Bei Xiaoya was recording all the way what the correspondent wanted his fiancée to know, and when the car was about to arrive at the dormitory, the two of them were almost negotiating.

Bei Xiaoya put the notebook back in her bag, "Go back and write it tonight, and I'll give it to you tomorrow." ”

The correspondent thanked him again and again.

After the two of them exchanged polite words, the car finally stopped in the family courtyard. said goodbye to the correspondent, and Bei Xiaoya got out of the car.

After seeing the car leave, Bei Xiaoya found that there was a car parked next to it, it was the pickup truck, and Bei Xiaoya had sat in it before.

You don't have to look to know who drove it, Bei Xiaoya turned around with a smile and walked towards Tian Yan's dormitory.

Before anyone even stepped into the dormitory, they heard laughter inside. Bei Xiaoya couldn't help laughing, lowered her throat, and the people in the room immediately stopped talking, and then the door in front of her was opened from the inside.

"You're here." Tian Yan stood at the entrance with a red face, "I'll help you get something." After saying that, he hung his head and walked into the house.

Lin Nan, who was standing inside, saw her come in with her head down, and she didn't dodge. Tian Yan didn't check any of them, and hit him directly. When he looked up and saw Lin Nan holding back a smile, he raised his hand and punched him in the chest.

Lin Nan touched the place where she had been beaten with his hand, and chuckled and got out of the way. Seeing Tian Yan walking out of the house with tools, he also followed out.

"Brother and sister." Lin Nan pretended to have just found Bei Xiaoya, and raised his hand to greet him.

Bei Xiaoya only glanced at him, then walked to Tian Yan and took the tools.

The easel was so good that Mr. Tian also walked out of the house smoking a cigarette pouch. Because it was a continuation of the picture that was not finished yesterday, Bei Xiaoya didn't wait for Mr. Tian to speak, and she had already started to draw it. Yesterday I drew a lush farmland, and today I want to redraw the river and the people who are farming behind the farmland.

"That's not right." As soon as Bei Xiaoya started to draw the lines of a river, Mr. Tian raised his hand to stop him, and took the brush from her hand, and began to demonstrate with paint, "Remember that water is alive, and it will change when it encounters the wind, when painting, you must grasp its fluidity, and you must pay more attention to small changes." Only when the details are handled well, the painting will be vivid, and a small error in one place will affect the composition of the whole painting. ”

After Mr. Tian finished speaking, he had already drawn a stream of water in the river. The ripples of the river were well controlled, and it seemed that it was really blocked by the wind, as if it had been blown away, but it was going away with the wind. It looks vivid and vivid, like a real river appearing in front of you.

Bei Xiaoya listened carefully, and after Mr. Tian finished explaining, she respectfully took back the pen, and after looking for a feeling, she began to stain the paint and continue to paint where Mr. Tian ended.

It's a pity that Bei Xiaoya still didn't master the strength, and she was more lonely when she closed the pen. People on the outside can't see anything, but connoisseurs can see what the problem is at a glance.

Bei Xiaoya raised her eyes, and sure enough, she saw Mr. Tian shaking his head slightly.

Lin Nan and Tian Yan, who were standing behind, glanced at each other when they saw Mr. Tian's movements, and their eyes were puzzled. In their opinion, there is no difference between Mr. Hetian painted by Bei Xiaoya, if they weren't standing behind and watching, they would believe that it was painted by one person. But apparently, what Bei Xiaoya did did not meet Mr. Tian's requirements, because her face was obviously under pressure, and her hand holding the pen was heavier than before.

"If you don't find a feeling, stop and don't force yourself to write." The small movements did not escape Mr. Tian's eyes, "What we are seeking now is quality, and we strive for every reward." If you can't find the feeling, don't do it. ”

Bei Xiaoya paused with a pen in her hand, and finally gave up and stopped. As soon as the old gentleman said it, she really didn't grasp the feeling in the old gentleman's words before she started writing.

Facing the river in the wind, Bei Xiaoya put down the pen and pinched the corner of her forehead to recall the river scene she had seen.

The last time I saw this kind of river with living water was when Yu Yang took him to buy cucumber seedlings, and the two of them sat by the river for a long time. Bei Xiaoya walked to the side and closed her eyes slightly, allowing herself to devote herself to the scene of that day.

After feeling immersive for a while, Bei Xiaoya let out a sigh of relief and opened her eyes. Energetic before returning to the flower stand. Lin Nan looked at her and couldn't help but take two steps closer. He really wanted to see the difference between these brushstrokes, and what was the difference between what Bei Xiaoya drew after finding the state.

Tian Yan saw him approaching intently, turned around and went back to the house and poured a few glasses of water to cool the house, and when he left the house, Bei Xiaoya had already started writing.

After drawing a few lines of water fluently, Bei Xiaoya withdrew her pen and looked at Mr. Tian and waited for his guidance. Seeing that Mr. Tian nodded with a smile, Bei Xiaoya immediately opened her mouth and smiled.

Lin Nan frowned slightly, but even though he looked at it seriously, he still didn't see the difference. Seeing that Mr. Tian and Bei Xiaoya were laughing so happily, he shook his head in abandonment, then turned around and leaned to Tian Xuan's side, focusing on her.

It's too artistic, and it's really not something that a man like him can understand, so he still puts the little time he squeezes out on his own woman. To study those words is to do a completely useless job.

"You can't do it, can you?" Tian Yan saw him come over and laughed and mocked.

Lin Nan glanced at the happy woman smiling beside her, reached behind her, grabbed her side waist and pinched it as if it were bad.

Bei Xiaoya was still painting seriously, afraid of disturbing him, Tian Yan could only endure and not let herself make a sound. When she reacted, her hand quickly grabbed Lin Nan's broken palm, and the other arm was directly elbowed to his lower abdomen.

Lin Nan snorted when she pounded her, but she also endured it and didn't dare to make a big move.

"Do you dare to make it?" Tian Yan lowered his voice and asked proudly.

Lin Nan held her hand, leaned closer and said with a smile, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

Tian Yan couldn't hold back his laughter when he saw his happy smile. But the voices of the two people were very small, and Bei Xiaoya didn't notice it.

The two of them looked at it for a while, and Lin Nan felt bored. With his hand in hand, he dragged Tian Xuan to the place with a good scenery next to him.

"I have a cold, be careful of infecting you." Tian Yan saw that Lin Nan wanted to pick himself up again, so he pushed him with his hand.

"It's still nasal congestion, do you have any medicine?" Lin Nan watched her sniff from time to time, dragged her to him and touched her forehead.

The temperature was not abnormal, Lin Nan withdrew his hand and touched his own, "Otherwise, follow me to the medical room and let Dr. Wang show you." ”

Tian Yan moved to the side and shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just that the nose is a little breathless, and it should be fine soon." And I'm not weak in the first place, so this cold doesn't have any effect. ”

Lin Nan saw that she insisted, so she had to give up. He took her by the hand and continued to walk under the shade of the tree next to him.

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