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Chapter 227 The Fall of the Genius Painter
The autumn leaves are gurgling and falling outside the window. In the teaching building of the Shanghai Academy of Fine Arts, in a classroom, all the students are quietly listening to the man on the podium.
This man is wearing a black v-neck sweater, with soft curly hair draped over his shoulders casually, giving a unique artistic sense. He looks a little slender, but in fact he is undressed and fleshy, strong and powerful. Outside, the man is wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his white fingers are pinching the retractable pen that shows the blackboard, outlining a circle on the picture.
"The Last Judgment should be very familiar to everyone. The author Michelangelo was a famous sculptor, architect, painter and poet second. In this "Last Judgment", his use of light is even more... "
The man's subwoofer's deep and melodious voice made many of the female classmates surreptitiously look at him. The people who came to the Academy of Fine Arts more or less thought that this teacher Long Xiao was a famous painter in China today. Now, as an instructor at their Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, it can be said that every teacher's class is full.
Of course, not only because of Long Xiao's strong personal ability and high artistic level, but also because the other party is handsome and handsome! This year, he is obviously a forty-five-year-old man, but he still looks like he is in his early twenties. No matter his body or appearance, he is really a man. The artistic atmosphere on his body is irresistible. .
There were a lot of people sitting in this large classroom. When Long Xiao was lecturing above, there were girls below to watch and talk.
"Ow, why is Mr. Long so handsome? He's a man in his forties, but he's younger than someone in his early twenties. It's a loss for not being a star..."
A female classmate suppressed her scream. It was the first time she came to Long Xiao's class, she couldn't hear anything, she just licked his face.
The female classmate on the side pinched her best friend's hand hard, not wanting her to cry out, and then lowered her voice.
"Don't think about it! Mr. Long's family is an artist. Unlike celebrities, how much money can a star make in acting? But Mr. Long's painting cost several million when he was 20 years old. It can be said that he is famous at home and abroad. Some time ago, Teacher Long's "Encounter" even sent a sky-high price of 300 million, so can it be the same?"
In fact, learning art is very expensive, especially learning painting. Now they can choose Chinese painting and modern oil painting, as well as various types of painting, but these have nothing to do with money.
People say that art has something to do with money, which seems to be vulgar.
But sometimes, it is often money that gives these arts their unique charm.
For example, Long Xiao's personal works can fetch sky-high prices at international art exhibitions every year, making everyone envious.
"Ah? It's so amazing! Then why does he still need to be a teacher at school? Can't he just paint and sell for money every day?"
The girl didn't understand, and once again told her best friend next to her that she was either from the Academy of Fine Arts or came here to play, and was taken by her best friend to take a class by the way.
"What do you think? Mr. Long's words are very artistic. In addition to domestically, Mr. Long's oil paintings are also the most famous abroad. He is good at using virtual and real brushstrokes to outline beauty, but he can see incomplete beauty. , This sense of art is very popular internationally. You can say that the paintings of the most powerful teachers in the Academy of Fine Arts will not sell for sky-high prices internationally. Many of Mr. Long's paintings are collected by foreigners. Even if the auction house on the side is auctioned, many people will not be able to grab it."
Long Xiao's admirers explained to their girlfriends that at this time they looked at Long Xiao who was still lecturing on the stage, showing admiration. But whoever is in the Academy of Fine Arts does not worship Long Xiaolong teacher?
I heard that Mr. Long came from a poor family in the early years. Later, with the support of his family, he was admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts. After that, when he was 21 years old, he passed a pair of "Providings" that directly became known internationally. This painting was obtained at that time. A well-known rich man suddenly took a fancy to the foreign exhibition, and directly offered a price of 5 million. Since then, Mr. Long's name has been resounding at home and abroad.
After all, no artist can sell a painting for such a sky-high price in his early twenties.
Under normal circumstances, many people who study art know that if you want to leave a name in the history, you usually have to wait for the person to die. The value of a painting is often not reflected in the painter's life.
But Mr. Long is different. His paintings will never lack collectors.
Over the years, Mr. Long has produced a painting every year. This summer, according to the latest news from the international auction house, Mr. Long's "Encounter" directly sold for a sky-high price of 300 million! This is the highest achievement of a living artist, enough to go down in history.
Many students hope to worship under the name of Long Xiao, and want to become a painter like Long Xiao who will never worry about selling his works.
"Wow~ he's so amazing? Then is he married? He's so young..." The girl who likes to chase after stars and almost treated this teacher as a star, sighed again.
The female student on the side was helpless, tired of answering this question.
Every time an unfamiliar female classmate who comes to the class has to ask this question, Mr. Long Xiao is already forty-five years old! Can you not get married?
"I'm married. It is said that I was with my wife before Teacher Long became famous. The two have always been very affectionate. It's just that Teacher Long and my wife seem to be Dink. They have no children, but their relationship is very good."
Familiar with saying these words, female students worship Long Xiao even more. Artists are often different from ordinary people. They have different quirks from others, or autism, or anxiety and violence, while Long Xiao is different from ordinary people. The DINK is just the most common one.
Some of the students in the big classroom were listening carefully, while others were licking Long Xiao's good looks. In the crowd, a girl in a long white dress looked at the man standing on the podium with admiration. man.
She thought that she understood what her mother said and what it meant to be a man born for art.
The years seem to have left no traces on this man, as if she secretly saw the old photos collected by her mother. The man in it still looks similar to him today, but it has become more excellent. This face more charming.
In the past, Su Ying didn't know why her mother asked her to learn oil painting, and when she was a child, she had trouble with her mother because of this matter, but now after seeing this man, Su Ying realized that the sense of art in a person is so dreamy, so People can't help but start to look forward to art.
The man on the podium seemed to glow, and as long as he stood there, he took everyone's attention.
With Long Xiao's narration, a class ended quickly. As the get out of class bell rang, the students in the class couldn't help crying, unwilling to end the class.
"Teacher, can we talk a little longer?"
Some classmates shouted, and others agreed. Long Xiao had already closed the book towards these students who were tireless in their studies.
"I have just finished what I should say. Students, the language of painting is meant to be explored by oneself. Learning from the predecessors is just imitation. If you want to become a real artist, you must first Learning is to find your own style, so I hope everyone can practice a lot after class to find their own style.”
He said it so easily, but in this world, it is the most difficult for people who are engaged in art to find their own path. Often only one in ten million can find their own path with talent.
In the bizarre circle of art, those who can come out are those who are favored by God.
Su Ying also stared at the man on the podium with admiration. She only felt that art was so simple in the other person's mouth, but it was so difficult for her.
"Okay, my next class will be notified according to the school's WeChat. You can pay attention to it. If you need to come to the class, you can come and listen. I welcome everyone, and the get out of class is over."
Long Xiao's course is not a compulsory course, but every time it is full, after all, his value shows students the value of a freelance artist.
Compared with the famous teachers in the school who can't make any money, artists like Long Xiao are obviously more in line with the results that young people are looking for.
After packing up his things, Long Xiao walked towards the outside of the classroom, thinking of his wife who had been in the cold war recently, feeling a little annoyed.
They've been arguing recently because of the Dink thing.
Just as Long Xiao was walking forward a little irritably, a girl's shout suddenly came from behind.
"Mr. Long, Teacher Long?"
The other party's hurried voice came, Long Xiao stopped and turned around, his face was expressionless, and his eyes through the gold-rimmed glasses were even more cold.
"Mr. Long, hello, I, my name is Su Ying."
Su Ying hurriedly chased after her. She didn't even care about the things in the classroom. She was wearing a white dress, with long black hair draped over her shoulders. A pair of almond-like eyes gives people a feeling of innocence and innocence.
"Student, what's the matter with you?"
Long Xiao was unwilling to talk to these students too much after class.
"No, no, teacher, I just want to tell you, do you remember Xia Meng? She, she is my mother."
Su Ying was a little embarrassed to say her mother's name, hoping that Teacher Long Xiao in front of her would remember it, but she never thought that Teacher Long in front of her did remember, but then her brows were wrinkled.
"Are you Xia Meng's daughter?"
Long Xiao suddenly knew why his wife had been making trouble with him recently, and sneered.
"I'm not familiar with your mother, Xia Meng."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Su Ying alone, because she had clearly seen it in her mother's diary...
Teacher Long Xiao has been with her mother, and they are each other's first love...