Hearing that Qingdai was willing to teach her to paint, Zhuang Shuyan couldn't care about who created this technique.

He only confirmed vigorously: "Really? Can you really teach me? ”

Not to mention that Zhuang Shuyan was shocked, even Mr. Zhuang and Shi Zikang on the side looked at her with the expression of a monster.

"Qing Dai is really, she is really willing to teach the little girl painting techniques......"

"Naturally, I am willing." Qing Dai is a little confused, can't you teach others skills privately in this era?

"But this is your exclusive technique after all......"

"Sir, I also learned this technique through the books left by my predecessors, Sister Shuyan likes to draw, and she also has some foundation, so it is not difficult for me to teach her."

"Good, good! Good! Mr. Zhuang said a few good words, and his face flushed with excitement.

"Qingdai can have such a mind at such an age, the old man really admires.

"Zikang can have a woman like this, it is the luck of you and Yun Niang......"

"Mr. is overrated......" Shi Zikang said humblely, but his eyes were full of pride when he looked at Qing Dai.

In the next praise and discussion of several people, Qingdai finally understood why several people were so excited.

To put it simply, in this era, painting skills are equivalent to a meal for painters.

This is also why, even if Zhuang Shuyan likes to paint, he has a relationship with Mr. Zhuang.

But over the years, I have visited the painter many times, but I have only learned a little bit of it.

It doesn't hurt to teach some basic things to others, and the painters will naturally not be stingy.

But when it comes to their own unique skills, there is no need to say much, each of them is hidden.

After all, the value of a special technique, one person and a group of people will naturally be self-evident.

What' taught the apprentice, starved the master. Qing Dai disagrees with these words.

If everyone in the world is so obsessed, how can the so-called culture and art be inherited for thousands of years?

Not to mention the others, let's just say that the painting techniques she knows now are not all passed down from generation to generation by her predecessors, because there will be progress only if there is inheritance.

Don't say that this technique was not created by her, even if this technique is really created by her, she will not be reluctant.

After all, what a pride it is to watch your achievements spread in the world for thousands of years, immortalized.

To appease Zhuang Shuyan, who was excited on one side, Qingdai turned her head and asked with a smile, "Sir."

"Have I passed the test, can I take over the work in Mr. Zhuang's shop?"

"It's nature! You can have such a unique painting technique, how can you not pass! ”

Mr. Zhuang couldn't stop smiling on his face, rubbing his hands together, and instructed the guy who was still a little sluggish on one side.

"Ah Xiang, hurry up and bring all the remaining blank fans to Miss Qingdai and pack them......"

"Okay." Ah Xiang responded happily and hurriedly ran outside.

This folding fan with a picture is worth much more than the one without a picture, and when the business in the store is booming, it will definitely be indispensable to his benefits.

"I'll go too, I'll help Ah Xiang."

Zhuang Shuyan was so happy that he just wanted to find a place to laugh three times and then tell his mother the good news.

After the two left, only Shi Zikang was left in the study.

Shi Zikang's smile on his face retracted a little, and he said entangledly: "Has Mr. really decided?" ”

"Didn't you already say it, why are you still struggling?

"Besides, Qingdai is so righteous, even if it is an exclusive secret skill, I am willing to teach calligraphy and research, how can I, as an elder, ......"

"But I'm always a little uneasy in my heart." Shi Zikang interrupted with a sigh.

"Godfather, are you worried about the three of Zhang Xiansheng?"

Shi Zikang's face was heavy and he nodded.

Even if what Qing Dai said before was reasonable, he couldn't rest assured when he thought of Zhang Xiansheng and the others who had just left.

"Godfather, don't worry too much, I already have a way to deal with this matter.

"I promise they won't be embarrassed by what happened to us here today, Mr. Zhuang. Just be careful when you hand in your paintings later. ”

"What kind of solution did you think of?"

"This ...... I can't talk to my godfather for the time being, I just have a way.

"If the godfather is not at ease, you can ask someone to inquire in a few days.

"Let's see if Zhang Xiansheng and the others will come back to Mr. Zhuang after we leave.

"If this is the case, then I will not take Mr. Zhuang's work......"

"This can't be done!" Mr. Zhuang was immediately anxious when he heard this.

He was busy interrupting: "Shi Zikang, what kind of grudge does the old man have with you, you want to cut off my financial route like this!"

"Besides, Qing Dai still has to teach and study painting, you are doing this, don't you want Qing Dai to teach and study!"

Shi Zikang looked at the two of them and compromised: "Then according to what Qingdai said, let's see in a few days." ”

"What a few days! You! ”

Qing Dai saw that the two had another sign of dispute, and hurriedly interrupted it.

He promised: "Don't worry, sir, I promise there is a way to prevent them from remembering what they saw us here today." ”

Qing Dai winked at Mr. Zhuang as she spoke, and whispered, "Sir, don't worry."

"After all, I also want to draw a fan for my husband, and I won't joke about it."

Mr. Zhuang looked at her suspiciously, and finally nodded with patience.

Seeing this, Qing Dai was also slightly relieved in her heart.

She was really afraid that if she said this, Mr. Zhuang and Shi Zikang would break the sand pot and ask to the end.

The reason why she dared to blatantly say something about the master behind the scenes to intimidate Zhang Xiansheng and the three of them.

In fact, it was the words of the voice that suddenly appeared in her head.

At first, she herself was startled by the sudden sound.

But in any case, she is also someone who has read countless online novels.

Since you can even encounter crossing, what else can't you encounter.

I don't know where the bead came from, but no matter how you look at it, it's certainly not a simple thing.

Judging from this plot, it is not surprising that the bead is her golden finger.

disappeared, probably because she thought she was the master and became one with her, so she entered that strange space twice.

Since she is Goldfinger and recognizes her as the master, she took the initiative to say that she could help her, and naturally there was no reason to deceive her.

The more Qing Dai pondered, the more right it became, and after calming down, she accepted the setting of the golden finger with peace of mind.

I had communicated with Goldfinger twice before, but both times I was interrupted after only a few words.

It was imperative that she find an opportunity first, and then carefully ask the golden finger how he could help her.

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Small Theater~

Qing Dai: "It's crossing again, it's the golden finger again, and the spirit bead recognizes the master!" I am indeed a natural heroine, the chosen one, and the goddess of luck......"

A machine spirit: "Don't think too much, it's just because you don't have a choice at the moment......"

A certain spirit bead: "Buzzing ......" (My master is only Yamana-sama.) )