Although he had a intention in his heart, Fang Yi didn't go to the school or other institution such as the teaching room to mention this matter right now, anyway, it was about to be a holiday, so he would take a rest first.

And Christmas is coming soon, and my parents will come to Paris this time, so I don't think it's a good choice to drop out of school and give my parents as a Christmas gift for the holidays. Save that for next semester! Thinking like this, Fang Yi put out the cigarette in his hand, got up and shook towards his nest.

I opened the door and walked into my room, and everything became easy again, and I changed into a soft casual dress. Standing in front of the easel again, Fang Yi glanced at the easel not far from Beronica, the two on it were so intimately entangled, all showing Beronica's love for herself, the color was gentle and romantic, Beronica was constantly improving, it seemed that the relationship between the two gave this woman infinite fantasy and sweetness, and opened a door to Beronica, the door to the dream kingdom, and the color blocks composed of warm colors shone on the canvas Fang Yi's heart.

Feeling the love on his girlfriend's canvas, Fang Yi took down his unfinished work and put it on a framed frame.

After thinking about the frame, Fang Yi lifted the pen and did not sign his name on the canvas as usual, but glanced at the painting of Beronica next to him, and after looking at it for five minutes, he blended brown with a little blue on the canvas in front of him, and wrote in Chinese on the white background: My Beronica, my lover. It's not that I can't break free from this slender thread, but I don't want to break free, because I'm afraid that I won't see the smile on your face when I look back.

Finished writing these words. Fang Yi thinly covered the text with a layer of oil, then took a round-tipped paintbrush and blended a dazzling golden color at the bottom of the canvas, spreading the background color of the canvas exposed, and after laying the background color, he used the brush to depict the blue of lavender and blue flower ribbons on the bottom. Rolling like blue waves, pervading the distance and the sky. And the sky shone with an intoxicating silvery blue. Between the lavender ridges, Beroni's glossy face in a light-coloured printed dress was blurred. But laughing and leaning forward, he ran forward among the ridges, turned his head and looked at the sky, and rolled the kite string in one hand. In the other hand, he tugged at the slender kite string. And flying in mid-air was Fang Yi, whose limbs were stretched into large characters and dressed in a black suit, between the two, the color block squeezed out an arc and bent gently.

Fang Yi responded to his girlfriend's painting, and the romantic feelings on the canvas were about to come out, with strong colors and intertwined brushstrokes, all of which told the passion of couples in love for each other.

Putting down the paintbrush in his hand, Fang Yi looked at his work carefully. After watching it for half an hour, he shook his head and said softly: "Not enthusiastic enough!" ”。 The colors of the picture are warm. But if you can't show your feelings for Beronica now, it's like a pale blue flame buried in your heart, and although it doesn't look hot, it can melt rock. Not far away, there is a canvas of his girlfriend, which strongly shows Beronica's love for herself.

Fang Yi wanted to respond, a more enthusiastic and passionate response, and now the colors on the canvas could not satisfy Fang Yi, Fang Yi wanted the kind of color that was as hot as magma.

After saying this, Fang Yi clasped his hands in front of his chest, thinking about how to make his picture more enthusiastic, how to make the colors in the canvas more expressive of his enthusiasm. Obviously, the colors on the canvas are far from satisfying their needs.

Taking the canvas off, Fang Yi began to ponder how to express his colors more powerfully.

In the next few days, Fang Yi fell into this kind of contemplation when he had nothing to do, and just got up one morning. looked at the roof on the head bed, and Beronica beside her was sweet, snuggling up to Fang Yi's side, breathing quietly and gently, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

All this made Fang Yi obsessed, and he stretched out his hand and gently swept his girlfriend's face with his fingers, with a quiet warmth in his eyes. At this time, something suddenly popped up in Fang Yi's mind, that is, some people studied that Van Gogh may be a color blind, that is to say, he saw fewer colors than ordinary people, which made his pictures more colorful than others.

"I can be colorblind too!" Fang Yi pursed his lips and muttered softly in his heart. Thinking of this, a flash of light flashed in his head, and he immediately got up from the bed and entered the studio, and put the original painting back on the easel.

Then it came into my mind, and turned off one of the three primary colors of light in the original color column, the three primary colors of light are red, green and blue, red and green are yellow, red and blue are magenta, blue and green are blue, and three colors are white.

After turning off a color, Fang Yi looked at the canvas and his color dropped, and the original blue lavender color was much darker.

When the whole picture almost completely changed color, Fang Yi was a little at a loss. Fang Yi himself is not color blind, that is, he has seen normal colors, but now it is as if he has entered another visual space. The colors in my mind are still there, but they are different from the colors on my canvas.

After looking at it for a while, Fang Yi really didn't know how to concoct the color in his mind, so he had to turn up the blue again, so that the color of the lavender was a little thicker.

How to raise such a color to the kind displayed in his mind, Fang Yi thought carefully again. Combining from Yves? Professor Sahner learned about color in class, and Fang Yi began to organize in his mind to use other color combinations to brighten blue.

Theory is that knowledge is always very simple, but in practice it is quite difficult, Fang Yi had to turn up the color in his mind a little higher, it seemed a little weaker than the color in his mind.

Immersed in the depiction, Fang Yi brought the colors on the canvas to the colors in his mind, then put down the brush in his hand, turned the colors in his mind back to normal, and observed his canvas from the perspective of a normal person.

The blue is very bright and bright, very attractive, but it conflicts with the other colors on the canvas, and the blue on the canvas covers the other colors and negates the main color. Obviously, in terms of works, this painting is not a good work.

"Yi! This blue color is so eye-catching! Beronica watched Fang Yi put down the paintbrush and walked over and said softly: "People don't feel that they are attracted by it, and they can't see you and me on the canvas!" ”。

Reaching out to wrap his girlfriend into his arms, Fang Yi kissed Beronica's cheek: "I suddenly remembered to study the color, this is just the beginning, and it will slowly get better in the future!" I want to express our relationship perfectly, and the existing colors are not rich enough for me! ”。

Beronica looked at Fang Yile's smiling face: "If you can raise the color of the whole painting by a color scale, then it will be beautiful!" ”

"That's what I thought!" Fang Yi stretched out his hand and scratched it on Beronica's face.

"How did you do that? Paint the blue so gorgeously! Beronica looked at the canvas and asked Fang Yi.

Regarding Belonica's question, Fang Yi naturally couldn't honestly say that he could adjust the colors seen by his eyes, and it was like a myth to say it, so it was better to find a reason.

"Listened to Professor Saneh's lectures, and then combined with his theories, some subtle and invisible complementary colors were used!" Fang Yi explained.

Beronica listened to Fang Yi's explanation, and then directly picked up the paintbrush and stuffed it into Fang Yi's hand: "You draw it for me!" Just say where I understand! ”。

For his girlfriend's request, where would Fang Yi refuse, after Beronica helped Fang Yi change into a canvas, Fang Yi painted the same blue as the lavender ridge on the blank canvas as he spoke.

"Draw again!" Beronica watched Fang Yi finish speaking, raised her head leaning on Fang Yi's shoulder and said to her boyfriend again: "I haven't understood much yet!" ”。

Stretched out his hand and patted his girlfriend's buttocks: "Let's talk about it after eating, what time is it now!" My stomach is drumming! ”。

"Then I'll call and order pizza!" When Beronica heard this, she let go of her hands wrapped around Fang Yi's waist and walked towards the living room, and began to call and order food.

Watching his girlfriend call, Fang Yi looked at his canvas, and now Fang Yi is sure that he has found a way, a way to make his picture more beautiful, and he has to explore and complete it by himself, Fang Yi believes that his support and performance of color will go to a higher level. At that time, the colors of your canvas will be richer and more beautiful!

When I think of this, I can't help but feel happy, and the more I think about it, the happier I become. When Beronica re-entered the studio, she immediately hugged her girlfriend and spun around, shouting loudly: "I've found my way!" ”。

"Put me down!" Bellonica began to feel a little dizzy after a few circles, Fang Yi's excitement turned too fast, not only was Beronica a little dizzy, but even Fang Yi himself was a little dizzy.

Putting down his girlfriend, Fang Yi gave Beronica a long kiss fiercely, and then held Beroni's face with both hands and said, "Xie Lu Xie, you made me see a new direction!" ”。

In the past, Fang Yi didn't think about how to make the color of the canvas more beautiful, but every time he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out, and the things in his hand were ignored by himself, but today, in order to show his feelings for his girlfriend, Fang Yi suddenly thought of Van Gogh's matter, and couldn't help but think of the things in his mind. Now a new road seems to have appeared under their feet, as the saying goes: stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, it takes no effort to get it!

"Do I still have credit?" Beronica looked at Fang Yi and said.

"Of course! You are my muse! Fang Yi gave his girlfriend a long kiss and then opened his mouth to say. (To be continued......)