She can endure it if she is told that she is not good at singing, but cannot bear it if she is told that she is not good at painting. That was the skill she once had for eating!
Can't question her professionalism!
He choked back: "Why can't my 'painting' work?"
Qi Shan would like to ask a question in return,——
Where can she draw well?
It's almost like a three-year-old child scribbling.
He said straightforwardly: "It's not good everywhere, and there's nothing good about it."
The painter who taught Shen Xiaolangjun painting skills was simply misleading.
Shen Tang slapped the painting loudly, with anger written on his face, and bluntly provocatively said: "Qi Yuanliang, you can do it!"
Seeing that Shen Tang was still stubborn, Qi Shan was also aroused to have the competitive spirit that had been suppressed for many years. When Dang Ji reached out to hold the pen, he spread out a new drawing paper with the other hand. The tip of the pen was full of ink, and he started painting without thinking: "Shen Xiaolangjun warmly invites
, goodness has no choice but to show its ugliness.”
With just a few strokes, the landscape, flowers and birds are outlined.
Although his paintings are simple, a stroke here and a stroke there give people the illusion of "I can draw it if I hold a pen", but compared with Shen Tang's little figure painting, there is really a huge difference.
.I pray that I am satisfied with the writing. Fortunately, my painting skills have not deteriorated too much.
Shen Tang snorted and challenged: "That's it?"
Qishan: "..."
With such a big gap, why are you so stubborn?
"Although I have no talent, I have been traveling around all these years, and my painting skills have been ruined a lot, but compared to you, Shen Xiaolangjun..." Qi Shan hesitated, leaving the unfinished meaning to the listener to figure out for himself, as long as he is not blind.
Everyone can tell which painting is better.
Few people know that he was better at painting when he was a teenager.
Some calligraphers and painters once said that his paintings have the essence of the words of the layman Mojie - the mountains are colorful from a distance, the water is silent up close, the flowers are still there after spring, and the birds are not surprised when people come. It is a pity that there is no such thing as ""
If you have "painting spirit" and "painting heart", your grade will be excellent.
Who knew that Shen Tang was still stubborn and refused to admit it, and he still said: "Huh, it's time to show you my real painting skills."
Qishan became interested: "We'll see."
Shen Tang picked up the little man picture again and painted on the basis of the draft, with a confident attitude that would impress Qi Shan. Qi Shan moved away, leaving Shen Tang room to play. He sat on one side
He looked and looked, his expression getting weirder and weirder.
He also thought that Shen Xiaolangjun was preparing to show off his painting skills by using the gap between front and back to turn decay into magic.
result--
It’s still the same little person picture, but the little person on the little person picture has a lot more details, but the character still has the big black round head, and the body and limbs are still simple. If there is any difference, it is probably because of the impact.
The "anxious" atmosphere is getting more intense.
Still very naughty.
Qi Shan spent half a quarter of an hour watching Shen Tang finish drawing a series of movements of the little figure - entering the door, taking off his clothes and clothes, and climbing on the bed to make a concave shape. Then a second little figure came into the room. He also took off his clothes and clothes, and climbed onto the bed to make a concave shape.
,Same……
Qishan suddenly grabbed Shen Tang's wrist and stopped her from continuing to draw.
Jumu asked: "What are you drawing?"
Shen Tang said matter-of-factly: "It's a secret picture."
Qishan was almost speechless: "..."
He widened his eyes in disbelief, looked at Shen Tang's face, and then looked at the little man on the picture who was connected in series and seemed to be able to move. He couldn't hold back a word in his throat for a long time. Qishan never imagined that Shen Xiaolangjun's drawing It's actually a secret play picture with action.
(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
Qi Shan endured the urge to have veins twitching in his forehead.
For a moment, I didn’t know whether to say that Mr. Shen Xiaolang didn’t want to make progress in painting the secret drama, or that his painting skills were poor and he had the courage to show it off.
He took a deep breath and said with a smile on his face: "If the secret drama pictures are all good, men and women in this world will not care about it."
It should be artistic conception but not artistic conception, it should be hazy but not hazy.
If the newlyweds were enlightened by this secret play, they would probably not even know what the harmony of yin and yang is.
Shen Tang: "..."
This guy was so mean and didn't get beaten to death!
She said seriously: "Yuanliang, you can't appreciate it."
Watch her swipe her brush and ink and move her pen smoothly.
Look at these lines, this layout, this artistic conception!
How can you make a living by painting if you are not good at painting?
Now it was my turn to pray for kindness and I was speechless.
He suddenly realized that Mr. Shen Xiaolang didn't look like a tough-talking duck. He looked magnanimous and confident, and looked at him with a bit of "your aesthetic deformity" in his eyes. He didn't seem to be willing to admit defeat even though he knew the gap. On the contrary, Like——
An absurd guess came to Qi Shan's mind - Is Shen Xiaolangjun a bad artist without knowing it, but he really thinks he is good at painting?
He was making innuendoes, and sure enough that was the case.
I was speechless again for a long time and I didn’t know where to start.
He looked at Shen Xiaolangjun's head with sympathy on his face, and promised her: "When I have more money in the future, I will find a good doctor to see you more. Treat it early and it will be cured early. If you delay it for a long time, your condition will be delayed!"
Shen Tang: "..."
Her intuition told her that Qishan's words were not human words.
Cursely accuse her of being mentally ill?
Qishan also sensed the interest and changed the subject before Shen Tang exploded: "Why is Mr. Shen Xiaolang suddenly interested in secret drama pictures?"
Let’s just say Mr. Shen Xiaolang is lustful. People still think such paintings look good. Which dandy can have such an aesthetic?
But let’s be serious…which serious gentleman would remain calm and unashamed when surrounded by people painting secret scenes?
Shen Tang replied: "The job I took from the bookshop was to paint a portrait of a shopkeeper in Yuehua Building. The reward was quite high."
Life is not easy, Tangtang sighed.
Qishan's expression became more and more strange, and he asked a very important question: "The shopkeeper of the bookstore, did he not test your painting skills?"
When did those shopkeepers become so easy to talk to?
When he was living in poverty, he would go to the bookstore to take orders, usually for small jobs such as copying spiritual books and writing family letters for others. The reward for portraits would be more generous. Among them, Goulan Washe was the most generous, and he was also known as Competition for work.
But the money is not easy to earn either.
People pay a lot of money, and the requests are naturally overwhelming. How did Shen Xiaolangjun get a job with his poor painting skills?
Shen Tang replied: "No."
Qi Shan was surprised. He was worried that Shen Tang might have met a liar, so he said: "... please restore the scene at that time."
Shen Tang did as he was told.
After hearing this, he understood what was going on.
It all depends on luck and the blindness of the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper is lucky enough to pass this test, but the waiter will never do it. You must know that this kind of painting is related to their future business, reputation, and face. Naturally, they strive for excellence and have very strict requirements on the painter's painting skills. Shen Xiao
The man is so poor that his money bag jingles. Where did the paper, pen and ink on the table come from?
Shen Tang was dissatisfied: "This is obviously a job I won based on my ability. It would be unjust for Yuan Liang to hit people like this..."
"I'm also thinking about Mr. Shen's life. If you really use these pictures of yours to hand over, believe it or not, the waiter will get so angry that he invites goons from Yuehua Tower to kill you?"