Let it be surrounded by mountain flowers.
Gu Weijing's mood just couldn't calm down.
Thinking is the most naughty child in the world. It will affect your creative state by beating gongs and drums when you need the power of tranquility most.
But you are completely helpless.
It is impossible for the most powerful mixed martial arts champion in the world to take the hateful kid named "Fidget" out of the palace of thinking and beat him up.
He is not fighting a tangible enemy, but a 1,400-gram "big walnut" covered with protein grooves and composed of gray matter, white matter, and ventricles wrapped in the skull. Fighting with myself.
Wrestling with yourself, the harder you try, the more you go in the opposite direction.
In the end, there is no other way to go except exhaustion of thinking.
Gu Weijing actually just encountered that the wisteria tree in the Royal Botanic Garden had been transplanted.
A trivial thing.
Every painter on the road of painting may encounter an episode even more unfortunate than this at any time.
Huang Binhong was blind, Beethoven was deaf, Monet had cataracts, and Matisse suffered from severe arthritis in his later years. His right hand continued to lose any function and he had to learn to hold a pen with his left hand again.
Compared with the tragedies encountered in the lives of these great artists in history, this is really nothing.
But Gu Weijing is really annoying.
The flowers and trees in the botanical garden were just an inducement to his irritability. The real reason that made him uneasy was Ms. Tangning's speech in the interview.
After watching the video, Gu Weijing remained calm on the surface when he arrived at the botanical garden, but somewhere deep in his heart, he was stung by Ms. Tangning's arrogant tone.
The self-esteem of young people is only a small part of the reason.
For a child like him who grew up in a remote country, his self-esteem is not that strong. Grandpa Gu Tongxiang did not suffer any kind of hardships when he was young.
Gu Weijing didn't care if Tang Ning stepped on her.
What really stimulated him was the inferiority complex hidden deep in his heart.
"You are just a mediocre person."
"You are destined to never be me."
"Smiling at random children will give them too much What an unrealistic fantasy.”
“If you’re not convinced that the Hundred Flowers Picture is there, just try to draw it.”
The words in the interview seemed to be unable to dissipate and linger. The echoes of the past wandered repeatedly in his brain.
With each stroke, the sound gets louder and louder.
Gu Weijing imagined.
If you put yourself in Katsuko Sakai’s shoes and encounter similar ridicule, how will the girl react?
You should be able to write and challenge calmly.
You want me to draw it for you
Okay.
I’ll just draw it for you.
If it doesn’t work for one day, then paint for two days. If it doesn’t work for two days, paint for two months. If it doesn’t work for two days, paint for one year. One day, Sakai Katsuko will surely be able to put a lifelike painting on the other person's face, hold her graceful neck high, and welcome the applause and cheers of the world.
No, it is probably more likely to laugh it off.
A true genius has a strong heart, so strong that she no longer needs to do something to prove her ability.
Gu Weijing was not sure how Miss Sakai would react.
But he believed that Shengzi would not be as irritable as him, nor would he be as fearful as him
.
Because what Senior Tang Ning said was truly the truth.
In Mr. Cao's eyes, Gu Weijing is a bright and energetic artist who can mix the most suitable paints for murals just by trying in one afternoon.
In the eyes of Sakai Katsuko, Gu Weijing has outstanding skills at a young age, and his oil paintings, sketches, and traditional Chinese paintings are all brilliant.
Because of the mutual attraction between geniuses, Miss Katsuko fell in love with the boy who could bring her novel feelings that other peers did not have.
Only in the dead of night, when I am alone in a room, washing my face, brushing my teeth and looking in the mirror.
It becomes clear only after looking at the scriptures.
The boy in the mirror is really not as talented as Tang Ning, who was able to draw a hundred flowers at the age of twenty, nor is he as enterprising as Katsuko Sakai.
The system is gone.
He is nothing.
All of Gu Weijing's techniques are all based on adding points. What Mr. Cao likes and what Miss Sakai likes is the virtual layer of the system.
If life is a fairy tale.
Then when Gu Weijing got the script, it was definitely not the little prince, but Cinderella.
He is like the Cinderella in the fairy tale who suddenly gets the glass slipper and the pumpkin carriage.
Gu Weijing plays a role that is not his own at a stolen dance.
Every word that Senior Tang Ning said is truly correct.
In this dance, every character is very gorgeous and powerful, but the only one who is just pretending to be powerful is himself.
Thinking about it this way, Gu Weijing might as well be worse than Cinderella.
Miss Cinderella is really good-looking, and she fascinated the prince.
And Gu Weijing’s most commendable cover painting of The Little Prince actually just stole Mr. Sloth’s insights.
If it were another person, anyone could do it.
When Gu Weijing used to paint together with Sakai Katsuko, he was so shocked by Miss Katsuko’s natural creative ability that he felt inferior in his heart.
In the art industry, 1’s inspiration is more important than 99’s sweat.
A real genius casually thought of using finger smearing to handle the color transition between oil painting and Chinese painting, and he could onlyHe kept painting in front of the easel.
Since then, Gu Weijing found that he lacked some spiritual energy.
It’s just that his inferiority and fear at that time were suppressed by Sakai Katsuko’s tender and sweet story about Manet and Monet.
Gu Weijing also felt that there was always a system that could add points anyway, but maybe he was being too pretentious.
He has been thinking hard these days about how to draw wisteria flowers, but he can't.
Until he saw the video of a reporter interviewing Tang Ning on the train.
Gu Weijing suddenly realized another possibility: perhaps, the flowers are the same flowers, but the people are not the same people.
Li Bai's prosperity is like brocade, Xu Wei's desolation is desolate, and Ms. Tang Ning's small bridge with flowing water has a long meaning.
Both are correct.
There is no wrong way to draw.
It’s just that Gu Wei couldn’t understand the Sutra, nor could he draw it.
Because when he needs to rely on his own real insights to break through the bottleneck, he is neither Li Taibai, nor Xu Wenchang, nor Tang Ning, the daughter of a Jiangnan calligraphy and painting family with thousands of talents.
It was Gu Weijing who was wrong.
The mistake is that he is just an ordinary little native in Yangon.
Objectively speaking, this is the most reasonable explanation for his inability to draw the work he wanted.
Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix.
Grandpa Gu Tongxiang has been stuck at the bottleneck of painting at the first level of his career all his life, and he has been unable to make any progress for a long time.
What can he achieve by Gu Weijing? Following the path prepared by Professor Lin Tao for the imaginary artistic genius "Gu Weijing", reading two books at random is like a wake-up call, and he suddenly becomes enlightened.
"Quiet, don't think about these things. I want to paint. Now all you need to do is to draw the wisteria flowers."
Gu Wei suffered from painful closure. On the eyes.
He knows that the more he thinks this way, the more he gets into trouble, and the more he is ruined.
He tried to throw away the echoes of thoughts and the clutter of self-pity in his mind like trash.
However, Gu Weijing couldn't do it at all.
Oriental artists pay attention to thinking as calm and clear as water. Mengxi’s pen talk records that Lin Bu, the plum wife and the crane, had to bathe, burn incense, and change clothes every time before writing poems and paintings, just to adjust. Immersive state of mind.
Gu Weijing was in a hurry. The harder he tried to separate a certain thought, the clearer the echo in his mind became.
At the beginning, the lines from the video interview echoed in his mind.
As such echoes gradually filled every corner of his mind, the noisy little person in his mind quietly changed from Ms. Tangning’s voice to that of Gu. To listen to your own voice.
"Add a little more, just add a little and it will be solved. This is the path I should take. Why should people embarrass themselves?"
"Others don't know what's going on with you. Don't I know how much I weigh?"
Gu Weijing breathed rapidly.
He gasped and opened the virtual panel of the system. The remuneration for the Little Prince illustration task has not yet been converted into free attribute points that can be distributed through the Jasmine Foundation.
Fortunately.
He also left a little free experience points for daily use of calligraphy and painting appraisal techniques.
It is enough to eliminate the last hundred points gap and directly add Chinese painting techniques to the second level of the profession.
"Oh, outstanding technique cannot cover up the emptiness of inspiration. This is the biggest difference between me and Ouistroy. You may be able to fool yourself for a while, or you may be able to fool Mr. Cao, or some viewers, but you always have It’s a day of revelation. You can’t be fooled your whole career. You think you can understand the meaning of wisteria paintings by adding a little bit."
"No, no, no, kid, this is completely true. Two things. Experience and proficiency cannot replace perception, that is the true soul of the artist."
When his eyes turned to the panel, the villain in his mind changed from "Gu Wei." "Jing" said to herself, which turned into Tang Ning's sneer.
"You can never become me. A mediocre person will always be a mediocre person, forever. Your best ending is just to become ouistroy."
Gu Weijing firmly believes in The end of the brush he was holding trembled, and a drop of lavender ink dripped from the tip of the brush, turning into a wisp of dirty ink on the rice paper.
“You can’t add more points. Adding more points may not be a big problem in itself. But now if you add more points to this mentality, this threshold will become an eternal obstacle in the soul, and you will never be able to jump out in your life. ”
He had a vague feeling.
"Gu Jun, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
At some point, Sakai Katsuko stood beside him worriedly, looking at the scene in front of him.
Miss Sakai didn't care about the bodyguard's request for palettes and painting supplies.
The girl just took out a dark green sketch pad.
Little girl Jasmine was holding her cat and playing in the shade of a big tree, while Katsuko Sakai was holding a drawing board and sitting on a big rock not far away to draw.
She had to type out several line drawings for the picture in her mind of the girl reading poetry to the cat, which represented the "hustle and bustle of the world", and design the most suitable composition.
A few minutes ago.
Sakai Katsuko originally wanted to ask Gu Weijing if he wanted to have something to eat together at noon.
Katsuko discovered that her boyfriend’s mood was not quite right.
His face is too red
Gu Weijing’s fingertips holding the brush turned slightly white, and the corners of his eyes were slightly bloodshot. He murmured impatiently to himself, and his chest continued. A violent ups and downs.
The forehead is covered with fine beads of sweat.
"Hey, look at me, are you okay?" Ms. Sakai raised her voice slightly.
“InvincibleSon, don't disturb me. Let me finish it, I can do it. Gu Weijing, you can definitely do it. "He whispered to himself, staring at the white rice paper in front of him, as if staring at a huge avalanche that was sweeping over and would be buried if he couldn't run out.
Sakai Katsuko hesitated for a few seconds.
She knelt down and picked up the scattered paper balls one by one at Gu Weijing's feet.
Sakai Katsuko carefully turned over all the drawings in her hand. , and looked at the rice paper in front of the boy.
“Stop drawing, your mind is too messed up, and you won’t improve if you continue drawing like this. "
Shengzi dipped his palms in a soft bucket filled with lake water, walked behind Gu Weijing, and gently touched his hot forehead and temples.
" Stop painting now, let’s go rowing for a while. Once you relax, feel at ease, and let your mind flow, you will naturally be able to draw well. Come on, let's go play for a while. "Sakai Shengzi comforted her, trying to change Gu Weijing's mood.
There will be no improvement if you continue drawing like this.
Gu Weijing's heart skipped a beat. .
Yes.
Even if Shengzi is an outsider in Chinese painting, she can still see that she will not improve if she keeps doing this.
"What if I never improve?"
Gu Weijing finally looked away from the rice paper and turned to look at the pretty girl next to him, but his eyes were a little desperate.< /p>
Sakai Katsuko frowned slightly.
She could feel the depression of her boyfriend. She didn't know why Gu Weijing was fine in the morning and suddenly fell into such an emotional state.
But that empty, depressed and depressed look filled Sakai Katsuko's heart with pity.
The girl stepped forward, spread her arms, and tried to give as before. A hug from someone around him made him temporarily forget everything that made him irritated.
"How is it possible? Of course you can do it. Your talent amazed even my father. You are my best." Nay. Don't you believe in yourself? "
Gu Weijing took a small step back.
"Shengzi, if I am not as talented as you think, will you still like me?" He said sadly asked.
“Hey, hey, hey, don’t think about it. Gu Jun, your talent and you are a whole, and I love every part of you. ”
Sakai Katsuko scraped his forehead with her fingers, hoping to wake him up.
The effect was little.
Gu Weijing just restarted He turned his gaze back to the table, his eyes so sad that he was heartbroken.
“Shengzi, maybe I am not your Monet. "
He said slowly.
If Gu Weijing could calm down and look at it from a third-party perspective that is smart enough and thorough, he would find that he was not actually He is not as unbearable as he imagined.
He is.He just suddenly fell into the whirlpool of depression.
This emotional vortex of self-doubt is often the biggest stumbling block on the career path of every great artist. It is also the direct reason why many literary and artistic creators shoot themselves in the head in pain.
Buddhists call it karma.
Taoists call it the inner demon.
In the artist industry, there is often a fear of talent dissipating and exhaustion and confusion about the uncertainty of the future.
Not every painter will encounter it, but most great painters cannot avoid being entangled in this emotion at some stage in their lives.
In other words,
This is the biggest obstacle on the career path of a real painter.
A few people can withstand them and achieve nirvana and rebirth.
Most people will be knocked down by this feeling, and this self-doubt will become an eternal painful feeling in their career.
This is the main purpose of Ms. Tang Ning’s remarks to reporters during the interview.
She is not just trash talk.
Please, there are millions of people every minute, and time is precious. It is necessary to speak harshly to some Yangon bumpkin in front of an important interview
Of course Tangning I don’t know, Gu Wei Jing has a system.
The cheating device of the system made Gu Weijing feel deep in his heart. No matter what achievements he made, he still could not get rid of the inferiority complex brought about by his original family environment.
What does it matter?
Even though he was as powerful as Van Gogh, he still communicated with Gauguin all day long, revealing his despair for life, fear of loss of inspiration, and fear of the world. Confused and full of lack of confidence in myself.
Before shooting himself in the head again, Gauguin almost went crazy with torture.
Monet was not much better. In his letters, he claimed that he was the puppet of the puppet of inspiration, even in his later years when he had become famous.
In Monet’s letters to friends, there still occasionally appears: “Sometimes in my life, I am so confident that I feel like an angel, descending into the world with a special mission, capable of doing anything. But I am omnipotent. Sometimes, I feel that I am just lucky enough to get a kiss from the muse. If one day, she stops kissing me and I lose my painting magic, then I will have no choice but to commit suicide." Weirdly inferior wording.
Tang Ning knew that the smaller the place, the harder it would be for a painter from a bad background to get rid of this inner demon.
This is true for Van Gogh and Gauguin.
How virtuous and capable is Gu Weijing? There can be exceptions
Any time Gu Weijing has a little bit of such negative emotions in his heart, it will be continuously amplified by her words. torn apart, and finally entangled in thoughts, falling like the depths of a quagmire.
When a painter begins to doubt himself, he loses the courage to create. At this moment, the true genius also falls into the mediocrity..
This is the trick of the art industry.
Either you don’t say harsh words, or you use ruthless actions.
Ms. Tangning knows the painter industry very well.
Gu Weijing is far better than he imagined, even though he is still a little-known painter.
Tang Ning already felt a sense of crisis from Mr. Cao Xuan’s tone and mentality when he mentioned Gu Weijing, as well as Professor Lin Tao’s admiration for the boy when she deliberately pretended to mention him unintentionally. .
So,
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