An Xia's paintings

Early the next morning, after dozens of days of being an airtight villa wrapped in heavy curtains, it finally ushered in its first ray of sunshine.

Lin Anxia opened the curtains of the bedroom with a "swish", and the three days of emotional expression seemed to have settled the grief in Lin Anxia's heart. He raised his head so that his cheeks could fully feel the enthusiasm of the sun, and opened his arms to embrace this warmth.

Lin Anxia bent his eyes and raised the corners of his lips to reveal a lovely smile. Under the sunlight, his slightly immature face seemed to be extraordinarily lively and charming.

He knelt down and hugged a cedar sitting beside it, and lightly pecked the tip of its nose: "Cedar, a new day has begun. Dad is right, we must live well. No matter what happens, as long as I My life is still flowing, so I should live well. Right?"

"Wang!"

A burst of bells broke the cozy and warm atmosphere of one person and one dog.

With a puzzled expression, Lin Anxia opened the door...

Standing outside the door was an old man with a unique temperament. He was wearing a green Tang suit, with silver threads draped over his head. He was leaning on a wooden crutch with his hands folded. On his left was a young man holding a With a pile of documents.

"Master..."

Lin Anxia's suppressed painful emotions exploded again when she saw the familiar old man.

The person here is Song Shiyuan, the Taishan Beidou in the art circle of Huaguo. His Chinese paintings once made the world amazing. It is he who made the traditional art of Huaguo shine in the art forest of the world. teacher.

Song Shiyuan looked at Lin Anxia, ​​with kindness and concern added to his originally cold eyes.For him, Lin Xici is not only his favorite student, but also his long-forgotten friend who he regards as his beloved son.And the child standing in front of him now was the one he had watched grow up since childhood.

Song Shiyuan raised his hand, and stroked Lin Anxia's head with his heavy hands. The heavy weight seemed to calm Lin Anxia's turbulent emotions.

"Xia Xia, separation and death are the greatest grief in the world, Master understands you. But you must remember, don't let your emotions control your life."

Song Shiyuan's words were very meaningful, Lin Anxia seemed to understand, but also seemed to understand nothing.

Lin Anxia is noncommittal about whether he has fully inherited his father's artistic talent, but as a child of an artist, he is absolutely sensitive like most art creators.This is not a bad thing for an art creator, because sensitive emotions are the source of countless excellent works, but for an ordinary person, maybe it is not a good thing either.

Lin Anxia led Song Shiyuan to the living room and helped him sit down.He himself sat on the sofa beside Xuesong, obedient and quiet.

Song Shiyuan took a sip of tea, raised his head and introduced to Lin Anxia: "This is lawyer Lu Linlu. Today, he is here to read Xici's will to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Anxia was shocked. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm down his uncontrollable emotions.After calming down, Lin Anxia opened her eyes and nodded calmly.

Lin Xici left a lot of things to Lin Anxia, ​​but Lin Anxia didn't have much idea about these material things.After all, as Lin Xici's only beloved son, Lin Xici has always taken good care of him.Lin Anxia only clearly understands that for a long time to come, he doesn't need to worry about his livelihood, not to mention his healthy limbs, even if his hands and feet are disabled and his body is paralyzed, he can live peacefully and comfortably in the hospital bed until he dies. .

After Lu Lin finished reading Lin Xici's will and signed the documents.

Song Shiyuan said: "Xia Xia, what are your plans for the future life?"

Lin Anxia touched Xuesong's head, and said with some hesitation: "Plan?... I don't know."

Song Shiyuan was not surprised when he heard the words. He has always disapproved of Lin Xici's closed-door education. After all, whether it is for Lin Anxia's future artistic achievements or the cultivation of basic life skills, completely isolating from outside contact is absolutely unworkable.To be honest, Song Shiyuan sometimes couldn't understand why his beloved disciple was so extreme in this matter.

"Then. What do you think of working in Shigong's school?"

"Work?"

Lin Anxia was very surprised. He didn't go to school seriously, but he still knew the basics. No matter what job you do in modern society, you need a degree.As Lin Xici's child, whether he has a degree or not doesn't seem to matter to him, but now, if he wants to work in society...

"Master, you know, I don't have a degree."

Song Shiyuan naturally noticed Lin Anxia's embarrassment.The old man waved his hand indifferently: "Your master doesn't like those superficial things. Besides, what the school needs are teachers with real drawing ability, not graduation certificates."

When Song Shiyuan was young, relying on his love for art and his enthusiasm for finding more children with painting talents, he founded Shutang Academy of Fine Arts. With the increasing prestige of Song Shiyuan, Shutang Academy of Fine Arts has become a A paradise that many students who focus on painting yearn for.

"My child, your talent and painting skills cannot be replaced by anyone."

Lin Anxia heard the words, but did not feel any joy of being praised by the elders.He grabbed the corner of his clothes nervously, and his trembling hands all revealed the fear in his heart.His talent for painting...... No one knows better than him how his perfect works came out one after another...

However, he also thought that in the past, he slowly practiced the basic painting skills step by step, and put in countless sweats.He seemed to see his father sitting patiently at the side all the time, watching him practice color and shape training again and again, with a gentle smile on his face all the time.

Lin Anxia clearly understands that only by changing his current living conditions actively, can he live a better life and achieve what his father wants him to be, instead of being locked in the house all day long, hurting the spring and autumn, making him Painful emotions are constantly devouring my nerves.

No matter how talented he is, Lin Anxia thinks that no one can match his solid basic skills.

For the first time in his life, Lin Anxia nodded confidently at Song Shiyuan.

"Thank you Master for giving me this opportunity, I will work hard."

Song Shiyuan was very satisfied with Lin Anxia's performance.

The sparkle in Lin Anxia's eyes was what a talented young genius should have.Just like Lin Xici, who was unconventional and uninhibited back then.

Lin Anxia's arrival undoubtedly brought joy and sorrow to some.

Even proud and proud art creators have different attitudes toward competitors.

Lin Anxia was placed in the newly established teaching and research group. The teachers in it were all young talents with proud capital. The halo on their heads could not prevent them from having a sense of superiority. They commented on the works of colleagues and opponents on weekdays. It is also very common to conduct so-called exchanges and discussions.

For Lin Anxia, ​​people in this teaching and research group had heard of it before, but they didn't pay much attention to him at first.

Lin Anxia's masterpiece is "Nightmare". As a work of a 13-year-old child, "Nightmare" is indeed amazing.But for a 20-year-old adult, "Nightmare" is not perfect in terms of brushwork or composition. The immaturity revealed by age has become the only shortcoming of "Nightmare".

Until later, Lin Anxia's works "Affliction" and "Scary Man" won awards one after another. In just ten years, he won all the major awards in the art world. The breathtaking senses of the world gradually surprised them, but in terms of hardware conditions, the mature brushwork and perfect composition showed Lin Anxia's growth in the past ten years.And the intense emotion shown to the world through the painting seems to be getting stronger and more disturbing.

Being able to get in touch with Lin Anxia, ​​the only son of the painting genius Lin Xici, who is the youngest but most popular Lin Anxia among them, how can we prevent these talented artists from gearing up and looking forward to it?Many people have even thought of a duel with Lin Anxia.

but......

When Lin Anxia appeared in front of everyone, he was greeted by stunned faces.

Lin Anxia politely bowed to the "wood carvings" in the teaching and research room: "Hi, I'm Lin Anxia."

The first person to react was Fu Chen, the leader of the teaching and research group.

Fu Chen took a step forward, and shook hands with Lin Anxia in a very decent way: "Hi, I'm Fu Chen, the leader of this teaching and research group. It's nice to meet you. You are really what we imagined... ..."

"It's quite different. Isn't it?" Before Fu Chen finished speaking, Lin Anxia continued the next sentence very naturally, and finally blinked mischievously.

The young artists who were fixed by a shot behind them also came to their senses and nodded in agreement.

Lin Anxia has an attractive face, with perfect lines outlining a soft face shape, handsome eyebrows, and childish eyes, making him look a little bit prettier that is unique to young people.But no matter from which angle to comment, it is not difficult to see that Lin Anxia is indeed a boy who should belong to sunshine and flowers.

And such a person cannot be connected with "Distress" and "Scary Man" anyway.Going forward, Lin Anxia must have been a proud son of heaven when he was a child. As the only son of Lin Xici, his first work should not be "Nightmare". The painting is the most intuitive reflection of the inner world of painters. How could the emotions shown in "Nightmare" belong to the boy in front of him?

Fu Chen looked at Lin Anxia's eyes seriously, those dark but translucent eyes were like the most precious black gemstones, shining with moving light.Fu Chen always believes that a real artist cannot deceive people, at least, an artist's eyes cannot deceive people...

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I don't know if this article is considered slow...but I still hope that everyone will like it. [If you are lucky enough to see it, please collect it! ╭(╯3╰)╮