There are estimated to be more than twenty art academies in China, large and small, but only two are truly powerful. One is the Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts in Yanjing, and the other is the Tianhai Academy of Fine Arts in Tianhai City. The former is extremely famous.
, because I am in Yanjing, it naturally has some political overtones. After being supported and taken care of by the government, it will more or less occupy the
However, Tianhai Academy of Fine Arts was founded by an educational sage in the 1920s. After nearly a hundred years of development, it has cultivated a large number of artistic talents for China, including Wu Guanxi, the father of the current president Wu Daoming.
As well as Lin Fengchun, Sang Nan and other artists who are now very famous in China and even internationally.
Competition in this society is everywhere.
Competition in shopping malls is very common. Even the girls who pick up customers have competition, and the vendors who sell steamed buns also have competition. There is also competition in education.
The Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts and the Tianhai Academy of Fine Arts have always been competitors, and their competition platform is of course various art competitions. It is said that Wu Daoming himself and He Jiasheng, the president of the Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts, were once love rivals, and they competed for a woman for many years. Of course,
This is a rumor.
To be fair, Tianhai Academy of Fine Arts is still slightly inferior to the Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts, both in terms of reputation and students' professional performance. This is also normal. The Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts, which is supported by the state,
It is always more attractive to the students. After being selected by them first, the students accepted by Tianhai Academy of Fine Arts will naturally be a little worse, at least, their basic skills are a little worse.
Tianhai Academy of Fine Arts is located near Hongqiao Airport. The campus covers an area of more than 800 acres, with a construction area of about 200,000 square meters. The school environment is beautiful and the scenery is pleasant. The college has the School of Plastic Arts, the School of Design Art, and the School of Public Art.
School of Communication and Animation, School of Architecture and Art, Art
There are more than ten departments including the School of Humanities, and Liu Ruoyan chose the School of Architecture and Art. Her idea is very simple. After completing her studies, she can design a villa she wants and then live with Long Fei. Of course
She has never worried about the money. With Long Fei here, she only cares about the design.
Long Fei was wearing a brown casual suit, looking particularly energetic, while Liu Ruoyan draped her long, flowing hair over her shoulders, with a neat hairstyle in front, and her delicate and beautiful face always had a smile on it.
His eyes were particularly sharp and he kept looking around. The tight black turtleneck covered his fair neck tightly.
In fact, the platinum necklace that Long Fei had just bought for her was hung between the two highlands on her chest, which acted as the finishing touch. The black and white skirt only reached her knees, showing off her long and sexy legs. The black
Underneath the stockings is a pair of silver high heels, which makes her look mature and more attractive.
Long Fei was also looking around, looking for beautiful women.
What makes Long Fei a little depressed is that the Academy of Fine Arts does not seem to refer to a college with many beauties. Although there are many female students coming and going, there are really not many who can fall into Long Fei's eyes. Even if there are occasionally one or two who can barely
You can see it, but because it is winter now, everything is tied up like rice dumplings, and there is no chance of them being exposed, which makes Long Fei very depressed.
But from home to school, Liu Ruoyan kept holding his arm, and seemed extremely close. This still made Long Fei feel a little happy. No matter what, it is always a good thing to be the scenery in other people's eyes.
, and from the eyes of others, Long Fei saw only a few kinds of looks, envy or jealousy, and surprise.
In Huaxia, many times are fixed. Although Huaxia is a vast country with abundant resources, the time for school is always the same, March 1st and September 1st.
Today is the first day of school, but many students from the Academy of Fine Arts have already come, in small groups, coming and going in a hurry, talking loudly. In short, after the Spring Festival, everyone seems to have endless things to say, and their expressions are also abnormal.
Everyone's body looks rosy, and even everyone's figure looks a lot bloated. Maybe it's because of the nourishing food, or it's the feeling of wearing too much.
Yang Danni had already made an arrangement with the principal of the Academy of Fine Arts through her connections. Originally, she was going to come together, but there happened to be a special program on the TV station and the other hosts couldn't handle it, so she didn't come over in the end, and was led by Long Fei.
Liu Ruoyan came to sign up.
As expected, the students at the Academy of Fine Arts all know art.
Long Fei sighed in his heart and laughed again.
Not to mention, those avant-garde people who wandered around wearing their own trimmed clothes really increased the number of heads and attention. As for the girls who put on extra heavy makeup, Long Fei thought it was very suitable to act in a ghost movie, so he went
Just go on camera without makeup. For those boys who dye and perm their hair into various colors or grow their hair longer than Liu Ruoyan's long hair, and for those boys who style their hair into all kinds of weird shapes,
Long Fei could only use one word to describe them.
vulgar.
What age are you now, are you still playing neutral? Are you still playing with long hair? It’s so backward, so fucking vulgar.
The weather is nice today, and there are quite a few boys asking Liu Ruoyan for the time. Whenever he encounters such a situation, Long Fei has to step forward. As a flower protector, he has to fulfill his duties. He really wants to hear Liu Ruoyan.
If Yan talks to these boys, Long Fei will be jealous. What happened to my sister-in-law? My sister-in-law is also our sister-in-law. Besides, I have touched and kissed her myself, so why should I let others do it?
Whenever this happened, Liu Ruoyan just covered her mouth and snickered. Later, she got better, and when she saw boys, she would actively smile at others, as if she wished more people would tease her.
This made Long Fei quite depressed.
Liu Ruoyan did it on purpose. When she saw Long Fei attacking boys one after another who tried to get close to her, she felt particularly satisfied and happy.
"Hey, you're asking what time it is, right?"
Another boy approached with a blushing face. Long Fei didn't give him a chance this time and laughed directly.
The boy's face turned red and he was stunned: "Ah, yes, yes, what time is it now?"
"Nine eighty-five." Long Fei pulled Liu Ruoyan and left, leaving the boy with a confused look on his face. He hadn't reacted yet.
After walking a few steps, Long Fei turned around again: "Hey, classmate, do you know where the principal's office is?"
The boy with pimples all over his face and his hair permed into white finally came back to his senses. When he saw Liu Ruoyan smiling at him, he immediately felt that his bones were numb. There was drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his hand was pointing not far away.
In a teaching school, I was still speechless.
anthomaniac.
Long Fei cursed, pulled Liu Ruoyan and ran away, damn, you have to run faster, I heard that nymphomaniacs are contagious.
The door to the principal's office was ajar, and Long Fei glanced through the crack in the door. An old man in his sixties was standing in front of a wall, staring at a painting on the wall.
Long Fei opened the door gently. He felt that he was polite enough. He knocked on the door three times, but the old man still didn't turn around. It seemed that he had completely integrated into the painting.
Pulling Liu Ruoyan and standing behind the old man, Long Fei saw clearly this time. It turned out that what was hanging on the wall was Xu Beihong's "Eight Horses", eight graceful and free horses, either galloping or jumping, or looking back and neighing.
or soar into the sky
, Four hooves make smoke... The pen is vigorous and powerful, and the ink is flowing and flowing. The smudges are all applied according to the body structure of the horse, and the ink color has different shades, which not only expresses the body of the horse, but does not affect the charm of the ink color.
This is a good painting. Unfortunately, although Long Fei has done some research on calligraphy and painting before, his knowledge is not deep. Therefore, even if he knows the origin of the Eight Horses painting, he does not know what the painting is.
How's it going?
"Okay. Okay. Okay." It took ten minutes for the old man to say three good words in a row.
"It's good, but it's a pity that it's not an authentic work." Long Fei felt a little unhappy. You've seen enough. You asked me to watch it with you for so long. In fact, I really don't like it.
The old man turned his head and saw Long Fei and the pair of young men. He frowned and said, "Which college are you from? Why are you here?"
The old man has a thin face and gray hair. He is wearing a Tang suit and a coat is placed on the sofa aside. The whole person looks very strong. Yes, he is strong. He has the feeling of being very strong.
"Are you Principal Wu Daoming?" Long Fei said with a smile.
"Yes, by the way, did you just say that this painting is not authentic?" Wu Daoming seemed to suddenly remember what Long Fei had just said, and he frowned and asked with an unhappy look on his face.
Long Fei was stunned, he was just talking casually, who knew it was true, but at this point, he could only bite the bullet and continue talking nonsense: "Oh, Principal Wu, you are a famous senior painter in China, I
I'm just a latecomer, how can I show off in front of you? You naturally know the authenticity in your heart, so you don't need me to say it."
"It's okay, just say it, I want to hear why you think this is not authentic." Wu Daoming's face still looked ugly.
Long Fei had no choice but to brag: "That junior is just talking nonsense. This "Eight Horses" is one of Xu Beihong's most famous works. It is based on the eight horses of King Mu of Zhou Dynasty. The eight horses are of different shapes, elegant and agile.
In terms of painting techniques, it is the product of an extremely successful fusion of Chinese and Western. He uses Chinese ink and wash as the main means of expression, and also uses Western perspective, anatomy, etc. to realistically and vividly depict the heroic posture of the horse."
Seeing that Wu Daoming's expression softened a little, Long Fei continued to talk nonsense: "Actually, these eight horses all have their own names. Jedi, which can fly without touching the ground or touching the ground, can fly in the air; flip feathers, can run.
Faster than flying birds; running thousands of miles at night
; Super shadow, you can run after the sun; Yuhui, the color of the horse's hair is extremely brilliant and radiant; Super light, a horse body with ten shadows; Tengwu, riding on the clouds and mist, galloping; holding wings, the body has long
It has wings and can soar ninety thousand miles like a roc."
"Well, what you said is correct, but how did you determine that this is not authentic?" Wu Daoming saw that Long Fei was speaking eloquently, and the ugly look on his face disappeared, replaced by a face full of admiration and doubt. At this time,
He spoke in a somewhat humble tone.
Long Fei was a bit confused. It was over and he couldn't get off the stage.
"Spirit, this painting still lacks the spirit of Master Xu Beihong! This kind of thing is hard to explain, but you will find it if you look carefully!"
Wu Daoming was stunned, frowned and thought for a long time, then looked at the painting for five minutes, and finally sighed: "Hey, you are right, this painting is indeed not authentic. I didn't expect that I would
In the painting world for decades, I still don’t have the unique vision of a young man like you. It’s a pity that I still treat it like a god.”
Long Fei sweated in his heart. Damn it, I'm just talking nonsense. Isn't that how it is written in novels? In this case, it must not be an authentic work. Besides, authentic works are not so easy to get.
"Principal Wu doesn't have to be sad. In fact, although this painting is not authentic, the artist's level is extremely high. I am sure that the artist must be a well-known senior in the painting world, so it is still very valuable for collection.
"Long Fei felt guilty. He was afraid that the old guy would get angry and tear up the painting. If it were genuine, he would have become a sinner through the ages.
Wu Daoming nodded in agreement, looked at Long Fei with admiration and said: "I can see this too, well, you are right. It is true that heroes come from young. By the way, you haven't told me who you are yet."
As for the department, I didn’t expect that our Tianhai Academy of Fine Arts would have such visionary young people, which is a great thing, haha.”
Long Fei smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm not from your school."
"Then you are from the Chinese Academy of Fine Arts?" Wu Daoming was stunned.
"No, I'm not an art major at all. She's the freshman from your college, the one introduced by Yang Danni." Long Fei quickly pushed out Liu Ruoyan, who was staring at him with stars in his eyes.
.
Wu Daoming shook his head in disappointment: "Hey, it's a waste if you don't study art. What a pity. Young man, have you ever studied art?"
Long Fei smiled and said, "It took me a few days to study."
"Then bring your works to me when you have time. Maybe I can recruit a closed disciple. Hey, it's so difficult to recruit talented students these days!" Wu Daoming sighed.
Long Fei quickly pulled Liu Ruoyan and smiled: "Principal Wu, you want to recruit students, she is a talented person, she is the student introduced by Yang Danni."
Wu Daoming seemed to have come to his senses at this moment. He said, "Oh," he sat on the sofa on one side, asked Long Fei and the others to sit down, and poured a cup of hot tea for each of them. Then he said without interest: "Oh, you guys
It was Miss Dani who introduced me, oh, since it was her who introduced me, I always have to show some respect, okay, you go to the School of Architecture and find the dean to sign up, he will arrange everything for you."
Seeing that Wu Daoming looked down on him, Liu Ruoyan pouted.
When Long Fei saw this, how could he not know what Wu Daoming meant. It was obvious that Wu Daoming belonged to that kind of old scholar. Although he gave Yang Danni face, he still didn't like to go to school through this kind of relationship. Art is a common thing.
It's worth noting that it's a waste.
"Is this enough?" Long Fei was a little disappointed, wasn't he too cold?
Wu Daoming was stunned for a moment. He was really a strange old man, and now his expression was not very good: "What else? Do you want me to send you there myself?"
"Oh, no, it's like this. My sister has painted some paintings. She wants to participate in this year's art competition. I don't know if it will work. I want to ask Principal Wu to help me take a look. I said she is a talent. I think Wu
The principal won't believe it, why not take a look?" Long Fei was unsure, but since Liu Ruoyan praised her own paintings to the sky, it might not be any worse, so he took the risk and recommended it.
Got a handful.
Wu Daoming thought for a while: "Okay, then take it out quickly and let me take a look. Since you were introduced by Miss Danni, hurry up. I'm quite busy and I have to go out to do errands soon."
Liu Ruoyan was a little unhappy and a little nervous. She took out a few paintings from her backpack and asked Long Fei to help unfold them.
There are five paintings in total, two pen sketches and three Chinese paintings.
Wu Daoming didn't even stand up. He just glanced at the painting on the tea machine. He wanted to say a few words and then give up immediately, but as soon as he took a few glances, he immediately froze, wiped his eyes, and quickly moved closer.
Then he frowned and stared at one of the watercolor paintings without blinking.
Both Long Fei and Liu Ruoyan watched Wu Daoming's expression changes with some caution. Long Fei also saw the painting he was looking at, and his heart was lifted. It was a vast sea, with a rising sun in the distance.
Bright red, and there is an unknown plant on the beach
The famous big tree, under which sat a girl with her trouser legs rolled up, her eyes staring at the horizon in the distance. Although she could only see one side, the girl's depressed expression still made Long Fei want to cry. This
Of course he knew who the girl was drawing.
After a long, long time, Wu Daoming took a long breath and sighed: "Hey, what a pity, what a pity!"
Liu Ruoyan's heart sank, and Long Fei felt even more aggrieved. Damn, this painting is so beautiful and so vivid. He actually said it's a pity. It seems that Wu Daoming is just a famous person.