Chapter 160: Heroine

The yellow sand stretches across, and the sun hangs high.

Li Qian was wearing a big straw hat bought in the countryside of Hanzhong Prefecture, holding a camera in his hand, and from time to time took a picture with a "click" into the distance - at this moment, he was already at least darker than before he set off. Two or three shades.

From Shuntianfu to Kouwai, from Kouwai to Horqin, from Horqin to Hetao, from Hetao to Northern Shaanxi, from Northern Shaanxi to Chang'an, from Chang'an to Hanzhong, from Hanzhong to Tianshui, then enter Hexi Corridor, go west all the way, pass Zhangye, Guo Jiuquan, after nearly a month, Li Qian finally arrived in Dunhuang.

Yes, here is the Mogao Grottoes, which he liked the most in the past two lifetimes.

Things in the world are always like this: what will be seen by ordinary people is always only the glamorous side, and the things behind it are rarely known.

It’s like everyone knows and will pay attention to how much box office a certain movie has earned after its release, a certain director has made a lot of money, a certain actor has become popular, and the endorsement is so expensive, but few people pay attention Why the box office of this movie is such a big hit is to pay attention to how much effort and thought the director, screenwriter, producer and other behind-the-scenes workers have put into this movie, and how much pain and effort the actors have put in to play this role well. .

It's like Liao Liao's album is a big seller. Everyone will say, Liao Liao sings really well, Liao Liao's songs are really good, or Liao Liao's album must be making a lot of money... and so on, but no one will Pay attention to how much time and energy she has invested in singing those works that Li Qian wrote to her well, in order to find the most appropriate voice and the most appropriate emotion.

In the final analysis, all successful and popular literary and artistic works, including novels, dramas, music, movies, etc., although they are commodities, they are a special kind of commodity, even if it is a Hollywood popcorn blockbuster that requires the least artistic quality, among them The rhythm of the film is also very thoughtful-the so-called rhythm is also an art.

To put it simply, if a piece of art for mass consumption wants to sell well, you must find the combination of popularity and artistry—popularity and art can be emphasized, but both are indispensable.

Therefore, a certain actor is obviously very popular, his salary is frighteningly high, and the endorsement fee is also sky-high, but he is still willing to go to act in those low-income stage plays, dramas, or niche art films;

Furthermore, a certain singer's album is obviously selling well, even if he picks up a commercial performance randomly, the price is hundreds of thousands, but he is still willing to go to the conservatory of music to take classes honestly, or to participate in those basic earning activities. Opera performances for less money;

Furthermore, if Li Qian doesn't have any high pursuits, leaving aside film and television, just writing songs to sell, or simply releasing records to make money, is enough for him to live a good life all his life, and gain both fame and fortune , Even after a few years, it is easy to become the so-called godfather and master of pop music, but he still wants to learn suona, erhu, matouqin, listen to Beijing opera, listen to folk songs in northern Shaanxi, listen to Qin opera, in the future, he even wants to ask for a teacher, and study Beijing opera for a few years seriously...

Perhaps, simply saying that these people, including Li Qian, are pursuing art, because they love art, etc., seems a bit too pretentious and too empty, but even if it is just because they want to continue to be popular, Sustained success requires grasping popularity and commerciality on the one hand, and diligently studying artistry on the other hand, which is also an indispensable job for an artist—not to mention, Li Qian really loves music.

Art comes from creation, but creation comes from learning.

As an artist, once you are unwilling to study, then you will not be far from falling into the street and falling into ruin.

And when it comes to art, whether you are engaged in art, film, literature, or music, the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang are all palace-level existences, and they are an inexhaustible art for life treasure.

When Li Qian came to Dunhuang, he drove around the city first, carefully comparing the similarities and differences of the city in the two time and space, and then saw a hotel with the signboard of "Donglai Inn", Feeling good, I stopped the car and went in.

After booking a room, I went downstairs and paid ten yuan to have the car washed, and then went back to the room to take a shower for myself, shaking off the dust and sand that I had carried all the way, and then changed into dry clothes. Then he went downstairs again, bought a sketchbook and a pencil in the shop next to the inn, and then found a roadside shop for a few casual meals, and then he drove straight to Mogao Grottoes.

Mogao Grottoes is located in the southeast of Dunhuang, about ten minutes by car.

Because it is summer and it is on the edge of the desert, the temperature here is very high, hot and dry, so there are not many tourists in this season, and the huge parking lot is empty, let alone the deserted look at the door It looks like there are not many people inside.

Buy tickets, enter the door, take a rough walk first, and if you find something you like, stop and look carefully, look at it from a different angle, and take a long test. If you like it too much, you will take out your sketchbook and draw a few strokes—this is a prohibition Tourists take pictures and videos, and sketchbooks are bought for this.

The portraits on the stone walls are either agile and elegant, or dignified and peaceful. The lines are simply indescribably beautiful.

There are not many tourists in the grotto, and few people can speak. Everyone walks around and watches quietly.

Many of them were like Li Qian, holding a sketchbook in their hands, and some of them simply came in with drawing boards. At first glance, they should be college students majoring in art. They are of high level, with an easel and drawing board Put it on, and it will be one soon.

Li Qian's level of painting is not as good as others, but for him, he doesn't pursue any aesthetic feeling or realism when he draws casually. or realistic feeling.

In the previous two lives, he had never studied fine arts or sketching professionally, but in his previous life, he had played the role of assistant director and assistant director in the crew for a long time, and he gradually realized the profound influence of fine arts skills on a movie, so he began to study by himself sketch. Fine art is easy to learn but hard to master. Li Qian learned to paint, so of course it is impossible to improve much in the short term, but at least, for a person who wants to be a director and shoot his own works, the simplest script for directing still needs to be done. Only if you can draw.

So, he brushed and drew one, and then drew another.

Occasionally turning his head to look at the paintings of other artists, he feels both envy and pity.

In terms of skills, he can't keep up with an art student from others, but from his point of view, he always feels that the things drawn by others have no shape at all, and there is no charm at all.

After calming down, he decided to seriously draw a better thing that could be held out.

On the stone wall in front of you, there are several plump women wearing ribbons, but they are fluttering and graceful, and they look like immortals. At first glance, they are works from the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and they are likely to be from the early Tang to the prosperous Tang. I fell in love with it at a glance, and I felt that I would be able to draw this well.

Many people thought he was good at it. In fact, he was not the only one standing in front of this mural painting non-stop. But after painting for a long time, Li Qian raised his head to look at the original painting on the wall, and suddenly felt that what he had painted was neither resembling the shape nor grasping much of the spirit, so he put down the pen in a slump, and put down his will to try his best.

Turning around, she saw a girl wearing a gauze hat and sunglasses next to her. Her shoulder-length hair was curled up in wavy curls. She was of medium build, thin, but very thin. And the most important thing is that she is also copying. The sketchbook in her hand is exactly the same as the one in Li Qian's hand. It can be seen that she bought it after she came to the local area.

Li Qian turned his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and looked at the other person's notebook. It didn't matter what he saw, but when he saw the other's painting clearly, he was immediately startled.

The portraits of Feitian in her pen, the figure, the eyes, and the clothes are full of a kind of sharpness, just like a swordsman with a sword in his hand, who may strike a stunning blow at any time!

Simply sharp!

Is this still flying?

Li Qian's eyes widened instantly.

But if you take a closer look, hey, it seems that it really has such a smell.

If you really say that she looks like her, then you definitely can’t. If the flying sky in her painting is in Liaozhai, it must not be the kind who is waiting to recruit a sour talent to be a rich man, but a person who has a disagreement and a thousand miles away. Take Nie Yinniang, who is your leader, as a character.

But if you want to say that she doesn't look like her at all... this doesn't seem appropriate either.

It can only be said that personal temperament is different, so understanding is different.

Anyway, Li Qian has been here so many times in the past two lives, but he has never been able to see this sharp taste from this mural. If anyone can see these things and draw these things, he is either a genius or a lunatic .

Li Qian withdrew his gaze, looked up at the mural, and shook his head while looking.

But immediately, he couldn't help it, and glanced over again.

Coincidentally, the girl seemed to have noticed the side gaze, and turned her head to look over at the same time.

The big sunglasses she was wearing almost covered most of her face, but her chin looked a little familiar, but Li Qian made sure that she must not recognize her, so he showed her a face. Smile, nod.

The girl turned her head to look at him for a moment, her expression was cold, but suddenly she nodded her chin at Li Qian and pointed to the sketchbook in Li Qian's hand, which probably meant: Hey, you just peeked at my drawing, didn't you? ? Then let me see you too!

Li Qian was a little embarrassed and wanted to hide.

Don't care if he is a lunatic or a genius, his art skills are indeed two blocks away from his own, and there is still plenty to spare. I am really embarrassed to show my two broken paintings to others.

But who told me that I really read someone else's work just now? After hesitating for a moment, Li Qian smiled awkwardly, and he was embarrassed to hand it over, so he took the sketchbook in his hand and turned it slightly sideways.

The other party leaned over and glanced over.

Then, a disgusted expression quickly appeared on her face—yes, it was disgusting!

Ordinarily, she was wearing sunglasses, which covered half of her face. Under the light in the cave, it was impossible for Li Qian to see her expression, but he just looked at the corners of her mouth, nose, chin, etc. From the subtle expression changes, Li Qian felt the other party's disdain for his works immediately.

Well, since I came to this time and space, this is really the first time I have been despised by others.

However, it is purely self-inflicted!

Li Qian smiled awkwardly, without making any excuses, but quickly retracted the notebook.

Then, taking advantage of people turning their heads to look at the murals and not paying attention to the effort here, he hurried away.

But soon, when he was standing in front of another mural to observe her expression carefully, the girl walked around and came to Li Qian's side again. When she turned her head and saw Li Qian, although she was still expressionless, she nodded to Li Qian.

Li Qian also nodded at her, and then everyone looked at their own.

After a while, she picked up the sketchbook again and began to draw.

Li Qian felt itchy, but finally couldn't hold it back. He turned his head and looked over: Sure enough, it's another female sword fairy!

He subconsciously felt that this girl's character must be sharp and messed up!

After brushing and brushing, it took about two or three minutes. After she finished drawing, she turned her head to stare at Li Qian, lit up the sketchbook in her hand, and said, "You draw one too, let's look at it!"

Her voice was so small that she could only hear what she said clearly within a distance of one or two meters, but don't forget that to a certain extent, Li Qian can be regarded as relying on his ears for food. Having been making music for so many years, he may not be able to remember anything else, or even recognize him when he meets him, but he can almost recognize 60 to 70% of the voices, especially those very special voices—this girl The voice is crisp and sweet, with a high base note and a clear outgoing voice. As far as Li Qian has heard the voice so far, there is no other voice like this in the whole of China!

Of course, the voice of speaking is very different from that of singing. Some people have the same articulation parts when speaking and singing, but there are also some people who have completely different voices when speaking and singing. Moreover, it is an exaggeration to say that there is no second one in the whole country. In fact, there are more than one billion people. It may not be easy to find someone who sings so well, but it must not be too difficult to find someone who speaks like this.

Therefore, Li Qian stared at her steadily for two or three seconds, but he was still not sure.

Then, he whispered with some embarrassment, "I... am not very good at drawing."

But the other party quickly responded: "Your skills are just too poor, let's draw. You have seen my two paintings, and you have to let me see them back!"

If it was a change from the time when he was a cheap mouth in his previous life, Li Qian would promise to tell her, then if I take off my pants to show you, you have to take off my pants to show me too?

But now, after hesitating for a moment, he picked up the sketchbook, stared at the mural seriously for a while, lowered his head, and began to draw in a hurry—in about two or three minutes, a crooked painting was completed. Show each other.

Well, sure enough, there was another look of disgust on her face.

"There's something in your head, but you can't draw it!" she commented after a moment.

"Also, the painting style is really ugly!"

***

I think too beautifully in my heart, but when I write it, I always feel that the taste is wrong, and the words do not convey the meaning. This is probably what the so-called high-sightedness and low-handedness mean.

Well, I'm afraid I can't write this paragraph well, so I'm a little bit Calvin.