Soul Painter

And this kind of despair... People who can express this kind of despair will not have the longing for life, but the longing for death, right?

Thinking of this, a kind of fear grabbed Xin Wei. Xin Wei grabbed Gao Fan's shoulder and yelled, "Crazy man! What are you painting?!"

Gao Fan was taken aback. When he turned around and saw Xin Wei, he was visibly stunned, "You are here...cough! Cough cough cough cough!"

He coughed violently, Xin Wei hurried to find him water, and Gao Fan's cough was so violent this time that he would be choked when drinking water. He coughed and waved his hands to indicate that he was okay, and Xin Wei hurried to help him follow along. Back, I was even more surprised to see that a pool of blood appeared in Gao Fan's hand covering his mouth.

"Have you coughed up blood?!" Xin Wei only felt that his heart was hit hard and he couldn't breathe.

After coughing up a little blood, Gao Fan Fang felt that the breath in his chest eased. He took a few deep breaths and felt that he was alive again. He said, "No, it's okay, I just coughed and bit my lip, you see. "

As he said, Gao Fan opened his mouth to show Xin Wei, of course, in order not to worry Xin Wei, and arrested him to the hospital, he immediately bit himself severely, which really hurts.

"I coughed until I bit my lip, so I vomited blood?" Xin Wei is not a medical professional, but he thinks this is a bit of a pull, right?

"Anyway, it's okay." Gao Fan concluded, "I just have some cockroach water."

The cockroach water in Gao Fan's mouth is "Rehabilitation New Liquid", which is an extract of American scythe, which is also cockroach. It has a miraculous effect on all internal and external wounds. Gao Fan always has sores in his mouth due to a partial eclipse. This treatment is very effective. .

"... Okay." Xin Wei frowned. The distressed feeling just now was so intense that it still couldn't dissipate at this moment, but she turned her attention to the painting again, "You are... a self-portrait, right? Your mask? Aren’t all the pictures taken in Pengshi? How did they become a self-portrait?"

"The fourteenth and fifteenth pictures are all self-portraits." Gao Fan said.

So is the fourteenth frame?

Xin Wei found the most recent fourteenth mask, because two of the paintings had already been sold, that is, the one placed in the twelfth position. She was so curious that she lifted the linen cloth on it, and then she saw one. The mask that Zhang is smiling. This smiling face is so crazy that the facial structure loses coordination and unity. A large number of lines are exposed outside the mask. Gao Fan does not even hide these lines, so that this mask is like a broken-line kite. That way, floating in the clear sky.

Although the sky is clear and painted with a lot of blue and white, it just contrasts the disorder of the mask’s lines. The uncomfortable rhythm is combined into the facial features of the mask. In the technique of drawing this painting, Titian's soft treatment of light and environment is not seen, but the evil and glaring sensation of Carava appears.

In this mask, Xin Wei felt two words, crazy.

"The name of this mask is "Crazy", and this one is "Despair"." Gao Fan murmured, there was a blank blank in his expression, and he didn't seem to understand how this happened. "After I drew the first 13 mask paintings, I found that I didn't have to look for it. My body was enough to generate madness and despair."

Xin Wei suddenly turned around and looked at Gao Fan. At this moment, Gao Fan was as helpless as a child, or rather helpless.

In more than three months, Gao Fan completed the thirteen pictures in the mask set. He penetrated into the human heart, but he did not see a trace of light.

Human beings are like a group of blind and foolish beasts under the guidance of gods. Occasionally, the whip of the gods will make them go on the right path, but most of the time, they are driven by desire and emptiness to walk on the edge of the cliff. At this time, no matter what The gods turned into various appearances, whether it was the thunder from the sky, or the begging old man, neither could awaken their determination to step off the cliff and fall into pain.

In order to complete his paintings, Gao Fan experienced "Falsehood", "Indulgence", "Indifference", "Rage", "Blindness", "Greed", "Craving", "Cowardice", "Eros", "Indulgence", "Pride", "Profit", "Foolishness" 13 masks, from which he gave birth to "Crazy" and "Despair".

So the last fourteen or fifteen are self-portraits.

Because Gao Fan deeply felt the helplessness and despair of human nature.

It is not only the viewer's reason to defeat the demon school's paintings, but sometimes it is necessary to crush the artist's own reason first.

These 15 mask paintings will definitely be of the Demon School, and they will also be Gao Fan’s representative works. They are destined to be great works. But at this moment, Gao Fan is beginning to doubt whether his expression is meaningful?

At this moment, even if Anna Armas is here, he cannot guide the return of Gao Fan’s soul, because what Gao Fan is caught in is the doubt about the meaning of human existence. He is too deep into the human soul. The ugliness he saw allowed him to create great works that shocked people's minds, and also made him doubt the ethnic group, including the self.

Fortunately, Xin Wei is here.

"Go." Xin Wei grabbed Gao Fan's hand and pulled it hard. Gao Fan was too thin and lacking energy. He was pulled away by Xin Wei, like a kite with a broken wire.

"What are you going to do?" Gao Fan was stunned by Xin Wei's hat and down jacket, wrapped into a thicker ball.

Immediately, Xin Wei did not explain, pulling Gao Fan and went out.

After Gao Fan stepped out of the door, Tianguang and Xueguang came into view together. He was immediately stabbed so that he couldn't open his eyes. Then, a cold snowball hit his face, snap! With a cold face, he immediately became energetic.

"Come on~www.readwn.com~Great artist, snowball fight!" Xin Wei bent down and grabbed the snow on the ground. Her orange down jacket and yellow scarf and hat made her look like a happy little squirrel in the snow. .

"Why..." Gao Fan hasn't understood yet, so why do you want to have a snowball fight, this is so barbarous... slap!

Another snowball hit his face.

"Xin Wei, I warn you, don't be too arrogant~" Gao Fan, a clay figure, was also aroused by the earthiness. He bent down to catch the snow and threw it at Xin Wei's place.

The two were playing. Several children who were making snowmen in the villa area also joined in. Those children were about seven or eight years old. Among them was a little girl who was familiar with Gao Fan. He remembered living next door. I lived with a single mother. When they moved in, they gave Gao Fan pastries and fruits. The name seemed to be Xiaoxue or something.

Later, Gao Fan and Xin Wei each led a team. Gao Fan took the little boy and Xin Wei took the little girl. The two were naturally divided into groups. Then there were only two boys in the boys group, and seven or eight in the girls group. So, the strategic advantage fell to one side, Gao Fan and the little boy were chased all over the yard like being driven by ducks, and finally fell to the ground and shouted surrender.