Seeing Jiang Lanzhou standing in front of him, the teacher in her sixties couldn't help but burst into tears, stepped forward quickly, and stopped her in her arms: "Child, thank you for your hard work." ”

Tears swirled in his eyes, and Jiang Lanzhou choked up and said, "Teacher Lao Miao is worried." ”

"It's good to start over, it's good to start over." Teacher Miao sighed, "Since you came to me for training, the teacher will not show mercy to your subordinates." ”

sorted out his emotions, wiped away his tears, and smiled brightly: "Teacher Miao, don't worry, I'm mentally prepared." ”

"Jiang Lanzhou, you are looking for Teacher Miao when you come back, you are too ruthless, how can you forget me?"

As soon as he heard the voice, Jiang Lanzhou knew who it was, turned around and bowed slightly: "Teacher Huangfu, how could I have forgotten you, it's not that I haven't had time to visit you yet." ”

Although this teacher's surname is Huangfu, which sounds very tall, but he himself is still relatively sloppy, and even this beard is about to catch up with Van Gogh's self-portrait. Although he was only in his early fifties, he also saw white spots on his beard.

"This time I came back to Mr. Miao to improve Chinese painting, didn't I think about strengthening oil painting?"

"What you want to strengthen, what you want to strengthen, I plan to finish the Chinese painting, and then go to you to discuss oil painting."

"You actually put Chinese painting in the first place, don't forget, it was me who brought you to France to participate in the exhibition."

"Don't dare to forget, don't forget." Jiang Lanzhou said again and again.

"Teacher Xichun, this is not right for you, Chinese painting is an important inheritance of my country's culture, why not put it in the first place?"

"Teacher Miao, please call me by my last name, Huangfu."

"It's like everyone doesn't know your name is Xichun."

"Teacher Miao, don't rely on the old and sell the old."

"Where do I rely on the old and sell the old, you are the first to find fault."

Seeing that the words of the two became more and more intense, Jiang Lanzhou simply stood between the two people and tried to mediate as much as possible. The relationship between the two is still the same as when she went to college before, and it is a little incompatible.

So, in the end, it evolved into a day of practicing Chinese painting and a day of oil painting. As for which one to start first, the two teachers decided with rock-paper-scissors.

Looking at his scissors, Mr. Huangfu frowned and regretted it. Although Mr. Miao is old, his mentality is like that of a child, he raised his fist just now, full of joy, humming a little song and walking towards the studio with Jiang Lanzhou.

Jiang Lanzhou turned his head to look at Teacher Huangfu, and could only salute and say goodbye.

In this training, Teacher Miao did not let Jiang Lanzhou paint plum blossoms, although her last work was to paint a plum blossom, but the teacher asked her to paint a landscape, and it was a two-meter-long banner splashing ink landscape.

In landscape painting, the landscape in the distance is often fainted out with light ink, and the close-up lines are changed with the pen in the center, side, forward, and back, and the pen is used to lift the changes in the wrist movement, which can appear in the form of light and heavy, virtual and real, thickness, and turn.

Coupled with the use of the landscape ink method, the training part can basically be included.

Jiang Lanzhou turned his head to look at Teacher Miao and grinned: "Teacher Miao, can you give me a sample first?" ”

"Okay, I will give you a little bit of guidance when you know that you will come back and see me, this old lady."

While listening to Teacher Miao's explanation, I looked at her penmanship and ink method, and basically recalled what I learned back then.

Unconsciously, when she finished the two-meter painting scroll, Teacher Miao nodded lightly and held her hand holding the brush: "Child, no matter what happens in the future, the teacher hopes that you will not put this matter aside again." ”

"Okay, I won't live up to Mr. Miao's expectations." Turning to look at the painting, the confidence of the year was gradually regained.

"By the way, teacher, I also want to ask for advice, I want to draw a painting of Momei to give to foreign friends, how do you think the layout and composition are better?"

"Whatever you think in your heart, you can draw it."

"Teacher, don't you use a well-informed allusion?"

"If you want to paint plum blossoms, of course you have a cold plum chest." Teacher Miao said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go back and practice more." I took a look at my watch, the time was not early, and I made an appointment with Zhao Liwen to come to my house today.

"Teacher Miao, I still have some things today, let's go first, I will come back to see you when I have time." As he spoke, he packed up his things and trotted away.

When she left, Teacher Miao looked at the freehand landscape she had just completed, took a photo with her mobile phone, and sent it to someone on WeChat.

That person's avatar is the signboard of the store where Jiang Lanzhou and Shen Tu went leisurely that day, and the WeChat nickname is only one fate.

After posting the picture, he sent another line of text: "This child is really what you value, and he has such a level of guidance, so many years, he has lived up to your and my expectations." ”

Soon, the other party replied: "Next, it's up to me to give me some advice on her marriage." ”

When Jiang Lanzhou rushed home, Zhao Liwen had already arrived. While putting the bag down, I chatted with him: "How is it, it's easy to find here, right?" ”

"Well, it's easy to find. I heard from my uncle and aunt that it was Ou Du who helped find the house. ”

"Ou Du's father felt that the place where we used to live was embarrassing, and he was afraid that bad rumors would spread on the Internet, so he asked Ou Du to make another arrangement."

"What about you...... Did his father embarrass you? ”

"It's okay, after all, Ou Du and I are living alone outside now."

"You two live outside alone......" Zhao Liwen looked a little lonely when he repeated this sentence.

Suddenly, he sniffed vigorously: "You have the scent of ink on you." ”

Jiang Lanzhou turned her head and sniffed, she didn't feel much of it, and explained: "I went back to school this afternoon, and Teacher Miao let me practice Chinese painting. You sit down first, and I'll cook. With that, he rolled up his sleeves and strode to the kitchen.

Immediately afterwards, the second elder was coaxed out of the kitchen by her: "Today is my home field, you all rest." ”

"You kid too, I've got half of it, what are you doing."

"Alright, alright, look at me today."

"Uncle and aunt, I told Lan Zhou that I wanted to eat the dishes she cooked, so in order to give me food, she took the initiative to go to the kitchen."

Lan Zhou's mother glanced at the kitchen, smiled and shook her head: "I'll just say why this guy is so diligent today." By the way, when you go back to the UK this time, your parents are still with you? ”

"Well, maybe I'll settle over there in the future, after all, I'm doing everything right now."

"These children in your family are very promising. Look at our family. He shook his head.

"Auntie, Lan Zhou is actually very powerful. Especially for painting, the teachers at school also value her. If she continues on this path in the future, she will definitely achieve something. ”

"That's because you think highly of her, this kid, not as good as you say."