Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 176 174. I do whatever you want

In the brightly lit study room, the princess's ethereal singing voice floated out from the speakers, and her ethereal crooning was very calming and calming.

Chen Li'an sat in front of the workbench, and gently scraped off a layer of thin iron wire bent into a semicircle in his hand on the unfinished sculpture. The originally awkward places instantly became harmonious.

There is a set of carving knives placed on the workbench, but Chen Li'an doesn't like to use those things now, and they are far less convenient than the thin wire he made himself.

There is a big difference between Eastern and Western sculptures. Generally speaking, Chen Li'an thinks that he is not good enough to come into contact with traditional domestic sculptures. Whether it is wood carving or stone carving, it is not easy to learn.

In comparison, Western sculptures are easy to acquire and very suitable for modern society.

However, modern sculpture is in a very contradictory state. It is alienated from society and criticizes industrial civilization, but it is also keen to use modern materials and techniques to help sculpture achieve better spatial breakthroughs.

Artists have always been a group of contradictory people. All art and culture will go through such a contradictory process before transformation.

This is especially true for social changes. Conflicts are the fundamental cause of development.

Chen Li'an is now in a conflicting and confused stage of life. He has no inspiration at all for painting. He tried painting several times, but in the end he tore it up because he was not satisfied.

Today's sculptures don't have any creativity, they just use sculptures to appease their hearts.

Sitting on a chair and turning the soft, shapeless clay into a shaped and three-dimensional statue little by little, Chen Li'an will feel a sense of growth.

The process of sculpting will calm Chen Li'an's confused heart a lot.

Time unknowingly disappeared little by little in the wire in Chen Li'an's hand, and the sky outside gradually dimmed.

When the time came to half past six, Chen Li'an heard a knock on the door outside the study, so he put down the wire in his hand and picked up the rag on the table and wiped his hands casually.

The sludge was very sticky and difficult to wipe off when it got on his hands, but Chen Li'an didn't care. He had to continue later anyway, so there was no need to wash his hands deliberately.

Chen Li'an came to the entrance, opened the door and looked at Chen Zihan who was carefully dressed outside. He was not surprised that she came alone. As for whether she asked Fu Dalong, Chen Li'an could guess.

Chen Zihan gently pulled back his hair, raised the fruit in his hand and said, "This is my first time here, so I bought you some fruit."

This surprised Chen Li'an. He reached out to take the fruit and turned sideways and said, "Please come in, thank you for the fruit."

Chen Zihan walked in and took a curious look at the luxuriously decorated house. He couldn't help but be surprised. He stood on the carpet at the door and looked at the clean floor. He asked a little embarrassedly: "Are there any slippers that I can change into?"

Chen Li'an lowered his head and glanced at the brown boots on Chen Zihan's feet, then bent down and took out a spare pair of slippers and placed them in front of her.

Chen Zihan looked at the pair of pink slippers on the ground, pursed his lips and was curious about why Chen Li'an had women's slippers, but he still grabbed Chen Li'an's arm as planned and said: "Help me, these shoes are difficult to take off."

Chen Li'an dragged Chen Zihan's arm and watched quietly as she took off her long boots, revealing her slender calves and feet wearing white cotton socks.

The little toes under the white cotton socks were as round and cute as orange petals. The moment they took off the shoes, they twisted restlessly, as if they were calling for freedom after seeing the light of day again.

Chen Li'an sniffed subconsciously, but he didn't smell any strange smell. It was estimated that Chen Zihan hadn't put on his boots for long and hadn't walked much.

Chen Zihan, who was bending to change his shoes, looked up and noticed Chen Li'an's movements. A trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes. Then he lowered his head and sniffed gently to make sure he didn't smell any strange smell. Then he looked up at Chen Li'an in confusion. .

Seeing that there was no strange expression on Chen Li'an's face, Chen Zihan breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad that he had changed into new socks and shoes before coming here, and he didn't dare to walk too fast for fear that he would sweat.

When Chen Zihan took off both boots and stepped on the soft slippers, he felt a sense of security and no longer worried when facing Chen Li'an's eyes.

It's similar to the sense of security that even if your socks are really torn or have a strange smell, you won't be exposed.

A small inadvertent movement can make people nervous, and a pair of small slippers can give people a sense of security.

Human beings are very strange creatures, with so many thoughts and emotions, that a special discipline of psychology has even been born, which shows the complexity of human psychology and the dangerous situation in urgent need of rescue.

After arriving in the living room, Chen Zihan saw the entire room clearly, looking at the white luxurious leather sofa, the wool carpet on the floor, and several exquisitely framed oil paintings hanging on the walls. She fell in love with this place at that moment.

In the restaurant, Chen Li'an took a look at the fruit Chen Zihan bought. They were several kilograms of oranges, which looked ugly and sweet.

Chen Li'an glanced at the grease on his hands and gave up the idea of ​​trying the oranges to see if they were sweet. After placing the oranges on the table, he walked to the living room and asked Chen Zihan to sit down.

Chen Zihan sat on the sofa with his legs together, looking very well-behaved.

"Are you sure you want to watch The Lion King?" Chen Li'an walked to the TV and asked.

Chen Zihan hummed, and Chen Li'an bent down and took out the CD and put it into the VCD. He also thoughtfully brought Chen Zihan snacks and soda.

Chen Zihan was a little cramped sitting on the sofa. Seeing Chen Li'an preparing snacks and soda so thoughtfully, the tension in his heart dissipated a lot. He followed Chen Li'an's figure closely, looking forward to him watching a movie on the sofa with her.

It would be even better if we could feed each other snacks and have a bottle of soda!

Under the dim light of the TV, Chen Zihan's cheeks were slightly red. What girl wouldn't be pregnant?

Watch a movie twice? Chen Li'an would not do such a thing.

Looking at the snacks and soda on the coffee table, and then at the title of The Lion King that was playing, Chen Li'an nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Chen Zihan: "Look slowly, I have to go to the snack and soda refrigerator first." There’s still some in there, you’re welcome.”

"oh oh."

Chen Zihan nodded subconsciously, then stared at Chen Li'an, turned around, walked into the study and slammed the door.

well? ? ? What is this for?

Is that how the script is written? I didn’t come to your house to watch a movie. I didn’t just watch it in the living room alone!

man! Did you make a mistake?

In the past, Chen Li'an wouldn't mind watching movies with Chen Zihan, but now he just wants to quietly make sculptures and think about life.

As for why Chen Zihan was allowed to watch the movie, it was just because it would make things unrelated to philosophy and art appear in his life, which could adjust his mood very well.

Chen Li'an also wanted to find a few other good friends and sisters, but after thinking about it, he still didn't dare to go, for fear that they would be the next Gong Li.

The nightmare he had that day was still fresh in his memory, and he couldn't help but be afraid when he thought about it.

In the study room, Chen Li'an looked at Simba standing on the cliff with his head held high on the table, looked at it carefully, picked up the wire and continued to refine it.

Chen Zihan was sitting blankly on the sofa in the living room. The colorful pictures and exciting music on the TV could not attract her attention at all.

What’s so great about cartoons! Only kids like it!

In Nortel's dormitory, Jiang Qingqing, who was lying bored on the bed, suddenly sneezed, turned over, pulled off the quilt on her body, and muttered a curse: Chen Zihan, a heartless man, left his sisters to go out to play alone!

On the TV, Simba and his friends were walking happily in the forest, but outside the TV, Chen Zihan was sitting alone on the sofa, frowning, looking angrily at the study with the door closed.

I didn’t really come to watch the movie, so what should I do now?

Chen Zihan sat on the sofa for a while, not daring to disturb Chen Li'an's creation, so he could only pick up a bag of snacks and watch TV boredly.

But Chen Zihan was attracted by the movie just as he watched it, and the snacks in his hands were not touched for a long time.

Hehe, the cartoon is quite interesting. Chen Zihan was watching the movie with such relish that he had forgotten the purpose of coming here.

More than an hour later, Chen Zihan looked at Simba who had become the king of the forest with red eyes, as if he was inspired by Simba's courage to move forward, and finally remembered what he was here for.

After coming back to his senses, Chen Zihan looked at the half-eaten chocolate bar in his hand, put it on the table, stood up and wandered around the living room.

The living room and dining room are very clean, which shows that Chen Li'an is a person who pays attention to hygiene and is not lazy. There are traces of cooking in the kitchen, and there are many and rich ingredients in the refrigerator, which shows that he enjoys life.

There are several books placed by the bedside in the bedroom, all of which have marks of reading, indicating that he is a man of culture and good habits. The clothes in the wardrobe are neat and hung in categories, indicating that he is an organized person.

There was only one set of toiletries in the bathroom, indicating that he lived alone! ! !

This is the most important! However, there were no photos in the whole room, no photos with his family and no photos of himself. This means that he has a bad relationship with his family, and he is not a narcissistic person?

Chen Zihan was not sure about the last point, but after observing this circle, she found that Chen Li'an really perfectly matched all her fantasies about her partner.

It's perfect, the only flaw is that it might be a little bit bad taste.

Chen Zihan was very sure that she was attracted to Chen Li'an. She could feel Chen Li'an's admiration for her when they were in school and having dinner together.

It's just that she can't understand why Chen Li'an would leave her alone here and run to create by herself. Can't she stop the inspiration?

It didn't look like he was very anxious before, so it was intentional? Want to take the initiative?

Chen Zihan felt as if he had figured out Chen Li'an's thoughts, and walked to Chen Li'an's study with light steps. He raised his hand to knock on the door, but was afraid of disturbing Chen Li'an, so he raised his hand, grasped the handle, and gently twisted and pushed it away. A gap.

Chen Zihan bent over and took a sneak peek inside, and found that Chen Li'an was concentrating on playing with mud.

Well. Just playing in the mud, Chen Zihan is sure of this! What Chen Li'an was holding in his hands was just mud. He was kneading and squeezing it, looking extremely happy.

Have you made a mistake? If you leave such a pure, beautiful and invincible girl to play, why are you playing in the mud?

If you have the ability, come and knead me! Are you a child of seven or eight years old? !

For an incompetent child like Chen Li'an, Chen Zihan immediately decided to give him some color and let him know that beautiful girls are much more interesting than mud!

Chen Zihan opened the door and walked in. He walked straight in front of Chen Li'an, raised his legs and sat on Chen Li'an's workbench.

Looking at Chen Zihan who came to disturb him, Chen Li'an frowned, filled the clay in his hand on the cliff at the foot of Simba, wiped it with his fingers a few times, and then raised his head and looked at Chen Zihan.

Chen Zihan looked down at Chen Li'an, raised his hand and gently unbuttoned a shirt button, leaned down and looked into Chen Li'an's eyes and asked, "Am I not as attractive as Niba?"

Glancing at the gleam of spring on Chen Zihan's collar, Chen Li'an shook his head calmly, his eyes calm as if confirming an extremely correct fact.

Chen Zihan stared at Chen Li'an with wide eyes and couldn't tell for a moment whether he was lying or whether he really thought he was not as attractive as Niba.

Are all boys so childish? They are either playing in the mud or picking up branches and pretending to be heroes. But you are already in your twenties, why are you still like this?

Chen Li'an leaned back on the chair, grabbed a piece of clay and kneaded it in his hands. His fingers were covered with gray clay, and he didn't care at all about Chen Zihan's anger.

When I want to create or study, no one is attractive, not even Bai Qing, let alone Chen Zihan.

Chen Li'an's calm gaze made Chen Zihan feel a little frightened. He couldn't help but get down from the workbench and hurriedly buttoned up the collar.

I'm so confused, why did I do such a stupid thing on impulse? Chen Zihan regrets it so much now,

Chen Li'an looked at Chen Zihan like this, then sat up and said seriously: "First of all, this is not playing with mud, this is sculpture. Secondly, I don't like others to disturb my creation. Finally, there are many movie CDs outside. If you are bored, you can choose one. Watch your favorite movie, or go back to school now.”

Facing Chen Li'an's serious and majestic look, Chen Zihan lowered his head timidly like a primary school student in training. After he finished speaking, he whispered an apology in a low voice, and then ran away quickly.

After running out of the study, Chen Zihan's heart couldn't stop beating. He felt that Chen Li'an just now was so magical that he almost couldn't control himself and bent down and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

"Fortunately, I got it under control." Chen Zihan patted his chest gently, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have admitted his mistake and said I was sorry. It was just right.

"You are obviously about the same age as me, but why do you have the majesty of a superior?" Chen Zihan turned his head and glanced at the open door of the study room, hesitated for a while, then returned, showed a cute smile at Chen Li'an, and then whispered : "I'll close the door for you."

Chen Li'an raised his head and glanced at Chen Zihan, then bowed his head and continued working.

Seeing that Chen Li'an had no other reaction, Chen Zihan carefully closed the door. The fingers holding the handle were very hard, but the closing speed was very slow. After closing the door gently, he couldn't help but let out a breath.

Chen Li'an in the room didn't care what Chen Zihan was feeling outside, he just kneaded the clay and continued to fill the cliff at Simba's feet.

After a while, Chen Li'an heard the sound of the TV in the living room and then gradually lowered it. He raised his head and chuckled, and continued working.

Chen Zihan in the living room took the remote control to turn down the volume, then picked up a chocolate bar and took a bite. His eyes were not on the TV but in the direction of the study, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the room, Chen Li'an was thinking about whether to destroy the Simba that had just been made in front of him. If someone knew that the great artist Chen Li'an's first sculpture was The Lion King, would they think it was unartistic?

After thinking briefly for two seconds, Chen Li'an gave up the idea. If he really ruined this work and didn't want to admit it, that would be really unartistic.

Chen Li'an laughed self-deprecatingly. There was indeed something wrong with his recent mentality. If he had never had such thoughts before.

What exactly happened?

Chen Li'an rubbed the grease on his fingers and fell into thinking.

Is it because Gong Li is pregnant? Chen Li'an thought of this immediately, and then shook his head. This was just one of the reasons.

Perhaps it is because of Director Yang’s words that art is a language, but it has completely disappeared in China.

Chen Li'an thought about various problems over and over again, while looking at himself, reminding each other that he seemed to be timid after returning from Venice.

I began to add politics and business to art, and began to actively cater to them. I forgot my original intention of doing art in the first place. At that time, I just wanted to be happy and satisfied.

Now I have almost lost this original intention.

I am not short of money, and I am not seeking fame, so why should I consider what I have and what I don’t have.

Chen Li'an took a deep breath, solemnly picked up the little Simba on the workbench, and placed it on his IDE bookshelf.

Once the work is done in the studio, it is immediately sent to drying to complete the final steps.

You should use this Simba to remind yourself not to lose courage, not to be confused, and to move forward bravely!

Chen Li'an looked at his hands full of putty, opened the study door and came to the living room. He looked at Chen Zihan who was sleeping on the sofa, shook his head slightly and wondered why she didn't go back to the dormitory to sleep.

Do you believe in yourself so much? But I have changed now.

Chen Li'an glanced at Chen Zihan, who was curled up on the sofa and pouting unconsciously, and suspected that she had done nothing good in her dream.

Chen Li'an went to the bathroom and washed his hands with soap over and over again until all the grease between his nails was cleaned. Then he wiped his hands and came to the living room, squatting opposite Chen Zihan and looking at her long eyelashes that were trembling slightly.

Chen Zihan, who had just woken up, was extremely nervous, but he still closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, especially looking forward to what Chen Li'an would do to him, so that he could legitimately rely on him!

"Get up if you're not asleep. It's almost eleven o'clock now and we can't go back to school."

Chen Li'an's voice rang in Chen Zihan's ears. Chen Zihan, who was pretending to sleep, pursed his lips and opened his eyes to see Chen Li'an's serious face. He immediately pursed his lips and sat up obediently.

"Okay, let's talk about it, what are we going to do tonight?" Chen Li'an sat down opposite Chen Zihan and asked.

Chen Zihan raised his head slightly, glanced at Chen Li'an, and whispered, "Whatever you do."

(There is also a chapter where a large part of it turned red during the test. I guess it was put in after I posted it. I will revise it during the day and then post it again.)