love out of time

Chapter 81

Chen Tongxu is creating a portrait. On the canvas, the wrinkles of an elderly man are like ravines, with a cigarette pouch in his mouth, but his eyes are somewhat serious and sharp.

Seeing her observing the painting, Chen Tongxu said with a smile: "This is my father. I often say I want to draw a portrait of him. He said, it's not a dead person. What kind of portrait should I draw? He is [-]th birthday this year, and his body is not very useful. It's probably just a few years ago..."

He sighed and got back to the topic, "The four paintings you handed in during the summer vacation..."

Before coming, Jiang Ci had vaguely guessed that Chen Tongxu was going to talk about painting. At this moment, he felt a "thump" in his heart, and immediately sat upright.

"...I voted for a competition for you, the herdsman's pair, and won the silver award," Chen Tongxu smacked, "It's not bad, I have to work hard, the painting is hanging in my friend's gallery, whether it can be sold or not depends on you ability."

Jiang Ci's eyes widened, never expecting Chen Tongxu to act so vigorously, "...Teacher, what competition?"

"What kind of competition can it be, Danqing Award."

Jiang Ci was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time, and only Chen Tongxu felt that the silver award of the Danqing Award could only get a "good" evaluation. Although this award is set for young painters, as long as they are nominated, it is enough for one People have used it to brush their resumes for ten years.

"Do you know why you didn't get the gold medal?"

Jiang Ci immediately replied respectfully: "Please teach me, teacher."

Chen Tongxu sat down on the chair with his legs crossed, looked up at Jiang Ci, "You are still young, and the world is too narrow. The theme of your painting is to express the suffering of the herdsmen to make ends meet..."

"But doesn't suffering move people? There is a saying that late blooming flowers are watered by suffering."

"It's not the suffering itself that's touching. You've been in the pastoral area for three or four days, haven't you heard the singing of the herdsmen returning home at dusk?"

Jiang Ci lowered his gaze and was silent for a moment, "I understand."

Chen Tongxu patted her on the shoulder, "Your life has been full of ups and downs, and you have fallen from heights to valleys. This year has given you the most acute emotional intuition. But a truly outstanding artist should be tolerant—I don't mean character, I mean spiritual realm and aesthetic taste."

Jiang Ci couldn't help but smack these few words.

Chen Tongxu smiled, "It's okay, when you grow up slowly, you will gradually understand-A Ci, it's not the time to enjoy yourself, I hope you will firmly grasp your advantages, and don't let your talents go to waste. "

The last sentence made Jiang Ci's heart tremble.

During these days, has she invested too much energy in her personal emotions, wasting time and energy for too subtle and meaningless emotions?
(End of this chapter)