There's an old saying that says it best: do what you love, and time flies.

Luan is no exception.

When painting arose, it simply couldn't stop, or didn't want to.

From noon to evening, from evening to early morning, it never stopped. Just like that, relying on his youth and good physical strength, he worked until after 7 o'clock the next morning.

In the middle, I hurriedly ate a dinner, which Zhou Jingni packed back from the store outside.

At this time, a strange phenomenon appeared, or a strange person appeared: Zhou Kun watched as long as Lu An painted, and when he painted until the middle of the night, he saw the middle of the night, and he didn't go home or rest, and his spirit seemed to be better than that of Lu An, who was engaged in creation.

Zhou Jingni left halfway, the students returned to school this afternoon, and there were three self-study classes in the evening, at this juncture, she had to go back to school as the head teacher.

As the last stroke fell, Lu An breathed a sigh of relief, and his mother's painting was finished!

The obsession of the two worlds has come to an end!

After more than 20 hours of non-stop painting, I finally completed the pioneering work.

That's right, Luan called it a pioneer.

Because after painting this painting, he had a strange emotion that was mysterious and mysterious.

I feel that I have sublimated to another level, entered another spiritual world, and nature has been merged and refined by my own thoughts, and there is nothing to fear.

Looking at his long-awaited paintings, looking at the works on which his imagination, cultivation and personality are revealed, Lu An has reached the realm of "what he teaches is not as good as his master's heart", and he already has abstract concepts in his mind, and the ideas of Chinese painting and Western abstract painting coincide in his mind and form his own new direction.

Zhou Kun was also in high spirits, and after watching it intently for a long time, he suddenly asked with anticipation: "Is this painting for sale?" ”

Lu Antou did not reply: "Not for sale." ”

Hearing the word "not for sale", Zhou Kun felt a little lost in his heart, but he took it for granted. If he could create a work like this in his lifetime, he wouldn't sell it.

After a while, Zhou Kun asked the second question: "What is the name of this painting?" ”

Lu Ann said the name he had been in his heart for a long time: "Eternity." ”

Looking at the wide and narrow thick lines swayed by the broad pen and the fast pen on the picture, like the water flowing from a waterfall, there is quite a momentum of a big river going east and pouring thousands of miles; The details are the sinuous lines outlined with fine brushes, subtle and graceful, just like Xiao Qiao's shyness when she first got married. "Eternal", Zhou Kun repeatedly chewed on this "name" in his heart, and felt that it was very good, and it was very suitable for the artistic conception of the painting.

Standing in front of the painting, the two watched for more than 20 minutes, and neither of them spoke, as if they were talking in the painting.

"I knew you two hadn't slept yet?" At half past seven in the morning, Zhou Jingni came over, and as soon as she entered the door, she said such a firm sentence.

She carried two servings of beef noodles in her hand, and specially packed two servings of braised beef for 4 yuan.

"Shouldn't you be at school at this time?" Zhou Kun turned around and asked.

"Don't worry about the two of you, just take the time to come and have a look." Zhou Jingni said, then set her eyes on the oil painting, and asked Lu An for a while:

"Can the teacher take a picture of the finished product?"

Lu An was very hungry now, so he took the beef noodles and ate them wildly on the side, with food in his mouth, and responded vaguely: "You are my teacher, how dare I stop you." ”

Zhou Jingni smiled and took out the camera she had prepared early to shoot.

After eating the powder, Lu An touched the belly of the porcelain and stretched his long lazy waist, his mother's strength was strong again, and the person came back to life.

To be young is to be good.

After washing up, he was ready to go to school.

Zhou Jingni stopped him: "Why don't you go home first and rest for half a day, and then go back to school in the afternoon." ”

Zhang Xuan refused: "Don't worry, teacher, I feel like eating two cows now, I am in good spirits, go back to school first, if I am tired, I will rest on the table." ”

Hearing this, after checking his mental appearance, Zhou Jingni was a lot more relieved.

Out of the courtyard gate, Zhou Kun pulled his tie with his right hand, opened the window and said to the two, "Get in the car, I'll send you over." ”

Without waiting for Lu An to speak, Zhou Jingni had already opened the backseat door and shouted, "Lu An, come up." ”

He wanted to walk, but after holding it at home for so long, he wanted to breathe some fresh air. But both of them shouted that they got in the car, and it was not good to save face.

It's a ten-minute walk away, and the car is just a blink of an eye.

It was student breakfast time, and after Lu An got out of the car and politely said "thank you", he turned around and entered the school gate.

Seeing that his cousin was about to get out of the car, Zhou Kun called out to her in time: "Jingni, wait a minute." ”

"What's the matter with you?"

Hearing the sound, Zhou Jingni looked sideways, closed the open door again, and sat back in the car.

Zhou Kun drove the car to a place with few people, and couldn't wait to ask: "That portrait Lu An sent you?" ”

As soon as this cousin spoke, Zhou Jingni smiled, and instantly understood what it meant: "It's for me, what?" Do you want to buy? ”

Zhou Kun nodded and admitted very simply: "I want to buy it, I bid 10,000 yuan, and you give it to me." ”

Zhou Jingni's red lips opened slightly, and she looked at each other in a daze, like a fool, "Ten thousand? You're not talking in your sleep? ”

Fingers on the steering wheel, clicked, Zhou Kun said: "10 years ago, Chen Danqing's graduation work "XZ Group Painting" was a sensation in the art world, with a great influence, and it moved at home and abroad.

At that time, someone once bid 800, and after ten years, I doubled it 10 times, and added a little more to make a price of 10,000, and you didn't lose money. ”

Last night, I knew that the cousin in front of me valued Lu An's paintings, but I didn't expect to value them so much, Zhou Jingni asked, "What did you buy it for?" Collection? ”

In this matter, Zhou Kun did not hide it: "It is indeed a collection, and I also want to learn the technique." ”

Seeing that her cousin said solemnly, Zhou Jingni hesitated, a painting is worth 10,000 yuan, she doesn't know whether to accept it?

Zhou Kun seemed to see her thoughts, and joked half-truthfully: "This painting is very precious to you and me, but for Lu An, it is a casual thing, you don't have a psychological burden."

is the so-called good wine with beautiful women, it's a big deal that you will quit your job and become a teacher in the future and marry him. ”

Zhou Jingni shook her hair slightly, opened the door and got out of the car to leave, and did not forget to say before leaving: "Hurry up." ”

Seeing his back and leaving through the rearview mirror, Zhou Kun sat quietly in place for a long time, and finally started the car and returned home.

After not sleeping all night, his body was greasy and uncomfortable, Zhou Kun went to the shower room when he entered the house, and under the impact of the rushing waterline, he closed his eyes tightly and was doing a fierce ideological struggle.

It's been 5 years, and I have fulfilled my promise, and I haven't set foot in Shanghai again, nor have I called her again, nor have I harassed her anymore, and I haven't contacted her again.

But this time, he has a desire, a desire that he can't suppress, and wants to contact her...

Ten minutes later, Zhou Kun simply put on a pajama and appeared on the sofa, picked up the earpiece with his left hand, and began to dial with his right hand.

He quickly dialed 5 digits in a row, but when he was about to press the 6th digit, he stopped suddenly.

Eyes staring at the phone stopped!

After a while, he took a deep breath, put the earpiece back, and went into the study.

He was afraid that the phone would go through, and that he would lose control of himself when he heard the voice of his thoughts day and night.

He is even more afraid that the phone will not work, and he will be cut off from contact in this life, so he doesn't know if he will be happy for the rest of his life?

Go to the desk, open the drawer, and find the letter paper that has been prepared for a long time, but has never been written.

Spread out the paper, unscrew the pen, and after a moment of contemplation, start writing...

Guanzhi:

Happy Letters!

I haven't contacted you for several years, and I don't know if I should write to you or if this letter will reach you, but after much thought, I decided to write this letter.

In the past two days, my soul has received a huge shock, the faith of the past 37 years has almost collapsed, and I suddenly realize that all I used to draw is bullshit, living in vain... All of this is because I met a talented genius in oil painting.

His name is Lu An, he is only 17 years old this year, his family is poor, and he is a senior high school student in Baoqing Key Middle School... (A brief description of the process of getting to know the two)

Compared with European oil painting, Chinese oil painting has a short history of development, about 100 years before and after, there are not many Chinese painters who really have influence in the world, and it is difficult to squeeze into the top 30 in the best ranking.

But I boldly believe that Lu An has great potential, and as long as he cultivates it well, there is hope that he will break this barrier in the future and win glory for us Chinese.

I haven't closed my eyes until noon yesterday, and I should have been sleepy, but I was very excited. According to Lu An's words, I seem to have eaten two cows raw, and I can't sleep at all, and I just want to share this indescribable feeling with you.

I watched him paint from the sidelines for 20 hours. In my opinion, Luan is a representative of modern lyrical abstraction, and his brushes are highly skilled in color.

In his paintings, he not only skillfully uses the essence of Western modern formal beauty, but also combines the connotation of traditional Chinese culture, using bold colors, unpredictable colors, and brushstrokes full of rhythm and rhyme...

If you come to dig him up and cultivate him carefully, he will definitely grow into a giant of modern oil painting and add a shining touch to the development of modern oil painting...

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