Starting a second career in the entertainment industry

Immersed in the tenderness of painting, I am unaware of the passage of time and concentrate on painting the picture in my heart.

Li Junjie placed the takeaway sandwich next to her, but she didn't know about it. It can't be said that she responded, but she probably didn't even know what she said at the time.

Li Junjie looked at her like this and did not bother her any more. After having lunch in the tea room, he went to CAFA as he had a class in the afternoon.

Before opening the studio, Li Junjie looked back at Wenrou, and when he saw her dress, he sighed inwardly. Some things ended before they even began. Then he came quietly and left quietly.

Li Junjie didn't know how to complain about himself. Why did he care about his grandfather's private jokes?

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Wenrou studied oil painting with Li Junjie for nearly a month, and she discovered that the grandson of her grandfather's friend - her own teacher Li, was a natural painter.

At first, Wenrou learned from her grandfather that Li Junjie was good at impressionistic and realistic painting. After getting to know him, Wenrou discovered that he was also good at abstract painting, but he only told others that he was good at impressionistic and realistic painting.

So, there is no problem at all in teaching her a rookie who is as new as can be.

As a novice, Wenrou thinks there is a big difference between impressionism and abstract painting.

Impressionist painting pursues new explorations of visual reality, focusing on the momentary perception of visual elements such as light and color. The painter hopes to convey an intuitive visual experience through the picture.

The creative concept of abstract painting is more based on the in-depth exploration of the essence of art, human spirit and emotion, so as to express the complex inner world of human beings through abstract form.

In "The Story of the Rose", Malevich mentioned by Huang Yimei is a writer of the abstract painting school. For example, Malevich's works, "Black Circle on White Background", "Black Cross on White Background" and "Black Square", use geometric shapes and pure colors to express an absolute spiritual realm.

These works also became the minimalist embodiment of Suprematist aesthetics.

Wenrou's painting "Wangjing Street in the Morning Sun" was created in an impressionist style, expressing her inner feelings. This painting makes great use of light and color to convey her sweet mood at the time.

The colors under the rising sun are brilliant, the pedestrians are hurrying with hope, and the protagonist in the painting is standing on the other side of the block with hope, looking at the beautiful scenery under the rising sun.

After a painting was completed, Wenrou finally came out of that state of complete devotion. At this time, she was completely exhausted and very hungry.

I looked around the studio blankly, and found that a sandwich had been placed next to me at some point, and there was also a half-finished Starbucks coffee that I had drunk in the morning.

Wenrou took the cold sandwich to the tea room, put it in the refrigerator, and prepared to go downstairs to buy a cup of coffee and then heat up the sandwich.

When passing by the front desk, Zheng Fangfei looked at Wen Rou who was not in good condition and reminded her with a smile: "Miss Wen, are you going down? It's cold today, remember to wear a coat, and maybe you also need to wear your mask."

After all, if a big star appears in Wangjing, it may bring trouble to herself. After all, there are many young people shopping and spending in Wangjing.

Wenrou heard the reminder and looked down at herself. She was indeed not wearing a coat and the mask was still inside her coat. She looked up and smiled at Zheng Fangfei before returning to the locker room.

In the office next door, assistant Chu Lei saw Zheng Fangfei and Wenrou chatting through the glass. Wenrou turned back for some reason.

With the boss away and nothing important to do for the time being, Chu Lei went to talk to Zheng Fangfei: "Fangfei, is Wen Ling leaving? Why did you go to the studio again?"

Zheng Fangfei was too lazy to pay attention to this gossipy man: "Who said she was leaving? I was just reminding her to remember to wear a coat when she goes out. Go away, don't stay here if you have nothing to do. You never know when the boss will come back and see you slacking off, and then make things difficult for you."

Chu Lei: "Hi, I've been sorting out information for the whole afternoon, and my back and waist are a little sore, so I came out to chat with you. How about I switch positions with you? It's really nice to be able to see big stars up close here."

Zheng Fangfei chuckled. She hated people like this who were too Versailles. She wanted to change her position, but she was afraid that if she agreed, Chu Lei would go back on his word.

The salary difference between the two is quite big, so Chu Lei needs to be replaced by Gui Caixin.

When Wenrou put on her coat and mask and came out, she saw that the two seemed to be chatting about gossip, but as an outsider, she had no right to comment on them, and an art studio like this didn't need to be as serious as other companies.

She nodded gently and greeted the two of them, then took the elevator downstairs.

When Zheng Fangfei and Chu Lei saw Wenrou coming out, they instantly became quiet and greeted her politely and honestly.

As Wenrou left, Chu Lei's cat-like eyes became lively. After all, at the age of 24, it was impossible for him to be very mature.

So that exaggerated personality came out again: "Hey, you said she is several years younger than us, why does the wind give people so much pressure."

"My boss was my art teacher before, and now he provides me with food and clothing. He is always my boss, and now a stranger is putting pressure on me. His aura is really strong."

Zheng Fangfei thought about his question for a moment and gave her own answer: "I think on the one hand it comes from the pressure you put in your mind, thinking that celebrities are distant, and on the other hand it is Wen Ling's height and aura that brings invisible pressure to the people around her. After all, you are really not as tall as her."

"In the end, she and we were not really that familiar with each other, and the sense of distance between us increased what we thought was an aura."

Chu Lei agreed with Zheng Fangfei's words: "As expected of a graduate of the Chinese Department of Beijing Normal University, this description is quite correct. But please don't mention my height, I am also 175 cm tall, why do you make me sound so short in your words?"

Zheng Fangfei did not refute his irrelevant description. She was too interested in the audience to bother with him.

After some nagging, Chu Lei finally returned to his workstation with satisfaction to deal with the remaining less important tasks.

Here, Wenrou came to the first floor, ordered a cup of latte, and then stood quietly in the corner in a daze.

After a busy day, her already tired body has even less strength left, and her brain also wants to rest by emptying her mind.

In the quiet book bar, there is a faint scent of books and a rich aroma of coffee next to it, which makes people relax. Standing gently in the corner, they seem to be in a trance.

The man sitting next to him and reading a book found that the person in the corner not far from him had an indescribable sense of familiarity. It was not that he knew him, but that he felt as if he had seen him somewhere.

He thought about going up to say hello, but the other party was obviously not in the right state, so he gave up the idea and decided to listen to some music.