Chapter 1210 Lamya’s sketching, cultivating the mind and cultivating nature

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Da Wu is in seclusion!!!

The Hong Kong art circles, the rich and the slut circles all know this news.

For this reason, Mrs. B, Qiuqiu, Hu Yinmeng and others came here to do their hair in advance, and they all earned a lot of whip.

As for how Sister B explains to Brother B?

Your wife has scars on her body, what does it have to do with me, Mr. Wu?

Not taking the initiative, not refusing, not being responsible, and finally dealing with it coldly... Wu Xiaozu is more familiar with this trick. After all, this is a talent for surname Wu, and it is a great knowledge.

Cultivate one's own character~~~

Lamma Island.

Under the continuous green hills are low houses. The sea breeze hits, and the smell of fishy sea is slightly heavy. It is only half an hour away from Central, but it is far away from the prosperity and returns to nature.

In fact, there is a saying in Hong Kong Island: Hong Kong Island does not lack land!

The facts are almost the same.

However, many places are occupied by real estate developers, and it is true that they have not developed...

Otherwise, Chief Executive of the World Trade Center would not be proud to call out a plan for 300,000 yuan in public housing.

What a pity ~

Chief Executive Dong's efforts eventually turned into a bubble. Whether it was the information port or the public housing, they eventually became the fertile soil for yesterday's cucumbers. Hong Kong Island also lost the opportunity to be chosen in this great era, and young people also lost their future.

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This is all a story.

Wu Xiaozu has never been a savior, and he has no ability or ability for the time being.

It's great to live your own life well.

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The white and low house, the wooden door with peeling paint on the second floor was pushed open, hooked with an iron hook, and a protruding balcony was extended.

On the balcony's extension table are several pots of wild flowers with unknown names and vitality, and a few ugly cigarette butts are shattered in the gravel pot.

The exterior wall has fallen a little.

Exposed blue bricks and moss.

A painting was nailed next to it. Looking at the nail, it should have been nailed up. The painting was a maid's picture, both big and small, with a length and width of about 60cm.

The style of painting is very strange.

The topic is even more amazing.

It is not the elegant and colorful maid of the traditional Chinese painting style, but a nude maid with a round and snake curve composition. It is not the Western human body art, but the single-line flat painting style.

It has an oriental rhyme and rhythm.

Quite pure.

Spit ~

Seagulls stand on the balcony wall, pecking at the small biscuits, bread crumbs and the like scattered on it.

In the distance, the sharp and loud sound of seagulls could only be mixed with the rustling sound of paper when they reached the near side.

After eating bread crumbs, the lonely seagull jumped up and flew away.

At this time, a hand was stretched out from the side, and her slender index finger bounced the ashes caught in the bullet.

There is not much redundant furnishing on the balcony.

A white wooden table, an old chair, a pen holder and paper, a tea bowl, and a plate of seasonal fruit.

On the chair, the man was shirtless with a bronze upper body, and his lower body was extremely indecisive in boxers, and his feet were flip-flops.

Flip the animation draft in your hand.

Lin Fengmian's collection of paintings.

**Picture album.

It is roughly also a change in the picture of ladies.

However, his paintings have always been controversial, and many people will frown at his style.

Chinese painting? Western painting?

It has a bit of beauty when learning Western learning. Although he was criticized for this breakthrough back then, many people thought that his new school of painting was not in line with artistic aesthetics, which led to him being very dismal, but it was indeed a good inspiration for later generations like Wu Xiaozu.

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Wu Xiaozu recently picked up his pen and was also painting - **.

So I specially bought a few paintings of Lin Fengmian from the auction house to appreciate them. They are not expensive, hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars.

He likes Mr. Lin's style quite well. This is very inspiring to his film style.

It is said that Mr. Lin Fengmian has always been low-key and hidden, and Wu Xiaozu did not bother him personally. He just sent someone to visit him and came back to tell him that Lin Fengmian died of illness at the age of 91.

Once upon a time, there were actually many literati painters traveling to Hong Kong, but they ran away from death.

When Lin Fengmian passed away, Wu Xiaozu was quite surprised and expected.

Some time ago, a tabloid reported that he was ill and had been in and out of the hospital on Hong Kong Island many times.

After all, people cannot resist their lives.

During this period, Wu Xiaozu also thought a lot. Perhaps life is just a script, and it was destined to be...

For example, he didn't want to touch Sister B, but in the end he was still according to fate... Who said that's not?

Mainly, during this period, Wu Xiaozu discovered a problem.

He floated in the air and seemed to be unable to get down.

When acquiring Nanhua, many people came to "fight Qiufeng". He himself was also trapped in such a vicious circle, and countless people came to deal with him.

What he thought about in the box at that time has been lingering in his mind these days: it seems that he has already lost the love and essence of life.

He can no longer shoot works from the previous two years.

It’s not that he is out of date, but that after his wealth has expanded, his desire for creation has entered a bottleneck.

Discard martial arts!

Now think about it, Mouzi is his role model in this regard.

He originally thought that he had decades of experience and would have sufficient confidence when facing life and creation. But he ignored one thing: after all, he was an individual, not a machine.

He does have countless directions to work hard, but he lacks enterprising spirit.

It's like a novelist who doesn't study novels and stocks... Money can really be lazy in a person's body and pollute the spirit.

He never underestimates himself.

He was indeed suppressing the expansion in his heart and maintaining his enthusiasm for creation - but human beings are lazy creatures after all, this is instinct... especially when he is at his fingertips for many things.

Of course, the director will definitely have different changes in each period, which you can understand as his perception of life.

But Wu Xiaozu knew that he was not passionate now.

With the favor and kindness, he fell into a social quagmire. When he fell into it, he didn't know whether he would have fallen into the kind of brother Kai who was lying on his credit book to participate in variety shows...

Perhaps, people will eventually become the kind of people they hate.

Maybe.

However, he still hopes that this time can slow down. Otherwise, if he goes to Hollywood with this kind of mind, he may not be able to do anything in the end...

Therefore, he resolutely went into seclusion.

“It’s been lunch.”

Zhou Yujie, wearing a small black suspender vest, had fair skin, bright eyes and white teeth, and black hair, walked up with her paella, and a glass of white wine and juice were poured on the tray.

If someone sees this scene, they will definitely yell: Do you call this retreat???

Then he can keep his life in custody!

Facts have proved that Wu Xiaozu did not want to endure hardships when he went into seclusion. He was not a masochist...

He just took the opportunity to take his soul to the island and burn it in the sun, extracted his spirit, and lay it on a chair, that's all.

As for the body?

Just a skin sac.

unimportant.

Besides, I have said that he is keen on painting recently, so he must have models around him, otherwise he will be lonely?
To be continued...