Lao Xu is good at painting, this is recognized by several friends. Although Lao Xu has never deliberately painted anyone's portrait, or developed it as a hobby, my friend's painting skills can be seen from the split shot.

Whether it's "The Secret", "The Wind" or "The Hawthorn Tree", they have all seen the whole piece of paper, with only one shot of the scene on it. The draft is like the sharp scene of Ye Xianglun riding his bike towards Yinghai in The Secret

Generate electricity.

Amid the retrograde distant scenery and wind, Gu Xiaomeng’s classic look back on the chaise longue, or the scene in “The Hawthorn Tree” in which Lao Qi and Jing Qiu embrace each other on both sides of the river that divides the line of death,

It is qualified to be drawn by Lao Xu alone, occupying an entire A4 paper. And the meticulously crafted pictures are all special descriptions he uses to support his own ideas.

Each individual shot is the most shocking node of a certain part of the movie.

The reason why Xu Xin worked so carefully was to verify the conjecture in his mind, combine it with the scene of the shooting location, and find the most suitable angle of the camera to express a certain artistic conception in the script.

He needs to be very serious about his words and then see whether the shot on paper has a feeling that can be remembered.

In the eyes of others, these habits become a beautiful sketch, and the amazing painting skills underlying this sketch.

Lao Xu has never learned to draw. According to him, it is said that Aunt Xu is very good at painting. Lao Xu seems to have inherited his genes.

So in the new house, Jay Chou's words were inside. He wanted to ask someone to draw a picture of himself and his mother. He naturally thought of Xu Xin for no other reason than that if his friend could draw a picture for him, he would hang it.

Here, it is also a very honorable thing for him.

Although the new expressions in front of me are all speechless.

But Jay Chou himself is full of affirmation. He has actually seen it. In the new interview, he evaluated several of his own people in front of reporters. He said that Lang Lang is the best piano artist and that Lao Fang is the richest person.

, saying that he is the king of the Chinese music scene.

Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but what Axin means is that his friends are all so outstanding, if he doesn't let himself become outstanding.

The pressure will be great, but for a few people, why is it not the same for him? At 24 years old, his current resume is not to mention people of the same age, but it is placed on people in their thirties, forties or even forties and fifties.

His resume here is shocking enough.

To be honest, the four of them are all people who strive to maximize their expertise in their respective fields.

To put it bluntly, it is an honor for Jay Chou to receive a pair of love from such an excellent friend.

So after he and his mother decided to put a painting in the studio, the first thing he thought of was not some well-known painter paying someone to invite others to paint for him, but directly thought of Xu Xin'er, looking at someone doing that

A shocked look.

He was happier, tired, please don't be so exaggerated, okay? It's just a painting, isn't it very simple for you? Hearing this, Xu Xin didn't know how to answer for a while.

Drawing is easy, quite simple. Give him a pencil and he can hang the picture. It is very simple in itself. It is not difficult to draw what you see and think of.

But the question is whether the owner said it or not. He pointed to the wall and asked speechlessly, "If it's so big, I won't need it to be so big in the Year of the Monkey. Anyway, you can decide the size."

In this regard, Jay Chou is rare and generous, but he can't be too petty. At least it needs to be coordinated in this room.

Xu Xin looked at the size of the wall. Although he had no specific research on the size of the picture, he also knew that he had to at least get a full size before he thought about it.

As for whether he wanted to color it, he didn't even bother to ask. How could he use black and white as a gift? It was unlucky.

So she looked at the wall, then turned to look at the colorful painting that was the only one hanging in the entire studio.

If you know who this painting belongs to, Albert Léron, he is a very famous painter. If I like him very much, how much did he spend to buy it back? Looking at the painting in front of him, he doesn’t know what the painting is.

If anything, she asked, Zhou Jie

Lun slightly shrugged, showing off his wealth. Eight hundred thousand Taiwan dollars is nothing. U.S. dollars are fine. Don't worry about four or five million for a painting. This is considered someone bringing money when they go out. You have to hang your own words here, let alone throw them away.

Talent is good. I can give you as much time as you want. I won’t urge you to touch this. Just give it to me when you finish the painting.

Okay, Xu Xin nodded, what kind of clothes are you two going to wear? Where are the cameras? Where do you want to take the photo? I'll show you around and see what background you want to use, let's go.

Jay Chou personally led him around the entire upper and lower floors of the duplex. From there, it was almost a 360-degree view. You could see the terrace of the 101 Building, to the floor overlooking the entire night view of Taipei, and then to his music

studio.

After going through the rooms prepared for future marriage and having children, etc., there was a noise downstairs, and Lao Xu came. He didn't hear the sound, so Xu Xin responded and came.

Soon, Wang Sicong and Lang Lang came to the terrace building. Xu Xin was holding a camera in his hand, and Jay Chou was sitting opposite him.

The eldest young master asked in confusion. Why are you two looking for me to draw a charm? If he is with his aunt, I will look for a background. This place is not good. There is a background and everything, but there is no such warmth as a mother and child. The balcony area is

give up.

It's not suitable to take a look at the composition in the camera. Xu Xin shook his head while explaining, "Okay." Jay Chou responded, "Actually, I don't want to mess with him either."

It seems very old. I want to be able to express a sense of warmth when I am with my mother.

Listening to the chat between the two, Wang Sicong was stunned, and subconsciously said, I can also draw, why don't you come to me? Hearing this, Xu Xin simply turned to look at him, holding the camera and

The tripod left Jay Chou and looked at him similarly.

But he rolled his eyes and both of them left. After that, Lang Lang patted his friend on the shoulder with his hands worth 80 million US dollars. Hey, look at the direction he pointed.

Funny was running in his doghouse with a small mattress made of straw under his feet.

The reason why the small mattress is designed like this is specifically for animals to sharpen their claws. It can reduce the chance of them harming the furniture.

And Ma Ji's mattress seems to have been gone for a while, and there are fine strands of grass on it. What's wrong? The young master looked puzzled, and Lang Lang sighed, oh, Ma Ji scratched it.

They all look better than what you drew.

Damn it, you're a bit too arrogant. The eldest young master is dissatisfied.

Seeing this, Lang Lang showed a sarcastic look, "Do you know that Gerhard Richter is still a local fox in the Baidu Encyclopedia I checked for you? What kind of chat are you talking about with me? In Wang Sicong's place, although I can't say anything about you,

But under the dissatisfied look in my eyes, Lang Lang walked out of the viewing terrace indifferently.

Lao Wang will definitely burn the relics from now on. It will be too difficult to make him surrender.

After he left, Big Laowang's eyes turned and fell on Moji, who was still sharpening his claws stupidly. He thought for a moment, did he walk over? Come here and pretend.

Mo Ji tilted her face in confusion, tilted her head and walked to his feet, but Wang Sicong ignored him, but took a step forward and looked at the straw.

Now he just kicked Zhuang Maji, who looked confused, who is the dog between us? The decoration style of Jay Chou's house is not static. For example, the overall color of his music studio is different from the simple and bright one outside. The entire wall behind the sofa

All the ingredients are gray, and the ingredients have the only decoration in the entire studio other than music-related decorations.

An Abstract Painting Wheel by Gerhard Richter It's no secret in circles that Richter is fond of him, despite his philanthropy.

I also like artists with different styles such as David Hockney and Basquiat, but Richter is my favorite. The main reason is because Ms. Ye Huimei likes Richter very much. As early as Ms. Ye was still

Teaching.

When Lun Wan was still young, he would often explain Richter's paintings to his son and lead his son to associate with Richter's spiritual world.

It's just that back then, she could only read the collection of paintings, but her son could already buy them directly for him.

Richter said that after doing this, few people knew about it, and Wheel rarely told others, but Xu Xin

I know.

So when I saw the abstract painting by Richter in the studio.

Xu Xin already knew what he should draw. Lao Wang, move the sofa forward, why is it me? Wang Sicong was speechless, and Lang Lang was happy, haha, why did you ask me to do it?

The eldest young master twitched the corner of his mouth and complained, "Just live with your little Zuo Xiaoyou."

As he spoke, he started to move the sofa. As soon as he pulled the sofa out, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Turning to look at Jay Chou, why are you standing there helping? Yes, I am the protagonist. Have you ever seen any drama where the protagonist has to help with the drama?

Jay Chou chose to stand next to Lang Lang, with a proud look on his face. Wang Sicong opened his mouth, and finally used his strength to move the sofa forward about a step, as if accepting his fate, and then asked. He just looked at the camera.

Picture, turned to Lang Lang and Jay Chou and said, you two are sitting on the sofa one on the left and the other on the right. I took a look and felt that after hearing this, the eldest young master asked, what about me? Go and finish my work.

Why don't you go there? The corners of the young master's mouth are twitching like crazy. The old thief Xu Sun is waiting for you to die. I will definitely go to your grave and steal your tribute crazily. I will look at you crazily with eyes that look like last stabs.

Friend, she waited until Lang Lang and Jay Chou stood on the left and right sides of the painting to look at her.

When he turned around to watch the scene, he didn't feel anything, so he moved closer to Xu Xin to see what it felt like in the camera. When he saw it, he thought, oh, this effect is good.

You two sit sideways on the sofa and discuss the painting.

Following Xu Xin's instructions, the two of them quickly obeyed, "Old Lang, your posture is a little softer. I'm very satisfied with this composition."

While talking to her, she took a few photos and asked the aunt to change her clothes in a while. Just this is the background. You two can take a look and wait.

Wang Sicong interrupted his friend's words, and then placed his head between the two of them with Richter's abstract painting. Lang Lang and the wheel were on the left and right. After sitting on the sofa, he crossed his legs and deliberately raised his head.

I stood up, put on a proud face, came here, took a photo of the three of us. I had already thought of the theme, which theme is money makes art.

Following Wang Sicong's words, the three of them were stunned, and Xu Xin looked at the composition of the camera. Not to mention that Lao Wang's words were quite accurate. He was sitting on the sofa with the domineering arrogance, coupled with his own

The attributes of money are what Lang Lang on the left side of the picture says in the middle.

And Jay Chou on the right just creates a sense of déjà vu that one person supports two people and one painting. The summary of the taste is really accurate.

So he thought for a while and asked Jay Chou, do you have that kind of exaggerated ring? Where is the Houdini's handbag I gave you? Well, go get it in the showroom and find it for him.

Seven or eight rings.

The more exaggerated it looks, the better. Although Haowu didn't know what he looked like in the camera, he still ran out quickly.

Soon, he brought over a jewelry box and a cane. You choose. Xu Xin opened the box, and suddenly there were all kinds of jewels.

He picked and picked a few rings and handed them directly to Wang Sicong to put on. Then he made a pose like pressing the cane with both hands. You know what I'm talking about.

The old and American kind of RICHMAOTOSC with power and money, right? What the hell are you talking about? What have you learned in English in the past few months? The eldest young master was speechless, but his whole body began to lean forward, with two rings full of gemstones.
To be continued...