There are some things I can only say now, and I'm afraid I'll forget about them in a while.

My name is Xin Ru, with Xin Ru's bitter bitterness, with Xin Ru's bitter Ru, I am a painter, but I am not a person who can draw.

That day, at a drawing contest, I smashed the trophy for first place, and the loud bang brought the whole arena to a freeze for a while, and then I was despised by almost everyone as expected.

I don't want fake sympathy, I'd rather be truly hateful disdain.

Do you know how their first place was chosen? Every painter on the stage stood next to their work and praised their work, and there was a circle of people in front of the stage, bidding high and low. In the end, whoever buys the highest price at auction will be selected for the top of the competition.

No, and the judges, I missed the most important point, there are three highly respected painters standing in front of the stage, and their paintings are considered to be hard to find.

The rules are based on pricing, and then they are mainly subject to their seemingly professional evaluation.

So, after I smashed the trophy that won the first place, I scolded them by the way.

If you know that the first Lan Yunwei is the son of two other million-dollar painters who are not here today, and who are on a par with their judges, if you know that I am a person who has painted more paintings than written since I was a child, and I don't even have the qualifications to enter the art world.

In that case, I don't believe it, you are me, you can not be angry at all.

"You are all well-known painters in the art world, and you are a role model for all those who love to paint, but if you look at you, you look at the competition system, from the price of the round of wins and losses, by the prestige of the high and low. You're artists, you're not businessmen! If you want money, fame and fortune, why do you need to take on the word literature and art!? The last sentence made my voice hoarse.

The voices are boiling, some people cover their faces and laugh until their big teeth laugh off, some people mumble with fuel and vinegar for fear that the world will not be chaotic, and some people look quite angry, I don't know what he's angry with me... It's that these three old guys are quite calm.

"Judging by the painting, little girl, we have seen all the entries, and the bidding is just an additional reward for every painter. The first place this time is indeed a dusty style, and the painting style is strange, just on this strange word, and it happens to be Lan Yunwei, you see that his parents are not here. We don't look at people! "The judge on the left who spoke first was named Yu Zhanyou, Million Painters, I've heard of it.

"Look at the painting or not at the person? So a few lazy strokes can be a treasure for you, how can I be convinced? "I looked at the long-awaited number one Lan Yunwei—the young man in his early twenties, with his nostrils facing upwards and his peach blossom eyes, full of fun, and he didn't look at me.

My cool tone was heartfelt: "Just because of talent, is it also a strange painting?" Art is an unpredictable thing, anyway, the appraisal results are yours, in the pricing results, everyone is the same, everyone says yes, that's good, right? ”

Lan Yunwei's empty vision could not hold anything, and he didn't even look at me. I was surprised when I was talking to him, but he ignored him.

"It is precisely because art is unpredictable that it is precious, and how many people in the world can really understand the Mona Lisa? Little girl, you don't look big, who gave you the courage and confidence to dare to point fingers at us here? "All I know is that this man's surname is Zhang, another million painters.

"I have painted more pictures than I have written, and I have painted more paintings than you have seen!" This is my confidence, in fact, this is the only confidence I have.

"Anyone can talk about it, don't make people laugh and be generous when you say this!" This surname Duan's speech is extremely harsh.

"I'm not convinced!"

"Since you're not convinced, then take out your painting for everyone to see, and let everyone present evaluate it together, are you willing?" The last person to speak was a female painter, she I know, her name is Zhou Zhilan, she once refused to sell a million-dollar painting, an artist should have the spirit of an artist, and should not go around like a salesman to promote his own products, that is not a product, that is a work, it is a work of art.

"Zhou Mubai!" I didn't take out my paintings, what I said before about me is true, please don't doubt it, even though I have painted so many paintings, but I...

Zhou Mubai was behind the stage, he was the second, but I felt that he should be the first, so I stubbornly made a big fuss for him. I didn't want to muddy the waters, I didn't have the skills to get through the sky.

The result was that I was kicked out with Zhou Mubai, and I didn't win the title of first place for him, and the latter seemed to say that the first person was mixed up by me and became another woman surnamed Yu. If he really deserves his name, why should he become? You say yes!

Zhou Mubai was also angry, and he said to me: "Ruru, do you know how difficult it is for me to get to this position today? The literary and artistic world is a place where the water is very deep, especially now, not only deep but also turbid, if you want to have a foothold, you can't be clumsy, you have to..."

"Kitsch?"

He stopped talking, and looked at me with the disappointment in his eyes that "the children can't be taught".

I clumsily held my head high, and he felt even more helpless at my insistence.

He turned around and walked forward briskly with a frown, and I called him several times, but he ignored me.

I could only pretend to cry and keep telling my grievances after him: "Am I easy? I've painted so many paintings, but I've never been recognized by anyone... I wonder, what kind of nonsensical art student am I? It's better for me to be a sports student with developed limbs, how fair it is, just run hard, one is one, two is two, one sweat is one gain, how much people have nothing to say! ”

I chattered all the way, I didn't really cry, I just said, my heart is big, my heart is worn out so big.

Suddenly, he turned back to me coldly and yelled: "That's why you can't get in, you just paint millions of more paintings, and you are still unknown, Xin Ru, do you understand?" Painting is not just painting, painting is a god, soul and human touch! ”

Zhou Mubai is such a gentle person, he actually yelled at me, I was born on the same day, the same month, the same year as him, and grew up with childhood sweethearts. I thought that no matter how much I did it, the whole world would hate me, and he would still be on my side, and I liked painting because of him, but now, even he is talking about me.

I'm a man of backbone, I turned around and ran, running and running, I didn't want my head to move, the unbreakable knot wrenched my nerves so much.

Now he is chasing me from behind, Zhou Mubai can't outrun me, although he is a man, but he has been weak and sickly since he was a child.

He shouted at me, he kept shouting at me, I blocked my ears and just ran fast without listening, and then I didn't know if I had been in a car accident or had fallen into the sewer, and I forgot all about it, everything that had to do with Xinru here.

And then it's the real beginning of the story.,It seems to happen a long, long time ago.,And it seems to happen a long, long time later.,In short, it's a new beginning.,If you want to remember all of the above, then help me remember it first.,Anyway, I'm forgetting now.。