When he returned to the teaching building, the crowd finally dispersed, and Su Chengyi was able to see the whole picture of the painting.

Chu Qianmian's color matching is simply incredible.

If you take it out alone, it will make people feel strange, how can this be used together?

But her painting is there, and it will make people marvel - it turns out that this color can still be used in this way.

She painted a sunset by the sea.

Blue sky and white clouds, orange sunset, golden sand, it looks normal.

But the ocean she painted was actually pink.

This seems to be an unreasonable setting at first glance, which makes such a seemingly realistic painting become romantic.

When Su Chengyi was stopping to watch, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Li Lu walking towards Principal Xiang, and Chu Qianmian, Han Bing, and Zhou Kairong were also following behind.

Look, it's probably going to be a routine check-up.

Han Bing's face was full of impatience, and Zhou Kairong followed her with a shy face.

As soon as Chu Tianmian saw him, his eyes lit up, and he stood on tiptoe and waved his hand.

Su Chengyi nodded with a smile and stood in place waiting for the group of them to come over.

"The commemorative painting of the centennial celebration of the school this time is still completed by Chu Tianmian."

Li Lu raised his finger to point to the painting in front of him.

Xiang nodded with satisfaction to the principal, then squinted for a long time and asked:

"Classmate Chu, what's the name of your painting?"

Chu Tianmian shook his head and said that he hadn't thought about it yet.

"What about the creative idea? Personally, I think it's very well drawn and artistic. But just looking at it this way, it doesn't seem to have much to do with the theme of our centennial celebration. Of course, I know you must have your own ideas, so can you interpret this one? ”

Chu Tianmian took two steps forward and was silent for a while, as if he didn't know where to start.

Su Chengyi looked at her flickering eyes and felt that this was really a bit embarrassing.

Painting is a form of expression that is more hazy and abstract than words.

In many cases, what the painter expresses is only a momentary emotion, a vague feeling, something that is extremely difficult to explain in words.

There is no guarantee of understanding the author's thoughts when writing an essay reading comprehension, let alone interpreting it from a single painting?

"Well, if you insist that I say something that is related, I may not be able to tell. But the inspiration for this painting did come from the years I lived and studied in No. 1 Middle School, as well as the teachers and classmates who accompanied me to grow up. ”

Chu Tianmian looked at her painting with wide eyes, and the pink ocean was reflected in her eyes, which made her whole person feel a little unreal and dreamy.

But her abstract explanation obviously could not satisfy Principal Xiang, after all, when a leader came to visit, he had to interpret the creative concept of the painting to the leaders.

Li Lu looked at the embarrassed face of the principal and Chu Tianmian's self-wandering expression, and he was also a little anxious in his heart.

At the moment, I only hate that I am not a Chinese teacher, and I really can't make up any doorway.

Wang Tingting, who is always hanging around on weekdays, doesn't know where to hide now!

It's unreliable, it's so unreliable. Play missing when she is most needed.

"Teacher."

Su Chengyi, who had been listening quietly, suddenly spoke up, so everyone present looked at him.

He took two steps forward and stood next to Chu Tianmian.

"I don't know much about painting, but since Chu Tianmian, who painted it, said that it was inspired by reality, then I will try to interpret it from the perspective of the audience."

Chu Tianmian lowered his head and smiled, looking forward to what he would say with some excitement in his heart.

Everyone was waiting for his next step, but Su Chengyi actually didn't have a bottom in his heart.

In fact, it is normal to misunderstand the intention of the painter, after all, it is too rare to have a clear mind.

But if he made a mistake, Chu Tianmian would probably be a little disappointed.

"I believe that when you see this painting, the first thing you will sigh at first glance must be its color. So I'm going to talk about color. ”

Speaking of this, Su Chengyi stood aside to avoid blocking the view of others.

"Let's talk about normality first. The blue sky and white clouds, I think the same blue and white as our school uniform. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the people in school uniforms looked down and compared the colors on their bodies with the colors in the paintings.

"Really, it's exactly the same blue."

Han Bing raised his hand, and the blue of the sleeves of the school uniform and the color of the sky painted on it could almost merge together.

"This painting depicts a sunset on the seashore, and the sunset is not on the sea level, but on the beach. When I first saw it, I thought it was a little strange. Because if I were to draw it, I would definitely let the sun set on the sea, which would be more beautiful. ”

Su Chengyi continued. The picture is indeed a bit jarred because of this setting.

Everyone also felt strange, but they couldn't say why, and now as soon as he said this, everyone suddenly had a feeling of sudden realization.

So they all handed their inquisitive eyes to Chu Qianmian.

Chu Tianmian didn't have any meaning to answer, just looking forward to how Su Chengyi would interpret it.

I hope he understands, but I'm afraid he will be too easy to understand.

I was afraid that the thoughts hidden in the painting would be seen through at a glance, so the heartbeat sounded in my ears.

"So I think"

Su Chengyi raised his hand to simulate the angle of the sunlight.

"It's not golden sand, it's sunshine."

"What about the pink sea?"

Everyone's eyes followed his gestures.

"For me, the definition of the sea is not just a large area of saltwater water. What is bottomless, undulating, and boundless at a glance is the sea. ”

Su Chengyi turned his head to look at Chu Tianmian, her eyes were full of water, and the rippling emotions in them at the moment also met his definition of the sea.

"So, in the painting is a sea of flowers. When I was in junior high school, there were a lot of peach blossom trees planted on the small playground behind the school. In the spring, it blooms luxuriantly, and when the wind blows, it looks like a whole sea of pink from a distance. ”

The people here are basically born and raised in No. 1 Middle School, and when he mentioned this, everyone thought of the peach blossom tree that was forgotten by everyone in the depths of their memory.

"Of course, thanks to the principal, it was converted into a literary gallery a few years ago. I think what Chu Qianmian painted is probably the one in his memory. ”

Although Su Chengyi's tone was not turbulent, everyone could hear that he was a little faintly unhappy.

It's really not cool, because that peach blossom tree is one of the few good memories of his junior high school days.

In the season when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, he likes to stand at the end of the corridor of the teaching building and look at the past from afar.

However, now all that remains is an ugly row of promenade buildings.

Su Chengyi thought that he was the only one in the school who was obsessed with this, but he didn't expect Chu Tianmian to be thinking about the same thing all the time.

It's a comrade-in-arms! I knew that I would knock on the side and let Chu Yuanjiang invest in returning the peach blossoms.

Chu Tianmian's face was slightly red, and she didn't know whether she was excited or moved, she nodded lightly.

"Su Chengyi is right."

In fact, she didn't think so much when she was painting, she just inexplicably felt that the sea should be pink, it must be pink.

Su Chengyi guessed everything right.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that this sea of flowers is also related to him.

At that time, most students chose to run to the forest to play on their own, and often picked up some flower petals and came back as bookmarks.

Some disobedient people will break a whole branch and take it away, and the teacher will scold him when he sees it, and there is nothing he can do if he can't see it.

Chu Qianmian didn't think that this behavior was too much at first, after all, there was Gu Shiyun:

"There are flowers that can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches."

But there is one person who is different from others, no matter how well the flowers bloom, he has no intention of joining in the fun.

Chu Tianmian, who felt strange, quietly paid attention to it, so he successfully discovered his private viewing position.

When she looked at the past from his point of view, the sea of flowers rippling in the wind was successfully engraved in her memory.

This memory erupted many years later when she picked up the paintbrush, turning into this sea of pink.

(End of chapter)