"So, it's not that your father doesn't love you, but... he abuses you."
It is difficult for Chen Xing to say this word.
Vicious woman.
Vicious stepmother.
Snow White’s stepmother?
"No, it's not like that. There are many people like me in the United States, and I don't care about it. What makes me uncomfortable is the feeling of being ignored. No one believes you, no one cares about what I am thinking, and my classmates also think that I am
Freak, discriminated against, no friends..."
Chen Xing was stunned.
For a person who grew up in a normal life, when he heard what Hedwig said, he felt deeply.
Heartbroken and unbelievable.
Chen Xing understands the world of children. He has also come from that stage. He knows that some introverted children will indeed be bullied by some people, but he has never thought about why they accept it and why they dare not resist.
Now that I think about it, most of it has something to do with the lack of family love.
Let’s talk about Hedwig’s sister, a 13-year-old child.
He experienced the pleasure of abuse on his sister, and then he kept changing his methods and getting worse. Under the guidance of his mother, he even hid it from everyone, even Hedwig's father, an honest automobile engineer.
It is probably impossible for him to imagine that his two children would get along like this.
People often exaggerate the innocent side of children, but fail to realize that the innocent side is kind, and the other side is evil.
Because human nature is inherently evil.
No one wants such a tragedy to happen to their child. It is actually very simple to prevent the tragedy. Just listen to the child's cry for help and then lend a helping hand. However, such a simple process is difficult to implement completely.
Because for many people, it is difficult to listen to someone and believe what they say.
Chen Xing has an approachable temperament and a habit of listening to others. The combination of these qualities is why Hedwig is willing to open her heart to him and ultimately believe in him.
"Alas."
Chen Xing hugged Hedwig and smelled the smell of paint on her body.
Painting is her friend.
No wonder I can draw so well at the age of 20.
A man on a skateboard quickly passed by on the road in front and threw a pack of tissues at Chen Xing from a distance: "Hey, buddy, I think you need this."
Really needed.
Chen Xing grabbed it with quick eyes and hands, and waved to him.
The foreigner also waved to Chen Xing, but without looking ahead, he bumped into a female student, and they both fell to the lawn... Fortunately, they were on the lawn, otherwise they would have been injured. p>
The sudden happiness washed away a little of the sadness in his heart.
"Then don't go back." Chen Xing said. "Now that you can sell your paintings, you can live in Paris. You can treat Uncle Feida and Aunt Lizzy as family members. They are very nice and like you very much.
”
"What about you?" Hedwig asked the question she was most concerned about.
Chen Xing thought for a while and said: "I will come to see you when I return to Paris. After you graduate, if I can do well, then you can come to China to find me. But I think you will already be a big man by then.
A painter."
Undergraduate students at the Ecole Normale des Arts in Paris only study for three years, and Hedwig will continue to study for two more years.
…
Being able to sign a contract with a gallery in the first year after arriving in France is already very impressive for students who are not from top art schools like the Paris Academy of Fine Arts. There are still many painting students in Chen Xing School who have not yet signed with a gallery.
In two years' time, he and Hedwig, both 22 years old, should be able to excel in their respective professional fields.
Hedwig opened her heart for the first time, and the pain of uncovering her scars and the relief of being understood made her cry for a long time.
Fortunately, Hedwig doesn't wear makeup, otherwise she would definitely be embarrassed now.
But even so, the eyes are a little red and swollen.
Chen Xing kept comforting her, and then went to a nearby restaurant to eat.
Hedwig was definitely not in the mood to go see the school's art exhibition, so Chen Xing sent her home to rest. In the afternoon, he went to Paris to stay in a high-end clothing store... He said he didn't want to hear the audience's comments on his photography.
It's fake.
Who has created a work and doesn’t want to hear other people’s comments?
Even if it is a pile of garbage.
There were more people walking around in the afternoon, not necessarily people who like photography. Many people just came to watch the fun and brought their girlfriends to experience the influence of art.
For ordinary people, photography is at least something they can come into contact with and learn. Art exhibitions may look good to you, but there is really no way to learn this. The threshold for entry is much higher than photography.
So at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the high-end photography exhibition in Paris was overcrowded.
The order is very good.
Several people from the Federation maintained order in the exhibition hall.
The Student Union can be regarded as a high-end university student union in Paris, but this union is an organization established by the students themselves and is only responsible for the students. They also organize the exhibition at the end of each semester in the school.
Yesterday was perfect, sending many third graders out for internships.
But today they received a lot of looks... They were called up to work at four or five in the morning, how could they not complain?
And the main content is to clean up the garbage left behind by others after the party yesterday.
As soon as Chen Xing entered the hall, he walked towards his work. There were few people in the morning, so he stood out too conspicuously. Now that there are more people, he can blend in with the crowd and listen to what ordinary people think of his work. Even if he says his photography is poor, he will admit it.
Who asked me to take such a simple look easily?
But when Chen Xing got closer, he heard it was indeed an argument.
"What a piece of shit!"
"What do you know? The composition, light and shadow of these four works can be included in photography textbooks, you know? You fool!"
"No matter how well you describe him, he is just a simple staircase, skylight, window, and seat. I just said one sentence that I can't understand, and you have to drag me and talk to me about so many messy things. You
Do you want to fight?"
"He is a very good piece of work!"
"Do you want to fight!"
"There were so many people visiting here, but you told them all to leave. No matter what, you have to be responsible for your actions. Even if you can't understand, you can't mislead other people with your nonsense?"
"Have you seen my fist?"
People from the Student Union quickly came over and pulled the two of them away, and politely asked them to leave.
…
Minimalism is a good theme.
But in photography and painting, it can only be used to show off your skills.
His creation is very limited in two dimensions. In photography, it is white, a simple object.
In art, it is an object outlined by several lines.
When learning to draw, the first thing you learn is lines, and then you study for decades. In the end, you still have to practice this simplest line, but can you say that this line can be drawn by beginners?
Many people can't tell the difference.
Chen Xing also hates showing off his skills like this, but he didn't expect that he would become such a person.
He chased him out, but the two men were still quarreling.
Outside, Chen Xing finally figured out who the person who defended him was. He was a first-year student. Ever since Chen Xing's works appeared in the corridor on the second floor, he often came to Chen Xing's class to ask questions. p>
He is crazy about Chen Xing’s Chinese-style works.
Chen Xing doesn’t remember his name, but he only knows that his nickname is Little Cullinan.
The other one should be a passerby.
Chen Xing hurriedly went up and said: "Stop arguing, I took those photos. I did not consider the difficulty of appreciation at the time. This is my fault."
When the man saw the main character appearing, he was a little embarrassed for a moment, and said to Chen Xing: "I'm not saying your work is not good, I just..."
Little Cullinan interrupted instantly: "You told people around you that this work was a random shot with no meaning. You have been slandering this work, and I heard it! Why did you do this?"
Hmm?
Do you always comment on my work with others?
Isn't it intentional?
Chen Xing originally wanted to explain to him, but after hearing what little Cullinan said, he looked at him with a scrutinizing look, and then...
Then the man turned around and ran away.
Little Cullinan quickly caught up: "Stop! Who are you!"
He has been quite popular in the photography circle in Paris recently. Some people like him and some don't. Of course, if such a person encounters an opportunity to harm Chen Xing, he will not let it go.
He is probably also someone who studies photography.
Peers are enemies.
The two returned to the exhibition hall. At this time, there were far fewer people around Chen Xing's works. When someone was chatting, they would also preemptively think of the previous person's evaluation of Chen Xing's works.
Chen Xing, like other students, stands next to his work.
Someone saw this when passing by and asked in confusion: "Why are these photos so simple?"
Chen Xing explained to him and the people around him:
"Our life is originally about coming naked and leaving naked. Modern society has too much material and desire, and we have also suffered too much pain caused by desire. Therefore, I hope to make such a work and let the future
People abandon everything that interferes with the subject, allowing people to return to simplicity and tranquility while enjoying modern material life..."
After a day of exhibition, the Paris high-end summer photography exhibition officially ended.
Chen Xing's works were not well received at first, but after Chen Xing himself began to introduce his works, more and more audiences were willing to come and see them.
This kind of work is like this. As long as someone guides it, whether it is good or bad, it can be explained.
Chen Xing helped pack up the works and dismantle the shelves.
The students from the Federation came back with a stack of forms and said to the people in the exhibition hall: "Dear students, do you want to know which of your works the audience likes the most?"
"I don't want to."
"It must be Indisa, many people like his photos."
"My industrial punk is also very good. I went to the old industrial area to shoot it." Corregi said loudly.
He sent the forms one by one to the people in the photography class and said: "We have unified the opinions of the viewers who are willing to score. You can see for yourself. This does not represent your level. We do not encourage competition. That is
Let me show you the response..."
Chen Xing looked up from the back of the list.
But he found that his work ranked pretty well, at No. 9, and 281 viewers who were willing to rate it thought Chen Xing's work was good.
This made Chen Xing breathe a sigh of relief.
It’s better not to shoot in this style in the future. Just like before, focus more on shooting works that everyone can understand.
