After hearing what Fang Yi said, Liu Hongshuo's face became a little better, and Liu Wei also had a smile on his face.
"There's nothing, just wine and cigarettes," Fang Yi said as he opened the bag.
When Li Minghua heard this, he walked over, took a look and said with a smile: "Then keep these snacks, I will collect them for your teacher. Your teacher cannot drink tobacco or alcohol. Now the doctor wants him to drink one to two small glasses of wine every day.
You’d better take the liquor back!”.
Fang Yi's face turned a little bitter when he heard this. He didn't see that Liu Hongshuo's face was also bitter, and he couldn't take his eyes away from the liquor.
Li Minghua looked at Fang Yi's face and said with a smile: "Then you call your family and I will talk to your family!".
After hearing this, Fang Yi quickly walked to the phone in the studio and reached out to dial the phone at home. After the phone rang twice, his mother Yu Qin's voice came. Listening to the conversation on the phone, Fang Yi
Yi knew that his mother was sitting in the living room watching TV.
"Mom! I'm Xiaoyi! My wife said that teachers can't smoke or drink. Just ask me to keep other things!" Fang Yi said into the phone.
When Yu Qin heard this, she immediately started to complain: "You kid can't even bring something to the teacher! What's the point of raising you so big!...".
When Fang Yi heard this, a bitter look appeared on his face, and he subconsciously held the receiver away from his ears.
Li Minghua couldn't help laughing when he saw Fang Yi's appearance and said to Fang Yi: "Give me the phone and I'll talk to your mother."
"Wait! Master, I want to talk to you." Fang Yi said into the phone and handed the receiver to Li Minghua's hand.
"Hello!" Li Minghua said after taking the phone, and then started chatting with Yu Qin on the phone.
While watching the teacher's wife chatting, Fang Yi walked to Liu Hongshuo's side and stretched his head to look at another sketch in the teacher's hand.
Liu Hongshuo held the sketch in his hand and looked at it for a while and asked Fang Yi: "Do you know whose hand this sketch was originally created?".
"I don't know!" Fang Yi only knew Dürer's name, or something automatically popped up in his mind. He didn't even know which country had what masterpiece. It was hard to say that he knew who Dürer was.
Liu Hongshuo himself went on to say: "It is the German giant Dürer! Painter, printmaker and woodblock painter. This is one of his masterpieces "Praying Hands". This painting was painted with the hands of Dürer's brother as a model! Dürer
His father was a goldsmith, and there were more than a dozen children in the family. Among them, Dürer and his brother both liked painting, but the family could only support one person.
People decided to toss a coin to decide who would study painting. Those who did not go would work in a mining factory to earn money to support the brother who went to study painting. In the end, Dürer won the toss and went to the Nuremberg Art School, while the brother went to work in a mining factory.
Dürer worked hard and provided tuition for his younger brother. Dürer was very diligent and talented. After a few years in school, he could paint better than the professor. I am waiting for Dürer to paint after graduation.
He was able to make money. At this time, Dürer returned home and prepared to fulfill his promise. He told his brother that he would fully support his brother in learning painting. However, his brother shook his head after hearing this. Several years of working in a mining factory left his hands disabled.
I can no longer hold the brush! This is the origin of this painting. Dürer is an art master who can echo Leonardo da Vinci, not only
Painter, metallurgist, sculptor, mathematician, mechanic, etc.! What would have happened if it was not Dürer who won but his brother? What a pity fate has no if! When Dürer painted this painting
At that time, the world not only remembered Dürer but also his brother! There are so profound things in this painting that you need to understand and feel!"
Fang Yi listened to the teacher and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Could it be that this is fate? He chose to achieve Dürer and gave up his brother? So when that thing appeared in his mind while lying down in class, was it also fate?
Did you choose yourself? Since that day when I lay down, I have learned everything about painting.
All the resistance disappeared at once. If I didn't have that idea, even if I had something in my mind, would I be able or would I have the courage to convince my parents and tell them that what I like is painting! And be able to be so happy all over my body?
Put your heart into the things you like?
Did painting choose me, or did I choose painting? That lying down actually became a turning point in my life. I met Wang Qiluo, then Zhou Tong, and then became my teacher. If this is not fate, what else can it be? Step by step
Guided him here? This question made Fang Yi ponder over it.
Liu Hongshuo didn't know that his students would have such an association, thinking that Fang Yizheng was immersed in Dürer's story about family and love. Looking at his students, he frowned in thought for a while and said: "Be grateful as a human being! Be grateful to those who love you.
Even if the person
It's the people who have loved you, because they have given to you! Feel the emotions that move you, and refine them and express them in the form of painting. Otherwise, if your talent is separated from the emotions, art will not be art!
That is nonsense and pretentiousness."
Fang Yi listened to the teacher's words with a serious face.
"You are talented and hardworking enough, which is indispensable for becoming a good artist. Another important thing is not to be arrogant about your talent! You don't want to learn from me on this point." Liu Hongshuo sighed and said, "If I didn't
With this bad temper, Mr. Zhou Yitang might be able to live for two more years, and the artistic innovation we are planning to implement will not have such great resistance. Now that I think about it, my pace was too fast at that time. The situation at that time can be described as being surrounded on all sides.
Got it!".
Fang Yi understands this truth, but Fang Yi doesn't understand why his teacher has so many rumors about his bad temper. Now that he has been with him for some time, he doesn't feel that his teacher has a bad temper at all.
Look. I don't know that I am right for Liu Hongshuo. I like him no matter how I look at him. Of course I have a good temper.
"Look at the processing of the lines in this painting! He is indeed a master figure who can echo Leonardo da Vinci. Both the overall and detailed characterizations are in place, but Da Vinci paid more attention to the fundamentals and details of his sketches.
A sense of order. Dürer is more delicate in his grasp of details..." After the master and apprentice chatted for a few words, the topic naturally turned to painting. Liu Hongshuo carefully told his students his understanding of painting.
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Fang Yi listened as Liu Hongshuo talked, adding a few words from time to time. In this way, half an hour passed quickly. When Liu Hongshuo turned around, he found that his wife had just put down the phone.
"Why did you talk for so long?" Liu Hongshuo asked Li Minghua. Not only Liu Hongshuo didn't understand, Fang Yi was also confused. He didn't understand how his master's wife had so many topics to talk about with his mother.
Li Minghua stood up from the chair next to the phone and said: "Fang Yi's mother still knows how to live. On Sunday, she will go to some activities with a few friends, and she even asked me to go with her just now. Anyway, let me think about it.
Nothing happened, so I agreed!”.
Liu Hongshuo and Fang Yi were a little stunned after hearing this: Sometimes it's so easy for this woman to make friends! Can you establish a relationship after just a few words on the phone? And listen to Fang Yi's mother's name
It was so smooth that Fang Yi felt like he was meeting an idler in the community.
Auntie-style call for someone who wanders around the neighborhood with nothing to do! In the mouths of all middle-aged and elderly women, the name of a son or daughter plus the name of his mother is the adult's adult name. So the last time someone asked Fang Guohua where his family lived, no one knew.
! Anyone can point you to where Fang Yi’s father lives!
Li Minghua said to Fang Yi: "I told your mother, keep all these things except cigarettes and alcohol. Take these cigarettes and alcohol back when you go back at night!".
Fang Yi nodded. What was going on in his mind? He gave away the less important things as gifts, but brought back the main and most valuable things!
"Let's go! Let's go home." Liu Hongshuo said to Li Minghua while looking at his wife holding several bags of things in her hands. He walked to the door and said to Fang Yi: "Don't forget to close the things when you leave!"
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When they arrived at the door, the teacher's wife turned to Fang Yi and said again: "Don't be too late. Even if you are late, you have to call home. I think your parents were anxious yesterday!" After saying this, she left the studio.
Fang Yi stared blankly at the closed studio door, thinking in his mind: I am really quick with my words. After chatting with others for a while, I ended up mumbling what happened yesterday! He couldn't help but complain to his mother in his heart.
I can't hold anything in my heart.
As soon as the teacher and his wife left, Fang Yi immediately began to continue his great work of copying.
As soon as he devoted himself wholeheartedly, Fang Yi forgot about time again. It wasn't until the phone rang that he woke up from the easel.
"Mom! Well! I'll go home right away. It doesn't take long to draw. Time flies so fast!" Fang Yi answered the phone and listened to his mother's words and immediately explained.
When Yu Qin heard that her son was coming back, she immediately said: "It's not easy to take a taxi now. I'll ask your dad to pick you up. You can just wait at the school gate."
Fang Yi immediately heard his mother giving tasks to his father on the phone.
After chatting for a few words, Fang Yi put down the phone, put on his coat, turned off the electric switch and walked towards the school gate.
When I arrived at the school gate and waited for a while, I saw my father's car approaching and stopped next to me.
When I got in the car, I heard my father, Fang Guohua, complaining: "Why don't you come back sooner!".
"I forget the time when I'm drawing!" Fang Yi sat on the passenger seat and said to his father again. After waiting for the car to drive for a while, he remembered that he hadn't picked up his wine and cigarettes yet: "Hey
! I was so anxious that I didn’t even bring back any wine or cigarettes! How about we turn around and wait for me to get my bag back?”
After hearing this, Fang Guohua said to his son without turning his head: "Let's get it tomorrow! It will take a long time for you to go, and I don't want to wait for you in the car in the cold weather!".
Fang Yi returned home and couldn't help but make Yu Qin complain again. After complaining, he asked his son: "Your wife sounds young, right?".
"Maybe it's because you take good care of yourself. Anyway, I think I'm fifty years old at most." Fang Yi said, "You guys chatted for a few words and then made an appointment to go play on Sunday? Mom! You are really good at talking! It's a pity not to do MLM. Talent
!".
"Go back to bed!" Yu Qin gave her son a blank look and said, "You two are allowed to have some extracurricular activities, but you are not allowed to live a happy life?".
Upon hearing this, Fang Yi shrank his head and said repeatedly: "Xu! Xu!" As he said this, he retreated to his room.