"This is my work phone. You can check the commissions on it."
"This is a camera. It's used for taking pictures. Many commissions require taking pictures of the cats on Liufen Street."
"The shutter button is here."
"This is our store badge, this, this, and this. Oh, and this is the jacket I bought last night. The shaped T-shirt was altered from my brother's clothes. If you put the jacket on, you can't see the stitching on the back."
Ling took things out of a small box beside her and gave them to Baimu one by one.
Bai Mu took the clothes,
This is a jacket similar to the one Ling wears, with a zipper-style vest structure and a black hood at the back.
The asymmetrical black T-shirt with one long sleeve and the other short sleeve adopts a lot of stitching design. The back is made of several triangular stitching fabrics, and there are also many contrasting stitching lines on one side of the long sleeve.
Looks very stylish.
Baimu took these and went into Zhe's room to change his clothes, then walked out looking like a fashion expert.
Ling looked at Bai Mu's expression and waved her hands excitedly, "Wow, I knew he would be super handsome!"
Zheya came over and looked at Bai Mu, "It's true that clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. Very good."
Bai Mu wore a hood and his clothes were asymmetrical in design. The orange stripes on his body matched the black and gray colors perfectly. The asymmetrical tight sleeves also made his two strong arms half exposed.
Bai Mu turned his head and just happened to reveal the fist earring hanging on his earlobe.
The face beneath the hood looked grim and cruel.
Bai Mu looked in the mirror and commented, "Well, it's really good. The solid color of the hood and the orange of the shoulder sleeves create a contrast, which is very punk style."
"The contrast between the left and right sides of the shaped T-shirt makes the person appear more mysterious and inviolable. It has a very majestic feel. Paired with the cute camera stickers on the waist, the badge with the bangs pattern on the chest, and the completely incomprehensible text on the T-shirt, it gives the person a strange sense of approachability."
“It’s a very well-designed outfit.”
He looked at Ling, who rubbed her head sheepishly and said, "Actually, I didn't think that much about it when I designed it. I'm actually a little embarrassed by your praise."
Zhe smiled and nodded, "Have you really studied art?"
Baimu turned around and nodded. After all, he was going to study at the Academy of Fine Arts, and he had loved art since he was a child.
My major is Impressionist oil painting, so I have a unique understanding of color.
Ling blinked, "By the way, Baimu, you said you wanted to show me the painting you drew."
Baimu took out his cell phone and swiped down, finally finding his own oil painting photo among a bunch of close-ups of Ailian's big face and tail.
He put the phone to the ringer and said, "Well, this painting is mine."
Ling and Zhe both came over to look at the picture on the phone.
Zhe was surprised and asked, "Isn't this... 'The Apple Tree in My Hometown'?"
The surrounding scenery in the picture is simply summarized and replaced by colors, except for the apple tree in the center, which is as clear as a photograph from the bark to every leaf.
Even the photos taken with a mobile phone have a strong sense of conflict, as if they are dream-like scenes that do not seem to exist in reality.
Bai Mu blinked, "What apple tree in my hometown?"
Zhe pointed at the painting and said, "It's an oil painting that was suddenly exhibited in the exhibition hall a while ago. I heard it was left behind by a painter who was down and out."
He pondered for a moment and said, "Wait, I'll search for you."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and directly searched the keyword, "apple tree in hometown".
A lot of praise quickly popped up.
-This painting is like the old capital from more than ten years ago. Its colors and composition can be said to be a culmination of Impressionism and Realism, while retaining a hazy and dreamy feeling.
-I think studying this painting will be beneficial to the development of the art philosophy of the new Eridu, but I don’t know who the painter was.
-Legend has it that it was found near a cemetery. The painter was already dead and did not even leave his name on the picture. Whoever he was, he was famous enough to leave his name in art history.
-If you look closely, it seems to be the work of Master Mo, and it has a somewhat old style. However, I have seen that painting, and it is definitely not a hundred years old. Maybe the painter mentioned in the introduction has passed away and the painter just does not want to reveal his identity.
There is also an auction information.
"Well, this painting was auctioned for 9.87 billion denarii. Both the buyer and the seller remain anonymous."
"Hey, look here."
Bai Mu took the phone that Zhe handed over and looked at the familiar painting in front of him. The corner of his mouth twitched, "I remember that I lost it in the studio at school..."
He zoomed in and found his signature on a leaf of the apple tree: WhiteWood.
Whitewood is the exclusive signature of Baimu.
Almost all art students will add their own signature to the painting when they finish it to ensure that it is their own work, and Bai Mu is no exception.
“It turned out to be stolen.”
He pointed at the signature on the leaf and smiled wryly.
Ling and Zhe also looked at each other, "How abhorrent! He actually stole your painting. Wait, doesn't that mean you can actually be very rich?"
Bai Mu shook his head and said, "My paintings are not for sale."
He thought about it and said, "No wonder every time I finish a few paintings, one of them disappears."
“So it was stolen.”
Although he was a little angry, he had been saving money to buy paint since his freshman year of high school. After so many years, it would be difficult to find the person who stole the painting.
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