386、There is no fluctuation in the heart, and even a little want to laugh
The second half of the class was basically discussing knights. When it came to the knight's Chinese identity, everyone subconsciously looked at Ren He, but it was just because he was also Chinese.
No one would think that this low-key international student was a knight. The knight was so dazzling that the whole world looked at him, but Ren He had no sense of presence in the class.
Ren He was so happy. When everyone looked at him, he thought he was about to be exposed. Later, he realized that he was just being sentimental. These people didn't associate him with the knight at all.
The biggest impression of Ren He in the class is that they have no impression...
At noon, Ren He goes to eat alone. When there is no class, he goes to the playground to play basketball with others. This is his student life.
He has no sense of presence in the class, but he made a few friends when he was playing basketball. He didn't use his physical fitness to bully others, but his physical fitness was there, and he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to. Ren He would occasionally do it on a whim.
Play a slam dunk or something like that. How could I have done this in my previous life?
In his previous life, Ren He often played basketball when he was in high school, but later on he became a complete nerd, and his nerd nature outweighed everything else...
Everyone who plays basketball in the school knows that there is a Chinese international student who plays basketball well. The key is that he has good physical fitness.
In the impression of American students, Chinese students rarely exercise, but this seems to be a little different.
But playing basketball is just an episode in Ren He's life, and its priority is even lower than Dota.
As a result, he hadn't had a few leisurely days yet. One morning when Ren He was taking a sketch class, he had just finished drawing the model on the sketch paper. Old Richard suddenly appeared at the door of the studio and waved to him.
Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on Ren He. Everyone knew who Old Richard was. He was a contemporary master artist who could sell paintings for sky-high prices while he was still alive. His artistic status in North America was very high.
High.
Moreover, part of the reason why everyone comes to the School of Fine Arts at Columbia University is because Old Richard is here. There are always one or two public courses given by Old Richard every six months.
Many people want to be Old Richard's students, but the problem is that Old Richard has a very weird temper. He picks his students from homework or exam works. He basically does not meet the students face to face, and spends a lot of time every day.
He stays in his studio without going out.
Therefore, Columbia University School of Fine Arts has a very good atmosphere...assignments and exams are taken seriously by everyone...
I just hope that old Richard can accept me as his student through his own works.
But the actual situation is that it is too difficult to be favored by old Richard! It is even difficult to meet him!
But now this old Richard is suddenly standing at the door of the studio, waving to the most transparent and insignificant Chinese student in the class?!
What kind of situation was this? Ren He became the focus of everyone's attention at that time, and everyone seemed to want to find out something from his face.
They were all thinking about several questions. First of all, this international student was from China and could not be a relative of old Richard.
Secondly, will this international student be favored by Old Richard because of his last homework submission? Is Old Richard going to accept another direct student? No one even knows who the last one is, and they haven’t even met him.
I’ve seen it! That guy is annoying to say the least. Not only did he steal everyone’s spot, but he also drew two sketches that would make people spit out. I don’t know what his intentions were!
Some people are beginning to envy Ren He. Being able to accept old Richard as a student is simply a matter of one step. In fact, one thing that art students know best is that the saying that famous teachers make great disciples has always been confirmed.
Self-taught students are in the minority, and only those with famous teachers can reach a high level. This is the norm.
Ren He was stunned for a moment when he saw old Richard. He was drawing a sketch. The model invited today is still a beauty, but haven't you heard that she will strip naked to become a model? How come this one is still wearing such tight clothes...
…
Bad review!
He washed his hands and followed old Richard out. At this time, someone wanted to take a look at the sketch he was drawing now, to see what level he was able to be chosen by old Richard.
He's drawing board tools and other tools are still left in the studio.
It doesn't matter at first glance, the model girl in the painting seems to be alive, every smile is lifelike, this sketch has simply reached the level of a photo!
The students who were watching were all stunned. No wonder he was called away by Old Richard. It turned out that this international student was actually a hidden master! They couldn't draw at such a level!
Ren He followed old Richard out and asked cheerfully: "What's going on? It's rare for you to leave your studio. What big thing happened?"
Old Richard said angrily: "You should hurry up and transport your paintings away. It's not safe to leave them here."
"What's going on?" Ren He was really stunned this time. What do you mean it's not safe? It doesn't look like Old Richard was joking. Could something have happened?
"My safe was broken into once, but I didn't break it, but I think it's very likely that someone will come again. I haven't been robbed here for more than ten years. It's impossible for a thief to break in all of a sudden. There's more than one person."
, I guess it’s for your painting,” Old Richard said seriously. The painting Stubborn has been transported back to Old Richard’s studio from the art exhibition and locked in a safe.
So it is very simple to say that the other party came because of his stubbornness. He had two finished paintings lying next to him to dry in the dark, but they were not stolen. It was obvious that they were not here for him!
He was also in a very complicated mood. His two works were worth hundreds of thousands at least, but you all came and you didn’t take away even one of his works. Who are you looking down on?!
There is no harm without comparison. Old Richard feels that these thieves are blatantly harming him!
Ren He knew that there was a big safe in Old Richard's studio. After all, Old Richard himself was also very valuable. Any painting could be sold for a few dollars on the black market as long as it was a finished product.
One hundred thousand or even millions.
So it was necessary for him to get a safe.
Some people in China who worship foreigners always say, ah, the public security abroad is very good, and the society abroad is very peaceful...
Taiping Goudan, you can’t walk alone in the wilderness in New York, okay? If you go out for a while and return to China, you will understand that domestic security is really good!
And there are some magical countries like India. Oh my god, if a woman wants to ensure her own safety, it doesn’t depend on whether she goes to a remote place or whether she has a companion. It all depends on luck!
Returning life to fate, there is nothing more nonsense than this...
However, there seems to be something wrong with what Old Richard described. The other party pried the safe...and then failed to pry it open?!
Ren He said that he had no fluctuations in his heart, and even... he wanted to laugh a little bit.
Old Richard's broken safe was bought more than ten years ago. Although it is large, the technology is actually very old. The only people who are stumped by this kind of safe are those who did not expect that there is a safe here.
people……
He could even imagine the despair that a group of amateur thieves felt when they happily came to Old Richard's studio and saw such a big safe...
