Xicheng is mainly a square around the lake, and one side of the lake can make people walk slowly for half a day, so there is a small pavilion every ten steps along the shore of the lake. The architectural layout of the west city spreads out to the surroundings with the lake as the center, and there are four main streets five steps away from the lake shore, and there are various shops on the outside of the street, the shops in the west city are not as dense as the east city, they are scattered, and the street shops are surrounded by those small doors. Sporadic, not like the East City presents a folded chessboard.

As far as the eye can see, the shore of the lake is densely packed with painters supporting easels, and there are very few female painters, and most of them are men. I also walked for a while, I wanted to find a pavilion to rest for a while, I don't want every pavilion to be full of people, today's sun is a little too warm, and you may have to sweat after bathing for a while, fortunately, Wu Daolin is green on both sides, so we will not be exhausted at this moment.

Walking past the shore of Hejian Lake, each pavilion was full of black and white heads, and faces of some strange shapes were gathered, and the old and young were so discordant together.

"Why are all street painters men?" I whispered about the weekend.

"How can ordinary women from good families show their heads out more? Anyway, the rules are like this, female painters with similar painting skills are still easier to enter the orange painting garden than male painters under the same conditions, and the position of painter is also specialized in women, and male painters are much less than female painters. ”

"Why haven't I seen a male artist in the Orange Garden?"

"You've only been here for a short time, and you've only met a few painters? There are all kinds of male painters in the garden, but there are generally not as many female painters, and there are not many top-notch male painters in this generation, and there are not many outstanding ones, otherwise why are they still thinking about Xiaobai! Everything is rare and expensive, but if there is such a male painter worth mentioning, it will definitely be able to steal your current limelight. ”

"Why can't a woman show her face?"

"It can't be said that you can't show your face outside, let's put it this way, the people of Yudu are also because of the painting, basically they are biased towards more respect for women, if there is a woman with a clean net worth to the point of selling paintings on the street, there must be someone who wants to ask for concern, and even more will condemn her family, anyway, this thing of standing by the lake blowing the wind and basking in the sun should not be done by a delicate woman, in the eyes of Yudu people."

"So?!"

"Aru, these street painters, don't think too highly of them, there are two types of people in general, one is that the painting skills are really poor to a level, and they can only fool some foreign tourists who don't know how to paint here, and the other is that they have a lot of dissatisfaction with the orange painting garden, and disdain the rules and regulations of the orange painting garden and the slight discrimination against male painters."

"Little girl, do you want to paint?" The people in the pavilion stopped their eyes on us as soon as they saw us coming, and now there were no pedestrians on the road, and I must have become the prey of their customers.

"Don't mention the Orange Garden!" The weekend said softly, saying goodbye, as if he was afraid of being recognized by someone.

I took a few steps towards them and nodded.

"Painting?"

"What's the picture?"

"The current painting is the on-site acceptance after the painting, and if the painting is not good, you can propose that we change it on the spot." Someone replied neatly, looking at me more often, and for a while I couldn't tell who said it.

"Okay."

"Is that a landscape or a character or a character plus a landscape?" This time, I could see clearly, it was an old man who was talking to me, blurting out sentence by sentence, as if he knew what I wanted to say next.

"Characters plus landscapes." I thought about it for a moment.

"Okay, that girl thinks of a good posture, hold it for a while, and then start writing immediately."

"Okay."

"Xiao Qi, you go." They didn't fight at the moment, and unanimously launched a white young man, who was not very old, about twelve or thirteen years old.

"Sister, you're ready, don't move yet, I may be a little slow."

I don't know how long he was going to paint, but it would be nice to find a good pose, so I just leaned on the railing of the bridge very casually. As soon as a painter starts to write, there must be several people around him who want to talk about it.

They said I said, "Can you draw anything?" ”

"The girl doesn't lie to you, there are many talented people among these people, no matter how tricky your requirements are, someone can always draw them for you."

"Really?"

The streets are lively, but whenever the guests say a few words, there is always someone who can respond to the opponent.

"If you don't draw well, you will never be charged."

"Then I want a painting like this," I said, looking around, and turning to face the Hejian Lake, where the lotus dances had passed, and when I could still see the other side, I replied, "I want a picture of people on the other side looking at my painting." ”

"This little girl is asking for fun!"

"Then you have to go to the other side to get a picture, back and forth, it's very troublesome."

"Yes, but it's not impossible, you just have to add money."

I smiled slightly: "The other side doesn't have to!" ”

"Huh? How do you draw if you don't go to the other side? ”

"You're a nerd, you're going to be wrong, the little girl is going to draw it!"

"Painting!" Someone reacted immediately.

"Oh, yes, that means we don't have to go to that end again!"

Among them, every word you say to me, there is indeed ink in the stomach, and there are indeed indiscriminate fillers.

"It's not easy to paint, girl, after Xiao Qi finishes painting for you, I'll paint another one for you." Someone said with great interest.

"Huh? Simple? What is not visible to the eye, but also simple? ”

"This girl is a person who knows how to draw at first glance, so don't get involved!"

"Hey, I'm ......"

"Just your two brushes, you will draw a rigid symmetrical drawing, and the girl is from different angles, both directions."

"You can do it!"

"I can't, but Wen Qing should be able to, he is the most researched painting in our generation, symmetry, squint, splicing, divergence, and many of the double perspectives."

"Then may I ask, who is the Wenqing painter?" I asked them tentatively.

"He's not here, on the other side, it seems that the girl still has to run by herself."

"It's okay!"

"Huh? Sister, what about your painting? ”

"I'll pick it up again tomorrow at this time." I dropped that sentence and couldn't wait to go to the other side.

Hearing someone behind him, he said vaguely: "Girl, that Wenqing painter has a strange temperament, you can be careful." ”

"Aru, where are you going?" The weekend came out of nowhere, and it trotted with me all the way.

"Huh? Isn't this the stinky boy in the orange painting garden? ”

"Huh? Does that girl know him? Isn't it a fine work sent by the Orange Painting Garden? ”

"Xiao Qi, stop drawing, go, do a business."