After eating, Fu Tianyi was not in a hurry to take Han Shuang to the studio. Instead, he was led to a tour of his work storage hall.

Except for Mrs. Fu, who did not accompany her, everyone else at the dinner table followed. The storage hall is in another two-story bungalow building, and when you come to the second floor, you can only see paintings.

Compared to the exhibition I visited in the morning, there are only a lot more works here. Of course, not all of Fu Tianyi's works are his works, some are painted by him, some are collected by him, and even Fu Yin's graffiti is also collected by him.

"This is a work I painted when I was fifteen years old, I was young at the time, the brushstrokes and lines were very immature, and it looked a little naïve, but I thought it was painted for a female classmate, it was quite memorable, so I kept it." Fu Tianyi pointed to a sketch of a girl and said with a smile.

"This one is supposed to be my graffiti when I was eight years old, and it's not technical, and it's the earliest painting I can find, but it's not the first painting in my life, which is a bit of a pity." Fu Tianyi pointed to a sketch with a more immature sense of the picture, and said with a slight sigh.

"This is the first time I have sold at a Derby auction house, and I painted another one to commemorate it, which is a reproduction." Han Shuang took a closer look, this is an abstract oil painting, in the painting there are many high-rise buildings, the road is full of people, and the sun is very bright, but the strange thing is that there is no sun in the sky.

I don't know what he's trying to express.

"I drew this!" Xiao Fu Yin pointed to a picture and shouted excitedly. Han Shuang looked over, looking at the works in the painting that looked like cats but not cats, dogs and not dogs, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

However, he praised it seriously: "This cat is aura, it is not a mortal thing at first glance, it is not the granddaughter of Mr. Fu, and her painting talent is really terrifying!" Fu Yin pursed her mouth and corrected angrily: "Big brother, you are wrong, I painted a dog!" ”

"Oh, it's a dog! This dog is not an ordinary thing at first glance, it is not a loss that Yin Yin painted, and the painting talent is really terrifying. ”

"Hahaha!" Everyone was amused by the conversation between the two. However, Yuan Qian is not included. The more popular Han Shuang was, the more unhappy he became.

Walking at the back of the crowd, his face was stinky as if someone owed him money and didn't pay it back, and he kept dissing in his heart: He is handsome!

I thought you were high! It's not the same to shoot Yin Yin's sycophants? Cut! Hypocrite one!

"Dad has been struggling with it! Yin Yin's talent for painting is not very high, her interest in painting is far less than that of music, and she doesn't know where to cultivate her. Fu Tianyi's daughter-in-law said with a smile to Han Shuang.

Meng Yi also smiled and said, "This question is very simple! Look at Han Shuang, music and painting are correct, and they have also made remarkable achievements, I think you can completely benchmark Han Shuang! ”

"I want to, but our family Yinyin is not as demonic as Han Shuang." Han Shuang squatted down and smiled at Fu Yin and asked, "Yin Yin, what do you want to learn?" ”

"I want to sing!" Fu Tianyi said angrily: "What song to sing!" Your father won't give me a boy, and you don't want to paint yet, so who will inherit the mantle after I am it? ”

"But I just want to sing!" Fu Yin pouted and retorted.

"Good, good, sing, sing." Fu Tianyi laughed, and did not embarrass his little granddaughter on this issue.

After the vignette, he then explained the origin and story of each painting to Han Shuang. Coming to a painting, Han Shuang's footsteps stopped.

This is an oil painting of a person, and the girl in the painting is the absent woman in the family portrait in the restaurant.

"This is a little girl." Fu Tianyi smiled, and then said: "My daughter, I got it in my fifties, and I doted on her very much, maybe she was too doting, and when her wings were hard, she didn't know to come home to see me." ”

"Dad, look at what you said! Mengxue just went to study abroad, and it's not that she won't come back. ”

"Humph!" Fu Tianyi snorted lightly,

"The history of painting in our Xia Kingdom is many years earlier than that of foreign countries! Even if you spend your whole life trying to absorb the knowledge and wisdom left by your ancestors, why do you want to go abroad to study? Isn't this a reluctance to go far? Meng Yi knew the father and daughter, and the teacher wanted to let the younger sister major in Chinese painting, but the younger sister had a soft spot for emerging foreign paintings, so she quietly went abroad without saying goodbye.

Forget it if you go, who knows that the free culture abroad makes this rebellious sister extremely fascinated, plus she has a couple of words with her teacher, and she hasn't even come back for the New Year!

As a result, in the two months before and after the Chinese New Year, the teacher's mood was extremely bad! It took this time to slowly calm down.

However, it still can't be discussed, as long as he talks about this junior sister, his emotions will turn uncontrollably bad.

At that moment, he hurriedly changed the topic: "Teacher, let's see it almost, why don't you go to the studio!" I can't wait to see Han Shuanglu's hand! Fu Tianyi took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile,

"Well, I'm looking forward to it, too." The studio was on the first floor, and several people turned back again. When he came to the first floor, Han Shuang saw several pots of shrimp.

Fu Tianyi explained with a smile: "This is called long-legged shrimp, also called river shrimp, the frontal sword is located in the center of the anterior section of the cephalothorax, the cephalothorax is relatively thick, gradually smaller and smaller, the two crows are slender, generally in a right-angled form, when swimming or eating, the angle will expand and contract inward, and in case of danger, it will open outward。。。。。。 Fu Tianyi explained the habits and characteristics of river shrimp endlessly, and Han Shuang listened and observed carefully.

Although he has god-level painting skills, it is still difficult to convince everyone like Fu Tianyi.

In order to obtain this wave of prestige points, Han Shuang had to cheer up his spirit.

"Why are you so serious? Do you really think that the shrimp painted can be more expressive than Grandpa Fu? Listening to Yuan Gan's ridicule, everyone did not refute it, and the corners of their mouths showed a knowing smile.

The reason why Han Shuang can gain so much respect in the Fu family is that his identity as a Qu father occupies the main reason.

As we all know, he is the youngest in Xia Kingdom, and he is also the most legendary, hottest, and talked-about Qu father in Zhongzhou.

This life achievement alone is enough to make it difficult for all musicians to match. This achievement is not inferior to Fu Tianyi in the field of painting.

With this glorious resume in front of him, his other talents have naturally weakened a lot. Except for Fu Tianyi and Meng Yi, it is estimated that everyone else does not have much confidence in Han Shuang's next paintings.

"Alright." Han Shuang took his eyes off the water basin, and then walked to the painting table not far away. There are several painting tables in this studio, which should be compared to different painting categories.

The one Han Shuang walked towards was the painting table where the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were placed, and at a glance, he knew that he was painting ink. Not surprisingly, ink is still a dead ink.

After a night of precipitation, there is a thin layer of transparent water on the top of the ink, and it is from this point that Han Shuang is definitely Su Mo.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Han Shuang picked up a medium calligraphy brush, soaked it in ink, controlled the ink for two seconds, and then picked up the pen to paint.

First, from left to right, from heavy to light, draw a few ink marks. Due to the particularity of the ink, the ink at the root will be spilled out layer by layer, and a mark will be left on the paper from dark to shallow.

This is the crystal clear pen of the shrimp body. Then, Han Shuang rotated his wrist, the horizontal ink was the brain, the vertical point was the eye, and he simply sketched a few strokes to deal with the shrimp knot and shrimp tail, and the main body of the shrimp body was completed.

Then, use the thinnest part of the nib to draw lines on the left and right sides of the shrimp body. At the end of the line, the long joint of the shrimp is lightly pointed, and then the line is connected from another place, and then two small sections of the shrimp are drawn to finish.

In this way, the shrimp's two long arms are complete. After completing these, Han Shuang did not rush to draw the tentacles, but concocted them in the same way, and then drew the second and third ones.

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