But what's wrong?

Wan Changsheng was a little confused in his heart.

The best way to combat this confusion is, of course, to devote yourself to your own creation.

Jia Huanhuan has no interest in the school where Wan Changsheng studied, and only cares about whether Brother Changsheng sleeps well and eats well.

The boys' dormitory of the Academy of Fine Arts usually does not allow girls to enter and exit casually, so Wan Changsheng can only take Jia Huanhuan to visit his principal's office.

The office that used to be empty and tried to be treated with the boss's grandeur was now piled up with a lot of things by Wan Changsheng.

A metal stool with a rotating table on the clay table, Wan Changsheng in the sculpture classroom after seeing the teacher felt very good, he asked the street to make stainless steel doors and windows to weld one, than the sculpture classroom that is more convenient and easy to use.

There is also a lot of yellow mud piled up on the half-section platform between the four tripods.

Now, like the clay sculpture on the table, the plastic bag is covered to prevent the water inside from evaporating.

There are several rows of half-human-high two-story bookcases against the wall, waist-high so that the counter can also be used as a workbench for stacking paints and equipment and brushes.

Before tinkering with the color of the model, during the military training, Wan Changsheng asked the office director to arrange for it to be done, and now there are so many more things, plus he is still continuing to buy all kinds of professional books, piled up in a dazzling array of places, even the coffee table, side table and desk are full of various professional books, after Wan Changsheng opened online shopping, almost all of them were used to buy books.

Lao Cao really shook his hands and left the Marshall Bluetooth speaker to Wan Changsheng, which is the only entertainment tool in this twenty or thirty square meter office.

This kind of vast professional atmosphere can indeed make all the parents of students feel a strong impact from the moment they walk in, and there is no way to question the professional strength of this young school examination champion, and they are more assured of the quality of teaching here.

Even the managers are so studious, can they make their children's learning poor?

So even after September, there are still new students joining every day, and even one or two a day can bring continuous tuition income.

For the teaching mode of the big pot rice system, ten students are also taught, hundreds of thousands of students, or one star tutor to lead the team, just increase the number of teaching assistants.

Now that the economy is more comfortable, Wan Changsheng immediately increased the hourly remuneration for the teaching assistants, and they have an income of two or three hundred for half a day, which is very good for college students.

But Jia Huanhuan would not be shocked by this environment, and he would not even touch Wan Changsheng's books and painting tools that seemed to be messy, but were actually piled up in his own heart.

skillfully jumped through it: "It's similar to your studio in the Forest of Steles, but it's just a wardrobe?" ”

Indeed, although Wan Changsheng didn't spend the night here much after the start of school, a few clothes and a small blanket for the occasional lunch break could only be hung on the hanger in the corner.

Jia Huanhuan sat on the sofa and began to pack up the folded clothes: "Let's buy a bigger house, in addition to painting, you also have to rest and sleep, Sister Wen and I can also cook you something to eat." ”

Wan Changsheng almost blurted out, what she would do to eat, all relied on a strong desire to survive: "Don't mention her, I've learned a lesson, and now I don't have anything to do with any girls, I was wrong, really wrong!" ”

Jia Huanhuan was more apologetic than him: "Ah, okay, okay, I don't say it, I don't say it, I really think she's good, I often chat with her and ask for ideas, don't say it......"

Wan Changsheng is not evasive: "Maybe she is older than you, and she has a wider vision than us since she was a child, so I used to talk to her a lot of things, but it's just a friendship, she wants to cross this boundary, so she can't accept me, so she cut off contact, I think this is the right way to deal with it, and besides, I have a lot of things to be busy with now, you also put your energy into studying, we will live together together in the future, and she will also find her own life, okay?" ”

Jia Huanhuan slowly lowered her head and folded her clothes, and the office was quiet.

Wan Changsheng hurriedly sat down and coaxed his wife: "Okay, you came so far to see me, don't be unhappy about this, or let's go out to watch a movie now?" Shopping? ”

Huanhuan still shook her head slowly: "I know it's not good for her to rob you with me, but she's really good, I don't understand your affairs, or she taught me, and she never said anything bad about me from you, it's so good-looking......"

Wan Changsheng sighed: "It's wrong from the root, no matter how good it is in the future, we will be husband and wife in the future, she is destroying your family, and you can't interact with her at this point." ”

After saying that, I felt that my tone was really like a kindergarten child bewitching Huanhuan, don't play with Du Wen.

Jia Huanhuan swallowed slowly: "But I think she is really good, the most important thing is that you like her, then I like her too, doesn't grandpa also marry his aunt's wife......"

Wan Changsheng felt that it was better to use administrative means: "Okay, okay, I really won't say it, this is wrong and illegal, don't mention this anymore, let's go out to play?" ”

Jia Huanhuan pouted quietly: "Don't go, you're busy with yours, I'll clean up my things myself." ”

This is the normal state of the young couple at home, Wan Changsheng also needs to quickly clean up his mood, go to the executive desk to turn on a few enclosed lights, and also begin to draw and color his first sculpture model in detail.

Jia Huanhuan finished folding the clothes, took care of the things she could pack on the desktop and cabinet, and leaned back on the sofa to look at the familiar figure, a quiet and busy figure that made her extremely relieved.

I fell asleep after a while.

When Wan Changsheng turned around after finishing a stage, he hurriedly got up and unfolded the small blanket to help Huanhuan lie down and sleep, and then dimmed the headlights.

Sitting on the sofa next to him, looking at the girl under the small blanket with affection, he was stunned for a while, and made up his mind to go out, first found a few sofa cushions for himself to lay on the floor, and then in the large office full of various painting tools and equipment, cut a half-open large format, and then sat there and began to sketch.

There is no need to draft any manuscripts, and the scene of Jia Huanhuan tiptoeing under the stove directly begins on the large drawing board.

Originally, this size was what he was best at, but Wan Changsheng gave up the brushwork lines of traditional Chinese painting and used a sketch technique full of European classical style.

Immersed in such a depiction, the somewhat confused and chaotic mood naturally settled down.

No longer be troubled by that inexplicable emotion, and even enjoy it.

At his speed, this one-meter-tall canvas quickly leaped onto the page.

Enthusiastically, I began to paint with the most gouache paint in the office.

To be precise, up to now, color performance is not Wan Changsheng's strong point, and he usually doesn't take the initiative to paint color, including the famous mural in the second middle school, all of which are controlled by his strong sketching ability, and the color relationship depends on the tone set by Du Wen.

But at this moment, Wan Changsheng just wanted to create this painting that was full of his emotions.

The meaning of creation is that it is all your own freedom to do what you want to do.

This is something that Wan Changsheng has not experienced before, the murals in the temple, the stone carvings in the stele forest, and even the seal in front of the Guanyin Temple have a fixed format for what to do, including when he came to the training class as an art candidate, all the things painted have requirements and cannot be changed at will.

It was the carving of the small Du Wen's head that Wan Changsheng began to embark on the path of independent creation, and when he saw Lao Tong's hearty oil painting splashed with ink, his mind in art was completely awakened.

The blackboard newspaper and the mural in the stadium all have the meaning of restricting play.

Only when you can paint as you want in front of you, without the restrictions of technique, material or even the final result, can you call it creation.

The reason why these artists advocate freedom is because they want to be free to use their imagination and create works that they find satisfying.

At this moment, Wan Changsheng is also experiencing this, feeling and experiencing it from the heart.

Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses.

For many days and nights, I stayed alone in front of the mural, and in the forest of steles, it was the confused little figure who was always with me.

It's a kind of deep affection connected by flesh and blood.

It's all poured into the brush.