Chapter 2206

Perhaps because few people were willing to listen to him telling their own stories, the young man started talking to Emperor Ye.

It turned out that the young man was named Zhang Che, an ordinary name. He was admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts five years ago. Two years ago, he fought with a rich child in the school because of his girlfriend, and was eventually expelled from the school by the latter.

Unable to graduate means that he cannot find a job. For two years, Zhang Che, who was unwilling to give up his dream of a painter, worked to make a living while studying in Yanjing. He also went to the Central Academy of Fine Arts to continue listening to the courses and finished the courses he had not finished.

In this way, Zhang Che used an extremely tenacious willpower to survive in a city where white-collar workers could not live, and he had to rely on the daily meal expenses of more than ten yuan.

During this period, he also created a lot of works, many of which he thought were very good. He had visited some famous calligraphers and painters several times, but the results were naturally self-evident.

Perhaps if the string on a person is too tight, it will have a great possibility of breaking.

After several failures, Zhang Che thought about committing suicide, but eventually survived. This summer, he heard that a world-renowned painter would come to Xiangshan to collect folk songs. He felt that this was an opportunity, so he came to Xiangshan every day to wait. He hoped that this would give himself an opportunity to learn.

However, after waiting for half a year, he still didn't see the painter. The anxiety, loss, and helplessness filled Zhang Che's heart, which almost made him unable to persevere.

Today is the last day Zhang Che is preparing to come to Xiangshan. If he can't wait for what he wants today, he will leave Yanjing and return to the mountain village he has come to.

It was said that it happened to meet Emperor Ye, so the two of them started talking about it.

"So, your current experience is entirely caused by the rich second-generation boy."

Frowning, it is not uncommon for the second generation of rich and second generation of officials to bully ordinary students in the school. When Ye Huang was in Yucheng University, he encountered this kind of thing more than once.

Whether it is Bai Fan or Li Jun, they are actually like this.

"That's right, the same starting point and different heights determine my current situation."

"Have you regretted it? I annoyed the rich second generation for my girlfriend and made me fall into this today."

"Repent, I have regretted a lot of things in my life, but I only don't regret such things. If a man doesn't even protect his own women, he may have no meaning..."

With a chuckle, Zhang Che said something that surprised Emperor Ye, and it was this sentence that made Emperor Ye feel a sense of appreciation and admiration for the young man who could not afford clothes in front of him.

"Well, if a man doesn't even protect his own woman, he is indeed not a man. Then how is your girlfriend protected by you now?"

He raised his thumbs to Zhang Che, and Emperor Ye asked again with appreciation.

"snort."

"The day after I was fired, she lay on the bed of the rich second generation."

With a hint of self-deprecating sneer, Zhang Che said.

"What happened later."

"The rich second generation played with her for several months and left her with no newness. She threw her two million before leaving. She opened an advertising company in Yanjing with the money, and later it gradually grew and grew stronger. Now she is a little rich woman."

"So, your ex-girlfriend is still a little business-minded."

"Business mind, maybe, can be settled with your body, so you naturally don't need to work as hard as ordinary people."

In a word, it has already explained why this woman's company has grown.

"You mean she betrayed the flesh color."

"Well, she is very beautiful, and many customers are coveting her. In order to grow and grow the company, she chose the most effective method."

"It's really effective. If something goes on the sheets, it will be easy to solve. Have she ever contacted me?"

"I have found it and threw it to me for 500,000 yuan. I smashed it back. Even if I am a beggar in Yanjing, I will not be able to eat soft food."

Gripping his teeth, Zhang Che clenched his fists tightly. Obviously, he didn't want to recall this past story very much.

"If you can't wait for the person you have to wait today, or the famous painter doesn't appreciate you, your dream will be shattered, you may have nothing, and you are ready for what to do later."

"A lot of disappointment becomes a habit. In fact, after noon, I knew that hope was slim. I used to complain too much, but finally found that reality would not change because of you, so I learned to face it."

"I'm really hopeless. I'm going to go back to the countryside and be a migrant worker, at least I won't be starved to death, right?"

"You're willing."

"So what can I do if I'm not willing to give up? This is reality and cannot be changed."

With a sad smile, Zhang Che picked up the drawing board, "This is my last painting. Once I have finished it, I will never move these things again."

Emperor Ye smiled and said nothing, but took out his previous paintings from the other party's backpack, most of which were Western oil paintings.

This look shocked Emperor Ye directly.

Someone once said this: When a painting has magical illusions, even graffiti will be priceless.

Although I don’t know who said this, Ye Huang felt that this was indeed a trend in the world painting world at present.

Zhang Che's paintings have made contributions, two of which are separate paintings, both of which are figure paintings, and they are simple villagers in the mountain village.

The other pictures are group paintings, which are the Four Seasons of Xiangshan. The brushwork and color are used very well. It can be seen that this picture on oil painting does have deep skills.

Ye Huang was almost certain that with a little packaging and marketing, it was only a matter of time before Zhang Che's talent became a master, but such a talent was almost wiped out.

Putting down the painting in his hand, Emperor Ye looked at Zhang Che's painting board. When he saw this female image facing the side above the autumn scenery of Xiangshan, Emperor Ye suddenly shocked.

Although he just drew a contour, Emperor Ye could be completely sure that it was Dugu Xiaoxuan.

Didn’t she go to the United States? How could Zhang Cheung see her?

"You've seen this girl."

Pointing at the portrait of Dugu Xiaoxuan above, Emperor Ye asked impatiently.

"Oh, you said this girl, yes, I've seen it. Just an hour ago, she was on the other side of the mountain and thought it was beautiful and she painted it."

"Take me to find her."

He stood up suddenly, and Emperor Ye said directly in an unquestionable tone.

"You...you know her."
Chapter completed!