Lao Xu is good at painting, this is recognized by several friends. Although Lao Xu has never deliberately painted anyone's portrait, or developed it as a hobby, my friend's painting skills can be seen from the split shot.
Whether it's "The Secret", "The Wind" or "The Hawthorn Tree", they have all seen the whole piece of paper with only one scene on it. The draft is like Ye Xianglun's sharp power in secret.
Among the sounds of the retrograde distant scenery, Gu Xiaomeng’s classic look back at the imperial concubine, or the scene in "The Hawthorn Tree" where Lao Qi and Jing Qiu embrace each other on both sides of the river that divides the line of death, It is qualified to be drawn by Lao Xu alone, occupying an entire A4 paper. And the carefully crafted pictures are all special descriptions he used to support his ideas.
Every single shot is the most shocking node of a certain part of the movie.
The reason why Xu Xin worked so carefully was to verify the conjecture in his mind, combined with the scenes of the shooting location, and found the most suitable angle of the camera to express a certain artistic conception in the script.
He needs to be very serious about his words and then see whether the shot on paper has a feeling that can be remembered.
In the eyes of others, these habits become a beautiful sketch, and the amazing painting skills underlying this sketch.
Lao Xu has never learned to draw. According to him, it is said that Aunt Xu is very good at drawing. It was as if Lao Xu had inherited his genes.
So in the new house, Jay Chou's words were inside. He wanted to ask someone to draw a picture of himself and his mother. He naturally thought of Xu Xin for no other reason than that if his friend could draw a picture for him, he would hang it. Here, it is also a very honorable thing for him.
Although the new expressions in front of me are all speechless.
But Jay Chou himself is full of affirmation. He has actually seen it. In the new interview, he evaluated several of his own people in front of reporters. He said that Lang Lang is the best piano artist and that Lao Fang is the richest person. , saying that he is the king of the Chinese music scene.
Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but what Axin means is that his friends are all so good, if he doesn't let himself become good.
The pressure will be great, but for a few people, why not him? He is 24 years old, and his current resume is shocking enough for people in their thirties, forties, or even fifties, not to mention people of the same age.
To be honest, the four of them are all people who strive to maximize their expertise in their respective fields.
To put it bluntly, it is an honor for Jay Chou to get a pair of love from such an excellent friend.
So after he and his mother decided to put a painting in the studio, the first thing he thought of was not that a well-known painter would spend money to invite others to paint for him, but directly thought of Xu Xin'er. A shocked look.
He is happier, tired, please don't be so exaggerated, okay? It’s just a painting. Isn’t it very simple for you? Hearing this, Xu Xin didn't know how to answer for a while.
Drawing is simple, quite simple. Give him a pencil and he can hang the painting. It is very simple in itself. It is not difficult to draw what you see and think of.
But the question is whether the owner said it or not. He pointed to the wall and asked speechlessly, "If it's this big, I won't need it to be so big in the Year of the Monkey. Anyway, you can decide the size."
In this regard, Jay Chou is rare and generous, but he can't be too petty. At least it needs to be coordinated in this room.
Xu Xin looked at the size of this wall. Although he didn't have any specific research on the size of the picture, he knew that he had to at least get a full size before he thought about it.
As for whether he wanted to color it, he didn't even bother to ask. How could he use black and white as a gift? Ominous.
So she looked at the wall, then turned to look at the colorful painting that was the only one hanging in the entire studio.
If you look at who this painting belongs to, Albert Léron, he is a very famous painter. If I like him very much, how much did he spend to buy it back? Looking at the painting in front of him, he doesn’t know what the painting is. If anything, she asked, Zhou Jie
Lun shrugged slightly, showing off his wealth and wealth, NT$800,000 is nothing. U.S. dollars are fine. Don’t worry about four or five million dollars for a painting. This is considered as someone bringing money when they go out. You have to hang your own words here, and you can’t lose your talents. I can give you as much time as you want. I don’t care about this. I urge you to touch it. Just leave it to me when you finish painting.
Okay, Xu Xin nodded, what kind of clothes are you two going to wear? Where's the camera? Where do you want to shoot? I'll show you around and see what background you want to use. Come on.
Jay Chou personally led him around the entire upper and lower floors of the duplex. From there, it can be said that there is almost no blind spot in 360 degrees. You can see the terrace of the 101 Building, to the floor overlooking the entire night view of Taipei, and then to his music. studio.
After going through the rooms prepared for future marriage and having children, etc., there was a noise downstairs, and Lao Xu came. He didn't hear the sound, so Xu Xin responded and came.
Soon, Wang Sicong and Lang Lang came to the terrace building. Xu Xin was holding a camera in his hand, and Jay Chou was sitting opposite him.
The eldest young master asked in confusion. Why are you two looking for me to draw symbols? If he is with his aunt, I will look for a background. This place is not good. There is a background and everything, but if there is no such warmth as a mother and child, just give up on the terrace.
It's not suitable to take a look at the composition in the camera. Xu Xin shook his head while explaining, "Okay." Jay Chou responded, "Actually, I don't want to mess with him either."
It seems very old. I want to be able to express a sense of warmth when I am with my mother.
Listening to the chat between the two, Wang Sicong was stunned and subconsciously said, I can also draw, why don't you come to me? Hearing this, Xu Xin simply turned to look at him, took the camera and tripod and left Jay Chou, giving him the same look.
But he rolled his eyes and they both left. Afterwards, Lang Lang patted his friend on the shoulder with his hands worth 80 million US dollars. Hey, look at the funny dog running in his kennel in the direction he pointed, made of straw under his feet. Small mattress.
The small mattress is designed like this specifically for animals to sharpen their claws. It can reduce the chance of them harming the furniture.
And Maji's mattress seems to have been gone for a while, and there are fine pieces of grass on it. What's wrong? The eldest young master looked puzzled, and Lang Lang sighed, Alas, Maggie’s scratches are prettier than your drawings.
Damn it, you're a bit too intimidating. The eldest young master was dissatisfied.
Seeing this, Lang Lang showed a sarcastic look, "Do you know whether Gerhard Richter or the local fox I checked on Baidu Encyclopedia for you, what kind of chat are you talking about with me?" In Wang Sicong's case, although I can't say anything about you, under my disapproving look, Lang Lang walked out of the viewing terrace indifferently.
Lao Wang and his wife will definitely burn out the relics from now on. It would be too difficult to make him surrender.
After he left, Big Lao Wang turned his eyes and landed on Moji, who was still sharpening his claws stupidly. After thinking about it, did he walk over? Come here and pretend.
Mo Ji tilted her face in confusion, tilted her head and walked to his feet, but Wang Sicong ignored him, but took a step forward and looked at the straw.
Now he kicked Zhuang Maji directly and looked confused, which one of us is the dog? The decoration style of Jay Chou's home is not static. For example, the overall color of his music studio is different from the simple and bright one outside. The entire wall behind the sofa is made of gray materials, and on the materials there is the only thing in the entire studio except music. related decorations.
A pair of abstract paintings by Gerhard Richter The Wheel It’s no secret that Richter is a fan of the circle, despite his philanthropy.
I also like artists with different styles such as David Hockney Basquiat, but Richter is my favorite. The main reason is because Ms. Ye Huimei likes Richter very much. As early as when Ms. Ye was still Teaching.
When Huan Wan was still young, he would often explain to his son Richter's paintings and lead his son to associate with Richter's spiritual world.
It's just that she could only read the painting album back then, but her son could already buy it directly for him.
Richter said that after doing this, few people knew about it, and Wheel rarely told others, but Xu Xin
I know.
So when I saw the abstract painting by Richter in the studio.
Xu Xin already knew what he should draw. Lao Wang, move the sofa forward, why me? Wang Sicong was speechless, and Lang Lang was happy, haha, why do you want me to come?
The eldest young master twitched the corner of his mouth and complained, "Just live with your little Zuo Xiaoyou."
As he spoke, he began to move the sofa. As soon as he pulled the sofa out, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
Turning to look at Jay Chou, why are you standing there stupidly helping me? Yes, I am the protagonist. Have you ever seen a production where the protagonist has to help with the choreography?
Jay Chou chose to stand next to Lang Lang, with a proud look on his face. Wang Sicong opened his mouth, and finally used his strength to move the sofa forward about a step, as if resigned to his fate, and then asked. Just looking at the pictures in the camera, he turned to Lang Lang and Jay Chou and said, "It's you two sitting on the sofa one on the left and the other on the right. I took a look and felt it." After hearing this, the eldest young master asked, "What about me?" Go and finish your work, why don’t you go to the other side? The young master’s mouth is twitching like crazy. The old thief Xu Sun is waiting for you to die. I will go to your grave to steal your tributes crazily and use supplements on the side. The knife-like eyes looked at her friend crazily, waiting until Lang Lang and Jay Chou stood at the left and right of the painting to look at her.
He didn't feel anything when he turned around to watch the scene, so he moved next to Xu Xin to see what it felt like in the camera. When I saw the results, yo, this works well.
You two sit sideways on the sofa and discuss the painting.
Following Xu Xin's instructions, the two of them quickly obeyed, "Old Wolf, your posture is a little softer. I'm very satisfied with this composition."
While talking to her, she took a few photos and asked the aunt to change her clothes in a while. Just this background, you two can take a look and wait.
Wang Sicong interrupted his friend's words, and then placed his head between the two of them with Richter's abstract painting. Lang Lang and the wheel were on the left and right. After sitting on the sofa, he crossed his legs and raised his head deliberately. He stood up, put on a proud look, came and took a photo of the three of us. I have already thought about the theme. No matter what theme, money makes art.
Following Wang Sicong's words, the three of them were stunned, and Xu Xin looked at the composition of the camera. Not to mention that Lao Wang's words were quite accurate. He was sitting on the sofa with the domineering arrogance, coupled with his own The attributes of money are what Lang Lang on the left side of the picture says in the middle.
And Jay Chou on the right just creates a sense of déjà vu as one person supports two people painting. That taste summary is really accurate.
So he thought about it and asked Jay Chou, do you have that kind of exaggerated ring? Where's that Houdini stick I gave you? Uh, go get it from the showroom and find him seven or eight rings.
The more flashy it looks, the better. Although Haowu didn't know what he looked like in the camera, he still ran out quickly.
Soon, a jewelry box and a walking stick were brought over by him. You choose. Xu Xin opened the box and suddenly it was filled with jewels and jewels.
He picked and picked a few rings, then handed them directly to Wang Sicong to put on, and then put his hands on the cane, you know what I'm talking about.
The old American kind of RICHMAOTOSC with power and money, right? What is this thing called Pawo? What have you learned in English in the past few months? The eldest young master was speechless, but his whole body began to lean forward, with two hands full of gemstone rings.
When she reached the top of her handbag and dealt with it like this, Xu Xin was suddenly stunned. An idea flashed in her mind. After another pause, she nodded, yes, that's it. You two should be good old wolves, and your expression should be more relaxed. , to have that feeling of laughter and laughter.
Your expression on the wheel should be more serious, as if you are listening to a symphony.
OK OK. Don't freeze.
Click click click click, a shutter sound sounded, okay.
Following Xu Xin's words, the three people hurriedly came over to see the finished product, while Xu Xin quickly walked to the edge of the table, picked up a piece of draft paper, and began to write quickly.
The three people gathered around to look at Wang Sicong. Seeing his appearance, they felt that everything was filled with the smell of money.
Henan Zhanghe and Jay Chou asked a question at the same time. The style felt so strange.
Looking at himself in the camera who is clearly wearing an ordinary shirt and jeans but with a playful expression on his face, and Jay Chou who is wearing a very fashionable brand sweater but has an extremely serious expression, he rushes curiously and keeps writing something.
Xu Xin asked, what do you want to express? Xu Xin did not answer him, but continued to write in the notebook. Seeing this, the three of them came over.
Wang Sicong came recently and looked at the handwriting written by Xu Xin, and subconsciously read out Xin Xiaofeng. The philosophy of absolute justice demonstrates whether truth, goodness and hypocrisy, focusing only on results and motivations, are worthy of redemption from Iguchun's perspective.
Struggle in the human form a hundred times, Shan Yu once, eh, can it be exchanged in equal terms? Humans are not animals, absolute rationality and absolute sensibility. Is the Buddha's teaching without good or evil correct? Is it correct to think about relationships? Whether you can obtain spiritual salvation, let the audience evaluate it by dissecting people's mistakes and cutting their hearts open.
sunspot. Wang Sicong recited this song before writing it until he fell into thinking.
Seeing this, the three of them have actually guessed that Lao Xu must have gotten some inspiration to give the book Sunspot, or the characters in this script, some qualities about the speculative relationship between truth, goodness and hypocrisy. Although I can’t quite understand it.
But essentially, the path was the same as when the three of them took the photo just now.
As a pianist, Lang Lang is definitely in the floating point category, but he is laughing and joking.
As a pop singer, Jay Chou has a serious face. This contrast is similar to what Lao Xu wrote. In fact, they are all about truth and hypocrisy. He should also get some inspiration from here.
Good guy, maybe Lao Xu is a director, and his thoughts are different from others. Just taking a photo can lead to so many things. The most important thing is that it can also be used by people on the street who just look at Lao Xu without mentioning anything else. What Xu is writing now, Sunspot is the kind of movie that makes people think deeply, regardless of the plot. The core of the script must be correct.
In addition, Lao Xu has always believed that movies should be based on storytelling, so there must be no problem with the storytelling of this film.
If this thief and Lao Xu can make it, then this film must be of very, very high quality. Just looking at what he wants to express is already attractive enough, not to mention that Lao Xu himself doesn’t like things with particularly high thresholds. .
This film definitely won't be that highbrow kind of thing. It can be done with just a single photo. This kind of moth is exaggerated enough.
But why did Lao Xu get stuck? The three of you were thinking about it, but Xu Xin suddenly seemed to have figured something out. He quickly drew the four words "sunspot" a few times, and then wrote the four words on a new line.
The scorching sun burns the heart
