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Chapter 265 Han Qi's Home

When I opened the door, standing outside was indeed a sheep holding a camera.

"Are you here so early?"

"Haha, I don't have much to do by myself anyway."

Sheep Yang would not say she was married before the video, so netizens could only keep guessing. If it hadn’t been for hearing her introduce Du Haoping yesterday, Han Qi would not have known about Sheep Yang’s marriage... But it doesn’t matter, the aunt is not

The kind of up who relies on his looks to attract fans.

"Dang dang dang, haha, when you see this handsome guy in front of the camera, you should know what surprise I'm talking about, right? I am the first up owner on the Internet to take pictures of Han Qi's life. I will ask you if I am a good sheep?

"

The smile on Han Qi's face widened a little and he said, "You can sit down wherever you want, and I'll make you a cup of tea."

"Thank you so much."

The purpose of her visit today was to learn from Han Qi what the names of the pastries he had posted on Weibo were red and crispy.

However, you can’t finish the process as soon as you start. You have to record slowly. Sometimes it’s good to be able to cut out ten minutes of content from a few hours of material, because many of the interactions in the middle are actually without nutrition and effect.

She has had many opportunities to record jointly with others, and she understands this very well.

So we started recording as soon as we entered Han Qi's house, and we chatted normally.

Han Qi was making tea in front of the water boiler. Sheep noticed several paintings around him, some were simple sketches, some were colored paintings and oil paintings.

"You have so many paintings here."

Han Qi took a look and nodded: "Well, I like to bring pen and paper with me when I go out to play. When I see a scenery I like, I first sketch it. If there is something I particularly like, I will turn it into an oil painting."

"What about this one?"

She pointed at a sketched portrait and said metaphorically.

This is a girl with a Nordic style. The simple background shows that she is on a bridge. The woman in the painting is standing with a handbag on her back and touching her chin with the other hand. She looks sexy and beautiful.

"This is a small town in northern Norway. I had just learned how to make videos and had little money at the time. During my travels, I would either draw self-portraits for people, or perform street performances, singing, etc. I stayed here for three days.

, who makes a living by painting people’s portraits, and she is one of my customers.”

"customer?"

"Yes, my painting skills were relatively average at that time. I only charged 5 euros for a painting, but she gave me 200 euros, and by the time I finished the painting, she had already left."

Han Qi recalled the scene at that time.

This is a memory that is hard to forget.

Why is traveling so tiring, but Han Qi still enjoys it?

In addition to the existence of the system, he prefers the small surprises encountered during the trip. Even after a year, when he recalls it, it can still dispel the haze in his heart and bring a ray of sunshine to his soul.

"What about this one?"

A very simple oil painting, but the one below is in English.

'Given to my friend Qi Han——Dale Gladys.'

"Dele is a gallery owner in Europe. Her gallery is very famous in Northern Europe. I'm lucky that my painting caught her eye. This is a painting that Del gave to me when I returned to China." Han.

Qi smiled, put the brewed tea on the table, and said.

"There is a follow-up to this painting. I saw this painting out of boredom at home some time ago, so I decided to revisit the place where Ms. Dale originally painted this painting. So I went to the Butterlake Mine in the south of England and found

Twenty years have passed since the place in the painting, and this cliff has not changed at all."

"So romantic." Sheep looked fascinated.

She felt that there was no need to ask Han Qi what happened during his trip. She just asked Han Qi to tell the stories about the paintings on the wall, which could easily last more than half an hour, and she was not here.

Those who watch paintings come to learn techniques.

She decided to take a closer look at these paintings and start today's topic.

So pretty.

He wished he could take pictures of these paintings and take them home to enjoy them slowly.

Why didn't she feel this way when she went to art exhibitions before? It was strange. She felt from the bottom of her heart that these paintings were very good, with a good environment and good composition, but she didn't know what was good about them.

Han Qi saw that Sheep liked his graffiti so much and wanted to show it off, so he said, "So you also like painting so much? I have a newly completed oil painting, do you want to see it?"

In Han Qi's opinion, he actually only has three paintings.

The first painting was given to Trieste, and it was a painting of her cabin on the mountain. The painting actually had Han Qi's current style, and people in the industry could tell at a glance that it was Han Qi's work.

This style cannot be imitated by others.

This is also the reason why Han Qi can draw master-level works even without painting talent.

The second painting is in the Dell Gallery, and is currently touring Europe, but judging from the time, it should come to China.

The last pair is in the study, freshly baked a few hours ago.

"Really? Of course."

Sheep didn't understand Han Qi's painting process and thought it was just like the sketches on the wall, but had just been completed.

Following Han Qi into the study, Sheep felt like he was in an art gallery for a moment.

So many colors, so bright.

There are graffiti all around, even behind the door. Various colors and characters come together like a hodgepodge, forming a fairy tale world. Two-dimensional characters come to Buckingham Palace, and medieval knights ride horses to drive away Tom Cat...

Finally she saw the painting hanging above.

"Wow……"

What kind of train is that, actually running on water?

There are woods in the foreground, and the composition is to see the train in the center of the lake through the woods. The color of the forest was brought to life by Han Qi. The scenery in the distance may be the sea, endless, with mountains on both sides, with old paint. Look

An old-fashioned train that looks like it has been in service for many years plays its flute and drives across the water in a long track.

She had seen this scene in Han Qi's vlog.

But... the world in the painting is more beautiful.

Sheep stood dumbfounded at the door of the study, his whole body was stunned, only his eyes were still flashing.

In a trance, she seemed to be really standing on a mountain, watching such a train passing through the water below the mountain. A flute sounded, startling countless birds in the woods, and the breeze blew by, making the surrounding leaves rustle.

"Hey! Sheep?"

"Ah, the train is so loud."

"Huh?" Han Qi blinked.

What train is too loud? What the hell?

Sheep suddenly came back to his senses, saw the surrounding scene, remembered what he had just said, and suddenly felt dead: "Uh...it's nothing, you are really good at painting."

"Hehe, prizes are given."

"Can I walk in?"

"Of course, please do."

Han Qi walked in first and introduced: "This is my workshop. I usually do some sculptures and dough sculptures. They are all here. The surrounding walls are all paintings I made when I was bored. I didn't think much about it at the time.

Thinking of something to do to kill time."

Sheep walked in cautiously and said: "They are all quite good, and the paintings are very good."

She didn't know much about painting, but she really felt that... any of the pictures above were more energetic than the famous paintings she had seen before.

There were too many paintings on the wall. When she walked in alone and saw these pictures, she felt a little tired of her eyes and didn't know what to look at. But when she saw the oil painting, her eyes were firmly attracted, not at all.

I will think about what is outside the frame.

I didn’t know why Han Qi could be called a painter before. After all, it is difficult to search for high-definition pictures of Han Qi’s paintings on the Internet.

But now she understands.

Even if Han Qi thought he would never paint anything again, this painting alone would be enough to be passed down to the world.


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