The sin of wearing a crown

"You are a little greedy..."

Faced with the unsatisfactory request of this poor painter, Lin En pondered and seemed to be thinking about it. He glanced at the charming and beautiful woman from the corner of his eye. Seeing that she didn't look disgusted, he continued with the uneasy look on the humble painter's face. .

"However, only artists who know how to be stubborn can create excellent works. Those who follow the trend fail to infuse their own understanding of art into their works, even if it is not understood by others."

As soon as Lin En's map cannon was fired, most of the people nearby who were watching the self-proclaimed artist turned pale and red for a while. It could be said that these words directly poked at their weaknesses that were difficult to face. After all, art doesn't have a strict and fixed standard. It's not like mathematics. If you don't know it, you really don't know it.

Sensing the change in his eyes, the young gentleman smiled carelessly.

It feels so good to be a keyboard warrior.

If I don’t go up, I’ll be BB. Besides, your own sense of aesthetics is not so easy to fool. Don’t try to fool people by tearing off wallpaper at home and saying it is a work of art.

"If your painting skills are indeed superb and will not disgrace my lady's honor, then after my portrait is completed, I will invite my lady to paint in pairs. If there is no problem, let's get started."

If you're fooling a ghost, think about it for yourself.

Although Lin En was smiling gently and harmlessly, the seriousness and seriousness of a superior revealed in those blue eyes made the poor painter named Worden feel cold. Worden grabbed the paintbrush, gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously. The opportunity in front of him might be the only good luck in his life. If he didn't want to be beaten to the head by some unknown person tomorrow and left to die in a field with blood, it would be best to do it now. Spend 120% of your energy to complete the first portrait.

He believed that he would be able to draw the most perfect painting in this salon, which would amaze everyone with his skills and become famous in Albion!

'I have the best models, the best...'

More and more people are watching. A down-and-out painter, a young model as beautiful as an elf, and a fateful painting. It seems reasonable and expected that this kind of thing will happen in the salon. This scene has become a tradition among artists since the advent of the Salon.

The most famous thing is that they are a pair of embarrassing musicians.

One is a court musician who has mastered countless movements and has unparalleled attainments in musical instruments. The other is a young self-taught folk genius who never sticks to music and can compose music wherever he sees.

The two met and collided at a certain music salon. Compared to the seriousness of the court musicians who paid attention to etiquette, the young genius was bohemian and indulgent, which was simply an insult to music, at least in the opinion of the court musicians. The first meeting was so unpleasant, but through constant collisions, the two came to understand each other's pursuit of music.

At the moment they reached reconciliation, the over-indulgent young genius regretfully left an unfinished movement and went to serve the Righteous God early. The court musicians also resigned after completing the symphony. position, lamenting that no one in the world can understand his music anymore.

Quite fittingly, what the salon musicians were playing at the moment was the last work of a pair of musicians who had very different personalities and could be said to dislike each other, but who resonated perfectly artistically, "The Unfinished Requiem" 】.

The melodious and deep sound of the violin sounded.

It seemed like a young girl who had only a few days left was sitting in front of the window looking at the sunshine in the distance. Amidst the smooth and melodious sound of the piano, the sound of clear spring jade beads came in, out of thin air, adding a few touches to this depressing and low-spirited atmosphere. Very nervous, as if he was being urged.

When Worden was about to pick up the pen, he was so nervous that he even forgot to open his paint box. Lin En stood casually on the far side. Everyone moved aside and moved a high-top table for him. A beam of light happened to shine behind the young gentleman. In the natural composition, the countess is standing in the dark on one side, maintaining communication with Linn.

On the plain white paper on the drawing board, I finally began to outline and paint.

"This person is so sparing with paints for practice. It seems unlikely that he will be able to draw satisfactory paintings." The Countess shook her folding fan, and her charming eyes guessed the ending from Worden's unfamiliar movements. .

Her dear, it seems hard to show mercy and have a good result.

Amiste remembered that there were many rivers near Beifeng Town, which were suitable for arrogant people to wake up their minds.

"Maybe, but he is looking at the moon. For me, I want to give this opportunity, and I can give it." Lin En suddenly thought of a story that he did not understand when he was a boy.

"moon?"

There is a cultural generation gap, the charming lady asked in confusion.

"That's right, the moon and sixpence. Should those who live for art look up at the moon in the sky, or lower their heads and pay attention to the sixpence at their feet? An artist, until he has given everything, even his life, to art, In the end, he chose to burn all his life's works of art without leaving any wood behind. I am willing to respect these artists who keep looking at the moon but ignore the sixpences at their feet."

Lin En's voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it was very clear in this involuntarily quiet environment.

This is a place where artists gather together. When they heard the story described in Lin En's simple words, they all felt a sense of relief that they were recognized.

Art has a very obvious characteristic in terms of fame and income.

That is death from drought and death from waterlogging.

Famous people have unlimited fame and popularity. They go to various luxurious and extravagant places with arrogance and can talk about the moon in the sky at will. As for those who are not famous, no one cares about the paintings placed on the streets in the cold wind. They can only silently lower their heads and count the six pennies thrown at their feet.

It can be said that Lin En's story spoke directly to their hearts. The artists who originally had a low opinion of this beautiful young man looked at him with much softer and closer eyes.

If they were allowed to be the referee between the little gentleman and the vampire now, there would be no need to say who would win and who would lose.

"Really? There are some famous painters in history who looked up at the moon and became famous all over the world many years after they passed away." The countess said with a little malice, but what she said was the truth.

The truth is that there are more people who look up at the moon than anyone cares about them after they die.

"If a person dies, his contribution may be greater than if he lives. But if he can live, like a light bulb, glowing and heating for a long time, it will also make a great contribution."

To survive, Lynn would look down at the sixpence at her feet.

But the reason for lowering your head is to better look up at the moon, rather than to bury your head all your life.