Chapter 150: Moving

Author: Apricot and Pear

Chapter 150: Moving

Tree buds sprout here, and their mysterious magic power is nurtured in it.

Light and darkness, between the intersecting galaxies and the sea of ​​sand, there is a light mist flowing in it, like air, water, and hazy starlight.

The drawing knife fell,

The earth is long and the sky is silent, and the magnificent colors gather into a lifelike lonely prince.

But Gu Weijing sighed softly.

"Oh, I still feel... something is missing."

It's a pleasure to create such a work.

There is no doubt that this is the most outstanding work Gu Weijing has ever painted.

The only drawback is that

The sprouted buds did not bear fruit after all, and the little prince in the picture did not really come alive.

This is a painting that satisfyes Gu Weijing 99% of his expectations. It is outstanding and perfect, but it has not made any breakthrough.

He has reached the limit of his current mood, but has not taken the groundbreaking next step.

Still not shocking enough.

Just like in the ancient Greek esoteric legend, Hermes, the god of alchemy on the Holy Mountain of Olympus, used mitril silver as the raw material and the holy fire on the Apollo sun carriage as the furnace, and wanted to refine a living alchemy doll.

After nine consecutive days and nights, the doll has a heartbeat, breathing, and even its eyelashes are trembling slightly.

But before Athena picked off the olive crown on her head, threw it into the fire, and gave the doll the little soul-sparing light, she still couldn't really wake up.

The picture is angry,

What is lacking is just the last bit of inspiration that awakens the characters.

The system panel prompts also illustrate this.

[Title of the work: "The Little Prince on the Dune at Night"]

[Drawing techniques: Drawing knife painting·Legendary level]

【Emotion: The heart feels something (perfect)】

It seems that the system is in order to remind Gu Weijing that even if it is the same as the rating of [the mind feels something], this painting still has essential progress and difference from Gu Weijing's previous works.

Behind the evaluation of feeling something in my heart, there is another line of golden comments representing "perfection".

"It's like a consolation prize given to students who only got the second place, and it's somewhat of a reward."

Gu Weijing was helpless.

"This painting should be the ultimate emotional evaluation of [heart feeling]. If you really want to say that something is missing, it might be... not working hard enough."

He shook his head.

This time, he tried a new painting method and faintly touched the path of the next stage of his emotions.

Move yourself first, then move others.

Whether you are an unknown and unrecognized painter, or you become famous in the official Parisian salon and become a master of painting for the European royal family, art creation always follows an unchanging law.

Let’s talk about impressing yourself first, then the audience.

Whether it is characters, buildings, or even painters just paint the simplest weather, they can only shock the painter's own works to shock the audience.

The profound emotions that ordinary people see in their works are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Not only did Mr. Van Gogh cut off his ears, but he did not.

Monet also wrote in a letter to a friend,

In order to depict the evening in Paris, he brewed the emotions of creating the sunset scenery, and stood by the river to figure out the burning clouds in the sky, until he had symptoms of delusional mental illness.

"These burning clouds pressed against me like burning blankets. My whole body was as hot as fire. I had to jump into the cold water of the Seine to extinguish the burning pain in my body."

If you ask what is a passionate emotion.

Perhaps this passion that is not crazy or unsuccessful is the so-called hard work.

With half of his life's precipitation, Mr. Cao witnessed the ups and downs of the world and the unity of energy and spirit, which was the only way to achieve such outstanding results in the "Picture of Protecting Buddhas and Protecting Dharma".

Gu Weijing is not a sloth,

His sensitivity to literature is far less than that of paintings. When reading "The Little Prince", he still lacks this feeling that truly touches and shocks himself.

If you really want to discuss it, work hard.

In fact, Mr. Sloth is more worthy of this title than himself. He is really a good agent.

There are many agents with connections and knowledge in large galleries like Gagosian in the world.

A broker who is willing to paint a little transparent painting like Gu Weijing, read books every day, and is struggling to create better works.

Meeting one is his luck and blessing.

Gu Weijing recalled the few minutes he felt when he was painting, but he didn't get too confused, so he scanned the painting into an electronic version.

That's it.

This painting is already very good. Gu Weijing has only understood "The Little Prince". It is thanks to Mr. Sloth's help to draw it like this.

Even the systematic review is slightly higher than Carroll's "Old Church".

After the master-level female painter's impressionist works were emotionally evaluated, there was no perfect comment.

The road is right in front of you.

If he wants to truly draw a work that is [working hard], he still needs to wait for the next opportunity.

...

"Why are you so late today? You are all late to school? Gu Weijing, did you stay up late to play games last night?" The middle-aged woman coughed unhappily.

"Your sister has a better idea of ​​time than you!" My aunt slapped the electric iron on the table.

It's breakfast time,

Gu Weijing and his family gathered in the yard for breakfast.

Because there are many Chinese people, there are Chinese breakfast shops selling soy milk and fried dough sticks on the river bank in front of Gu's Calligraphy Gallery.

Every day after Gu Weijing's morning jog, after buying newspapers, he would buy a tray of buns and carry a warm bucket of soy milk home for breakfast for the whole family.

After dinner, the family opened their business and went to school.

However, Gu Weijing ran home a little late today, and he seemed a little uninspired.

Last night, while sleeping,

Gu Weijing is still immersed in the feelings brought by the creation of illustrations, constantly savoring the feeling of layers of emotions blending with each other.

This caused him not to sleep well, so it was too late to come back after buying breakfast.

My aunt was constantly complaining while looking at her watch.

Gu Lin just sat at the dining table with his feet raised, looked up at Gu Weijing, and then continued to lower his head to play with his phone.

My cousin Gu Lin has always had a more time-consciousness than Gu Weijing.

Since three years ago,

My cousin thought that "a teenage girl who enters puberty needs enough time to sleep in beauty." After the canceled morning run, she just needs to get up and have breakfast.

If she is still late, she can only say that her alarm clock is too dead and she has overslept.

"Yeah, oh, OK."

Gu Weijing was not angry either, but just responded casually and took the Dwight school uniform coat and tie that my aunt had already burned with a steam iron in the morning from the hanger.

He had long been used to his aunt's nagging.

This is how middle-aged women are. After all, my cousin is a piece of meat that falls off her body. It is normal for mothers to be biased.

My aunt may not be very bad, she is just a little greedy for money for the sake of people.

Gu Weijing’s greatest honor now is that he has done a good job in keeping his identity as a detective cat.

With my aunt's personality, if I knew that I had just had tens of thousands of dollars in my account, and before I could get enough warm, I would have donated them all.

If you have to make trouble, you must demolish the roof.

Even if the old man Gu Tongxiang, who has always liked him, is definitely happy that his grandson can make money, but he probably can't accept such a big donation.

He has not lived alone in adulthood. From a legal point of view, the guardian of this personal income has the right to supervise.

If my aunt is willing to whisper, let her whisper.

I quarrel with my elders and have to fight for right and wrong. What can I do if the truth is here? In the end, what is really difficult is not my grandfather.
To be continued...