will make me feel like I'm locked up, and then I won't be able to draw the infinite world in my heart. I'm a person who yearns for freedom and doesn't like to be constrained, so I opened a magazine to make it easier for me to draw comics. Besides, if Tianman has no opponent, won't you be bored?

Morbius was more than twice as old as He Chen, but his blood not only did not cool down, but boiled even more than He Chen.

He Chen sighed slightly in his heart. It seems that becoming an adversary is inevitable.

"Every time you dig me, then I'll dig you once. Are you interested in coming to Europe to further explore the higher realms of art? Your artistic talent is amazing, and you are proficient in all styles of painting, but you are only in China, which is the mecca of ink painting. Europe is the mecca of oil painting and gouache painting, and only here can you feel the unique charm hidden in it, just as if you want to feel ink painting, you have to go to China. I think you're the only one who can go one step further now!"

He Chen adhered to his principle of "not talking", and at the exchange meeting, he would only briefly say a few words unless others asked him about the content of the comics. At other times, he always remains "taciturn", giving people the appearance of not being good at words. In fact, it is crazy to absorb the "pretending posture" of this group of masters, so that it can be used to deal with other occasions in the future.

He Chen's reputation is outside, and everyone will not think that He Chen is a person who deceives the world and steals his name - a new art form is not something that can be blown out casually, these are real achievements.

However, Ling Qianshan thought that He Chen was too modest, so he asked He Chen to talk more about his own opinions, and confirm each other with everyone, the impact of thoughts, the collision of ideas, and the integration of souls can go to a higher level.

Even brought the topic to He Chen several times, it seems that Ling Qianshan not only promotes He Chen, but also seems to want He Chen to be his successor, a representative of the Chinese art world.

Although he had good intentions, it also made He Chen feel insulted in his heart, he was dumb and ate Coptis chinensis, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering.

He was well aware of the principle of saying more and making more mistakes, so he took advantage of the opportunistic approach and simply replaced it with live painting.

From sketches, comics, ink paintings, oil paintings, and gouache paintings, they all showed their own unique "pretending and forcing skills", not to mention the level, the speed of painting alone frightened countless masters here, and showed what is called "super big touch" in front of these "big touches".

When they savored the live paintings shown by He Chen, their hearts were even more shocked.

He Chen's painting is the scene of the exchange meeting, depicting the scene on one side in various styles-He Chen's external director zhì is the best at painting this kind of painting with references.

But in the eyes of the masters, this has another meaning - it is not preparation, it is improvisation, and each style is excellent, and all the characteristics are extremely well mastered.

Generally speaking, mastering one of them is enough to be called a master. But now the strength of several paintings that He Chen has shown can be called proficient.

Everyone discussed the content of He Chen's on-site paintings, and asked He Chen about his deep meaning.

He Chen said calmly, the painting is there, you see. Then he stood aside, and whether he understood or didn't understand everyone's analysis of the painting, he smiled, or nodded, but in short, he didn't speak. And everyone is also analyzing with interest, and they admire He Chen even more.

He Chen was thinking in his heart,, you are worthy of being an artist, how did you all see these contents!

Then he tried to jot it down so that he might be able to use it later.

The exchange meeting went very smoothly and smoothly, and the masters also had a deeper understanding of He Chen's bottomless strength, and called He Chen the son of art, born specifically for art, an unprecedented super genius.

So Mobis had the idea of leaving He Chen behind, they felt that He Chen should not be from Huaxia, He Chen should be from the whole world!

"Morbius, you don't have to talk in vain. ”

Regarding Mobis's invitation, Ling Qianshan directly refused with a smile. Although Ling Qianshan and Mobius have different pursuits (Ling Qianshan hopes to revitalize Chinese culture. Promote the Chinese culture to the world. And Mobius is in pursuit of art). However, he often communicates about the development and prospects of art, and he can be regarded as an old friend for many years.

The pursuit of the two cannot distinguish between the superior and the inferior, and it can only be said that the concepts are different.

Just as the treasures left behind by countless artists are contributions to the art world, the contributions of those who promote art are equally important.

"Ling Qianshan, how do you know that I am just talking in vain? Maybe He Chen's heart moved, so he agreed, after all, he walked out. can see a broader world, and his future will be more dazzling than you and me. Mobis said exaggerated to Ling Qianshan, and then winked at He Chen.

"Hey, then you ask him. ”

Ling Qianshan simply handed him over to He Chen directly,

Mobis looked at He Chen: "He Chen, what do you think?"

"Not interested. He Chen replied lightly, just as Mobis rejected him, he also rejected Mobius.

Art is like a mirage that can't be beaten by him, and it's like a mirage from afar. Unless He Chen is one day pierced by someone else's soul, how can he give up comics to pursue art - unless art can give him the characters in comics.

Mobis let out an exaggerated sigh of regret. It was as if He Chen had given up something very valuable.

Then he glanced at Ling Yan, with a suspicious gaze, looking at this beautiful woman full of oriental classical atmosphere, and his tone was full of malicious distrust: "Ling Yan, you must be with your grandfather, I know that you must have translated my words wrongly, or translated He Chen's words into the opposite meaning!

Ling Yan looked at the master calmly, and in a light voice, he replied indifferently: "Huaxia's language is one word and one sound, and He Chen's answer is three sounds. ”

"That's 'I do'!" replied immediately.

For Master Mobius, who began to play scoundrels, Ling Yan directly used He Chen's best placement to play, directly shielding it from his eyes, ears, and brain, and the world was quiet as soon as he could.

Ling Qianshan, you are too insidious, you actually betrayed your granddaughter and used beauty tricks to tie up He Chen...... You are a disgrace to the art of art, if He Chen fails to reach that deeper realm in the end, you will be a sinner in the entire art world! Do you think that you have a granddaughter, I also have a granddaughter!" Morbius's brain is like a wild dog, running wild on the infinite path of thought.

Ling Yan didn't translate, took a sip of the authentic French red wine brought by Mobius, sour and filled his mouth, Ling Yan frowned slightly, feeling that Asamiko's black tea was delicious, and retorted to Mobius: "If my memory is correct, you only have one granddaughter, and you should be less than 3 years old......

......There was a strange silence for a while, and Mobis suddenly asked Ling Yan to translate for He Chen, and he asked He Chen, what does it mean to invite everyone to gather in the open air on the rooftop of the hotel on this cold day, and is there any mysterious ceremony to be held?

Mobis picked up a round piece of bread, took a bite, a strange taste stimulated his taste buds, made him frown, chewed for a long time before swallowing hard, then put the cake aside, and quickly used red wine to restore his vitality, through the light and moonlight, several kinds of nuts could be seen.

"Mid-Autumn Festival, this is the ancient festival of China......" He Chen tasted red wine and popularized the culture of traditional Chinese festivals to the invited art masters.

And the reason for this gathering is that in a foreign country, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the system once again sent a gift package.

"Mid-Autumn Festival Gift Pack Unlock Mission: Spread the Chinese Mid-Autumn Festival culture to foreigners. (To be continued......)

PS: Speed up, it's really dragged on here, and I've been thinking for a long time that this is a graphic novel, not an art fair, and the things at the exchange meeting are just brushed aside, after all, there is really nothing to write about (in fact, the author really can't pull things out).

Let's continue to write comics, there are countless things in comics that make me nonsense.

Guess with a prize, what is unlocked this time, guess right, add more.

(I promise, absolutely no one can guess, hahahaha)