In an antique house, the left side of the outside yard is full of purple bamboos and flowers, and the right side is full of various vegetables. The cucumbers, tomatoes, beans, etc. grow very gratifyingly. There is also a small area surrounded by up three chickens.
An old man in a white Tang suit, with gray hair, is holding a watering can in his vigorous hand and is watering the vegetables in the yard.
At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties walked in, also wearing a Tang suit, but the color of the other party was blue.
Standing steadily outside the vegetable fence, "Master."
While watering the vegetables, the old man asked, "How is it over there?"
The middle-aged man said: "Master, it's about the same as you expected. The little junior brother and them really had conflicts. Master, I don't understand. You know that the junior brother usually has opinions on careers such as actors and stars, why do you let him go?" entertain them?"
Seeing that the water was almost poured, the old man greeted people and said, "Yu Yan, go to the kitchen and get a basket for me."
Yu Yan quickly walked into the kitchen, took out a woven bamboo basket and handed it to the other party.
The old man said: "Bowen is talented in painting, but unfortunately his temper is too arrogant, he needs to be sharpened, otherwise he will suffer a big loss sooner or later. Now sometimes Fei teaches him for me, which is very good." When Shi Fei, the old man got angry: "That kid Shi Fei is too dishonest. He has been hiding from me for two years, but this time he bumped into my territory, and Bowen just happened to give him some power."
Yu Yan smiled: "Master, I understand your thoughts, you are planning to kill two birds with one stone."
Older gingers are more spicy.
Sure enough, when Shi Fei is here, he will recognize that this old man is none other than Tang Xiangyang, an old man who is highly respected in the Chinese painting circle, and the master of the painting academy of Xianmeng Literature Society.
Others don't know that the famous Mr. J's painter is Shi Fei, but Tang Xiangyang knows it well. He even had a painting competition with him two years ago.
Shi Fei is really the person with the strongest talent in painting that he has seen so far in his life, and he has achieved such an achievement at a young age, which is not much better than him.
It's a pity that this guy is very ambitious. The achievements that others may not achieve in a few lifetimes are just one of his hobbies, not the most interesting.
That's a good point, Tang Xiangyang wanted to discuss the art of painting with him, but this guy was always hard to catch.
At that time, the program group used the guest list to discuss with Xianmeng Literature Club to record the program here. The original intention was that one of them would be enough.
When he heard that there were sometimes flying in the guest list, he took the initiative to ask to be put in the painting academy to record the show.
Among all Tang Xiangyang's apprentices, Yu Yan is the only one who knows that Mr. J is Shi Fei.
Tang Xiangyang carried the basket, picked beans in the small yard, and said, "That boy Shi Fei, he probably still thinks that I don't know he's coming, and he thinks he can hide it from me."
"I watched it secretly from a distance. Judging by Fei's expression at that time, I probably didn't know that the program group arranged to come here. Master, you should really see his expression when he was confused, but later in the program You can also see it after leaving. I guess, he must be thinking about how to run away." Yu Yan also smiled.
"There's no way to run away." Tang Xiangyang straightened up, tapped his slightly sore back, and said, "Is Lao Wang coming back soon?"
Yu Yan nodded: "No accident, Mr. Wang should be returning home tomorrow."
Tang Xiangyang: "It's just a matter of arranging for them to meet. Old Wang should miss this kid more than I do."
Yu Yan thought of Shi Fei's gritted teeth expression every time Mr. Wang Pingyang mentioned it, especially when he saw Shi Fei on the talent show on TV some time ago, he wanted to drag him out of the TV and beat him up.
"Master, you are playing tricks." Yu Yan said with a forced smile.
"Our literature club is too quiet, so it's time to be lively." The four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting are all talents for quietness. Sometimes they can be stimulated, and maybe they can be more inspiring.
"Okay, I'll make arrangements." Yu Yan turned around and planned to leave.
"Wait a minute, bring this basket of vegetables to them. This year, the vegetables grow so pleasingly." Tang Xiangyang looked at the vegetables in his vegetable garden with a sense of satisfaction on his face.
"Master, your vegetable garden is usually so tight that you don't let me go in, let alone pick it. I'm jealous that I'm going to give them so much."
"Shi Fei is still growing up, so of course he wants to eat some organic vegetables. At your age, you don't grow up and don't maintain your health, so you still want to grab these vegetables from me, don't you?" Tang Xiangyang said and looked at it carefully. The vegetables in the basket said: "I can tell you, I remember exactly how many vegetables are in this basket, so don't steal them halfway."
"Understood." Yu Yan responded with a helpless smile, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely not steal it."
Sometimes Master is really like an old urchin, guarding the vegetable garden and these chickens every day, always worried that some of them will come to steal his vegetable garden.
"Wait a minute." Tang Xiangyang turned around and walked towards the chicken coop, took out two eggs that the old hen had just laid today, put them in the basket, and said, "Take it."
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Shi Fei, who successfully answered the questions, was sitting at the table with his companions and happily having lunch together.
The lunch prepared by Xianmeng Literature Club is quite hearty, with a combination of vegetables and vegetables, and the taste is also very good.
After being hungry all morning, everyone ate with gusto.
Li Hong said, "Thanks to you two, we have this lunch."
Jiang Yu said, "The food here is quite delicious."
Yu Wenwen was in admiration: "Gu Yueze, Shi Fei, you two were so wonderful just now. Did you two become very powerful characters when you were studying, the legendary school masters?"
"good."
"good."
The two were talking at the same time, Shi Fei and Gu Yueze glanced at each other, then continued to eat.
Yu Wenwen said with a smile: "You two are indeed academic masters, you even have such a tacit understanding in answering questions."
After eating, when everyone was sitting and resting, the program team came to announce the mission this time.
Standing in front, Wei Weidong began to speak in the tone of the chief director: "Everyone has attended a morning class, and you may be a little confused now, so let me explain while everyone is resting. Our program is called "The Sims" "The main core idea is to pass on some very beautiful but somewhat niche art industries in Huaxia Kingdom, and promote positive energy."
"Our first stop is Xianmeng Literature Society. There are four kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting here. Of course, time is of the essence. Our main purpose this time is to paint. Chinese painting is a civilized art of our country for thousands of years, but now there are many people in society. More people like Western paintings than Chinese paintings. We hope that through this program, we can let everyone know that China also has very good painters and an excellent history of painting."
Wei Weidong's explanation immediately made everyone feel that the meaning of this trip was different and became more important.
Then he said: "Now you have a task. You will start to learn painting from the painting teacher in the afternoon. There will be an art exhibition at the Zijin Art Museum at 6:30 pm tomorrow. At that time, the art exhibition will set aside a special place for you to hang your paintings. If someone of you buys one of your paintings, then the program team will donate one million to charity in the name of the artist."
This is a common routine in program groups. It combines tasks and charity to show the importance and significance of the tasks, and it will also make the audience nervous for the guests when watching.
Yu Wenwen held her head in her hands and said in a broken voice, "Hang our paintings in the art exhibition? Isn't this a public execution?"
Painting is a thing that accumulates over time, and it cannot be mastered quickly after learning it in an afternoon.
Li Hong also said nervously: "The last time I painted was when I was in college, and my painting wasn't very good. I'm sure I can't do it."
Jiang Yu raised his hand and said excitedly, "I can buy my own paintings."
Wei Weidong shook his head and said, "No, this is against the rules."
Jiang Yu raised his hand again and said, "Then I can buy Sister Li Hong's painting, and then she buys mine. This is the way to buy."
Wei Weidong: "You are cheating, you must buy it from customers."
Jiang Yu immediately shrunk half of his body and said, "Then I think my paintings may not be bought after a hundred years of exhibition."
Wei Weidong: "Come on, I believe you can do it."
At this time, Shi Fei turned his attention to Gu Yueze.
When Gu Yueze was in the car before, Shi Fei didn't worry about getting on it. Now that he thinks about it, something is wrong. Why does it feel like he knows where the program team is going in advance.
Gu Yueze probably sensed his gaze, and suddenly turned his head to meet Shi Fei.
Shi Fei suddenly had the feeling of being caught peeking at someone, so he smiled a little embarrassedly and then withdrew his head.
"Don't worry, your painting will definitely be sold." Gu Yueze whispered in Shi Fei's ear.
Getting closer, the sound of Gu Yueze's exhalation hit his ears, making his neck shrink back. I wasn't worried about selling paintings, did he misunderstand something
In order to ease the embarrassment, Shi Fei asked Wei Weidong: "Director Wei, is it among our group that we donate one million for one sale, two million for two, and so on?"
Wei Weidong said, "Yes."
After releasing the task, they went to the studio to study in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, it was still Li Bowen who taught them how to draw, probably because they were annoyed by Shi Fei and the others in the morning. In the morning, I saw that they were still smiling a little bit, but in the afternoon, Li Bowen was all stern.
Li Bowen first taught everyone the simpler plum blossom in traditional Chinese painting, and he couldn't teach any complicated painting methods in one day.
Even if it is a basic painting, it is difficult for a novice to draw aesthetically, otherwise there is no saying that one minute on stage and ten years off stage.
After all, Li Bowen is Tang Xiangyang's apprentice, so he must have a certain level, let alone this simple plum blossom.
While explaining and drawing, he drew a beautiful plum tree in twos and twos, without extra embellishments, simple and clear.
Everyone quickly imitated what Li Bowen said.
"This painting is too difficult. Why do I feel like I drew a stump?" Yu Wenwen said in a broken voice.
Jiang Yu leaned his head and looked over there, and teased ruthlessly: "What kind of tree stump did you draw? It's obviously a big cake, are you hungry again?"
Yu Wenwen complained to Li Hong angrily: "Sister Li Hong, look at Jiang Yu who keeps making fun of me."
Li Hong looked over there and said, "Isn't your painting similar? I think it looks like a dog's paw print."
Yu Wenwen smiled, Jiang Yu was not convinced, "Sister Li Hong, take a closer look, I must be stronger than her, right?"
Li Hong took a closer look, and then said, "It still looks like dog paw prints to me."
Yu Wenwen was laughing happily at the same place, pinching her throat and said: "Every cause must have its fruit, and your retribution is me."
"Don't laugh, my painting is not good and I won't be able to sell it tomorrow. It affects the group." Jiang Yu stuck out his tongue and said. Looking at my own painting again, it does look a bit like a dog's paw print. Are such paintings sure to be sold
When I saw Li Bowen's drawing demonstration just now, it seemed as if I could do it at my fingertips. Why did I lose my pen when I came to him
Li Bowen was very satisfied when he saw them wailing and howling. Now he knows that drawing is not so easy.
Do you really think that anyone can draw a picture with a pen
Just at this moment, Jiang Yu leaned forward and leaned forward to look at Gu Yueze who was at the front table, "Gu Yueze, how are you doing with your drawing? Come on, take it out and let us have fun together."
This guy has never drawn before, and everyone's drawing is not very good, so how can he be better.
When he saw Gu Yueze's painting, Jiang Yu's expression froze, "This, this... is this what you drew?"