Perhaps because few people were willing to listen to him tell his story, the young man opened up the conversation with Ye Huang.
It turns out that the young man's name is Zhang Che, an ordinary name. He was admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts five years ago. Two years ago, he got into a fight with a rich kid in the school because of his girlfriend, and was eventually expelled from the school through the latter's tactics.
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Unable to graduate means unable to find a job. In the past two years, Zhang Che, who was unwilling to give up his dream of being a painter, worked part-time to make ends meet while traveling around Yanjing to collect ideas and paint. In the meantime, he also went to the Central Academy of Fine Arts to continue auditing courses, and completed his unfinished studies.
Completed the course by auditing it.
In this way, Zhang Che used an extremely tenacious willpower to survive for two years in a city where even white-collar workers could not survive, relying on food expenses of more than ten yuan a day.
During this period, he also created a lot of works, many of which he thought were very good. He visited some famous calligraphers and painters several times, and the results are self-evident.
Perhaps the string on the human body is stretched too tight, and there is a great possibility that it will break.
Zhang Che once thought about committing suicide after several failures, but finally survived. This summer, he heard that a world-famous painter would come to Xiangshan to collect paintings. He thought this was an opportunity, so he came to Xiangshan every day to wait.
I hope this can give me an opportunity to learn.
However, after waiting for a full half a year, the painter was still nowhere to be seen. Feelings of anxiety, loss, and helplessness filled Zhang Che's heart, making it almost impossible for him to hold on.
Today is Zhang Che's last day to come to Xiangshan. If he can't get what he wants today, he is ready to leave Yanjing and return to the mountain village where he came from.
By chance, he happened to meet Ye Huang, and the two started chatting.
"So, what you are experiencing now is entirely caused by that rich second-generation kid?"
He frowned. It was not uncommon for the second-generation rich and second-generation officials to bully ordinary students in schools. When Ye Huang was at Yucheng University, he encountered this kind of thing more than once.
Whether it is Bai Fan or Li Jun, they are actually such existences.
"That's right. The same starting point and different heights determine my current situation."
"Have you ever regretted it? For the sake of your girlfriend, you pissed off the rich second generation and made yourself miserable today?"
"Regret?! I have regretted many things in my life, but this is the only thing I don't regret. A man, if he doesn't even protect his woman, he may not be interesting anymore..."
With a chuckle, Zhang Che said something that surprised Ye Huang, and it was this sentence that made Ye Huang feel a sense of appreciation and admiration for the down-and-out young man in front of him who couldn't even afford clothes.
"Well said, if a man doesn't even protect his woman, he is indeed not a man. So how is the girlfriend you protected doing now?"
Ye Huang raised his thumb to Zhang Che and asked again with great appreciation.
"snort!"
"The day after I was fired, she was lying on the bed of that rich second generation."
With a slight self-deprecating sneer, Zhang Che told the story.
"What happened next?"
"The second-generation rich man dumped her after playing with her for a few months and lost all the freshness. Before leaving, he gave her two million. She used the money to open an advertising agency in Yanjing, and then slowly
The business has grown and developed, and now I can be considered a little rich woman."
"So, your ex-girlfriend still has some business acumen?"
"Business acumen? Maybe, if you can use your body to do it, you don't need to work as hard as ordinary people."
In one sentence, it was already explained why this woman's company has grown.
"You mean she sells her sex?"
"Yeah! She is very beautiful, and many customers covet her. In order to grow the company, Po Guan Po Pao chose to use the most effective method."
"It's indeed very effective. Once something goes on the bed, it's easier to solve. Then has she ever come to me?"
"I looked for it and gave me five hundred thousand, but I threw it back. Even if I, Zhang Che, were to be a beggar in Yanjing, I would not eat soft rice!"
Zhang Che gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. It was obvious that he didn't really want to recall this past event.
"If you can't wait for the person you're waiting for today, or if the famous painter doesn't appreciate you, your dream will be shattered and you may have nothing. Are you ready for what to do next?"
"It becomes a habit to become more disappointed. In fact, after noon, I know that there is little hope. I used to blame myself too much, but in the end I found that reality will not change because of you, so I learned to face it.
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"It's really hopeless. I'm going to go back to the countryside and work as a migrant worker. At least I won't starve to death."
"Are you willing?"
"So what if you don't give in? This is reality and it cannot be changed."
With a sad smile, Zhang Che picked up the drawing board and said, "This is my last painting. Once it is completed, I will never touch these things again."
Ye Huang smiled and didn't say anything. Instead, he took out his previous paintings from the other party's backpack. Most of these paintings were Western oil paintings.
This sight directly shocked Ye Huang.
Someone once said this, when a painting becomes magical, its graffiti will be priceless!
Although it is not clear who said this, Ye Huang feels that this is indeed a trend in the world's painting circles.
There are seven or eight paintings by Zhang Che, two of which are separate paintings, both of which are figure paintings, depicting simple folks in a mountain village.
The other few pictures are group paintings, which depict the four seasons of Fragrant Mountain. The brushwork and the use of colors are very good. It can be seen that this Toru has deep skills in oil painting.
Ye Huang was almost certain that with a little packaging and promotion, it would only be a matter of time before Zhang Che's talent became a master, but such a talent was almost wiped out.
Putting down the painting in his hand, Ye Huang looked at Zhang Che's drawing board. When he saw the face of a woman leaning sideways above the autumn scenery of Fragrant Mountain, Ye Huang was suddenly shocked.
Although he only drew an outline, Ye Huang was absolutely sure that it was Dugu Xiaoxuan.
Didn’t she go to the United States? How could Zhang Che have seen her?
"Have you seen this girl?"
Pointing to the portrait of Dugu Xiaoxuan above, Ye Huang asked impatiently.
"Oh, you said this girl, yes, I have seen her before. Just an hour ago, she was on the other side of the mountain. I thought she looked good and drew it."
"Take me to her!"
Standing up suddenly, Ye Huang directly said in an unquestionable tone.
