The autumn leaves are gurgling, flying and falling outside the window. In the teaching building of Shangjing Academy of Fine Arts, in a classroom, all the students are quietly listening to the men on the podium lectures.

The man was wearing a black V-neck sweater, with soft curly hair hanging on his shoulders casually, giving people a unique sense of art and a slim figure, but in fact he was undressed and strong. In addition, the man was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his white fingers were pinching a telescopic pen showing the blackboard, outlining a circle on the picture.

"Everyone should be very familiar with the "Judgment of Doomsday". The author Michelangelo is a famous sculptor, architect, followed by painter and poet. In this "Judgment of Doomsday", his use of light is even more..."

The deep charm of the man with the subwoofer made many female classmates look at it secretly. People who came to the Academy of Fine Arts think that this teacher Long Xiao is a famous painter in China. Now he is a instructor at the Academy of Fine Arts. It can be said that every time the teacher’s class is full.

Of course, in addition to Long Xiao’s personal ability and high artistic level, he is also because the other person is very handsome! This year, a man who is already forty-five years old, is still like he is in his early twenties. Whether it is in his figure or appearance, he is really a male god temperament. The artistic atmosphere on his body is irresistible.

There were many people sitting in this large classroom. When Long Xiao was giving a lecture, there were girls below who gathered together to watch and talk.

"Aoaoaoaoaoaoaoao, why is Teacher Long so handsome? He is a man in his forties, but he is younger than a person in his early twenties. He loses his appearance if he doesn't become a star..."

A female classmate suppressed her scream. She couldn't listen to anything when she came to Longxiao's class for the first time, but just licked her face.

The female classmate on the side pinched her best friend's hand hard, not wanting her best friend to scream, and then lowered her voice.

"Don't think about it! Teacher Long is an artist, unlike celebrities. How much money can only make for acting? But when Teacher Long was twenty years old, he only had millions of paintings. It can be said that he is famous at home and abroad. Just a while ago, Teacher Long's "Encounter" even paid a sky-high price of 300 million yuan. Is that the same?"

In fact, learning art is very expensive, especially those who learn to draw. Now their Academy of Fine Arts can choose Chinese painting and modern oil painting, as well as various types of paintings, but these have nothing to do with money.

People say that art has something to do with money, and it seems to become vulgar.

But sometimes, money often gives these arts a unique charm.

For example, Long Xiao’s personal works can be sold at a sky-high price at international art exhibitions every year, which makes everyone envious.

"Ah? So awesome! Then why does he still have to be a teacher in school? Isn't it enough to sell paintings every day?"

The girl didn't understand, so she told her best friend next to her again that she was either from the Academy of Fine Arts, or came to play, and was taken by her best friend to take classes.

"What do you think? Teacher Long's words are very artistic. In addition to being at home, Teacher Long's oil paintings are also the most famous abroad. He is good at outlining beauty with the interweaving of virtual and real brushstrokes, but he can see the incomplete beauty. This sense of art is very popular internationally. Just say that the most powerful teacher in the Academy of Fine Arts will not sell the paintings internationally at sky-high prices. Many of Teacher Long's paintings are collected by foreigners. Even if the auction houses here in China are auctioned, many people cannot grab them."

Long Xiao’s admirer explained to his best friend. At this time, he looked at Long Xiao who was still giving lectures on the stage and showed an admiring look. Who wouldn’t worship Teacher Long Xiao?

I heard that Teacher Long was also a poor family in the early years, and later he was admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts with his family's support. Later, when he was 21 years old, he passed a "Support" and resounded directly throughout the world. The painting was exhibited abroad at that time and was attracted by a famous wealthy man and offered a price of 5 million. Since then, Teacher Long's reputation has resounded at home and abroad.

After all, no painter can sell a painting at such a sky-high price in his early twenties.

Generally speaking, many people who study art know that if they want to truly leave their name in history, they usually have to wait until someone dies. The value of a painting is often unreflectable during the painter's lifetime.

But Teacher Long is different. His paintings will never be short of collectors.

Over the years, Teacher Long has produced a painting every year. This summer, the latest news from the international auction house, Teacher Long's "Encounter" was sold at a sky-high price of 300 million yuan! This is the highest achievement of a living artist, and it is enough to be recorded in history.

Many students hope to be a painter like Long Xiao, who will never have to worry about selling works like Long Xiao.

"Wow~ He is so powerful? Then is he married? He is so young..." He likes to chase stars and almost treats this teacher as a star to chase the girl, sighing again.

The female student beside her was helpless and was tired of answering this question.

Every time a strange female classmate comes to the class, she asks this question. Teacher Long Xiao is already forty-five years old! Can she not get married?

"I got married. It is said that Teacher Long was with his teacher's wife before he became famous. The two have always been very loving, but Teacher Long and his teacher's wife seem to be DINK. They have no children, but their relationship is very good."

After saying this passage familiarly, female students admire Long Xiao even more. Artists are often different from ordinary people. They have different quirks from others, either autism, or anxiety and violence. Long Xiao's DINK is just the most common one.

Some of the students in the classroom were listening carefully, while others were licking Long Xiao's appearance. In the crowd, a girl in a white dress looked at the man standing on the podium with admiration.

She thought, she understood what her mother meant and what a man was born for art.

Time seems to leave no trace on this man, just like she secretly saw the old photos collected by her mother. The man inside looks similar to his current one, but he has become more outstanding, and this face is more charming.

In the past, Su Ying didn't know why her mother asked her to learn oil painting. She had awkwardly with her mother because of this incident when she was a child. But now after seeing this man, Su Ying realized that the artistic sense of a person is so dreamy that people can't help but start to look forward to art.

The man on the podium seemed to shine. As long as he stood there, he took away everyone's gaze.

The class ended quickly under Long Xiao's narration. As the bell rang, the students in the class couldn't help but wail and were unwilling to end the class.

"Teacher, would you please tell me for a while?"

Some classmates shouted, and others agreed. Long Xiao had already closed the books towards these students who were tireless in learning.

"I have just finished what I should say. Students, the language of painting is to let you explore and learn from your predecessors. It is just imitation. If you want to become a real art worker, the first thing you have to learn is to find your own style. So I hope everyone can practice more after class and find your own style."

He said so easily, but in this world, it is the most difficult thing for art people to find their own path. Often, only one in tens of millions of people can find their own path with their talents.

In the bizarre circle of art, those who can come out are those favored by God.

Su Ying also stared at the man on the podium in admiration, feeling that art was so simple in the other person's mouth, but for her, it was so difficult.

"Okay, my next class will be notified according to the school's WeChat. You can pay attention. If you need to come to listen to the class, you can come and listen. I welcome everyone, and the get out of class will be over."

Long Xiao’s courses are not a compulsory course, but every time they are full of things. After all, his value allows students to see the value of free artists.

Compared with the teachers in the school who are clearly famous but cannot make money, artists like Long Xiao are obviously more in line with the results pursued by young people today.

After packing up his own things, Long Xiao walked out of the classroom. He was a little bored when he remembered his wife who had been in a cold war recently.

They were quarreling lately because Dink’s matter was quarreling.

Just as Long Xiao was walking in front with some annoyance, a girl's shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Teacher Long, Teacher Long?"

The other party's hurried voice came, and Long Xiao stopped and turned around. There was no expression on his face, and his eyes were even more cold through the golden-framed glasses.

"Hello, Teacher Long, my name is Su Ying."

Su Ying hurriedly chased after her, not even caring about the things in the classroom. She was wearing a white dress, with long black hair draped over her shoulders, and her beautiful little face was just the size of a palm, white and innocent. Especially her pair of almond-like eyes gave people a feeling of innocence.

"Student, what's wrong with you?"

Long Xiao was in a bad mood because he was unwilling to talk too much to these students after class.

"No, no, teacher, I just want to tell you, do you still remember Xia Meng? She, she is my mother."

Su Ying said her mother's name a little embarrassedly, hoping that Teacher Long Xiao in front of her would remember it, but she never thought that Teacher Long in front of her would remember it, but then she frowned.

"Are you Xia Meng's daughter?"

Long Xiao suddenly knew why his wife had been making trouble with him recently and sneered.

"I'm not familiar with your mother Xia Meng."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Su Ying alone, because she had clearly seen it in her mother's diary...
Chapter completed!