Chapter Thirty-Eight: It's Fucking Amazing!
With the support of Professor Wei, Professor Qu came to the door of Li Tong's studio rented off campus.
Before entering the door, Professor Wei shouted first: "What kind of place to rent, it's a shame for Lao Tzu!"
Professor Qu glanced at Professor Wei, he didn't understand, in this world, how could so many people be able to lose his Wei Qun's face?
Is his Wei Qun's face RMB?
One broke free, and the other picked it up?
Li Tong's studio is on the second floor of an old-fashioned residential area, and Professor Qu carefully ascends the stairs with one hand on Professor Wei's shoulder and the other on the wall.
"Tuk Tuk!"
Professor Qu reached out and knocked on the security door of Li Tong's studio.
"Who?" Li Tong was painting, and looked up and asked.
"I! old song!" Professor Qu said in a loud voice.
As soon as he heard Professor Qu's voice, Li Tong hurriedly put down the painting tools in his hand and trotted to open the door.
"Professor Qu, why are you here?" Li Tong's eyes were full of joy.
He looked at it, and Professor Qu was followed by Professor Wei, whose face was as black as Bao Gong, and he hurriedly invited the two teachers into the door.
"Professor Qu, Professor Wei, I'm pretty simple here, I don't even have a cup of hot tea, so you can drink some mineral water." β
Li Tong courteously offered two bottles of mineral water.
Professor Qu took it, unscrewed it, and raised his head to take a sip.
"But I was so thirsty that I didn't drink a sip of water at the meeting just now. It's still Li Tong's place to drink saliva. β
Li Tong gave up his seat to the two professors.
Professor Wei blackened his face the whole time.
I have to say that Professor Wei's childish anger is spent on the sentence "embarrassing Lao Tzu's face", and his ability to make awkward troubles with people is also first-class.
After arguing with Professor Qu, after arguing with his wife, after arguing with his wife, and arguing with Li Tong, every time he still looked like Dou E had wronged him, and he was also drunk.
"Professor Wei, you drink water. Li Tong cautiously handed the mineral water on the table to Professor Wei again.
"I don't drink!"
Professor Wei had been able to support Professor Qu all the way over, but now when he saw Li Tong, he hooked up the evil spirit of the previous two days.
It's okay to be scolded by Min Chang in person today, anyway, Min Chang is not a good thing.
But in the past two days, he can't read the comments under his old man's Weibo, #ιηΎ€#δΈ€δΈͺεθΏε€©ε€©ι½ζε¨ηζδΈ, can he not be angry!
The comments of those netizens are thousands of times more difficult to listen to than what Min Chang said, "Draw your P() shares and ****".
Professor Wei's painting style under Weibo is like this:
"Tut-tut, it's really rich to make ghosts grind! Wang Xiaocong gives money, this Li Tong is willing to paint anything!"
"Money can make a mill. Wang Xiaocong gave some more money and asked Li Tong to draw a few pieces of soap. β
"Hey, Biaozi is ruthless, the drama is meaningless, how can the art circle be like this. The world is going down. β
"That's it, where there are genius artists, it's all commercial hype. After the frying is over, it's not that the owner asks him to draw anything, he will draw anything?"
"Well, it's a world of capital manipulation. Wei Qun is just a dog leg of capital. β
This Li Tong is probably the scapegoat for capital operation. The previous "Water Lily" must have been ghostwritten by Wei Qun. Pushing his own students out to block the gun, this professor is really good enough. β
"Hehe, beautiful picture. Why didn't the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television say that these are three customs. β
"There's a bit of common sense upstairs, and this matter should be managed by the United States. @ζζ±"
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At the same time, the major celebrities in the art circle are also not too big to see the excitement, and they keep @Wei Qun, spraying him for insulting Sven, and the students he brought out are full of copper smell, drawing pictures of beautiful women.
Therefore, Professor Wei's anger is not unreasonable.
"Li Tong told you to drink water, and you took it. Oh, if you help me for a long time, you're not thirsty?"
Professor Qu took the water from Li Tong's hand for Professor Wei, disgusted with him.
"Li Tong, how are you painting?" Professor Qu ignored Professor Wei and took the initiative to talk to Li Tong.
He also watched Li Tong enter the Zhongyang Academy of Fine Arts, and he believed that Li Tong would not draw anything out of the ordinary.
"I'm done, Professor Qu. Li Tongxiang said with a smile.
"So fast?"
Before Professor Qu could answer, Professor Wei turned around first: "Don't be some ghost drawing, right?"
"Is it a ghost drawing, can you just go over and see it?" Professor Qu stood firmly on Li Tong's side, scolding Lao Wei.
"I'm not going!"
Professor Wei twisted his body again. Although Li Tong's sketchpad was facing away from them, he only had to walk a few steps to see Li Tong's paintings.
But he just deliberately didn't get up.
"Okay, okay, you don't look at it, you have backbone!" Professor Qu stood up helplessly, and gave Professor Wei a thumbs up, "I'll go see the head office first, right?"
As he spoke, Professor Qu stood up on the table and walked to the painting "Mona Lisa" with Li Tong's support!
Heh-
As soon as Professor Qu stood still and glanced at the picture, he felt a cool air hit the pavement, waking up his mind.
"This is ......," Professor Qu was speechless.
I saw that the painting was a European woman, who had lost her luster due to the passage of time.
But the woman's smile attracted Professor Qu's attention so deeply that he couldn't take his eyes off it.
He could even feel the pulse beating in the recess of the Mona Lisa's throat!
It's so realistic!
Professor Qu almost had the urge to cry at the painting.
All paintings can only express stillness, not movement, moments, not processes, space, not time.
But this painting ββ!
And it did it all!!
How can this not be exciting, how can it not be exciting?
Even this painting touched the long-sealed emotional throbbing in Professor Qu's heart.
"What???Where did you die?"
Seeing Professor Qu's stunned expression standing in front of the drawing board, Professor Wei couldn't help but tease him.
But at this moment, Professor Qu didn't hear any of his words at all, as if he had completed a love affair through time and space with the Mona Lisa on the canvas across the canvas.
"Breathtaking beauty. Professor Qu sighed.
Professor Wei put Professor Qu's expression solemn, and he couldn't help but raise his feet and walk to the canvas.
Heh-
As soon as Professor Wei's gaze touched the canvas from the side, he was stunned!
He has been painting oil paintings for so many years, and he has never seen such a painting.
Professor Wei stepped forward in three steps and two steps, pushed Professor Qu away, regardless of the plaster cast on his feet, and then occupied the best position to appreciate the painting.
"Are you sick?!" Professor Qu immediately fell on his back, and he spat Wei Qun in annoyance.
He was not annoyed that Wei Qun pushed himself down, he was angry that Wei Qun interrupted him to appreciate this future heirloom work!
"What the fuck did you draw this??"
Professor Wei's eyes widened!!
What kind of prodigy has he cultivated in the past four fucking years?
Wei Qun was now eager to kneel down and kowtow to himself three times to show his worship.
"You see, her eyes move. β
Professor Wei moved his steps slightly around the canvas, "Forward, backward, left, right, even if you stand parallel to her, this woman's eyes are always looking at you......"
Professor Qu looked at his plaster-wrapped leg with some resentment, and then finally became angry with Professor Wei: "What the hell are you talking about, can Lao Tzu be like you now, shaking back and forth, left and right, why don't you help me up!"
Li Tong helped Professor Qu up, and he dragged his plaster leg and barely walked a few steps.
Wei Qun is right, no matter from which angle you look at it, this woman's eyes are looking at the viewer.
Moreover, the perspective relationship of this painting makes the woman in the painting seem to be three-dimensional as if she is a living person.
In particular, the left and right backgrounds are not in perspective, and when viewed from left to right, the Mona Lisa seems to be gradually descending, and vice versa, she seems to be gradually rising.
"It's so fucking amazing!" Professor Wei started the foul language loop.