Teresan Survival Guide

An ordinary person mixed with a group of ordinary people is an ordinary person.

But an ordinary person mixed with a group of dalao is not an ordinary person.

The technique of these paintings seems to be more... a bit rougher than those?

"Indeed, these paintings are actually the early works of some young painters."

Unlike the expensive works of artists outside, this part of the exhibition is actually the works of some master's assistants or apprentices.

Because of the quality of the works themselves, they are exhibited together.

"Is that so?"

"Well, it's the early works. Those apprentices made these paintings when they were young, and after that, some left the profession, some were mediocre, and some became masters."

Aldan looked at those paintings with a little tenderness in his eyes.

No matter what occupation it is, there are always a group of young people who give their youth to the occupation they meet.

As for leaving the scene sadly, it is still suffering, or it is success.

Both testify to the passage of time.

How many people have dreams, hoping to shine on the path they choose.

But the successful ones are only a few.

How many people fell into the sand, and then there was no news.

"...Indeed."

Now it seems that these mediocre paintings are cherished.

In any case, it is a record of the past of a generation.

Whether he wins or loses, the past is sealed in those paintings.

Only by seeing these paintings can we completely remember the hard work and hard work at the beginning, right?

"But there are also people who don't fulfill their dreams."

Aldan looked at some paintings.

Her gaze became a little pitiful, and she didn't know who she was looking at.

"What is that painting?"

Some are ordinary, and some are inconspicuous, but from the numerous strokes above, it can be seen that the person who painted this painting spent a long time in painting.

"The head of the family said that although this painting is not of high artistic value, it is the most expensive painting in this area."

Aldan explained, arousing Zhou Yuxuan's curiosity.

"Then what kind of person is this painter?"

Mejiro Asama, the owner-level dalao, said it was expensive?

Why is it so expensive?

"Has the trainer heard of Van Gogh?"

Aldan asked back.

"I heard, a famous painter with a very special style of painting."

Zhou Yuxuan didn't understand these things well, so he didn't want to comment.

But some things are clear.

"I was born in a poor family, and some people disliked the works I painted in the early days when I exchanged them for cheap things. Then..."

"It was only after his death that his paintings became increasingly valuable."

Aldan didn't know why his paintings were so expensive.

But I only know that after the death of some great writers, the prices of their works will increase significantly.

Whether it's hype or extinction is irrelevant.

What do those painters think when they know that their works are only sought after after their death?

It must be complicated.

"And this painting is the last stroke of a little artist."

Aldan said something more tragic.

The artist was terminally ill when he painted this painting.

After that, the painter worked tirelessly to complete the painting.

Hearing this, Zhou Yuxuan felt that the red color on the painting had a smell of rust.

Not long after finishing that painting, the little artist left.

"It can be said that this painting is the artist's swan song before his death."

Aldan's purple eyes were a little more melancholy.

"At the end of my life, I tried my best to complete my work..."

Zhou Yuxuan looked at the painting and said that it is indeed pitiful.

But doing what you like at the end of your life is considered a good death.

"I'm actually lucky for him."

Aldan looked at the painting with a calm expression.

"At least, at the end of life, you can do what you like."

"What are you thinking?"

Seeing Aldan's expression, Zhou Yuxuan reached out and poked Aldan's face.

Well, you Aldan, you started to play Chongguo's wenqing disease before you got married to Chongguo, right?

Being poked by Zhou Yuxuan, Aldan froze for a moment.

Those eyes were full of doubt and grievance.

"You said it like you envied this situation."

Seeing the bewildered Aldan, Zhou Yuxuan seemed to be addicted to Aldan's cheeks, and began to pinch Aldan's cheeks.

Aldan's little face is also soft.

But Zhou Yuxuan was afraid of being popular, so he quickly let go.

"It's not a bad thing to do your own thing at the end of your life, but... You also said that the painter died young, right?"

Do you envy someone who died young?

I smell the breath of life theory.

Shut up for me, living well is the last word.

"I know that in order to shine as a racehorse girl, I will do anything even with my fragile legs, but you have to think about your parents, your friends around you, and everyone who loves and cares about you."

Zhou Yuxuan looked at Aldan in a daze, and continued talking.

"I hope I can see you happy when I get old, instead of seeing a racehorse girl who broke her leg for a moment of happiness."

But you can heal yourself.

I would take a wheelchair for Aldan's sake.

But you can't indulge a racehorse girl who breaks her body from running.

If Madam Saima knew about it, if she was a little bit sickly, she might hurt herself every day, or simply protect herself like a baby.

Come here today, and then confide in your heart, is your purpose, right?

Don't look at the dagger here.

"Trainer, you mean, do you want to be together even when you are old?"

Having captured certain key words, Aldan looked up at Zhou Yuxuan.

Those purple eyes seemed to be smiling.

"you really......"

Chapter 110 Put Your Life on the Trainer

You Aldan are not honest at all.

Right.

I thought Aldan was a bit skinny before.

In the comics, there are even pictures of Aldan riding a balance car.

But unlike the golden ship, Aldan is really cute.

"Okay, as long as you are willing to be healthy and live the life of a horse race girl well... No, it is to live this life in peace."

Zhou Yuxuan moved his face closer.

"But I'm still a little worried. In this case, I will have to monitor you for the rest of my life."

"Is this considered an early payment reward?"

Aldan looked at Zhou Yuxuan's approaching gaze, not only did not retreat, he did not even close his eyes.

Their eyes met, and after a while, Zhou Yuxuan opened the distance first.

"You didn't come here today just to blow yourself up, did you?"

If it is simply to express that, for the sake of dreams, it is a bit inappropriate to wrong her glass-like legs.

Trainer, I'm about to get angry.

"Well, actually, I've been a little uneasy."

Aldan was a little uncomfortable with Zhou Yuxuan's distance, so he took a step closer.

Seeing that Zhou Yuxuan didn't respond, he was relieved.

Trainers still like themselves.

"The trainer, the me before, seemed too capricious."

Before, I avoided the agreement on my own, and I didn't have a proper talk with Zhou Yuxuan.

After that, he went to the qualifiers on his own.

It's all about feeling good about yourself after going through that.

He also didn't realize how hard it was for Zhou Yuxuan to follow her like this.

"Accepting the willfulness of the horse girl is also the duty of the trainer."

Zhou Yuxuan hesitated for a while, and then said this sentence of comfort.

Racehorse girls are all adolescent girls, and it doesn't matter if they have some immunity in some insignificant matters.

"Of course, only some insignificant things."

Seeing that Aldan seemed to think of something bad, Zhou Yuxuan hurriedly reminded him.

Not all willful behavior can be tolerated.

For example, heavy racecourse and horse jumping.

Aldan's originally happy smile froze a bit.

"I see."

It seems that the trainer has a very firm bottom line.

"I am very grateful to the trainers for their tolerance, but I still want to be willful."

Aldan looked at the painting.

Burning yourself for a dream is a great thing for most people.