Chapter 126 Can you draw the future?
"Fuck!!!"
"Each of Chen Hongming's paintings is worth a million! Lu Bai's two broken fans are worth more than two million?"
"What a shame! Lu Bai actually refused to be accepted as a disciple by a master?"
"The world is turned upside down! I realize that I don't know Lu Bai anymore!"
"Holy shit! Lu Bai is God's biological son, right?"
"From translation to dubbing to painting, how many skills does Lu Bai have hidden away?"
"I really want to dissect Lu Bai's brain. Is his structure different from ours?"
The temple fair became more and more lively.
Chen Hongming did not leave, but sat in front of Lu Bai's stall.
He wanted to witness with his own eyes how Lu Bai painted.
To be honest, Chen Hongming still had a little doubt in his heart.
After all, Lu Bai is too young considering his age!
But art never looks at age, but at talent!
In front of Lu Bai's stall, there is a small blackboard.
A paragraph has been rewritten above:
【Draw what you want, record all the good things in the world, and only give them to those who are destined. 】
Now that I know the artistic value of my painting.
Lu Bai did not intend to sell the paintings to others at will.
Therefore, there is the last sentence: only give it to those who are destined.
Bai Lu on the side was muttering in her heart, is she a destined person or a Yuan person?
But she admired Lu Bai from the bottom of her heart.
She had secretly checked Chen Hongming's Baidu information.
The origin of this old man is really quite rich!
In other words, Lu Bai rejected the apprenticeship of a big shot in the industry!
Lu Bai just sat in front of the stall, quietly waiting for the arrival of the destined person.
But he has rejected more than a dozen people in succession.
Even Bai Lu couldn't help but ask: "Lu Bai, who are you waiting for?"
Every time a customer sat down, Lu Bai would ask: "What do you want to draw?"
But no matter whether the guest answered to paint people, objects or scenery, Lu Bai rejected them all.
"I don't know either."
Lu Bai grinned. He really didn't know what he was waiting for.
But he didn't want to write randomly. He wanted his paintings to have meaning.
At this time, a young woman about thirty years old was sitting in front of Lu Bai's stall.
Her face looked slightly haggard, and she wore a big hat on her head.
Lu Bai asked: "What to draw?"
The woman didn't answer and asked: "Sir, can you draw anything here?"
Lu Bai nodded: "Yes, I can do Chinese painting, oil painting, and watercolor painting."
"You..."
The woman hesitated to speak, but she mustered up the courage to say: "Can you draw the future?"
"The future?"
Lu Bai was a little confused. The woman pointed not far away.
Lu Bai looked in the direction and saw a little boy being carried on his father's shoulders to watch the performance, with a balloon in his hand.
"My days are numbered."
There was an indifferent smile on the woman's lips: "I am not afraid of death, and I am open-minded. My only regret is that I did not witness his growth with my own eyes."
Lu Bai was silent for a long time and asked: "You want me to draw a picture of your child growing up?"
The woman asked expectantly: "Can it be done?"
Looking at the woman's eager expression, Lu Bai nodded: "Okay."
"Ahem..."
The woman coughed a few times, happily took out her phone and opened the photo album.
In the photo, she is holding her son and smiling happily.
"This is a photo of my son. I just want to see what he looks like when he grows up."
Lu Bai took the phone, looked at it carefully, and closed his eyes tightly.
Five minutes later, Lu Bai opened his eyes.
At this time, Chen Hongming had already set up the easel and spread out the drawing paper.
"Here, the paintbrush."
Chen Hongming smiled and said: "Don't use your pens and paper anymore."
"Well..."
Lu Bai nodded and immediately started painting.
Crowds of people had gathered around the stall.
Bai Lu, Chen Hongming, and all the viewers in the live broadcast room are looking forward to it. I hope Lu Bai can fulfill this poor mother's last wish.
Everyone unanimously remained silent at this moment.
None of them wanted to disturb Lu Bai at this moment.
Chen Hongming couldn't help but frown.
The little boy in the photo is only three or four years old.
In order to draw an old person at the age of three, you must combine a person's facial features, bone structure, and the law of age to describe his future appearance!
However, a person's appearance will be affected by many factors.
Such as genetics, living environment, nutritional status, disease, etc., will all lead to changes in appearance.
Therefore, painting someone old at the age of three is a miracle that only exists in film and television works.
In real life, this is simply impossible!
But facing such a pitiful mother, who could bear to say no?
Even if you give her a white lie, it's still a hope.
so.
Even if he knew that Lu Bai was lying to the mother.
Chen Hongming did not expose it either.
But Bai Lu on the side had a different feeling.
She completely trusted Lu Bai.
Even if there is something that no one in the world can do, Lu Bai...
Definitely!
Lu Bai never lies. If he says it’s okay, then it must be okay!
Simple composition.
Draw the outline.
Positioning of facial features.
Details, light and shadow, color...
Lu Bai's expression was serious and serious.
His writing was not slow, but he would pause for a few seconds with each stroke.
But no one urged him.
Everyone just waited quietly.
Chen Hongming, the more I look at it, the more frightened I am!
Nothing else.
Lu Bai's painting skills can be seen in full at this moment!
Awesome!
Lu Bai's application of light, shadow and color is simply outrageous!
This is simply like writing with a god!
Chen Hongming has met many oil painting masters.
And he himself also dabbled in oil painting.
But Lu Bai’s oil paintings are not at the same level as theirs!
Half an hour passed...
Lu Bai is still painting.
An hour passed...
Lu Bai is still painting.
But there was no impatience.
In fact, everyone was slightly surprised.
On Lu Bai's drawing board, a young and energetic boy floats in the painting!
The boy's facial features are not outstanding, but together they have a different kind of harmony.
His eyes are not big, but they are exceptionally bright, like two twinkling little stars.
The bridge of the nose is neither high nor short, just right, and the corners of the mouth are always slightly raised, giving people a feeling of being happy at all times.
That sunny smile seemed to say to her through time and space: "Mom, don't worry about me. I will be able to take good care of myself in the future."
"It's Xiaohao."
The woman burst out laughing and murmured:
"When he grows up, his father will take him to have his double eyelids cut. These eyes are just like mine. They are not good-looking."
"I seem a little thin, I need to eat well."
"I don't know if I had a girlfriend at that time. My son is so handsome, he must be very popular with girls, right?"
But as he spoke, tears blurred his vision: "I'm sorry, mom can't be involved in your future."
The memory in her blood seemed to travel through time and space, telling her that this was her child.
When Lu Bai made the final stroke, the entire crowd fell silent.
The woman's cry was like an invisible knife, stabbing into their hearts.
Many girls were already sobbing softly.
They also miss their mother a little bit.
Thank you Tingqiao for the great reward... more updates will be added! ! ! !
(End of chapter)