In the brightly lit study, the princess's ethereal singing voice floated out of the stereo, and the ethereal murmur was very contemplative.

Chen Li'an sat in front of the workbench, and the thin wire bent into a semicircle in his hand gently scraped a layer on the unfinished sculpture, and the originally abrupt places instantly became harmonious.

There was a whole set of carving knives on the workbench, but Chen Li'an didn't like to use those things very much now, and it was far less convenient than the thin wire he made himself.

There is a big difference between Eastern and Western sculptures, and in general, Chen Li'an thinks that he is not at the level enough to get in touch with traditional sculpture in China, whether it is wood carving or stone carving, it is not easy to learn.

In contrast, Western sculpture is a very easy place to start, and it is very suitable for modern society.

However, modern sculpture is in a very contradictory state, which is not only alienated from society and criticizes industrial civilization, but also keen to use modern materials and processes to help sculpture achieve better spatial breakthroughs.

Artists have always been a group of contradictory people, and all art and culture will go through such a contradictory process before metamorphosis.

This is especially true of social change, where contradictions are the root cause of development.

Chen Li'an is also in the stage of contradiction and confusion in his life, and he has no inspiration at all for painting, and he has tried to paint several times, but in the end he is not satisfied with it.

The current sculpture does not have any creativity, but simply uses sculpture to soothe one's own heart.

Sitting on the chair little by little, turning the soft and shapeless clay into a shaped and three-dimensional statue will make Chen Li'an feel a kind of growth.

The process of sculpture will calm Chen Li'an's confused heart a lot.

Time unconsciously faded little by little in the wire in Chen Li'an's hand, and the sky outside gradually darkened.

When the time came to half past six, Chen Li'an heard a knock on the door from outside the study, so he put down the wire in his hand and picked up the rag on the table and wiped his hands casually.

The oil sludge is very sticky, and it is difficult to wipe off when it gets on your hands, but Chen Li'an doesn't care, anyway, it will continue later, and he doesn't have to deliberately wash his hands.

Chen Li'an came to the entrance, opened the door and looked at Chen Zihan, who was carefully dressed outside the door, without the slightest surprise, she came alone, as for whether she asked Fu Dalong, Chen Li'an could guess.

Chen Zihan gently pulled his hair, raised the fruit in his hand and said, "The first time I came, I bought you a little fruit." ”

This made Chen Li'an a little surprised, reached out to take the fruit, turned sideways and said, "Please come in, thank you for the fruit." ”

Chen Zihan walked in and looked at the luxuriously decorated house curiously, and couldn't help but be surprised Standing on the carpet at the door looking at the neat ground, he asked a little embarrassedly, "Can I change my slippers?" ”

Chen Li'an glanced down at the brown boots on Chen Zihan's feet, then bent down and took out a spare pair of slippers and put them in front of her.

Chen Zihan looked at the pair of pink slippers on the ground, pursed his lips and was curious about why Chen Li'an had women's slippers, but he still grabbed Chen Li'an's arm as planned and said, "Help me, this shoe is not easy to take off." ”

Chen Li'an dragged Chen Zihan's arm and quietly watched her take off her long boots, revealing her slender calves and small feet in white cotton socks.

The little toes under the white cotton socks are as round and cute as orange petals, and they writhe restlessly when they take off their shoes, as if they are calling for freedom after seeing the light of day again.

Chen Li'an subconsciously sniffled, he didn't smell a strange smell, it is estimated that Chen Zihan has not been wearing his boots for a long time, and he has not walked much.

Chen Zihan, who was bending down to change his shoes, looked up and noticed Chen Li'an's movements, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head and sniffed lightly, making sure that he didn't smell a strange smell, and then looked up at Chen Li'an in puzzlement.

Seeing that Chen Li'an didn't have any strange expression on his face, Chen Zihan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and was glad that he had deliberately changed into new socks and shoes before he came over, and he didn't dare to walk too fast, for fear that he would sweat.

When Chen Zihan took off his two boots and stepped on the soft slippers, he felt a sense of security, and he was no longer worried about Chen Li'an's gaze.

It's similar to the sense of security that even if your socks are really torn or smell strange, they won't be exposed.

A small inadvertent action can make people nervous, and a small pair of slippers will give people a sense of security.

Man is a very strange creature, with so many thoughts and emotions that a special discipline of psychology will be born, which shows the complexity of human psychology and the dangerous situation that needs to be saved.

After coming to the living room, Chen Zihan saw the whole room clearly, looking at the white luxurious leather sofa, the woolen carpet on the floor, and several delicately framed oil paintings hanging on the wall, she liked it in an instant.

In the restaurant, Chen Li'an glanced at the fruit that Chen Zihan bought, it was a few catties of oranges, it looked ugly and sweet.

Chen Li'an glanced at the clay in his hand and gave up the idea of trying to see if the orange was sweet. After putting the oranges on the table, he walked to the living room and beckoned Chen Zihan to sit down.

Chen Zihan sat on the sofa with his legs together, looking very well-behaved.

"Are you sure you want to see The Lion King?" Chen Li'an walked up to the TV and asked.

Chen Zihan hummed, Chen Li'an bent down and turned out the disc and put it into the VCD, and also took snacks and soda for Chen Zihan.

Chen Zihan sat on the sofa a little cramped, watching Chen Li'an prepare snacks and soda so intimately, the tension in his heart dissipated a lot, and his eyes followed Chen Li'an's figure closely, looking forward to him watching a movie on the sofa with him.

It would be nice if you could feed each other snacks and drink a bottle of soda!

Under the dim light of the TV, Chen Zihan's cheeks were slightly red, which girl didn't have spring.

Watch a movie twice? Chen Li'an would not do this kind of thing.

Looking at the snacks and soda on the coffee table, and then at the lion king at the beginning of the film, Chen Li'an nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Chen Zihan: "Look slowly, I still have to go ahead and be busy, and there are snacks and soda in the refrigerator, you're welcome." ”

"Oooh."

Chen Zihan nodded subconsciously, then stared at Chen Li'an and turned into the study and slammed the door.

Alas??? What's this for?

Is that how the script is written? It's not that I'm here to watch a movie, it's not that I'm watching it alone in the living room!

Man! Are you mistaken!

If it was before, Chen Li'an didn't mind watching movies with Chen Zihan, but now he just wants to make sculptures quietly and think about life by the way.

As for why Chen Zihan was allowed to watch the movie, it was just because it would make some things in his life that had nothing to do with philosophy and art, and he could regulate his mood well.

Chen Li'an also wanted to go over to find a few other good friends and sisters, but after thinking about it, he still didn't dare to go, for fear that they would be the next Gong Li.

The nightmare he had that day is still fresh in his memory, and he can't help but be scared when he thinks about it now.

In the study, Chen Li'an looked at Simba standing on the cliff with his head held high on the table, looked at it carefully, picked up the wire and continued to refine.

Chen Zihan in the living room sat on the sofa in a daze, and the colorful pictures and passionate music on the TV could not arouse her attention at all.

What's so good about cartoons! Only kids love it!

In Nortel's dormitory, Jiang Qingqing, who was lying on the bed bored, suddenly sneezed, turned over and pulled the quilt on her body, and scolded in a muttering voice, Chen Zihan, who had no conscience, left her sisters to go out to play alone!

Simba and his friends on the TV were happily strolling in the forest, but Chen Zihan outside the TV was sitting alone on the sofa frowning, looking at the study with the door closed angrily.

I didn't really come to see the movie, so what should I do now?

Chen Zihan sat on the sofa for a while, but he didn't dare to disturb Chen Li'an's creation, so he had to pick up a bag of snacks boredly and watch TV boringly.

It's just that Chen Zihan was attracted by the movie when he watched it, and the snacks in his hands didn't move for a long time.

Hehe, the cartoon is quite interesting, Chen Zihan watched the movie with relish and forgot the purpose of his coming here.

More than an hour later, Chen Zihan looked at Simba, who had become the king of the forest, with slightly red eyes, as if inspired by Simba's indomitable courage, and finally remembered what he was here for.

Chen Zihan, who came back to his senses, looked at the half-eaten chocolate bar in his hand, put it on the table, stood up and walked around the living room.

The living room and dining room are very clean, which shows that Chen Li'an is a person who pays attention to hygiene and is not lazy, there are traces of cooking in the kitchen, and there are many ingredients in the refrigerator, which shows that he is a person who will enjoy life.

There are several books on the bedside in the bedroom, all of which have the marks of reading, indicating that he is a person of culture and good habits, and the clothes in the wardrobe are neat and hung in different categories, indicating that he is an organized person.

There was only one set of toiletries in the bathroom, indicating that he lived alone!!

That's all that matters! However, I didn't see any photos in the whole room, no photos with his family and no photos of himself, which means that he has a bad relationship with his family, and he is not a narcissist?

Chen Zihan is not sure about the last point, but through the observation of this circle, she found that Chen Li'an really perfectly meets all her fantasies about the other half.

It's just perfect, the only flaw is that it can be a bit of a bad taste.

Chen Zihan is very sure that she is attractive to Chen Li'an, and she can feel Chen Li'an's appreciation for herself in her eyes when she was in school and had dinner together.

It's just that she can't understand why Chen Li'an hangs himself here and runs to create by himself, and she can't stop the inspiration?

It didn't look like it was very eager before, so it was on purpose? Want to take the initiative?

Chen Zihan felt as if he understood Chen Li'an's thoughts, walked to Chen Li'an's study with light steps, raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but he was afraid that it would disturb Chen Li'an, so he raised his hand and held the handle and gently twisted it to push open a gap.

Chen Zihan bent down and peeked inside, and found that Chen Li'an was concentrating on playing with mud.

Well. It's just playing with mud, Chen Zihan is very sure about it! Isn't it just mud that Chen Li'an is pinching in his hand, kneading and kneading, looking very happy.

Is there a mistake, let her be such a pure, beautiful and invincible beautiful girl and don't play, what kind of mud to play!

You have the ability to knead me and pinch me! Are you a seven or eight-year-old?!

For a child like Chen Li'an, who has no ability, Chen Zihan immediately decided to give him a little color to see, and let him know that beautiful girls are much more interesting than mud!

Chen Zihan pushed open the door and walked in, walked straight to Chen Li'an, raised his legs and sat on Chen Li'an's workbench.

Looking at Chen Zihan who came to disturb him, Chen Li'an frowned, filled the oil sludge in his hand to the cliff at Simba's feet, and wiped it with his fingers a few times before raising his head to look at Chen Zihan.

Chen Zihan looked down at Chen Li'an, raised his hand to gently unbutton a shirt, leaned down to look into Chen Li'an's eyes and asked, "Am I not attractive to mud?" ”

Glancing at a touch of spring light on Chen Zihan's neckline, Chen Li'an shook his head calmly, his eyes calm as if he was affirming an incomparably correct fact.

Chen Zihan looked at Chen Li'an with wide eyes, and couldn't tell for a moment whether he was lying or really thinking that he was not as attractive as mud.

Are boys so naïve, either playing with mud or picking up branches and pretending to be heroes. But you're in your twenties, why are you still like this?

Chen Li'an leaned back in the chair, grabbed a piece of oil sludge and kneaded it in his hand, his fingers were covered with gray oil sludge, and he didn't care about Chen Zihan's resentment at all.

When he wants to create or study, no one is attractive, not even Bai Qing, let alone Chen Zihan.

Chen Li'an's calm gaze made Chen Zihan feel a little stunned, and he couldn't help but get down from the workbench and button the collar again in a panic.

I'm really dizzy, how can I do such a stupid thing on impulse! Chen Zihan regrets it now,

Chen Li'an looked at Chen Zihan like this, then sat up and said seriously: "First of all, this is not playing with mud, this is sculpture, secondly, I don't like others to disturb my creation, and finally there are many movie discs outside, if you are bored, you can pick a favorite movie to watch, or go back to school now." ”

Facing Chen Li'an's serious and majestic appearance, Chen Zihan timidly lowered his head like a primary school student in training, and only after he finished saying sorry in a low voice, and then ran away quickly.

After running out of the study, Chen Zihan's heart couldn't stop pounding, and he felt that Chen Li'an just now was so magical that he almost couldn't control it, bending down and bowing his head to admit his mistake.

"It's good to keep it under control." Chen Zihan patted his chest lightly, and suddenly reacted that he seemed to admit his mistake and said that he was sorry, it was just fine.

"I'm about the same age, so how can I have the majesty of a superior person." Chen Zihan turned his head to look at the open door of the study, tangled for a moment and then turned back, showed a well-behaved smile at Chen Li'an, and then whispered, "I'll help you close the door." ”

Chen Li'an raised his head and glanced at Chen Zihan, hummed and lowered his head and continued to work.

Chen Zihan saw that Chen Li'an had no other reaction, so he carefully closed the door, and the fingers holding the handle were very hard, but the speed of closing the door was very slow, and he couldn't help but exhale lightly after closing the door gently.

Chen Li'an in the room didn't care what Chen Zihan's mood was outside, just kneaded the oil sludge and continued to fill the cliff at Simba's feet.

After a while, Chen Li'an heard the sound of the TV in the living room, and then gradually lowered it, raised his head and chuckled, and continued to work.

Chen Zihan in the living room took the remote control to turn down the volume, then picked up a chocolate bar and took a bite gently, but his eyes were not on the TV but at the direction of the study, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the room, Chen Li'an was thinking about whether to ruin the freshly made Simba in front of him at this time, and if anyone knew that the first sculpture of the great artist Chen Li'an was The Lion King, would he feel that it was not artistic.

After thinking for two seconds, Chen Li'an gave up this idea, if he really ruined the work and didn't want to admit it, it would be really not art.

Chen Li'an laughed self-deprecatingly, his mentality has indeed gone wrong recently, if he hadn't had such thoughts before.

What's going on?

Chen Li'an rubbed the oil sludge on his fingers and fell into thought.

Is it because Gong Li is pregnant? Chen Li'an thought of this for the first time, and then shook his head, this is just one of the reasons.

Maybe it's because of Director Yang's sentence that art is a language, but it has completely died out in China.

Chen Li'an thought about various problems over and over again, while looking at himself, he reminded each other that he seemed to be afraid after returning from Venice.

I began to add politics and business to art, and I began to take the initiative to cater to it, forgetting my original intention of engaging in art in the first place, and at that time, wasn't it just to be happy and satisfied.

Now I almost lost this original intention.

I don't lack money, and I don't want to be famous, so why should I think about those who don't have it.

Chen Li'an took a deep breath, solemnly picked up the little Simba on the workbench, and put it on his IDE bookshelf.

When the studio is ready, it will be immediately sent to dry to complete the final steps.

Use this Simba to remind yourself not to lose courage, not to be confused, and to move forward bravely!

Chen Li'an looked at the mud on his hands, opened the door of the study and came to the living room, looked at Chen Zihan who was asleep on the sofa, and shook his head slightly, wondering why she didn't go back to the dormitory to sleep.

Just believe in yourself? But I've changed now.

Chen Li'an glanced at Chen Zihan, who was curled up on the sofa and pouted unconsciously, suspecting that she had not done anything good in her dream.

Chen Li'an came to the bathroom and washed his hands with soap over and over again, until the oil sludge between his nails was cleaned, then he wiped his hands and came to the living room, squatting opposite Chen Zihan and looking at her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Chen Zihan, who had just woken up, was nervous to death, but he still closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, especially looking forward to what Chen Li'an would do to him, so that he could justifiably rely on him!

"Get up before you fall asleep, it's almost eleven o'clock now, and I can't go back to school."

Chen Li'an's voice sounded in Chen Zihan's ears, Chen Zihan, who was pretending to be asleep, pursed his mouth and opened his eyes to see Chen Li'an's somewhat serious face, so he immediately pursed his lips and sat up obediently.

"Okay, let's talk about it, what are you going to do tonight?" Chen Li'an sat down opposite Chen Zihan and asked.

Chen Zihan glanced up at Chen Li'an slightly, and said in a low voice, "Whatever you do."

(There's also a chapter where a lot of it is red.) I guess when I send it out is to go in, and I get up during the day to change it and send it again. ）

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