Chapter 332 Versatile

…… When Wang Qiang came home from a meeting in the company, it was already half past ten in the evening, and she knew that Liu Dong would definitely not rest at this point, so after entering the door, she saw that there was no one in the living room, so she changed into slippers and walked towards Liu Dong's studio. Because if she wasn't at home, Liu Dong would often stay here instead of in bed.

For this habit of lover, Wang Qiang has long been aware of it.

"Sure enough!" After opening the door, looking at the bright lights inside, Wang Qiang said secretly in her heart. But when she saw Liu Dong's figure clearly at this moment, she was a little surprised. Before, she had never seen or heard of Liu Dong being able to draw.

Wang Qiang, who was curious, didn't make a sound, but crept behind Liu Dong, and when she saw the content of the picture clearly, her face showed a strong look of surprise.

It's not that Liu Dong's painting is bad, but the painting is too good, and the good ones are somewhat unexpected to her. In her opinion, Liu Dong's technique at the moment is a typical academic style, and he is extraordinarily solemn and elegant under his brush, with a gentle expression at the same time, but with a firm and youthful vitality in his eyes.

Wang Qiang stood quietly behind Liu Dong and didn't make a sound to disturb him, until half an hour later, when Liu Dong finished spending, and then signed his name and year, he asked with surprise: "Xiaodong, I didn't expect you to not only be able to draw, but also to draw so well?"

Hearing Wang Qiang's words, Liu Dong was not surprised, in fact, when she first entered the door. Liu Dong had already heard it. However, at that time, the 'bust of Wang Qiang' in his hand had not yet been painted. So I didn't get up to say hello.

"Is it good? It's been a long time since I've painted!" Liu Dong laughed.

"Xiaodong, how do you know how to paint, didn't you do jade carving before?" asked Wang Qiang, this is what she is most interested in.

This is not a conflict, the jade carving process is "subtraction", that is, no material can be added, which is different from sculpture, and it is also one of the difficulties of jade carving. Coupled with the preciousness of the jade carving material. If you want to get started, you have to go through a long process, and this first step is to practice painting and lay a good foundation in graphic art, which takes at least three or four years. Then it is to learn clay sculpture and cultivate the ability of three-dimensional modeling. As for the upper hand carved stone in the back, Xiuyu with large output and low value was carved first, and then jasper, white jade, and jadeite, which were carved one by one, and it was another three to five years. And it's a lifetime to keep learning more important designs!" Liu Dong himself sighed a little emotionally, if he wants to become a master-level jade carver, there are too many efforts to pay.

"So, Xiaodong, have you learned all of this?" asked Wang Qiang after slugging at his tongue.

"No, my art was given to me by my mother when I was a child, and it took me more than ten years to reach my current level from childhood to adulthood, and I am ashamed!" Of course, if it weren't for the solid foundation laid since childhood, Liu Dong's progress in jade carving and wood carving skills would not be so fast, but after his craftsmanship gradually reached the peak of the craftsman level, it slowly stopped. Of course, Liu Dong also knew that he was in a hurry, so he could only rely on himself to slowly understand.

"This was given to you by your mother?" Wang Qiang said with wide eyes and a face full of surprise. As the saying goes, what kind of teacher there is, what kind of student, Liu Dong's current sketching has reached a high level of using a brush to convey his thoughts, although the feeling is not too strong, but the signs of this master level have been slightly revealed, I believe that the breakthrough is not too far. In this comparison, I really can't imagine how high Liu Dong's mother's painting level is.

"Xiaodong, isn't your mother a teacher at a mountain village elementary school?" Wang Qiang said in surprise.

"yes, that's right!"

"Then how ......?" Although Wang Qiang didn't finish speaking, the meaning of the words was very clear. Although China has thousands of years of history, I don't know how many people have hidden dragons and crouching tigers, but Western paintings like this kind of sketch were only introduced to China in modern times, and there is no foundation in the folk.

"I don't know too much about this!" Liu Dong scratched his head, and his face showed a hint of reminiscence.

In his recollections, his father and mother did not look like people in the village, in addition to the difference in living habits, his father also wrote a good hand, and during the New Year's holidays, there was an endless stream of people in the village who came to his house to ask his father to write couplets. Moreover, my father is also well versed in the way of Danqing.

At that time, Liu Dong's level was limited and he didn't understand it too much, but judging from his current eyesight, his father's achievements in calligraphy and painting were very high. And in addition to calligraphy and painting, my father also played a good flute, and when I was a child, I snuggled up to my father with my sister, and quietly listened to my father play the cheerful song "Whip Urging Horses to Transport Grain", which almost became Liu Dong's best memory when he was a child.

Not only his father, but also his mother is also versatile, not only proficient in sketching, oil painting, but also a good piano! However, Liu Dong really has no musical cells, he has been taught by his parents for many years since he was a child, and the level of playing the flute and piano is still only general, but fortunately, he is very talented in painting and calligraphy, and he has reached the level of 'blue out of blue and better than blue' when he left home three years ago.

However, after coming to Quancheng, in order to make a living, in addition to sketching because of the design needs of jade carving and wood carving, I can also paint often, and my level has improved. Others, such as Chinese painting, oil painting and calligraphy, have not made much progress for a long time, except for the occasional time when they can review it.

Even being able to maintain the original level, Liu Dong felt lucky.

"So in addition to sketching, you also know calligraphy, Chinese painting and oil painting?" After listening to Liu Dong's explanation, Wang Qiang couldn't help but look at the pillow person in front of him in surprise, this news was really unexpected.

Originally, she thought that Liu Dong was good enough, not only opened a company with assets of more than one billion, but also proficient in jade carving and wood carving, and even the famous 'Jade King', in addition, it seems that he is also very good at collecting and appreciating antiques. Now I suddenly heard that Liu Dong can actually calligraphy, Chinese painting and oil painting, as well as sketching!

How can one learn so many things at the same time, and achieve something extraordinary in each of them! Now she feels more and more that this lover, who is a few years younger than herself, is full of mystery, and when you feel that you already know him very well, new abilities that you don't know will immediately emerge from him.

This sense of mystery seems to be forever shrouded in Liu Dong's body, firmly attracting Wang Qiang to involuntarily explore and pursue. Let her sink deeper and deeper.

"Xiaodong, what else you won't?" Wang Qiang couldn't help asking.

After listening to Wang Qiang's words, Liu Dong smiled, to be honest, Liu Dong didn't think that his achievements were great, although he did know a lot of things, and many of them were of a very high level, but what he knew was related to the word art. Whether it is jade carving, wood carving, Chinese painting, oil painting and drawing, or even calligraphy, they are all theoretically the same! In the past, many masters were also proficient in many things, and their achievements have reached the pinnacle.

For example, Mr. Xu Beihong, his oil painting, Chinese painting, drawing, calligraphy and calligraphy and painting appraisal level are very high, which is praiseworthy. Mr. Zhang Daqian's Chinese painting, calligraphy and the study of gold and stone are also extraordinary. Among many foreign masters, Michelangelo was a painter, sculptor, architect and poet.

Leonardo da Vinci was even more exaggerated, a painter, astronomer, inventor, architectural engineer and military engineer. He is also good at sculpture, music, invention, architecture, and is proficient in mathematics, physiology, physics, astronomy, geology and other disciplines.

Compared with these masters, the current Liu Dong is still too far behind. But now, in the jade carvings, wood carvings and sketches, Liu Dong has stood on the master's door.

"Now I don't have to worry about my livelihood, and I have more time to pursue artistic achievements in the future, and I still have the cheat of Relic Yuanguang. Maybe in the future, I can really become a world-renowned painter as my parents expected!" Liu Dong said secretly in his heart.

But this is all for later, and now he cherishes the beauty in front of him.

Looking at Wang Qiang, who was a little stunned in front of him, Liu Dong hurriedly opened his arms and hugged her into his arms, and said with a smile: "Hehe, I won't be too much, just like giving birth to a child, I will never learn!"

"It's nonsense!" In the face of Liu Dong's love, Wang Qiang, who was buried in his broad arms, was full of happiness.

"I'm not talking nonsense, our son will have to rely on you to give birth in the future!" Smelling the fragrance in Wang Qiang's hair, Liu Dong said with a slight intoxication in his expression.

"I haven't decided to marry you yet, who will give you a son? What if it's a daughter?"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you're male or female, it's a big deal that we have a few more!" As he spoke, Liu Dong picked up Wang Qiang's soft body and strode towards the bedroom.

"My wife's Spring Festival is worth a thousand dollars, we can't waste it!"

"Oh, you let me down, you finished painting, your hands haven't been washed yet, and my clothes are ...... dirty!" Wang Qiang patted Liu Dong's back and said coquettishly.

"It's dirty, it's dirty, let's buy a new one!"

"I don't want you to plaster the pencil on me, you should take a shower for me!"

"Okay, listen to you, let's wash ...... together!"

"No, I haven't undressed yet...... Ah, you're so bad......" After a burst of screaming, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, the sound of men and women panting for love, and the sound of bodies colliding, came from the bathroom...... (To be continued......