Urgently ask for a funny psychological drama

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? (and smoothed her head Ⅲ? What happened to Fu Zongnuo? Ouch? Even the emblem, kites and express delivery? This island is a plaque?

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.