Author: dusk courtyard article Source: Internet

Character: Ai Xin (student of the Academy of Fine Arts), young woman, middle-aged man, president of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Opening: Ai Xin sits in the center of the stage, with an eye-catching sign next to him: free portrait. Ai Xin was holding a drawing board with a pencil in her ear, and she looked down thoughtfully.

Off-site voice: One Sunday afternoon, downtown square.

A lady with a sad face came over and wanted to sit down, but she hesitated. Ai Xin looked up and smiled and asked the lady to sit down. Reluctantly, she sat down and unconsciously brushed away some messy hair, which seemed awkward. Ai Xin motioned her to relax, then put the drawing board on his lap, took the pencil from his ear and began to draw. His paintings are free and easy, showing professionalism and self-confidence.

Ai Xin: You look unhappy?

Lady: How do you know?

Ai Xin: I studied painting, and I still have some observation.

Lady: (I want to cry) What does my unhappiness have to do with you?

Ai Xin: Yes, there is nothing between us. I just hope everyone I see can be happy.

Lady: (slightly moved, but still hesitated for a long time) OK, let me ask you a question?

Ai Xin: You ask!

Lady: You, do you think I-I-I am particularly ugly? I brushed my hair again and waited nervously for an answer. Obviously, this answer is very important to her)

Ai Xin: No, who said that? Who is so blind? You look good.

Lady: (smiling from the bottom of my heart, but immediately putting away the smile) You lied to me!

Ai Xin: I didn't lie to you. You look really distinctive, just like a woman in a famous oil painting, especially in her eyes, with a faint melancholy and an erratic noble temperament. Too much alike. Oh! Yes, this is Chen Yifei's oil painting. Its name is melancholy autumn. It depicts a beautiful woman looking out of the window, thinking of a distant sweetheart. Because of that expression, this painting won an international prize.

Lady: Really? (I dig out a small mirror from my bag and feel sorry for myself. I quickly put it away.) Are you a student of the Academy of Fine Arts?

Ai Xin: Yes, I come from the Academy of Fine Arts.

Lady: Artists are just different. They see things more clearly than ordinary people!

Ai Xin: Oh, I'm flattered!

Lady: Actually, I-I've always been an inferior person, and I'm afraid to associate with others.

Aisin: Then why bother? In fact, everyone has their own brilliance, but some people are more obvious, such as a beautiful face and a well-proportioned figure. Some people's advantages are hidden behind their appearance, such as good conduct, calm personality and elegant temperament ... I think the latter is more lasting and valuable.

Lady: That is to say, the eyes of the whole world. ...

Ai Xin: Why should we care about other people's opinions? Your life is your own!

Ai Xin has finished the painting, but she didn't give it to the lady at once.

Aisin: I have a request?

Lady: Huh? What requirements?

Ai Xin: Can you give me this picture? Why don't I draw you another one?

Lady: (grabbing the painting quickly) That won't do! Looking at this painting carefully, I smiled knowingly and said to myself, It's really beautiful. Draw slowly, put your hands behind your back.) Thank you!

Aisin: You're welcome!

Lady: See you then! (Walk away quickly)

Ai Xin: Goodbye.

Looking at the lady in the distance, Ai Xin was lost in thought and seemed to have something on her mind.

A man appeared. Mobile phone while walking.

Man: What? They suddenly stopped signing! How much did you lose? More than a million? (scratching his head with one hand) What? President Zhang of the bank has come to urge the bill again? By the end of this month at the latest? Oh, my god, this business is not done yet. Where can we get the money by the end of the month? Ok, ok, do it yourself and leave me alone! (Turn off the phone, take two steps, and the phone rings again) Hello, who are you looking for? Wrong number! (turning off the phone angrily, ringing again) You are sick ... Oh! Wife! Where are you? In new york, okay, okay, what! In new york? Honey, stop joking, I'm bored now! No kidding! ? (startled) What are you doing there? Didn't you go to your classmate's house in Shanghai? How did you get to England in the blink of an eye, huh? America. What? Speak louder! I can't hear you clearly. Wish me happiness? Wish me happiness (I lost my mind and almost fell, and Ai Xin rushed to hold him).

Aisin: Are you all right, sir? Why don't you sit down?

Man: Sit down? Oh, sit down. It's time to sit down. (Sit down, eyes straight)

Aisin: How are you? Does it matter? (The man touches his forehead, his expression is callous)

Ai Xin: Sit up straight, sir. Let me draw a picture for you. It′s on the house.

Man: Portrait? Oh, portrait, draw, young man, draw a portrait for me! (Lie on the back of the chair and close your eyes)

Ai Xin: Sir, you are really joking!

At this moment, an old man like a scholar stood beside them quietly, watching Ai Xin draw.

Ai Xin: (starts painting) Hey, sir, you look strange. The proportion of your head seems, seems to be wrong.

Man: (opens his eyes) No! What the hell happened to me today? ! The company crossed, my wife ran away, and now she doesn't even look right! Ha ha! Okay, okay, wrong is wrong! There's no point in living anyway.

Ai Xin: Don't worry, sir. Let me analyze it for you slowly. We artists all know one thing, that is, three courts and five eyes. The so-called three courts, from the hairline to the eyebrows, from the eyebrows to the bottom of the nose, from the bottom of the nose to the chin, have the same length. But you see, the part from your hairline to your eyebrows, that is, your forehead, is obviously longer than the other two sections? ...

M: (interrupting hastily) So what?

Ai Xin: I have studied Zeng Guofan's magnum opus "Ice Guide" about physiognomy. According to the above statement, most of these people are smart and agile, but they have ups and downs in the first half of their lives, especially in their thirties, and they will encounter great changes, and there may be major crises in their careers and marriages!

Man: (Close your eyes again, lean back and unconsciously touch your forehead) No wonder! I always think there is something wrong with this brain. (Stand up and walk to Ai Xin) Why do you think my parents gave me such a brain?

Ai Xin: I haven't finished yet. The book also says that after this big setback, if this person complains and is discouraged, then he will probably be devastated in his life. But if he can continue to struggle and rebuild the rivers and mountains, he will make amazing achievements with his talent, and the future is limitless.

M: Huh? ! Reorganize rivers and mountains? Well, I'm afraid I don't have the strength.

Ai Xin: Why not? Look (pass the picture) how energetic you are!

Man: (looking at the picture, talking to himself) Is this me? (Frowning, as if thinking for a long time, and as if suddenly having an epiphany, holding Ai Xin's hand excitedly) Young man, your words really woke up the dreamer! You're right. What kind of setback is this? I can't even bear the blow. What kind of person am I? I want to rally! I want to rally! (End)

(After the man left, Ai Xin touched his head wearily and sat down. The old man sat opposite him gently. Ai Xin noticed the old man next to him and cheered up quickly. )

Ai Xin: Do you want a portrait, old man?

Dean: Drawing (looking at Ai Xin kindly). Do you paint here every Sunday?

Ai Xin: Oh, almost two years!

Dean: Then why is it still free?

Ai Xin: On the one hand, I can do something for others. On the other hand, I can also improve my painting level. Look, I'll give you a free portrait. Aren't you a free model for me?

Dean: (laughs) You are really good at accounting. Young man, how about you show me the photos, too?

Ai Xin: (Laughing) Hi! Old man, I can't see anything like that. I just made up those words.

Dean: Then why?

Ai Xin: Make him happy and full of enthusiasm and hope for life.

Dean: Do you do this to everyone?

Ai Xin: In my eyes, every life in the world is a gift from the creator and should be happy, but this is just my hope. There will always be pain and misfortune in life.

Dean: What about yourself? Are you-happy?

Ai Xin: Me? (Suddenly Zheng, looking up at the old man) I'm happy! Very happy. Hey, that old man looks familiar!

Dean: Oh? Is it? (For a long time) Young man, look at this sunshine, how nice it is!

Ai Xin: Yes!

Dean: You mean dark clouds. Can they block the sun?

Ai Xin: (Looking up at the old man in front of me, I think his question is very strange, and it seems that he is not an ordinary person). The dark clouds will eventually clear away.

There was a silence. Ai Xin will give her the painting.

Ai Xin: Are you all right, old man?

Dean: (without answering immediately, quietly watching) From a professional point of view, your painting is almost perfect, and it is impeccable in anatomy, perspective and contrast between light and shade, but there is one thing, young man, I wonder if you have found it?

Ai Xin: Really? I looked at the old man in front of me in disbelief, which made me feel more familiar. I looked at the painting carefully. )

Dean: Although you always want to bring happiness to others, your own heart is not happy. Look at your brushwork, it's so heavy. I can feel the contradiction and pain in your heart from your brush strokes. (Ai Xin is surprised that the pencil in his hand falls to the ground)

Ai Xin: Huh? Who are you? (Bend down and pick up a pencil)

Dean: He Zhongli.

Ai Xin: He Zhongli? (Surprised and excited) Dean! No wonder you look so familiar. How could you?

Dean: First of all, I want to tell you good news. Your oil painting "Unyielding Life" has been selected for the 18th Paris International Art Exhibition, which is the first time that China's works of art have been selected in recent ten years. This is not only the infinite glory of our college, but also the glory of China art world. Congratulations, Ai Xin! (Holding Ai Xin's hand)

Ai Xin: Really? Great (from excitement to depression) Dean, in fact, I have always wanted to be your student. ...

Dean: You are already my student. You were recommended as my graduate student. As soon as next semester starts ...

Ai Xin: (robbed) Next semester? How many more months? (snapping his fingers) I'm afraid I can't-next semester (tears welled up)

Dean: No, you not only have next semester, but also a long, long life. Come with me, Ai Xin. (Holding Ai Xin's hand)

Aisin: Go, go where?

Dean: Let's go to the hospital!

Ai Xin: Hospital? Me, but ...

Dean: I just got a call from the hospital this morning. I know you-I know you have leukemia. Why did you keep it from everyone?

Ai Xin: Me. ...

Dean: I know what you are thinking. You love others, but not yourself. Leukemia is not incurable. Just now I called an emergency meeting of the whole school and decided to hold an auction of teachers and students' works in the Academy of Fine Arts tomorrow. All the people raised their hands to show their agreement. In addition, students also know that many students have volunteered to donate bone marrow for you. ...

Ai Xin: Dean, how can I thank everyone?

Dean: Let's go (holding Ai Xin's hand). Like the tree in your painting, we have unyielding life!