Jinhe Village is not a few steps away from Chongjiang City, and the villagers in it sell small toys and wood products in the scenic area of Suocheng during the day, and return to the village to rest and live at night.

To some extent, the situation in this remote scenic area is also a reference to the chronic urban planning problems of many modern metropolises in China.

During the day, people frantically pour into the central business district to work in high-end office buildings, and at night, the bustling CBD becomes an empty city, and people pour back to the suburbs or even neighboring cities to sleep and rest, and the places of production and life are often separated.

However, perhaps it is the benefits that the city scenic spot brings to the local residents, and the self-built buildings of the residents in Jinhe Village look good, although in the eyes of the architects, all of them are the level of peasant houses, and there is not much design, but in the eyes of the public, it can already boast of a grand sentence.

Guan Lang didn't come here to see the houses, he heard that there is a white jade pond behind the village with excellent scenery, and the reason why it is called white jade pond is because there are many small white smooth stones scattered along the perimeter of the deep pool, which look like white jade like fat.

"Hello, can you tell my brother where there is a pool around here?"

Guan Lang asked the children in the village for directions, and a few dirty children babbled and showed him the way.

A bold seven or eight-year-old boy even volunteered to lead Guan Lang there.

Children are like this, and they especially like the feeling of being asked by others, as if they are already mature and stable little adults.

Guan Lang didn't let them bring it.

As a result, a large group of children walked around him like stars and moons, and he mingled among the children like a child king who had not grown up.

After walking around the village for a while, Guan Lang also found the location of Bai Yutan.

But apparently he didn't just hear that it was a good place to view the scenery, and there were quite a few people sitting on the weedy by the pool.

A few anglers with fishing rods, more often a group of young people, sat on small portable folding cloth chairs, with easels and drawing boards placed in front of them, sketching in front of the scenery not far away.

The two groups of people are far apart, but they don't interfere with each other.

However, Guan Lang's original idea of enjoying the beautiful scenery alone could only end without a problem.

Guan Lang walked over, and suddenly he spotted a familiar figure in the crowd of sketches.

It's Tang Tang's younger sister who hasn't been seen for a long time.

Guan Lang didn't say anything, and quietly moved behind her alone, wanting to see how she was drawing?

However, when Guan Lang stood behind her, it was obvious that her hand holding the brush trembled suddenly, and then her movements began to stiffen, and then she slowly lowered her arm, and suddenly stopped painting, her eyes stared at Bai Yutan in front of her, as if she could stare it out of a flower.

Guan Lang thought about it for a while, and also understood the reason, he stood behind him to block the sun, and was naturally discovered by Tang Tang, plus most of the people who have sketched have this sixth sense that others stand behind them like a man's back, many strangers like to stop and watch when they see others sketching, and some people will even point fingers and judge your paintings with others in front of you.

Guan Lang patted her on the shoulder.

made her stand up in fright, and her backhand was about to hit Guan Lang.

But when she saw that it was Guan Lang, her cheeks suddenly fluttered red, and her hand was quickly retracted.

"It turned out to be you, senior, I thought someone was playing hooligan. Tang Tang patted his chest casually.

Guan Lang smiled and looked at her painting.

Finding that Guan Lang's gaze was on his sketch, the flush on Tang Tang's cheeks slowly crept down his neck.

"Senior, I didn't draw well, it made you laugh. Tang Tang smiled shyly, and there was a feeling of being stared at and looking at the painting.

"Where, it's already very well drawn. Guan Lang nodded, his face was sincere, he was indeed not comforting her.

This painting has a unique feminine delicacy and a special texture, and it is a work with a strong personal style.

Compared with the students sitting near her, the level of work is obviously much higher.

"Senior, I just met you, why don't you give me guidance?" Tang Tang overcame his shame and whispered.

"If you don't dare to be a guide, I'll give some advice. ”

Now that Tang Tang has brought it up, Guan Lang is no longer polite, for a painting learner, compared to the praise that everyone is willing to hear, pointing out the problem to the point can make her really progress.

"The overall feeling of the picture is okay, but the relationship between the virtual and the real is weaker, you see here, the contrast here is relatively strong in the picture, your brushstrokes should be more detailed, as for the trees in the distance here, because it is a long view, the brushstrokes are weaker than the close scene. Guan Lang's hand pointed at the picture, pointing out a few problems in the picture. "By the way, did you bring a pen with you? I'll take care of it for you. ”

"I brought it, it seemed to be in a pencil case, I looked for it. Tang Tang nodded like a small animal.

Guan Lang felt like her own art teacher.

"Senior, give. ”

Tang Tang found a paper to erase the pen and handed it to Guan Lang.

"It's not a big problem, I'll wipe it for you. Guan Lang took the pen and wiped her a few times in the vista.

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Guan Lang didn't change it much, mainly to mention the points, and let Tang Tang revise it himself.

Tang Tang changed it according to the advice given by Guan Lang, and found that although he didn't write much, the impression of the picture was completely different.

Originally, although her picture looked complicated, it was a bit dull, but after adjusting the relationship between virtual and real, the central subject of the picture was revealed, which was more eye-catching.

"Thank you, senior. Tang Tang stared at the drawing paper with an excited expression, she didn't expect such a work to be painted by herself.

"It's okay, I'll just order a few words, the main thing is that you are smart and spiritual. "The painting has been changed, Guan Lang will not hesitate to praise it, and Tang Tang really listened to his instructions in his head and put it into writing.

Guan Lang walked to the opposite side of Baiyutan, where a group of uncles were fishing.

He had never fished, but when he was a child, he followed Guan Dad and several uncles to catch loaches in ponds and paddy fields in the countryside.

When he was a child, most of the time he returned to the countryside was during the Qingming holiday, when the rice fields on the outskirts of Jiangcheng were filled with clear spring water, and loaches loved to haunt them.

Guan Lang doesn't remember much about what happened when he was a child, but he can still remember the wild fun of touching loaches in the warm field ditch in the mist at that time, although when he returned home, he couldn't help but be nagged by Guan's mother when he returned home, but touching the loach was really interesting.

At this time, the uncles standing on the edge of the pond and sitting on the big blue stone are probably not locals, but anglers from other places, they are fully armed, complete with equipment, wild fishing rods, fishing platforms, and nets.

Guan Lang walked up to them, and a dingdong sounded in his head.