art master

Chapter 39
"...Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at my hometown." Jiang Zixuan lay on the sofa in the living room, reading a collection of poems he just bought: "This poem is so beautiful!"

He turned to the second page and read the author's introduction.

"Mu Bai, hiss~" Why is this name so familiar?
Jiang Zixuan closed the collection of poems, frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly he got up from the sofa, ran to his bookshelf, and found a collection of novels released by Mr. Kan Ze three days ago.

Among them, the illustration of the science fiction novel has always impressed him deeply.

Especially the description of the "consciousness replicator". Mr. Kanze only briefly described this instrument in the novel, but the illustrator drew it so deeply.

Jiang Zixuan turned to the end of this sci-fi novel, in the column of "Illustrator", it was Mu Bai.

He stopped at the "Consciousness Replicator" again. If this device was depicted by an ordinary illustrator, it would be nothing more than an old-fashioned helmet-like, seat-like, and hibernation-like structure.

But this Mu Bai boldly used the design of square frame and round frame, there are curved seats in the round frame, and the square frame is set outside the round frame.When the instrument is started, the square frame and the round frame will rotate in a non-stop direction. It is very touching to think about that picture.

Coupled with the composition of some instruments next to the "consciousness replicator", this illustration is full of science fiction.

As a senior sci-fi writer, Jiang Zixuan can be sure at first sight of these three illustrations that the author of this illustrator is a person who understands sci-fi very well.

It's not like those two swords in ordinary studios. It's okay for them to draw characters, landscapes, etc., but they really don't understand science fiction.

"It's also called Mu Bai." Jiang Zixuan murmured to himself, "Is it the same name?"

While muttering, he went to open the poetry collection again, the background illustration of "Quiet Night Thoughts" was also made by Mu Bai!

Although the composition of this illustration is very simple, it has the feeling of telling a short story.

From this point of view, the probability of a duplicate name is very small!
Jiang Zixuan muttered cheerfully: "The illustrations for the new book are finally available."

He found Kan Ze's contact information from the address book: "Hey, Teacher Kan Ze, do you have time today? I have something to ask you."

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Mu Bai practiced guitar until his fingers were numb. Just when he was about to take a rest, he suddenly heard the system's voice: [Congratulations to the host for mastering the guitar skill. Reward 1. A random song. 2. Compose a random famous painting. 3. A random poem.Choose one of three rewards for this time. 】

Hey, this system is getting better and better. There are rewards for every skill you develop!
Mu Bai thought about it for a moment and ignored the composition of the famous painting. He had studied almost all of Blue Star's famous paintings, so there was no need to waste such an opportunity.

There is no need to use random poems, and now I still have the opportunity to customize poems.

So he thought: "I choose the first reward."

[Congratulations to the host for winning the song "The World". 】

It's an ancient song again!Mu Baixin said, but this is also good, at least his own style is consistent.

He entered the system again, and sure enough, he saw that the proficiency in the [Skill] column under [Music Appreciation Value] disappeared, and he finally fully mastered the skill of [Proficient Guitar].

"Why are you in a daze?" Gu Boying said, "Come again!"

The two practiced again, and Gu Boying nodded with satisfaction: "You finally got the hang of it. Your guitar has improved a lot. You will definitely amaze everyone tomorrow."

Mu Bai chuckled, he was impressed by Gu Boying once again in his heart, and he was so keen to hear that he had mastered a new skill.

Gu Boying said again: "You have practiced here today, you go to rest, we will do it twice before playing tomorrow. Remember today's feeling, absolutely no problem."

The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is a big day for Shenghuai College. The party that everyone has been looking forward to for a long time is about to be staged. at the party.

Not only the leaders of other colleges came to watch the party, but also the TV station in the mansion broadcast it live, which is a great event in recent years.

In the afternoon, some graduates who worked nearby went back to school to visit teachers and fellow students whom they were familiar with at school.

The whole campus was full of laughter and laughter, and it already had a festive atmosphere.

At eight o'clock in the evening, with the host's emotional opening speech, the party officially began.

Mu Bai, who was waiting backstage, heard the programs start and end one after another. He felt a little nervous for no reason.

Gu Boying, who had already put on her make-up, comforted her, "Don't be nervous, you have to be normal when it comes to being on stage, one is not afraid of death, and the other is that it is very embarrassing."

Today she wore a very casual outfit with a ponytail, looking like the beautiful big sister next door.

Mu Bai swallowed his saliva: "Does that mean he must die?"

"Hey hey, after being on stage, you'll be born again!"

At this time, the host said: "Next, please enjoy the song "Travel", singing Gu Boying, and playing guitar with Mu Bai!"

While applauding, everyone whispered to each other: "Who is Mu Bai? How did he have the opportunity to cooperate with the school belle?"

Only Ji Yuanjie, Bai Xiaoqi, and Zhao Fu said that they did not expect Mu Bai to perform at the party.

After Gu Boying pushed Mu Bai onto the stage, the boys in the audience were disappointed for a while. They thought that the person who cooperated with the school belle had to be at least a school grass-level character, why is he in a wheelchair?

Among the girls, some are already exclaiming: "He's so handsome." "He's so cute when he's so nervous but still has a forced smile."

Gu Boying, who was steady in the typhoon, helped Mu Bai plug in the electric guitar, then stood in front of the microphone, smiled and waved to everyone.

The scene immediately fell silent.

Gu Boying made a gesture of invitation to Mu Bai, and Mu Bai took a deep breath and began to play the prelude.

Everyone was immediately attracted by Mu Bai's crisp and brisk guitar sound.

Gu Boying's charming singing voice joined in at the right time: "...Only the green mountains are hidden among the white clouds
Butterflies roam freely in the clear stream
Look at that sunset blooming in the sky

There is a flock of birds heading west..."

The audience was fascinated by the song, and seemed to be brought into a dreamy beauty by this song.

As the melody stretches, the audience in the entire auditorium seems to be immersed in the first journey.

The green mountains and white clouds, the butterflies in the clear streams, the evening glow returning to the birds, this is the end of a beautiful day.

As everyone became emotionally involved, Gu Boying sang to the climax: "Who painted this world and me and you?"
make our world colorful
Who makes us cry and surprises us

Let's fall in love like this
Always say goodbye, get together and part
Always a long way to go..."

The audience in the auditorium suddenly felt empathy.Life is also a journey. The joy of just embarking on the journey, the joy on the road, and the loss when the journey is about to end, surges of emotion rush into my heart.

Gu Boying's singing is natural, casual, and has a touch of sadness, which reminds many people of their friends who have accompanied them on this journey, but now they have embarked on a different path.

Even Gu Boying himself did not expect that this song could make so many people cry.

Mu Bai received the sound perfectly, and the song "Travel" ended.

The entire auditorium was silent, no matter the students or the teachers, they were still immersed in their own memories and sadness.

At that time, Zheng Huan, who was the first to hear "Travel" under the street lamp, suddenly stood up and shouted: "The Divine Comedy! I finally heard this Divine Comedy again!"

(End of this chapter)