On Friday night, Xu Yuhan and Pengpeng came back from the studio. The little girl saw Zhang rewriting a long piece of paper and asked curiously.
At this time, Zhang Zhong had just finished writing the signature, and only the seal was left. He put down his pen and asked Pengpeng with a smile, "Do you recognize these words written by dad?"
Pengpeng stretched out his head to look at the edge of the table, pointed at a few characters and said, "Dad, this is the character for herringbone, and this is the cross, and there are also these three characters, I know them all."
"These words are all for you, Teacher Wu."
Zhang Chong wrote "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion", which was his favorite preface. He was going to visit Wu Ziyun's house on the weekend, so this was a gift.
"Why do you want to give him a gift?"
"Because Pengpeng you made him your teacher."
"But dad, you didn't give any gifts to my other teachers. Didn't grandma say you don't like giving gifts to teachers?"
"Pengpeng, Teacher Wu is different."
"Why is it different?"
"Sometimes, teacher is a position, sometimes, teacher is an identity, and sometimes, teacher is also a special relationship."
Zhang Zhong didn't expect Pengpeng to understand.
Pengpeng really didn't understand, but she said, "That means I want him to be my teacher. Should I give him a gift?"
Zhang Chong smiled and said, "That's okay. What gift do you want to give Teacher Wu?"
Pengpeng thought for a while, "How about I give him Lili candy? This candy is very delicious. Teacher Xu always said it is delicious."
"When giving gifts to others, you should consider what the other person likes, not what you like, because what you like may not be what Teacher Wu likes."
"Oh, but I don't know what Teacher Wu likes."
"Let's do this, you draw a picture for Teacher Wu."
"What to draw?"
"You can draw whatever you want." At this point, Zhang Zhong gave his daughter some inspiration, "Just think about what it would be like to meet Teacher Wu."
Pengpeng nodded and said, "I know, then I'll go draw it now."
"Well, go ahead."
After Pengpeng left, Zhang Zhong stamped the words he had just written, and then went back to work on the English version of "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea".
About an hour later, Pengpeng came back again, holding a painting in his hand.
Zhang Zhong sat in front of the computer and said with a smile, "Did you finish the drawing? Come and show it to dad."
Pengpeng came over with the painting, "I don't know if Teacher Wu likes it."
"Let me take a look first."
Zhang Zhong reached for the painting and took a look at it. Several black lines appeared on his forehead.
He wondered if Pengpeng was born as a Fauvist painter. This painting... was a bit too wild.
Although the painting was very abstract, Zhang Zhong still recognized that it was Wu Ziyun because Pengpeng highlighted Wu Ziyun's messy hair.
Her hair was messed up into a lion.
He is also a lion with an uneven mane.
"This is Teacher Wu?" Zhang Zhong asked without giving up. What if he saw it wrong?
Pengpeng's answer directly made him give up, "Hehe, my drawing looks very similar, dad, you can recognize it at a glance."
Zhang Chongxin said that the reason why he could recognize it was not because of how similar the painting was, but because he was very accustomed to Peng Peng's painting style.
Now Zhang Zhong has a headache. Should I give this painting away or not?
He didn't think Wu Ziyun would be surprised, but it felt a bit strange to send such a painting to him.
However, looking at Peng Peng's expectant eyes, Zhang Zhong decided to give this painting to Wu Ziyun, perhaps so that he could understand Peng Peng's style in advance.
…
This time we went to Yanjing, but the old couple didn't go with them. Zhang Zhong and Xu Yuhan took Pengpeng there.
"Come on, come on, bring so many things, I can't finish all these fruits by myself."
Zhang Zhong and Xu Yuhan put down the fruit and handed a painting bucket to Wu Ziyun, "This is a painting I made as a novice in my spare time. Brother Wu, please don't laugh."
"There's no reason why I shouldn't accept such a heavy gift, so I'd be ashamed to accept it." Wu Ziyun smiled and took the painting bucket.
Pengpeng also sent a painting, "Teacher Wu, this is my gift to you."
Wu Ziyun smiled even louder, "Pengpeng also prepared a gift for me. Is this a painting?"
"Yes, I drew it specially for you."
"Then I have to take a look." As he said that, Wu Ziyun began to open the paper package outside.
Zhang Zhong and Xu Yuhan looked at each other with strange expressions.
Wu Ziyun didn't notice the expressions of Zhang Zhong and the others. While unpacking, he invited people inside, "You guys come in and sit down. I'm at home alone. Please feel free to do it."
After entering the door, Zhang Zhong looked around. There was nothing special about Wu Ziyun's residence, at least the living room looked like this. It was no different from ordinary people's homes. There was no trace of the artist's atmosphere at all.
However, for a single man, this home is extremely clean and tidy. This is by no means the effect of temporary cleaning, because every detail is revealed. It can be seen that Wu Ziyun is a very organized and well-organized man.
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This is somewhat different from what Zhang Zhong imagined.
When Zhang Zhong and others sat down, Wu Ziyun had completely opened the package and saw the painting inside.
He was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "It seems that Pengpeng is quite able to capture the characteristics of the characters."
"Pengpeng's techniques are still a bit unfamiliar," Zhang Zhong said.
Wu Ziyun waved his hand, "Her basic skills are already very good. It can be seen that Miss Xu's previous teachings were very careful. Pengpeng can draw her hair like this instead of making her ears or eyes more prominent. This proves that she
I can already take initial control of my own works.”
Pengpeng kept smiling when he heard that he was praised. It seemed that Teacher Wu was very satisfied with his gift.
"Okay, the teacher is very satisfied with Pengpeng's gift. Then the teacher will give you a gift later."
"Is it Lili Candy?" Pengpeng asked.
"Strong candy? Haha, the teacher doesn't have any candy here, but the gift the teacher gave you will definitely not disappoint you."
But I just want Lili Candy.
…
At noon, Wu Ziyun cooked in person. He was good at cooking and the dishes were sumptuous, but this time they did not drink.
After eating, Wu Ziyun took them to his studio.
Wu Ziyun's studio looks like two different worlds from the living room outside. Unlike the living room, it seems a bit messy, with traces of painting everywhere.
Apart from these traces, there are no paintings that have been painted in his studio.
Wu Ziyun is famous for his low output. He only produces one painting a year. As for how many paintings he paints a year, no one knows, but looking at the situation, it is very likely that he only paints a year.