Soul Painter

Chapter 349 Immortal Life That Cannot Be Drawn

The Metropolitan Museum of Art houses the last painting of Vincent van Gogh before his suicide.

After copying Degas's "Dancing Classroom".

Gao Fan began to study this painting "The Crow on the Wheat Field".

Van Gogh had a nervous breakdown when he painted this work, so two weeks after painting this work, he ran to the wheat field in the painting and shot himself twice with a revolver.

In Gao Fan's eyes, this painting is very 'exciting'.

The contrast between the golden yellow of the wheat field and the blue of the sky is very strong in terms of tone and color, which makes the viewer feel an extremely uncomfortable sense of restlessness.

The picture of "The Crow on the Wheat Field" is extremely turbulent. The green path goes deep into the distance in the yellow wheat field, which adds to the uneasiness and excitement. This kind of picture shows tension and ominous signs everywhere, as if it is a composition of colors and lines. Wordless death book.

This kind of emotional stimulation and anxiety brought to the viewer is very similar to the feeling of Gao Fan's "Mask" series. When Gao Fan deeply observed Van Gogh's works and felt the creator's despair, his SAN value quietly Lost 1 point.

Gao Fan couldn't help but wonder.

But Van Gogh did not have mysterious blessings. He created this painting with his life. Some people say that he put a "suicide note" on this painting.

The reason why it is judged that Van Gogh did not have the blessing of mystery is because Van Gogh had a miserable life. If there was mystery to favor him, his life would not be so impoverished.

"My second-stage painting technique is not a master technique that humans can comprehend on their own. It is a mystery..."

Govan standing in front of Van Gogh's last work and muttering to himself.

After copying Degas and Van Gogh, coupled with Govan's own conclusions, he deeply realized that neither "distortion" nor "world" are skills that can be mastered by oil painting masters in the ordinary sense. Mysterious rituals, and the people or things he draws into his works are sacrifices.

Therefore, he was kidnapped by the system and mysteriously. He had to experience the mysterious to improve his mysterious skills and draw more outstanding works.

Now, Gao van can no longer use the mysterious ritual to complete his paintings.

So can Gao Fan take this opportunity to create his own painting skills that belong to ordinary people?

In this case, will he be able to stay away from the mystery?

Gao Fan began to copy and create with great interest.

His target was Van Gogh but also Degas.

A week passed quickly.

Gao Fan focused on Degas, firstly because of the large number of works by Degas in the Metropolitan Museum, and secondly because his energy was not enough to support him to copy two masters at the same time.

...

on the Pacific Ocean.

Search and rescue teams are searching for the 'remains' of Siam's ruler, Monk Wang Chin Van.

Not much hope.

Malaysia Airlines M370 is proof that compared to a piece of sea, an aircraft is really too small. The best hope of search teams who are good at sea rescue is to find some wreckage of the aircraft, which proves that this political figure who died young is indeed here. on a plane to give Siam an explanation.

But in Siam at this moment, the bad news came, and all the Buddhist temples began to ring the bronze bells. Countless citizens took to the streets and prayed for their monk king in the Buddhist temples, but no one believed it. Ruler, would die in a plane crash.

In countless temples in Siam, countless citizens began to chant Buddhist scriptures for the monk king, praying for his safe return. Their vows, taking the mystery as an opportunity, gathered into a sea and flowed in unknown dimensions. During the prayer process, dozens of An eminent monk recited scriptures continuously for several days without eating, drinking or sleeping, until the oil ran out and the lamp withered and died.

In seven days, dozens of eminent monks and hundreds of believers have exhausted their lives while praying for the monk king. This is not unusual, but in Siam at this moment, these deaths are the most sacred and glorious.

Seven days later.

The search and rescue team, already feeling hopeless, suddenly saw a silver man-made object floating in a central area that they had searched countless times, waiting for the helicopter to fly over, and immediately saw a miracle:

On a huge silver plane wreckage, there is a large wall painting, and the female monk sitting in front of the painting.

And in the sea, an extremely huge giant octopus can be vaguely seen, stretching out its huge tentacles to her in vain, but unable to touch her, it seems that something is protecting her, keeping her away from the crazy devouring...

...

The news of the monk king's rescue quickly became the headlines of various newspapers.

Lawrence took the newspaper to find Gao Fan, excitedly telling Gao Fan the good news.

The big patron is not dead.

That's something to be thankful for.

"Well, I got it, I was surprised." Gao Fan said, now his mind is full of Van Gogh and Degas, "enthusiasm" and "about this", there is no room for other information, and there is no room for "Yuanrong".

Gauguin, Manet, Bouguereau, Winterhalter and other masters' works, Gao Fan even forbade himself to ponder, because he knew his greed, and he could not master all the skills of these masters.

"When you are concentrating on creating, you shouldn't be disturbed, but this information should be your concern, so I have to tell you." Lawrence said to Gao Fan.

"Yeah, what do I care about?" Gao Fan said blankly.

"Last time I told me, you can draw immortality, and I've found a buyer," Lawrence said.

"Yeah... eternal life." Gao Fan nodded, and slowly pulled his thoughts away from the drawing board in front of him, thinking about the meaning of Lawrence's words, waiting to connect the context, he realized that he couldn't do this job up.

Although the seven barnacles of immortality are still carried in Gaofan's bag, if you want to draw immortality, you must use mystery as grinding and 'distortion' as a technique to sacrifice the target's soul to the silver key to obtain eternity lifespan, but Gao Fan is not sure what kind of reward the silver key will give.

When he was unable to use the mystery and reconsidered the relationship between his brush and the mystery, Gao Fan saw clearly the truth behind his ability to paint those "great" and "miracle" works. Those were given by the silver key, not His paintbrush really does magic.

Therefore, at this moment, the silver key cannot guarantee that when the mystery in Gao Fan's paintings flows out normally, immortality is naturally impossible to be drawn. If forced to paint, it will probably turn those who want immortality into a pile of rotten flesh. .

"The acquirer is a certain conglomerate in Japan. You must know its name." Lawrence said a name, which is indeed famous. It is one of the largest chaebols in the world. Compared with it, Samsung is just a younger brother, which is about 22 A petrochemical.

"The person in power of this consortium, their owner is nearly a hundred years old this year. If you can really paint him an eternal life, he is willing to pay a huge and unimaginable wealth." When Lawrence said this, his expression was full of Yearn for.

"Why does he believe me?" Gao Fan asked a question. A normal person would not believe such a thing as drawing immortality.

"He's a devout Buddhist," said Lawrence, "so he believes in your miracles."

"That's understandable...well, how should I put it?" Gao Fan thought about it, and he agreed to Lawrence a few days ago, saying that he would sell him "Eternal Life", but he sold it, and he said he couldn't draw. That's not a joke. people? But I can't make up any good excuses.

"Are you thinking of an excuse?" Lawrence frowned and asked Gao Fan, "You don't want to paint for him?"

"It's... that's what I mean. I don't think my paintbrush can always serve the rich." Gao Fan said it sternly, so that he believed it.

"Yeah, you're rich enough, so forget it, it's just a pity, I'll find you a new model." Lawrence left Gao Fan's room while pondering.

Looking at Lawrence's back, Gao Fan wanted to stop him, but he didn't know how to speak.

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