Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

Tang Suiwan was a little curious and couldn't help but took a few steps forward.

The two people who are arguing are obviously participating painters, they are not young, and they know the occasion they are in, and even the argument is gentle and polite.

"Maybe it's because I'm getting older. I always feel that paintings that are too gloomy and negative may be shocking at first glance, but when I taste them carefully, I feel that the shock is empty, far less than the warm and delicate feelings." It is worth pondering over and over again.”

Another painter disagreed, "It can only be said that the audience for paintings that are too gloomy is smaller. Who hasn't fallen into a trough? You think this painting emphasizes surly and bloody, but it cannot be denied that this is a painting that can arouse people. A painting of visual perception.”

"If you still object to this, you might as well take a look at this painting. The tone is also gloomy and cold. At first glance, you only feel weird. After careful consideration, you can find that the painter has cast light on the figures who are struggling to die. "

"He is stepping on thorns to die, but there is light pulling him back, just like the name of this painting, born!"

The two painters murmured together for a long time, although neither of them could convince the other, they each cast their own hearts.

But after arguing, I knew each other. Pointing to the two oil paintings, I sighed, "These two oil paintings must be expected to compete for awards. The writing is bold and delicate, and the small details are neatly depicted. The aura between the strokes is simply overflowing." It’s just that the pen-writing habits are similar, and it’s possible that they came from the same school.”

Pointing to "Cheng Sun": "The painter of this painting must have had a lot of life experience. After going through thousands of sails, he suddenly looked back and found the warmth of his home."

Pointing to "Birth": "I think the painter of this painting must be younger. He has suffered painful setbacks and is deeply in despair, but he is tenacious towards the light!"

The painter himself, who was convinced that the two paintings must have been taught by the same school, was embarrassed to refute: "."

Hearing others praise her paintings so much, Tang Suiwan squeezed her ears uncomfortably, and walked away pretending she didn't hear anything.

Before leaving, he glanced at it, and was satisfied to find that several red hearts had already been placed next to the two paintings.

After shopping around, Tang Suiwan voted a lottery for an oil painting depicting the scenery of the lotus pond. The other party was in a clear Monet style, with hazy and fresh colors and no clear outlines.

In Tang Suiwan's painting career, he was also enlightened by Monet's oil paintings, so he naturally has a good impression of this style.

When one hour was up, Miss Etiquette appeared and invited everyone in the exhibition hall to the final awards ceremony.

After the people in the exhibition hall had almost left, the judges and special guests came in to check the number of red hearts.

"The brushstrokes of this painting are not solid enough, but very floating. It can be seen that the painter is in the bottleneck period of changing his style, but the impact of the painting is strong, and he really got a lot of red hearts."

"There are several red hearts in this painting? The balance of light and shadow is still poor, full of craftsmanship!"

"As expected of the painting we set as a gold medal, we got so many red hearts!"

The judges gathered together to chat and laugh, looked around in the exhibition hall, and asked the assistant to tear off the masked names by the way.

They couldn't see the names of the contestants during the selection process, so they were interested in matching the names with the painters who had appeared in their impressions one by one.

Huo Shichuan held the invitation letter of the special guest in his hand, he left the team one step behind, his eyes quickly fell on the name of the painting.

He remembered the names of the two paintings by Tang Suiwan.

This wall does not.

Neither does this side.

here...

He paused and stopped in front of the painting.

"Born".

It was the first time he had seen the painting in its entirety.

The two-meter-long vertical oil canvas is covered with rich colors of different shades.

The main tone is dark black, dark blue and thick green, which makes the tone of the whole painting look extraordinarily gloomy and deep at first glance.

The picture is very simple, only one person's back.

The bare feet are the only bright color on the whole body.

He chose to step on a path full of thorns, leaving behind a winding road full of blood.

I couldn't see the appearance of that person clearly, but it made people see the depressive pain at first glance, walking alone in the boundless darkness.

It was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe, only the coldness oozing densely from the depths of the bone marrow.

Look around.

But when he was about to plunge into the deep sea of ​​despair, a star light shone on him.

A little bit of pureness and fineness.

It was as hot as the sun shining on a summer day.

The soul wanders.

Live to death.

It was... redemption.

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Nearly [-] finalists sat down on their seats, and the host on stage conducted a warm-up session while the judges were marking hearts.

Tang Suiwan was placed in the second row, and the judges were vacant in front of them.

A boy with a baby face was seated beside him, and he smiled at Tang Suiwan, revealing two dimples.

"Hello, Zhuang Man of Kongcheng Academy of Fine Arts, Zhuang of the dealer, and Man of Xiaoman."

Tang Suiwan was a little surprised, "Hello, I am..."

"Tang is late at the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts, I know."

Zhuang Man grinned, "I'm also from Jincheng. I was in the same classroom as you during the college entrance examination, and I secretly saw your watercolor paintings at that time."

"Your style is very Monet. At that time, I could feel it when I saw you painting watercolors. I thought it was too good-looking for me! I made up my mind on the spot and immediately changed to Impressionist style."

"I paid special attention to you when you got your results in the joint entrance examination, and you are indeed number one in the province."

Zhuang Man is enthusiastic and talkative, so he can chatter for a long time.

The thinking was also extraordinarily jumpy, and he jumped from the joint entrance examination of fine arts to the Kongcheng Academy of Fine Arts in a short while, and then returned to the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts with an inexplicable topic.

The last question that was thrown to Tang Suiwan was.

"Is the ring a decoration?"

Tang Suiwan almost didn't follow his train of thought, "No, I'm married."

She has always been open and generous.

Zhuang Man sighed vaguely, "Well, it seems that I definitely have no chance."

He regained his strength, "Is this semester going out to sketch? I heard that maybe our two schools will unite and go out together, and we can meet again at that time."

"This year, the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts will go to Liaocheng. Do you know where it is? I went to the Kongcheng Academy of Fine Arts two years ago. It is a very backward small county, the kind that has been helping the poor all the year round, but the scenery is very good..."

Zhuang Man's mouth almost didn't stop, the painter sitting next to him heard what he said, and couldn't help but look at the two of them a few more times.

——Why are the kids getting more and more scary these days? This year, two kids who are still studying have entered the finals of the Star Sports Cup?

Probably because those eyes are always full of sincere smiles, and the words are limited to the point, more around the school and the oil painting itself, Tang Suiwan has a good impression of Zhuang Man.

Polite occasional responses.

Zhuang Man just finished talking about a topic, and was quiet for a few seconds.

Looking at the stage, it was obvious that the host had received some instructions and looked down the stage.

Suddenly he laughed again.

"Do you know the unspoken rules of the Star Cup final?"

"They said if they were seated in the second row, behind the judges."

"It's very likely that he won the prize."