Towards the end of the year, there are more and more large-scale award ceremonies, on the contrary, the usual itinerary is becoming less and less, except for some important trips, the rest of the time is spent in the practice room, preparing for the year-end award ceremony. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was rare to rest for most of the day, Wei Bochen felt the need to relax, and the rest of the cubs who were close to home also went home, and those who didn't go home went out to play or stayed in the dormitory.

As for Wei Bochen, when he returned to the dormitory at noon, he called Fang Chengkai and said that he would buy vegetables tonight and go over to eat with him. In the afternoon, Wei Bochen chose to go to Sinshadong Boulevard to take a stroll, and heard that the scenery there is very good.

Rows of trees are planted on the roadside of more than 700 meters, which is the most famous "boulevard" of Sinsa-dong. In summer, the lush foliage provides a cool shade for the streets, and in autumn, the leaves all over the ground add to the scenery.

Compared with other vibrant, fashionable shopping malls and shopping festivals in Gangnam District, there are exquisite and elegant small shops and cozy cafes here, with unique personalities and comfortable leisure.

During the day, you can walk along the roadside and shop, and when you are tired, you can take a break at one of the European-style open-air coffee shops and enjoy a cup of coffee and dessert.

It is a small gallery where pedestrians stop and take a break, and where amateur artists exhibit their works. In some coffee shops, the walls are pure white so that any painter's work can be hung, and although it is small, it is quiet and elegant.

Now whenever he has time, Wei Bochen likes to go to the coffee shop or restaurant on the side of the street to sit down and drink a cup of mocha leisurely.

It's still very early before dinner, and it's too exaggerated to go to the supermarket to buy groceries so quickly, so Wei Bochen went back to the villa and took out the painting tools his mother gave him.

Life is sometimes like a glass of water, and the magnificence of the cup shows a person's poverty and wealth. But the water in the cup is crystal clear, colorless and tasteless, and it is the same for anyone.

The only biggest difference is that you have the right to add salt or sugar whenever you like.

Wei Bochen likes to paint, whether he wants to admit it or not, but painting has left his life with the departure of his mother.

I found a quiet and elegant coffee shop, sat at the small table outside, ordered a cup of coffee, and leisurely took a pencil to draw happily on the white paper of the drawing board.

Sometimes he paints just a leaf, sometimes he sketches a pedestrian, and sometimes he paints a street shop with a lot of content. But no matter what he painted, he was very focused, very careful, and very serious.

Usually when he paints attentively, carefully, and seriously, he paints very well and beautifully.

Sinsa-dong is not a shopping paradise in Gangnam-gu, but it is still a part of Gangnam-gu, which is "fashionable" and "affluent" in Seoul, and there are always many pedestrians and tourists here.

In such a leisurely and elegant place, there is such a person sitting, holding a pencil, drawing on the drawing board seriously, and the cold wind blowing on his face adds to the atmosphere.

Every pedestrian and tourist who sees it can't help but sneak over and have a look.

Maybe it's because the young man is dressed strangely, or maybe it's because he is wondering what he is drawing?

Of course, if you don't paint well, it will destroy this subtle feeling, and if you paint well, you will be like Wei Bochen now, and there are always some pedestrians standing behind him from time to time.

At first, he was a little disturbed, but when he thought about it, it was inevitable, and he liked it. Everyone is very happy to be the center of everyone's attention, and he is no exception, otherwise he would not choose to be a star.

Slowly, he also got used to the situation of someone standing behind him, and returned to his painting intently.

This time he painted a long green street, very clear, from far to near, with a faint pencil print with a kind of hazy beauty. Because winter is approaching, the leaves are yellow, and the fall is almost the same, so the hazy feeling can better reflect the beauty of winter.

Smiling slightly, he was very satisfied with the painting.

After all, I had been sitting for too long, and my hands had been focused on the drawing paper, and when I was completely relieved when I was done, I found that my whole body was tired and sore. Twisting his neck and moving his shins, he picked up the coffee on the side and took a bitter sip.

"Ahem!" At this moment, a dull throat sound suddenly came from beside him.

When I looked back, it was an elderly man with glasses. With a thin face, gray hair, he should be not young, he wears a pair of glasses, giving people a capable appearance, and more importantly, he exudes a literati elegance, which Wei Bochen admires. He must have been a knowledgeable elder.

Wei Bochen hurriedly stood up and bowed sincerely and greeted him wholeheartedly.

"Young man, is it good to draw?" The old man laughed.

Wei Bochen hurriedly bent down, nodded and said, "Where, that is, I usually have time to paint, and I can't go to the hall." ”

"Oh? Can't go to the hall! This sentence is very interesting, have you also studied Chinese? The old man looked at Wei Bochen with some surprise, and after a closer look, this young man was only twenty-three or four years old! There are actually some expressions with Chinese literary charm?

In his mind, many young people in South Korea today are too obsessed with the pursuit of material and cultural consumption, and ignore the importance of literary knowledge, and there are fewer and fewer young people who are truly talented and learned.

His home is near here, and it is rare to have time today, and he also goes to this rare "boulevard" in Jiangnan District to enjoy the feeling of "green shade" in winter. Seeing that many pedestrians and tourists were cheering for Wei Bochen, he couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, and came to stand behind Wei Bochen to take a look.

After a closer look, he found that this young man's painting was really good, more beautiful and meaningful than many of the students he had seen. Because of his professional habits and love for talented young people, he took the initiative to greet Wei Bochen.

Wei Bochen politely immediately pulled out a chair next to him and let the old man sit down.

"I've learned a little bit."

The old man looked at the modest Wei Bochen and patted him happily on the shoulder, "Come, you sit down too." ”

"What school did you study in? It seems that your knowledge of Chinese should be very good. ”

Wei Bochen waited for the old man to sit down, and then he sat down slowly, he felt quite good about the old man, but it was a fateful acquaintance, and it was not a big deal, he said it without concealment.

"No, I'm not reading anymore, and I only know a little about Chinese."

The old man nodded approvingly, "Understand?" Not necessarily! ”

Wei Bochen smiled modestly, "I like China very much, so I know a little more." ”

"Then you have knowledge of Chinese. How did you learn how to draw? The old man was interested in Wei Bochen.

"I learned it from my mother, who is Chinese, so I will learn a little bit from childhood to adulthood." He also learned so much from his mother before he learned about China.

The old man nodded, looking at him meaningfully and very satisfied, "So that's it, looking at your Chinese level is not learned in a day or two, it seems that you have spent a lot of effort!" ”

"What kind of school did you graduate from?" The old man suddenly came out with a sentence in Chinese.

Wei Bochen was stunned, and unconsciously blurted out in Chinese: "I graduated from Harvard University." "Even if he hasn't spoken much Chinese until now, after all, he has been in elementary school, and he is naturally fluent in Mandarin.

The old man was really surprised this time, and he couldn't close his mouth, "You can even speak Mandarin in China?" ”

The one who should come will always come, Wei Bochen knows a lot of Chinese after all, if there is no way, now only self-taught.

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