People are fascinated and disliked by thousands of people [entertainment circle]

Frost Ji searched through the freshman year's students' paintings, found Lin Yuan's works among them, carefully observed and compared them.

After a whole year of study and training, Lin Yuan has made rapid progress in his skills.There are very obvious changes in color, composition, and line use.

Only the story aspect of the work has not improved at all.Still see what to draw, and compete with the camera for work.

Frost Ji made fun of a few words, and then opened the collection of sophomore works.

The Academy of Fine Arts has a final exam in May and a summer vacation from June to September, during which no homework will be assigned.

Frost Ji turned to the first work of the sophomore year. It has been more than three months since the last time.

I don't know what happened to Lin Yuan during the three months of summer vacation, which led to changes in the materials and composition of the works.

Since his sophomore year, Lin Yuan no longer painted purely static landscapes, but incorporated some dynamic elements.The composition is not limited to what the eyes can see, it will extend to farther places, and the whole style gradually approaches the painting in the exhibition window.

"What did you do during your summer vacation?" Han Shuangji asked curiously, "Are you secretly introverting yourself?"

"No." Lin Yuan explained, "I went outside to sketch."

"Sketch?"

"Well. Our major has several outdoor sketching spots. When other students get tired of painting campus scenery, they will go to the sketching place together. I don't want to paint with others, so I go to the sketching place alone to collect materials when they are on vacation." As Lin Yuan said, he raised his neck and pointed to the box above the cabinet, "The paintings outside of homework should be put in that box, do you want to see it?"

"Yes, let me finish your homework first."

Frost Ji continued to turn backwards.Since his sophomore year, Lin Yuan's painting style has gradually matured and stabilized, forming his own style.Judging from the picture alone, it has reached the level of being able to become a teacher.

But there is no emotion, it is all skills.

Han Shuangji put those paintings back, rubbed his eyes, and realized that the light in the studio was a bit dark.

Turning to look out the window again, the sun is fading, and it is getting dark.

Lin Yuan had already taken down the painting box and was about to open it.

"It's too late today, I have an announcement tomorrow." Han Shuangji pressed his hand and said, "I don't want to read it hastily, come back next time."

"Alright." Lin Yuan picked up the box again, making a gesture to put it back.

"Huh?" The tutor was full of thoughtfulness. After finishing the line draft in one afternoon, he looked at the two of them as if waking up from a dream, "Don't you want to continue reading? It would be a pity if you missed the painting in that box."

Frost Ji was puzzled, "Why?"

"That was a critical period for Lin Yuan's transformation." The tutor touched his stubble-covered chin, "Although I don't know what he went through, but since then, Lin Yuan's paintings have become vivid. It used to be like a puddle The stagnant water, at least a little ripple later. I really wanted to find the key point for him to change, but I couldn’t find it until he graduated.”

"That's it." Han Shuangji originally planned to go home, but after hearing what the teacher said, he decided to read the painting first.

Anyway, he is the boss, so the notice can be pushed.

Lin Yuan opened the box and took out the paintings inside one by one, the first being the sketches of other students.

Han Shuangji was not interested in the students other than Lin Yuan, so he glanced casually and quickly turned over.

Flipping and turning, the speed under his hands slowed down significantly.

Frost Ji saw the shrubs, jungles, dilapidated and damp abandoned houses in the painting, shrouded in haze abandoned by light everywhere.

Somewhat familiar.

No.

It should be said to be very familiar.

Since Han Shuangji was discharged from the hospital, she has basically forgotten the suffering and indifference she suffered in the past.

Even if I vaguely remember that I was squeezed out by my classmates and bullied coldly by my peers.

But because it had been too long, Han Shuangji was too lazy to delve into it, and simply let himself forget it.

There was only one thing that had a deep and vivid place in his memory.

14 years old.

On the second day of the senior high school entrance examination, he was kidnapped.

Frost Ji's limbs were bound.The kidnappers blindfolded him, gagged his mouth with a dirty cloth, and forced him into the rear compartment.

Han Shuangji lay in the rear compartment full of sour and motor oil smells, crying for a long, long time before the car stopped.The kidnappers took him out and locked him in a small, damp room.After asking for the contact information of his family members, he blocked Han Shuangji's mouth again, and called his family members to threaten them with a ransom.

From their conversation, Han Shuangji knew that even if his family paid the ransom on time, the kidnappers would still not let him go.

Those gangsters who did many evil things would kill him, and then fled abroad to enjoy themselves.

Han Shuangji thought that he was going to die, but he didn't expect that an art student would come here to take pictures in this place where no shit.He took advantage of the time when the kidnappers were resting and having dinner after changing shifts, he got Han Shuangji out, and even called the police to catch the kidnappers.

That day, Han Shuangji was terrified, his body acted entirely on instinct, and he hid in the sketch lounge of the art students and shivered.

Hearing the police uncle's voice, his tense nerves relaxed, and he passed out directly.

Later, when Han Shuangji came out of the hospital, he found out that Mr. Police had caught the two kidnappers and asked him to identify the criminal and the crime scene together.

Frost Ji was blindfolded the whole time, and only when he got there did he know what the hell where he was imprisoned looked like.

As for the kidnapper who kidnapped him, it was also the first time Han Shuangji met him.He was terrified in his heart, and he looked away after only one glance, and asked the police uncle if he had found someone to save him.

"No. My colleague waited for several days, but he didn't come back." The police uncle said, "The kidnapper said he was injured in the dispute, and he may need to recuperate."

Later, Han Shuangji's family offered a high reward to thank those who saved him.As a result, through various channels and hype, they still haven't found the other party.

"Is this also your filming location?" Han Shuangji took out the painting of the house and hurriedly asked Lin Yuan for confirmation.

"Yeah." Lin Yuan pointed to the dilapidated room where Han Shuangji was kidnapped, and the room next to it was ventilated on all sides, "It was our temporary rest room, but something happened and it was demolished."

After Frost Ji was kidnapped, the police were afraid that something similar would happen, so they demolished the abandoned buildings there.

Frost Ji's eyelashes trembled, and asked, "Have you been there?"

"I've been." Lin Yuan frowned as he said, "That painting experience was not very pleasant."

He rummaged through the box and took out a half-painted painting without signature.

Han Shuangji took the painting and found that the coloring hadn't been finished yet, and the paper was crumpled.

"What's the situation?" Han Shuangji asked.

"Hey, don't mention it." The instructor took out the cigarette case, lit a cigarette in his mouth, and blew a smoke ring deeply, "He injured his hand when he came back from sketching, and almost couldn't draw anymore."

"Ah?" Han Shuangji opened his eyes wide, looking at Lin Yuan's hand.

Lin Yuan shrank and hid his hands behind his back, "Let's go out first, I'll tell you slowly."

"Cough, cough cough." Han Shuangji, who was not used to smelling second-hand smoke, said hello, and followed Lin Yuan out of the studio.

It got dark early in the mountains, and it was dark in the school.Afraid that he would get lost, Lin Yuan held Han Shuangji's hand tightly.

While walking outside the school, I would like to talk about my worst sketching experience by the way.

"Have I ever said that my drawing speed is extremely slow. Even for the daily homework assigned by the teacher, I need to draw at least five full days from draft to completion."

"It's the first time I know."

Lin Yuan continued, "Every time I go out to sketch, I must bring food and water. I will stay there for eight or ten days, and no one will disturb me during the period."

"I went to the place you mentioned just now during the summer vacation of my freshman year. There are few people there, and there are several places suitable for filming. So I originally planned to stay for half a month and complete two paintings."

"It turned out that the painting was on the third day," Lin Yuan said here, with strong resentment in his tone, "There are a few more people around for no reason, and they have some mental problems, and they keep arguing about something."

"I was so noisy that I couldn't paint, so I wanted to go over and communicate. When I walked near their house, I heard those people discussing whether to tear up the ticket." Lin Yuan paused for a few seconds, and told Han Shuangji, "You may Don't believe it, they kidnapped a child."

Frost Ji pursed his lips tightly, his expression serious and tense.

Lin Yuan thought he didn't believe it, and emphasized again, "I really encountered kidnapping, I didn't lie to you."

"I believe it." Han Shuangji said calmly, "Continue talking."

"Next, I don't seem to have anything to say." Lin Yuan said in an extremely casual and completely nonchalant tone, "I called the police, tried to get the child out, and then changed to another place to paint again."

"That's it?"

"That's right." Lin Yuan said irritably, "My painting was still unfinished until the end of the summer vacation. If I had known, I should have gone a few days earlier."

"You..." Han Shuangji tried his best to calm down, and organized his words to ask him, "Do you only care about your own paintings?"

Lin Yuan seemed a little dazed, and asked in confusion, "Otherwise?"

"Don't you care about the child you rescued?"

"The police took him away, so I shouldn't need to worry about it." Lin Yuan didn't realize what was wrong at all, "I thought I could continue painting after he went back. As a result, the police have been wandering around for several days. .”

"What's the reason?"

"The kidnappers were not caught?"

"Stupid!" Han Shuangji glared at him, "Is it possible that the police are looking for you?"

Lin Yuan didn't understand, "What do you want from me?"

"Children who can be kidnapped are generally either rich or expensive. You saved him, so you should seek some benefits from his family, right?"

"I'm not short of money, and I didn't save him for the benefit." Lin Yuan said confidently, "I didn't even save him for the sake of saving him."

"Enough," Han Shuangji shook off his hand, "Stop talking!"

At this moment, Han Shuangji suspected for the first time that he was a big fool.

To think about it for so long because of a cold and heartless person.

Lin Yuan felt deeply wronged and didn't understand what he did wrong.

It was obviously Han Shuangji who asked the question on his own initiative.

Han Shuangji lost his temper, shook off him and took a few steps, then stopped suddenly.

He turned around and looked at Lin Yuan.

The dim brilliance of the moonlight made him look extraordinarily gentle.

"Lin Yuan." Han Shuangji called him softly.

"Huh?" Lin Yuan didn't know why, but came to Han Shuangji's side resolutely, and held his hand again.

"Although you didn't intend to save me, you still dislike me for affecting your painting. But..." Han Shuangji rushed towards him and crashed into Lin Yuan's arms, "Thank you, the noble artist who treats money like dung."

"What did you say..." Lin Yuan didn't understand and was about to ask.A flash of light flashed in my mind and I figured it out.

Wait, so the child is Frost Ji? !

Lin Yuan panicked, and hurriedly said, "Wait, listen to my explanation!"