Chapter 47: A little itchy hands
There are only two people who are not interested in this at all, one is Tang Mingzi who is sleeping on the table, and the other is Xia Li, who keeps playing with his mobile phone with his head down.
Between classes, An Yue came over to find Xia Li again.
"Ah Li, let's go to Master Jiang's classroom and have a look."
"What's there to see."
"Shh An Yue was afraid that what Xia Li said would be heard, and that Xia Li would be scolded for not being knowledgeable, so he hurriedly made a silent gesture to Xia Li, "Just think it's with me, okay?" ”
The little bun grabbed the corners of Xia Li's clothes with his face and was coquettish, Xia Li couldn't stand it a little.
"Okay."
"Ah Li is the best!" An Yue was overjoyed to see Xia Li agree.
The laboratory building is very large, there are four classrooms on each floor, and Master Jiang's classroom is renovated with two classrooms.
When Xia Li and An were happy, there were already many people inside.
Xia Nuan was surrounded by a group of classmates and stood in front of the bookshelf in the studio.
There are a lot of paintings on the shelves, as well as a collection of famous paintings, most of which are the works of Master Jiang.
"Xia Nuan, have you studied Master Jiang's paintings?"
"Hmm." Xia Nuan opened a book of paintings, with some pride on her face, "When he was not in retreat, I had seen many of his art exhibitions. ”
"That's not running, Master Jiang's apprentice is you, and I don't know why you have to go to great lengths to come to our school to take classes."
It seems that he has been thoughtful and observed, which shows that he really attaches importance to Xia Nuan.
The Xia family can stuff Xia Li's kind of poor student into the elite class of the attached middle school, and he is afraid that others will say that Xia Nuan's classmate was stuffed to her by the Xia family. ”
"I'm so petted, I envy Xia Nuan."
……
The discussion was heard a little, and he couldn't help but grab Xia Li's arm, and the little bun's face was puffed up.
"Ah Li, they're too much, just stammer, Xia Nuan, what do you do, what's the matter with you!"
"Whatever." Xia Li doesn't care.
"You can't be casual! Let's go and take a look, she can study Master Jiang's paintings, but you can't? ”
"There's nothing to look into."
"Look at it, it doesn't hurt to know more!"
"School Committee, you're here, come here! Here's the book you can't even find! A boy on the other side of the bookshelf waved at Ann.
"Okay, right away! Ah Li, I'll go first, you come with me! An Yue was afraid that the album would be taken away by someone else first, so she hurriedly ran over.
"Ahh It's really the one I've been looking for for a long time! The little bun face was quickly attracted by the album.
Xia Li looked around the classroom twice and felt that there was really nothing to see.
There is also a small studio at the end of the classroom, which is used for students to practice drawing.
Idle and bored, Xia Li walked in.
Master Jiang is a master of Chinese painting, the decoration of the studio is in the national style, and several bookcases are expensive mahogany, and he is generous.
There are pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on the bookcase, and they are well prepared.
Master Jiang's painting method can be called exquisite, inheriting the painting method of the Qing Dynasty court painter Lang Shining, and expanding on this basis.
Lang Shining's words are a combination of gongbi painting and oil painting, and his painting, in addition to combining gongbi oil painting, also uses freehand in some details.
It is very difficult to combine well, and ordinary people can't learn it, but as long as they learn it, the painting can be called a masterpiece.
However, his painting method is easy for Xia Li to master, and she draws better than him.
Come to think of it, she hadn't painted for two years, and her hands were a little itchy.