"What's the name of this painting?" Old Richard asked behind Ren He.
Ren He thought about it carefully. Yang Xi in the painting was stubborn and resolute, so stubborn that it even made people feel distressed. He smiled and said, "Let's call him stubborn."
Stubbornness... Old Richard could indeed feel a kind of stubborn power from this painting. It was a strong and rich emotion conveyed through the whole painting. He also understood that Ren He must be extremely in love with this girl.
Select her as the last painting to finish.
The old Richard even began to envy the love of young people. He lived alone after divorcing his ex-wife more than 30 years ago, and finally lived in Columbia University. I have to say that this painting is really
It brought back many memories for him.
This painting is so exquisite that it becomes a work of art the moment it is painted, and it is only perfect if the corresponding emotions match it.
And the other works are actually very sloppy, and only the Leap of Faith painting can be called a qualified finished product. Of course, old Richard doesn't know what these sloppy but soulful paintings mean to the name Knight.
, he simply made an evaluation from a technical perspective.
The last painting is different. It will shock people regardless of the seriousness or the soul in the painting. Old Richard disdains to measure its value in terms of money. He can only say that he thinks that if this painting
Once the painting is released, there may be another catalog added to the classic collection of realistic oil paintings.
Ren He said: "I shouldn't be able to paint any more oil paintings during this period. Shall I go to the academy to listen to the big lectures? These works are all here with you. I don't have anywhere to put them. If there is an exhibition when, can you put these last works?"
Will you release one for me? Can you help me destroy the others?" He also wanted to see what kind of response his painstaking work would have, while the other works revealed too many identities of the knights. If it weren't for the old
If Richard hadn't gone online, he would have been exposed long ago.
"Go ahead, there will be an art exhibition in a few days. I will help you send it there. To be honest, there is nothing to teach you in the college. You can go and take whatever classes you want. Just don't make trouble," Old Richard
De put all Ren He's works aside and slowly dried them in the dark. Although those works seemed too careless compared to this last one, old Richard felt that any work that could have its own soul
It's very rare. Anyway, it doesn't have such a small space, so it can be considered as my own private collection.
He didn't plan to show it to others this time. Some time ago, two sketches posted by George on the Internet caused an uproar in the whole school. Even the principal called him and said: Please, your students don't draw such things again...
Old Richard was also a bit dumbfounded. This was the first time someone had advised his students not to paint anymore. However, he felt quite proud to be able to hold the title of Ren He's teacher. This painting "Stubborn" is in
It was done under my own nose.
Ren He respects art, so he respects Old Richard very much, and Old Richard is not the same. After Ren He showed a high enough artistic level, Old Richard slowly began to respect him.
Already.
This is the attitude towards art, regardless of age.
That day when Ren He returned to the apartment, he first listened to Yang Xi practice the piano. Yang Xi made great progress, which was also related to her extraordinary hard work. Yang Xi also discovered a problem. Ren He never seemed to have to practice the piano, but even if
Even if I don’t practice, the other party will still teach and demonstrate extremely skillfully in piano lessons.
But Ren He seems to be a little different today. A month ago, Ren He slowly began to restrain himself, and the blazing flames were also restrained.
But today, in Yang Xi's eyes, Ren He seemed to have transformed. The hard core finally cracked, and a more brilliant flame bloomed again.
Yang Xi asked curiously: "What happened to you today? What happened?"
Ren He smiled mysteriously: "I'll give it a try first and give you a gift in two days."
Gifts? To be honest, the most gifts Ren He gave to Yang Xi were songs. He really didn’t give many other gifts. On the contrary, Yang Xi gave him a lot.
But if Ren He didn't want to tell her now, she wouldn't ask. Surprises are always left until the most appropriate time to be good enough. Yang Xi also knew very well that what Ren He wanted to give her would definitely surprise her.
Seven days later, Ren He took Yang Xi to the New York Times Realistic Oil Painting Exhibition.
When going out, her ex He specifically asked Yang Xi to put on sunglasses and a mask. Yang Xi was confused. This is the United States, not China. She doesn't have many fans in the United States.
Overseas Chinese also love to listen to Chinese songs, and the ten songs in Yang Xi's first album are indeed influential enough, including overseas Chinese, but this is the United States after all, and her influence is still too low.
So here, although I still occasionally meet Chinese people on the street, they will say in surprise: "Ah, are you Yang Xi, the little queen in China?"
Yang Xi would admit with a calm smile, but it was not yet necessary to wear a mask and sunglasses. She really didn't know why Ren He asked her to wear a mask.
However, when she followed Ren He to the realistic oil painting exhibition hall, she was shocked to see the realistic portrait placed in the most conspicuous position. She let go of Ren He's hand and slowly walked towards the portrait.
She knew that the person in that painting was herself, the most stubborn version of herself.
That was the most embarrassing version of myself when I arrived at the 6,000-meter camp, but there were so many indescribable things in this painting, including my persistence and stubbornness, as well as Ren He's love. This is the self in Ren He's eyes, but
When Yang Xi saw this painting, she could clearly understand how much Ren He loved her. Even if she was in a mess, even if her hair was messy, and even if her jacket was dirty, at that moment she was as beautiful as the most beautiful person on Mount Everest in Ren He's heart.
sunset.
It turns out that this is the gift Ren He was talking about!
She slowly turned around and looked at Ren He, who was smiling calmly behind him. He seemed to have been standing there for a century, guarding her and loving her so quietly.
Yang Xi opened her arms and threw herself into Ren He's arms and said softly: "I love you and I have never regretted loving you."
"Me too."
Just like on the long street under the street lights, Yang Xi still took the initiative to say these three words, while Ren He passively accepted them. At that time, it was 'I like you', but now it is 'I love you'.
The relationship between the two of them lasted for a year and a half, and they finally gradually matured despite the setbacks of external forces. No matter whether the other person is beautiful or not, they will always be the most perfect one in each other's eyes.
In the huge exhibition hall, only this most conspicuous realistic oil painting was clearly marked not for sale, and there was no introduction by the artist. It just stood there all alone, but no one could ignore it.
The works of some great artists are arranged on both sides. Normally, this position will usually contain the most classic works, or the works of the most important artists. But now, there is such an abrupt display here that even the author is unknown.
Unknown works.
But no one questions anything, because everyone can see the soul-shaking power of this work, which is no worse than those of the masters!
Who painted this?! A master of realistic oil painting has appeared again? Everyone's heart is full of questions!
