CHAPTER XXXI

Liu Qingge suddenly fell madly in love with painting, downloaded the painting, and looked at the work at eight times the speed, which was more magical than magic.

Open station B, search for the painting process, watch the videos slowly, she doesn't plan to learn, she wants to see these paintings now, see how the painter starts from scratch, from a blank piece of paper to draw something in the imagination.

It's the same as writing, and the creation of zào itself is incredible. Someone once said that authors are great, and originality is greatness. However, painting seems to be more intuitive and impactful.

Liu Qingge watched the video inside and out, she made a decision, she wanted to learn to paint, and the impulse that came out of nowhere told her that she had to do it, otherwise it would be a lifelong regret.

How so? She didn't like to draw at all before, and it was her most painstaking subject besides sports.

Is it too late to start learning? And art requires talent, but she may have some introductory talent in writing, after all, she can write a complete story, but she not only has no talent in painting, but also knows nothing.

Liu Qingge intellectually felt that he would be busy in vain, and did he really want to try something that he knew would fail?

But sometimes it's better to let sensibility trump reason.

It's so miserable now, let's find something to do.

Naturally, you have to learn sketching first, but Liu Qingge feels that she is an impetuous person, so she starts with sketching, and keeps painting still lifes and plaster statues, thinking that she will definitely give up painting again. Watercolor words are too troublesome, dirty, if it's at home, it's fine, but in school, it's very inconvenient, and finally Liu Qingge decided to start with color pencil first.

I endured the pain and bought a bunch of colored pencil books on the Internet, and Faber-Carat oily colored pencils that can be used at any stage, as well as colored pencil paper, sketchbooks, a whole set of pencils, erasers and plastic erasers and other things, so it cost Liu Qingge a month's food expenses, and Liu Qingge found that his heart was quite calm after he bought it.

Leo loves money, will make money, has money, spends money like running water, Liu Qingge thinks that she only occupies one head and one tail, and the middle two are currently without any signs.

Liu Qingge not only bought these things, but she also bought a bunch of teaching videos on the Internet and used the line drawing materials for Lin Ji. I have to say that a certain treasure is indeed a very powerful deposit, there are only things in it that you can't think of, and there is nothing you can't buy.

She felt so excited, so she didn't want to code words, so let's watch the video and the novel for a while.

Liu Qingge, who let go of his worries, felt very relaxed, and when he arrived at the cafeteria, he was not a vegetarian with masochism, and he made three meat dishes in a row, which was not counted, and after eating, he took Zhang Jiayi to buy a barbecue.

"Aren't you going to have some? I ask you, take whatever you want. "Liu Qingge has always been very generous to his friends, and he is a little stupid when he is generous. But there is nothing bad about this, making money is to make one's life better, and spending money is not only for eating, drinking, and wearing, but also for being happy. It's good that she's happy, and she's not really stupid, some people are worth her money, and she will only slowly distance herself from those who don't.

Zhang Jiayi shook her head, and when Liu Qingge took over the packaged barbecue, she couldn't help asking, "How much did your father pay you?" Be careful that at the end of the month, I don't have money and ask me to borrow money for dinner. ”

Not to mention that Liu Qingge really has such a black history, and there are a lot of them, he eats soil at the end of the month, and he can't afford to eat in the canteen, what a miserable word.

Liu Qingge smiled optimistically and innocently, "It's still five hundred, but it doesn't seem to be a natural straight boat to the bridge this month, it's okay." ”

But in Zhang Jiayi's eyes, this smile was like a retard, "Five hundred yuan is enough for you to eat in the canteen and add a bottle of water, and the bunch of things you bought before should spend all your savings." Learn to draw, don't I know your temperament yet? Three minutes of heat, just play and spend so much money. Sometimes I really want to throw you aside and leave you alone. ”

The more Zhang Jiayi spoke, the more angry he became, and he walked forward without looking back.

Liu Qingge trotted up and followed, "Xiao Yi, don't be angry, I said that there will be no problem, and I like painting very much, it won't be hot for three minutes!" ”

"Why haven't I heard you say you liked it before? And are you sure you have time? You're about to graduate, there's a graded exam, and there's even a novel you can't put down, are you sure you have the time to draw? ”

Liu Qingge was speechless by Zhang Jiayi's words, as if, maybe, really busy?

"I'm very busy, but as long as I like it, I'll definitely find time to paint, and as long as I like it, there's no reason to give up."

"Okay, okay, what you said is right, I won't fight with you."

Zhang Jiayi's legs walked faster than Liu Qingge's, and Liu Qingge flattened his mouth and stopped chasing the person in front of him.

Leo's pride makes her dislike chasing.

She didn't wait for me, so I had to walk back calmly and slowly! Liu Qingge hummed softly in her heart. ╭(╯^╰)╮

Liu Qingge drew some simple words with great interest, she found that she was not very accurate because she had not studied it systematically, and she didn't know anything about the changes in light and dark, but she could draw a scoop with a gourd, and she felt very happy and encouraged after drawing a few pictures.

And in the process, she found that she was very sensitive to color, and she was especially interested in color.

Fifteen days have passed since the break, and the more Liu Qingge plays, the happier he becomes, and the happier he is, the more he doesn't want to pay attention to the things that make him unhappy.

But Liu Qingge had fun and left everything behind, but when an editor came back from a busy circle and had time and energy to watch the Snow City Ballad of Spring Breeze Ten Miles, he found that Spring Breeze Ten Miles had been broken for ten days!

The front foot also promised that she promised to be good, and even guaranteed a million, but now it's good, if she didn't find out, did she plan to just go straight to the pit?

Hibiscus was a little angry, and she didn't like the industrious baby. ()

But she sent the buckle messages one by one, wait, wait, wait, and after waiting for a while, she found that Liu Qingge had been broken for fifteen days, and she didn't reply to any of her messages.

What's wrong with her?

Are you sick again?

Hibiki became a little worried after he was angry.

Eventually, Hibiki finally remembered that she had a number for Liu Qingge.

When she pressed the dial button, Jin Mu thought that if Liu Qingge didn't answer the phone again and blocked her, she would pick a weekend to find Liu Qingge again!

Liu Qingge has been in the waves for more than ten days, and when Jin Mu's phone call came, she had a feeling of being in a different world.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Qingge still connected the phone, "Hey? ”

"I'm Hibiscus."

Jin Muquan's clear voice as clear as a stone seemed to travel through space and time to wander in his ears, Liu Qingge felt that his hands were a little weak, and couldn't help but use more force to hold the phone.

"Editor-sama"

In fact, Jin Mu was also a little stunned when she heard Liu Qingge's voice, her soft and glutinous voice contained grievances, wrapped in her mouth like a child, which made people feel funny and couldn't help but soften her heart, she couldn't help but soften her voice, "Are you sick?" ”

"Nope." Liu Qingge felt that she had been broken for so long, and it might be better to spread a sick panic in front of the editor, but listening to Jin Mu's words with a worried tone, she had no way to tell a lie, and the words slipped around her mouth and still told the truth.

"Then what's the change?"

"I don't want to write, I'm not happy." Liu Qingge is always a little at a loss when she looks at the microphone, she can only type out those gushing words on the keyboard, but when she opens her mouth, she feels that she is short of words, and she can't even defend herself.

"Why aren't you happy?" Jin Mu rubbed his temples and tried to calm his voice.

She has been an editor for a few years, and the author's reasons for breaking the change are all kinds of strange, cursing that she has cancer, her finger was cut off by a knife, she was hit by a car and lost her memory, and there are fifteen-year-old junior high school students who pretend to take the college entrance examination, there are countless of them, but it is the first time she has seen such a blatant, willful, and straightforward reason that makes people speechless.

"Editor, I'm actually pretty bad at writing, aren't I? My writing is very poor, and the stories I write are very unnutritious and not engaging at all. Liu Qingge grabbed her phone tightly, moved to the window and said in a low voice, "The number of this article is really bad, not only do I not want to write a million, but I don't want to write a word." Editor, I'm frustrated. ”

"Nope. The quality of the writing depends on the individual, the good writing that can tell a story is a good writing, although your story can not make people feel deeply, moved to tears, and regarded as a classic, but your writing must make many people as a bedtime story, you can fall asleep sweetly after reading, and don't do any nightmares. The pen Jin Mu was holding in his hand moved lightly on the paper, "Your number jù difference doesn't mean that you can't write well, I think it's very good." Frustrate what, the spring breeze is great. ”

The spring breeze is great, isn't it?

The spring breeze is great!

The spring breeze is great

The spring breeze is great.

The spring breeze is great, qwq

Ahh Good Sue, good warm oil, so happy, happy, happy!

What should I do if I feel healed inexplicably? QWQ

A happy willow Qingge impulsively shook the beans and told Jin Mu his most depressing thing.

"Mr. Editor, I have a readership, I thought it was all the little angels who loved me, I always thought so, they were lively and cute, arrogant and smart, and the most important thing was that they liked me very much, it was good to me, and there were a few little angels who sent me private bags when I first joined the group! But when I was very frustrated and began to doubt myself, I was ready to go to the readership to find some comfort, but I found that I was not only frustrated, but I was simply depressed to death! ”

"What's wrong," Jin Mu's soft voice made people feel defenseless.

"They're actually talking about another author.,Praise her for being so cute and cute.,How good-looking the writing is.,Meng is bleeding.,Ahhhh Hehe, great. I really want to flip the table. I really fell out of favor, everyone doesn't love me anymore, I'm already a waste of spring breeze, ahhh ”

The spring breeze roared so excitedly that one accidentally hung up the call.

After listening to Liu Qingge's heart-rending roar like being robbed of eggs, Jin Mu, who was hung up again: