Eastern Star Spot

"Is it because of the rules of the studio that you don't have sex with me?" Liao Dongxing asked Ye Ban in the grove after class.

Ye Ban asked inexplicably, "What are you rubbing?"

"It's just playing with friends... falling in love, understand?"

"..." Ye Ban coaxed the golden retriever of Ye Zi's family to push his head away as if it was fixed, and couldn't help but say, "I don't want to have anything all day long, study hard, kid."

"Who is younger?" Liao Dongxing was extremely dissatisfied, and pushed his hips, "Why don't you compare?"

Ye Ban looked up at the sky, sighed a long time, with a helpless and melancholy expression, and could not laugh or cry.He thought sadly: Sure enough, people can change. How did the guy who was so cool and flabbergasted at the beginning become such a fool.

Liao Dongxing saw that he was silent with an indescribable expression, so he urged: "Isn't it? You talk, it's okay if you say yes, we're in love underground, it's super exciting."

"Not exactly," Leaf Spot said a little more tactfully, "You are now."

Liao Dongxing nodded and interjected: "Age is not a problem, I don't think you are old."

He squinted his eyes, looked at Ye Ban, and thought everything was handsome.He couldn't say eloquent and boastful words, he only knew that this man was the first person in history who fell asleep and woke up wanting to see it first.

Ye Ban rewarded him with a gimmick, and said, "I'm only 29, so I'm not old... let's get down to business, when you are admitted to university, the next few years will be your best and most memorable years, and you will get better and better. The better you are, the more you get to know different people and see the wider world. In the future, you will meet people who love you heart and soul, and you will spend beautiful and unforgettable days together. You get along with each other and understand each other, and then join hands Go through life."

He has seen countless examples, it turns out that the emotional impulse in adolescence is more easily affected by plots such as admiration or admiration.They spontaneously apply golden light to elders they like or people who are on a higher level in the time dimension. At first glance, they have a short-term golden effect, but it will not last long after all. People will always grow, and when the golden paint falls off , They will find that the Buddha that has been enshrined in their hearts for many years is just a mortal body, which has long been out of sight.

Ye Ban said: "Your current love may be just an illusion. I am older than you, and time has allowed me to experience more things. These precipitations will give you the illusion that I am wise or omnipotent. Metropolis has a hero complex, and you may think that I am the one who helps you out of your life, but this is not love."

He felt Liao Dongxing's silence and resistance, and continued, "Even if I was determined to take advantage of it, but I didn't hold back and accepted this love, you will regret it when you recall it later."

The thought of his future partner becoming a quarrel one day made him feel so uncomfortable that his heart ached.Even though the partner is of the same sex and has come into contact with some Western concepts in this circle abroad, his expectations for a spouse are still quite traditional and serious:

We must be of one heart and one mind, stick to one end, and break up halfway, which is uncomfortable for everyone.

Know what can't be done, but don't do it.He read Jin Yong when he was young, and he was shocked when he read Zhao Min's "I Want to Reluctantly", but he closed the book and couldn't bear to read it anymore. He still doesn't know the end of the story.

He can't be so selfish.

"Have you finished?" Liao Dongxing looked at him quietly, without hesitation at all because of his words, he raised his eyes resolutely, "Then let's see, I don't regret it later, I don't know, But I know you will regret it."

During lunch time, Song Zhe called Ye Ban over, and watched through the glass window that several people in the classroom were sitting upright like a mountain.

"If they can't pass the exam in this state, I immediately took off my pants and ran naked to the West Lake." He laughed with a cigarette in his mouth.

Liao Dongxing happened to pass by with a bucket, listened to it, and said without hesitation: "In order not to let you walk the bird, we really have to work harder."

"You son of a bitch!" Song Zhe cursed at him with a cigarette between his fingers.

Although it was scolding, the expression and tone were not demeaning, but rather intimate. After making sure that the bastard walked into the classroom and could not hear their speech, he sighed to Ye Ban: "This kid is really awesome. He is not taking the exam now. I was just playing with colors. I passed by the classroom on the rest day. Do you know what he was drawing? He was drawing a stool leg! Two sheets of paper, he drew a leg, using gouache as oil painting, layer by layer, That light-dark transition is incredible, it’s awesome.”

"It's very powerful." Ye Ban agreed with a smile.

Song Zhe said: "Very serious and focused, I coughed and stomped my feet behind me, but he didn't respond, as if he was in a trance."

Leaf Spot: "What about the other two?"

"Shu Youzhi, everything else is fine, but it's too slow." Song Zhe smacked his lips and said regretfully, "As for You Ziyi, he can't do it."

Ye Ban also realized the problem of You Ziyi, and comforted him by saying: "At this stage, it is more than enough to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts."

In the latest test, Liao Dongxing got a score of 71, which was much higher than the failing grade last time, but it was still far behind the average score of the class.

After all, there are quite a few in the class who are ninety or zero.You Ziyi's score is already normal, hanging high on the top overlooking everyone.

But he doesn't seem so happy about it.

Song Zhe waited for a few days without waiting for Liao Dongxing's questioning. He had no place to pour out the long paragraphs that he had drafted early. It was strange and uncomfortable. He couldn't help but walk behind him and said, "The painting is not bad, keep working hard."

Liao Dongxing has never had the concept of respecting teachers, so he ignored them.

"I know you heard it, don't pretend." Song Zhe cleared his throat and said, "If you have time, read more books like "Dana's Philosophy of Art" and "Stories of Philosophy".

Seeing Liao Dongxing nodding, he smiled again: "Why don't you ask me about the score?"

"It's not necessary." Liao Dongxing looked like he was talking nonsense.

Song Zhe said unwillingly: "Why don't you ask me why I let you read philosophy?"

Liao Dongxing turned his head to look at him impatiently, put down his pen and said, "Don't take me for a fool, okay, at least you let us see so many famous paintings."

Song Zhe understood the meaning of his words, and was startled for a moment. The boss said with relief, "It seems that you have already felt the shock of touching the boundary of a certain field."

Once the mind is shocked like never before, it will inevitably lead to philosophical thinking.

"Mona Lisa", "Liberty Leading the People", "Night Watch", "The Birth of Venus"...the existence of classic works of art must be rooted in history and humanities.

Tracing back to the source, everything is water.

Seeing the huge Magellanic Cloud slowly sinking into the Atlantic Ocean, your mind becomes very big, bigger than the underwater glacier, as if it can hold a world, so you can't help but start thinking, what is the world?What is time?who I am?Where am I from?Where are you going?

As soon as man starts to think, philosophy is born.

If music is the art of time, then art is the art of space.

Art is philosophy.

Philosophy is also art.

half a month later.

When Liao Dongxing got off the bus, his eyes were instantly squinted by the cold wind, and his closed teeth felt the cold air.

The admission ticket was in his pocket, and there were still more than 40 minutes before the exam. He nestled in the teaching corridor to avoid the wind, surrounded by candidates who came to keep warm.

The mobile phone in the other pocket was vibrating constantly. He took it out and found that it was the group of "a group of monkeys on Tianzi Mountain".

Tianzi Mountain is Lao Liu's hometown. As a group of children raised by Lao Liu in Minghe, they are naturally hozen.

The speed of screen swiping in the group was so fast that it was full of exclamation marks at a glance.

The results of the second model came out, some people are happy and some are worried.Zhao You got a shocking score in the test, Liao Dongxing read it three times, subtracted it from the total score, and let out a soft hiss.

He sent an awesome emoji.

Pan Guomao's grandson was more excited than anyone else, he sent three rows of exclamation points, and finally shouted: Brother Liao!Finally, you have shown up!

Liao Dongxing was immersed in the painting, day and night, regardless of the sun and the moon, and he hadn't touched his mobile phone for a long time.

Liao Dongxing: Wait for the exam later

Pan Guomao:! ! !What test?

Liao Dongxing: Examing Gome

With a simple sentence, the group exploded completely.

Pan Guomao: Dig fuck! ! !

Jiang Yu: Brother Liao is amazing

Pu Jie: Come on! ! !

[Shen Jiu launched a group video]

Avatars in the group lit up, replaced by faces under various lights, and the earphones rang out.

"Brother Liao, come on, come on!!!" Pan Guomao shouted vigorously.

Everyone was startled by his volume and cursed.Shen Jiu took the opportunity to laugh: "Your math score will be invincible if you have such a high volume."

Pan Guomao became angry and clamored to kick her out of the group.They joked around for twenty minutes, and when they heard the radio, they immediately fell silent and asked in unison, "Has it started yet?"

"It's about to enter the arena, I'll hang up." Liao Dongxing replied.

"Etc., etc!!"

The group sent out red envelopes crazily, each with blessings written on it.Liao Dongxing received them one by one and made a small fortune before turning off the computer and entering the examination room.

His seat is very good, the people in front of him do not block the view, the model sits in a stretched posture, and it is like a godsend to write.

The sound of brushing in the empty classroom was continuous.Minutes and seconds of time are transformed into the core of charcoal pencils, worn on the rough sketch paper, and the characters are gradually formed.

The same goes for the jackpot in Game [-].

When he put down the pen, he heard a burst of sobbing, and it was a girl crying from the side behind.He couldn't see how well she drew from his angle, but he knew it when he thought about it—she was short and at the back, and it might be difficult for her to complete the exam at all.

He handed in the test in silence, and walked out of the examination room with a painting bag on his back.

When he walked out the door, he looked back.

Suddenly, I felt a burst of sadness and joy for no reason.

The bus at the gate of the school is neat, and there is a lane specially set up for the studios. There are colorful signs, and the signs of all Zhejiang studios are probably here, as well as candidates from all over the country.Many teachers and parents were waiting in front of the booth.

He walked out, and there were very few people leaving the examination room at this time.

Ye Ban stood far away, and saw him coming out at a glance, but did not step forward.

He watched the boy stride out of sight, and the painting bag on his back was printed with the ugly "Winging Crane" bird that they had complained about.

There was a lot of snow.

But his steps are strong and vigorous, and his eyes are firm and calm.

He is a free fish in the ocean, a star spot in the flowing Milky Way; swimming in the deep water, shining in the dark night sky.

Spotted Leaf unexpectedly remembered the story about the white sail in Greek mythology.

Maybe the meaning of his existence at this moment is to pull up the white sail of hope, go through the sea of ​​stars, find the one he chooses, and then throw it far into the wider world.

Hello, my galactic astronaut, the little prince of stars.