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The super-popular artist Sang Yintian @杨银天 will participate in the illustration drawing of this new theme "Infinite Creation" series.

Sang Yintian kept flipping through the famous paintings on his phone, many of which were taught by professional teachers in class when he was in school.

So he just glanced at it casually, and quickly slid to the next one.But Sang Yintian is not omnipotent, he is excellent, but excellent people also have blind spots.

For example, Sang Yintian was really unfamiliar with the famous painting that appeared in his mobile phone now. He stared intently at the annotation next to it, and even copied some incomprehensible parts directly into the mobile memo.

People should always be eager to learn.

Compared to Sang Yintian, Ye Siran is a bit boring.The couple sitting on the opposite side of the table seemed to be very involved in the chat, and the existence of him and Sang Yintian had no impact on them at all.Ye Siran's chin rested lightly on the table, and his whole body looked limp, like a little injured stray dog.

So the old fox stopped being a human being, and he decided to take the opportunity to tease his puppy.

Sang Yintian looked at the two naked men and women who were randomly entangled with each other on the screen of the mobile phone, and the layer of white gauze wrapped around them was faintly visible.Sang Yintian slanted the corner of his mouth, moved closer to the right, and passed the phone directly. "puppy, look at this painting, does it look good?"

Ye Siran frowned slightly.Not long after we met, I have already heard several kinds of animals just from Sang Yintian's mouth.Moreover, they are all used to describe himself.

"What painting..." Ye Siran took Sang Yintian's cell phone with a blank expression on his face.Soon, Ye Sizan's entire face turned red.

"Sang Yintian! You—"

nasty.

Ye Siran knew that Sang Yintian did it on purpose.

"Me? What's wrong with me? I'm just showing you world-famous paintings." Sang Yintian couldn't help laughing, Ye Siran's reaction was within his expectation, but Sang Yintian was still not satisfied, he stretched Stretching out his hand, he intentionally enlarged the painting a little.

The two people entangled in the oil painting occupied the entire screen of the mobile phone. Ye Sizan could see it clearly, even the strands of hair clinging to their foreheads were clearly visible.But the eyes of the woman in the painting are not fascinated, even a little desperate.

"Ahem... I finished reading it. Well, I don't know much about world famous paintings, so I can only say that the paintings are pretty good." Ye Sizan stretched out his hand to rub his face, and looked away.

"It's pretty good, yes... But why are you blushing suddenly?" Sang Yintian took the phone and swipe to the right.

"I didn't, you read it wrong..." Ye Siran felt that he was about to suffocate.He wanted to run, to escape from this gentle trap.

"Really? But I'm sitting next to you and I feel like I'm going to be cooked."

Xiaohan and Xu Hanzhi talked about the period when Sang Yintian created "Flame Rose" from Sang Yintian's Weibo chat.She smiled, looking at Sang Yintian and Ye Siran in front of her from time to time.Strange to say, Ye Siran obviously suffers from autism, but in front of Sang Yintian, he is no different from an ordinary sunny boy.

He laughs when he is happy, gets angry when he is unhappy, ignores people on purpose, and turns red at the base of his ears automatically when he is shy.Most importantly, he will listen to Sang Yintian share everything.Even if he doesn't understand, Ye Sizan will stare at Sang Yintian's eyes seriously and nod occasionally.

Xiaohan guessed that if Ye Siran was not sick, he should be a very sunny, energetic and positive boy.Maybe I will run on the basketball court on campus, maybe I will have a youth carnival with my good friends during the weekend break, and I will even get a very cute and beautiful girlfriend.

Because Ye Siran is very good-looking.

But these conjectures all have a necessary condition, that is, Ye Siran's illness can recover quickly.

Also, what did she say to Xu Hanzhi before.Ye Siran is not very talkative?Hehe, I'm afraid he doesn't like to talk to people other than Sang Yintian.

"Aren't you wondering why I showed you that painting?" Sang Yintian smiled.

here we go again.Is this a terrible occupational disease?The flush on Ye Siran's ears had subsided, he cleared his throat and didn't look at Sang Yintian again. "Why?"

Ye Siran knew that what Sang Yintian wanted was the three words in his mouth.

Sure enough, Sang Yintian put his arm around Ye Siran's neck, and leaned towards him. "Tarquin and Lucretia is the name of the painting. The man in the painting is the son of the King of Rome, named Tarquin. The other young and beautiful girl is named Lucretia."

For some reason, Ye Siran thought of when she was very young.Because he dare not sleep alone, he always asks Ye Wanlu to tell him some bedtime stories.Sang Yintian's tone now is so similar to that of Ye Wanlu at that time, Ye Siran couldn't tell the difference for a while.He lowered his head, put his face on the table sideways, and repeated the names of Tarquin and Lucretia.

"At that time, Prince Tarquin led an army to garrison in Ardea, where there were no towns, only a wasteland. The prince was not willing to live such a life, and would always bring his entourage to have some fun at night. So, they knew Lucretia, because this girl is so beautiful and beautiful, Tarquin had a crush on her." Sang Yintian's voice was still very low, and his index finger circled along the porcelain cup on the table . "A strong possessive desire will destroy a person's reason, and the prince finally hurt this beautiful girl. Just like in the painting..."

Ye Siran recalled the painting he had just seen, with a surprised expression on his face.

"I didn't expect the story behind this painting..." Ye Siran bit her lip subconsciously, and looked up, "Then what happened after that? What happened to that girl..."

"Later, that girl chose to commit suicide." Sang Yintian suddenly found a picture from his phone, which was not a painting, but a statue.

The girl was half lying on the high platform, with a dagger stuck in the center of her chest.She closed her eyes tightly, with despair and resignation written all over her face.

For the first time, Ye Siran felt the darkness of the old times from artworks.

"Although the girl died, countless brave heroes stood up. They resisted the injustice of the times and took up their own weapons. They drove away the king and established the Roman Republic. Everyone misses the girl and puts Her bravery is all painted."

The story seems to have come to an end, Sang Yintian finally stretched his waist and glanced out the window.

"Possessiveness..." Ye Siran shook the glass of the phone, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Possessiveness, is it really scary?"

Ye Siran had never thought about possessing anything or anyone before.

But if that person is Sang Yintian, it's okay.

"Who knows." Sang Yintian put down his phone and joked, "I don't think you kid can have such extreme things as possessiveness."

"Then... not necessarily." Ye Siran retorted with certainty.

Not before, not now, not necessarily in the future.

The story background of this oil painting is a bit depressing, and Ye Siran will not be able to relax for a while.He lay on the table, dipped his index finger in white water and kept drawing circles on the table.

Xu Hanzhi unlocked the phone screen and clicked on a picture. "Sangsang."

"Pfft..." The coffee that Sang Yintian just put into his mouth almost spewed out.

"Well, I'm sorry, I think it's really too outlandish to call you Teacher Sang often, and besides, I can't call you brother with Xiaohan...so..." Xu Hanzhi's expression was a little embarrassed.

"So you just follow Weibo fans and call me this?" Sang Yintian frowned, and raised his hand to wipe the coffee overflowing from the corner of his mouth. "It's okay, that's it... I don't mind."

"Uh..." Xu Hanzhi paused his hand, and seemed too embarrassed to shout again.He pushed the mobile phone in front of Sang Yintian, and said seriously, "Actually, I still have a merciless request."

Sang Yintian didn't speak, but just moved the porcelain coffee cup in his hand away.

"Oh, why are you two big men so smudged? Let me tell you!" Xiaohan suddenly approached, and even pulled Sang Yintian and Ye Siran to her side. "Brother Yintian, it's like this. Han Zhi has a good friend who just took over a variety show some time ago... Ah no, it can't be called a variety show, it's just an interview show related to art, but it's not so serious and rigid , a little bit like a variety show interview.”

"Oh." Sang Yintian suddenly thought of the famous painting appreciation live broadcast he had watched at home, and he really couldn't arouse much interest.

"His friend wants to do a special episode about you." Xiaohan held a silver fork in her left hand, and put a bite of steak into her mouth, "Don't rush to refuse, just listen to me. I personally think this is very good Yes, after all, there are still many people who never read Weibo, but if you are on the art interview, it is equivalent to being on TV, and the effect will be different.”

"Compared to the ones with no effect, I want to know why it has to be me?" Sang Yintian opened his mouth, "There are many better painters than me."

Xu Hanzhi suddenly clicked on Weibo and entered the official Weibo of "MilkyWay Magazine".The latest top Weibo post contains the final release date of the next issue of the magazine and a rough summary of its content, followed by a few illustrations.

It looks like an ordinary promotional Weibo, the same nature as the content that Sang Yintian posted on Weibo before.

"Isn't this just a very common official announcement Weibo, why—" Sang Yintian couldn't help raising his eyes.

"That's not the point, the point is the last sentence." Xiaohan snatched the phone from Xu Hanzhi, and unfolded the entire content of the top Weibo, "Come, look here."

[@MilkyWay Official Weibo: Super popular painter Sang Yintian @杨引天 will participate in the illustration drawing of this new theme "Infinite Creation" series, please stay tuned. 】

The three words Sang Yintian itself are traffic passwords, plus the original fans of MilkyWay, the number of retweets of this top Weibo alone has exceeded 79.

"I still don't feel like—"

"Tsk, oops, Brother Yintian, why are you so rigid. Think about it, fans on the Internet now only know that your painting method is unique, but how long will this attract them? One year? Two years? Wait until this fresh Have you felt it? Will there be someone who will always remember your paintings?" Xiaohan stared seriously at Sang Yintian's eyes.

Yes, I will... Ye Siran suddenly blinked lightly.

Xiaohan licked the corner of her lips again, and said: "If you use your current traffic as the basis, then go to an exclusive interview program to share your professional knowledge with everyone, ahem, and show your face by the way... for your good looks, How about crushing those young boys who have just debuted every minute? If you are lucky, you will be out of the circle immediately!"

"I'm not in the entertainment industry."

"Oh, the nature is similar!"

Sang Yintian couldn't help sighing, he is indeed a person who has chased after stars before, and when he talked about the truth, he couldn't stop him.But what Xiaohan said is indeed correct. Participating in similar art interviews can tell the charm of art to outsiders, and it will not be said that it is deliberately attracting attention, which is indeed beneficial to his future development.

Sang Yintian is not stupid, he will not block his own way with his own hands.

"What's the name of that interview program?" Sang Yintian asked.

"Artist" Xu Hanzhi looked up, "Artist."

"Okay, let me think about it."

"Then I'll thank Sangsang on behalf of my friend!" Xu Hanzhi finally laughed, holding his phone and replying a few messages.

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