In the spring of 2004, a young man named Yang Donghua came to Zhuge Jingwen's studio, Yang Donghua was twenty-four or five years old.

After Wu Fengqiu moved away, Zhuge Jingwen opened a door on one wall of the courtyard near the community road, and added half of the courtyard to a sun room, and made a small water feature in the other half of the courtyard, a cement bridge only 30 cm wide, across the foyer and across the water feature to the courtyard.

There are only a dozen square meters left in the yard planted with all kinds of flowers, although there are not many varieties, but they are also competing for beauty, competing to bloom, the birds and flowers in the small yard are fragrant, the water is murmuring, the water lilies are not yet in full bloom, there are small fish swimming under the leaves, here is the favorite scenery of the students who come to learn to paint.

Two years ago, with the help of a few friends from the Painters Association, Zhuge Jingwen built this studio, which only accepted two students at the beginning, and now requires an appointment to come to study, and has become a well-known private art gallery.

Zhuge Jingwen accepts students never to go on to higher education or to ensure that they pass the professional examination, the premise of her acceptance of students must be to love painting, regardless of age, whether there is a foundation or not, no matter how often you can have time to learn, these are not limited, as long as you love painting, you can make an appointment to learn.

At this moment, Zhuge Jingwen is instructing two students to draw sketches in the courtyard, this day is a working day, there are not many people who can have time to learn to paint, two students who are sketching one is a hotel waiter, just got off the night shift, and the other is a fifty-year-old aunt who has just retired, they are under the guidance of Zhuge Jingwen, concentrating on painting the blooming moon season in the yard.

"When we sketch, especially the overall flowers, we must pay attention to the composition and shape, which is like the foundation and the skeleton, the foundation determines the superstructure, and the skeleton determines the shape of the house. ”

Zhuge Jingwen patiently guided a little bit: "In addition, don't ignore the whole because you focus on the individual, patronize the shape of the flower, but ignore the leaves and branches next to it, a good painting needs to be beautiful as a whole, and there needs to be a trade-off on the way to modeling." ”

"Also pay attention to the light and shadow part in the sun, the boundary between light and dark, projection, highlights, reflections, shadows, you can squint at a distance to see your own paintings, whether there is a sense of hierarchy, relatively speaking, whether there is a gap between the objects, don't all be gray, these need to be slowly figured out in the process of painting!"

Yang Donghua stood at the entrance of the studio and looked at them, Zhuge Jingwen stood in the courtyard facing the sun, wearing a cheongsam with a light coffee and dark checkered, her long hair was casually curled into a low bun, and a silver hairpin was inserted diagonally on the side of the bun, with an indescribable elegant charm.

Zhuge Jingwen suddenly found that someone had walked into the studio, whispered a few words to the two students, and walked towards Yang Donghua, "Hello!

"Oh...... I...... I want to learn to paint!" Yang Donghua suddenly became a little stuttering, his face turned slightly red, he couldn't wait to express himself, but he didn't know how to express himself, and he was at a loss for a while.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, did you have a foundation in painting before?" Zhuge Jingwen smiled, motioned for him to sit down and talk slowly, and poured him a glass of water with a paper cup.

"Zero-based. Yang Donghua was a little embarrassed, painting was his dream since he was a child, but his family did not support him, and there were not so many tutorial classes to attend when he was a child.

However, when Yang Donghua went to the painting tutoring class on the street to consult, he found that most of the people who learned painting were children and students, and when he heard that he, a man in his twenties, wanted to learn painting, the staff of those tutoring institutions persuaded him to give up, and there was no lack of ridicule in his words.

Yang Donghua is a little disappointed and a little lost, he has been working for more than two years, and after work, in addition to watching TV in the apartment dormitory, he goes to the small library on the street to rent it to pass the time.

Just last week's evening newspaper, Yang Donghua accidentally saw a short report interviewing Zhuge Jingwen, on which Zhuge Jingwen's words rekindled Yang Donghua's hope, "My studio is open for those who love painting, regardless of age and occupation, regardless of whether there is a foundation or not, my door to painting mania will always be open for you!"

"Teacher Zhuge ! That's why I'm here! I have very little time to rest, do you accept a student like me?"

Yang Donghua bravely said what was in his heart, and after he finished speaking, he quietly rubbed his hand on his pants, and his palms were full of sweat.

"Yes, I happen to have a student who is going to take the college entrance examination recently, and he has free time, if you have time, you can study during this time period, what kind of profession do you have? How many days off once, I will make a record. ”

"I'm a train driver, and I usually work 12 hours in a row and have a day off, I say it's a day, but I have to rest well in my apartment, and sometimes I have to make some last-minute assignments, so I have to squeeze out time to come to class, and I can't fix it. ”

Yang Donghua was a little uneasy, this kind of class time was too difficult to arrange, he was afraid that he would be disliked by Zhuge Jingwen and refuse to accept him to study.

"That's right! It's really difficult to arrange the time, so let's do it, I'll send you my spare class time every week in advance, you can choose it yourself, notify me at least one day in advance, I'll set aside the time for you, if you don't have time to go to class, I'll arrange someone else, do you think it's okay?" Zhuge Jingwen thought for a while and made a suggestion.

"Okay, great! Thank you, teacher!" Yang Donghua was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"You're welcome! Working on the railroad is very hard, and I know this very well! My brother also works on the railway, and we rarely see each other because he is so busy! I can't even take care of my own little family!"

Zhuge Jingwen smiled, she remembered that her second sister-in-law He Rulan once complained that it was more difficult to see Zhuge Huaizhi than to wait to be received by the leader, the most exaggerated time, for half a month, Zhuge Huaizhi just had breakfast at home, and spent the rest of the time in the unit.

While talking, Zhuge Xianmi came back from school, it turned out that it was noon, Xiao Xianmi was already a third-grade student, the school was next to the community, and you could return home without crossing the street, so from this year onwards, Xianmi went to school by herself, and she didn't need to be picked up after school.

"Teacher, you, you have a child, what a big child!" Yang Donghua was a little surprised.

"Hello uncle!" Xianmi greeted politely, "I'll be ten years old in the summer!"

Zhuge Jingwen smiled, "This kid is self-cooked!Xianmi, mom doesn't have time to cook today, you go to the aunt's house next door to buy two pancakes and fruits, let's drink some orange juice to deal with it!"

Xianmi took the money and ran out, Yang Donghua hurriedly said goodbye, saying that he would come to the first class in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, Zhuge Jingwen made a list, which was a list of all kinds of sketching tools needed to learn painting.

Full of love

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Chapter 92: The Studio