my korean savage wife

Chapter 223 Let's go to Korea!
"A thousand sails pass by the side of the sinking boat, and a thousand trees spring ahead of the sick tree."

In my sleep, I suddenly remembered this verse.I woke up suddenly from my dream, looked at the dark ceiling, and repeated this poem.

Wan Muchun in front of the diseased tree! ! !The strong contrast between decay and new life, what a huge momentum!

Regardless of the fact that it was late at night, I put on a few clothes indiscriminately, rushed to the studio, turned on the light, picked up a pencil, and prepared to sketch on the canvas.

But the pencil in my hand can't fall on the canvas for a long time...

Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and Wan Muchun in front of the sick tree... This is clearly the artistic conception of Chinese ink painting, how can it be expressed with oil painting...

I sat on the chair almost disappointed, pulled my hair, and racked my brains to no avail.

The sky outside the window began to turn a fish-belly color, and the birds began to call from the branches in the garden.

My legs and feet were a little numb, so I stood up and moved around.

Pata...

A photo fell out of his pocket.This is a beautiful photo.

explode!Inspiration exploded in my brain! ! !

I picked up the photo, gripped the pencil tightly, and sketched on the canvas.

The painting is fast, it seems that if there is a delay of one second, the feeling of painting will disappear from my mind.

"Sun Yu, so you are really here, have breakfast."

"Don't bother me!" I yelled towards the door, and Rong'er was so frightened that she hurriedly closed the door.

Rivers, trees, people... emerge one by one from my pen...

"Huh~~" I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little out of strength, threw down the pencil, and lay down on the chair next to me.

Looking at the canvas, my heart is full.Suddenly remembering that someone called me to eat just now, I walked out of the studio and walked to the small dining room wearily.

Sudan Qing rarely took out a bottle of wine: "Come, let's drink."

Rong'er pouted, looking unhappy.

I smiled at Rong'er: "Rong'er, I'm sorry. I was too involved just now."

"Hmph! He was kind at first, so he won't talk to you anymore!"

Sudan Qing drank half a glass of wine, his face flushed: "If you ignore Sun You, then Grandpa will ignore you. Sun You, congratulations on completing your idea. Cheers!" He handed me a glass of wine.

"Grandpa Su, don't you want to take a look at my pencil draft?" I was eager for Sudan Qing to give me some pointers.

"Hehe, don't worry. I believe your idea must be great." He looked back at Rong'er, "Rong'er, it's time for you to go to school."

Rong'er stroked Su Danqing's beard: "Grandpa, you are so old-fashioned. Today is Saturday, and I don't have to go to school."

"That is to say, Sun Yu and I can have a delicious lunch today?"

Rong'er said coquettishly: "I just know how to eat." Turning around, she ran to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

In the next two days, under the guidance of Sudan Qing, I completed the coloring of the fourth part, "Spring on Dead Trees".

"Good! Good! Good!" Looking at my painting, Sudan Qing said three good things in a row, "The style of the whole picture is very clear, which may be related to the color tone you choose. What surprised me the most is that in terms of expression , you didn't use the old-fashioned way of sprouting dead wood, but painted many new trees around the dead wood, which is amazing!"

Sudan Qing clapped his hands and exclaimed, and said: "Spring has not come yet, but spring will come first. I believe that this dead tree will wake up from the cold winter and be resurrected in spring when it sees so many new life sprouts around it! From here, I can see Seeing a kind of hope that is about to emerge! The new life drives the old life, what a vigorous and upward spirit! Good, great!"

Sudan Qing was so excited that his whole face flushed red.

He drank a glass of water, calmed down a little, and pointed to the figure in the distant view by the river: "Who is this?"

"This girl is Shanmi, and this little boy is Sun Shan."

Sudan Qing nodded: "Very good. Among the four parts, only you have characters. The youth of nature implies the youth of people, and the hope of people cultivates the hope of nature. This is the vitality of youth. power. You are a genius!"

"Grandpa Su, thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for giving me hope and courage. I plan to go to Korea to find Sunmi tomorrow."

Sudan Qing laughed, which made me very puzzled.Are my words so ridiculous?
"I just want to thank you. Thank you for helping me finish this oil painting. Let's go to Korea together tomorrow."

"Huh?" I suspected that I had heard it wrong, "Shall we go to Korea together?"

Sudan Qing nodded firmly: "That's right, South Korea. The No.16 International Oil Painting Festival will be held in Seoul, South Korea the day after tomorrow. This work was created for this oil painting festival."

The more I listened, the more amazed I became, my mouth opened wide.I never thought that this "Spring of Art" would have such a great significance, and such an important work, Sudan Qing would let me participate in the creation...

"Actually, they sent me an invitation letter a long time ago, but due to the organizer's mistake, they sent the invitation letter to my residence in New York, USA. They didn't know that I had actually returned to China. Until two weeks ago, I I just got the news from a friend."

"Grandpa Su, do you want me to go to the oil painting festival with you?" I asked Sudan Qing in surprise.

"Of course, "Spring of Art" has your credit, and you are of course eligible to participate. I have already asked my son to complete all the formalities."

The biennial International Oil Painting Festival is a world-renowned art event, and I feel a little unbelievable that I am honored to participate in it.

"Originally, oil painting festivals have always been held in European countries, but due to the active participation of Asian painters in recent years, this oil painting festival will be held in South Korea in Asia, which is undoubtedly encouraging news." Sudan Qing sighed, "I don't know When can it be held in China." He said while covering the oil painting with a protective cover.

Because of the oil painting festival, I was so excited that I didn't fall asleep all night.Thinking that the venue is Seoul, South Korea, I couldn't sleep even more.

I don't know if I can take this opportunity to turn the situation around and make Shanmi's parents forgive me... I looked at Shanmei's photo and prayed secretly...

The next day, we asked the international postal company to consign the oil painting to Korea.After lunch, get ready to go.

Just as I was about to get into the car and go to the airport, Rong'er suddenly stopped me: "Look at you, you're not handsome at all."

Being caressed by her hand, I also felt that my beard was a little messy.In the past two weeks, I was immersed in painting and forgot to shave. If I didn't pay attention, the hard beard grew all over my chin.

"It's good like this, rough and tough, like a man. Let's go." Sudan Qing patted my shoulder.

Rong'er adjusted my collar with some reluctance: "Be careful on the road."

The car started, and through the rearview mirror, I saw Rong'er standing in the cold wind, waving goodbye to us.

(End of this chapter)