Chapter 33 The Spirit Enters the Painting

Earth.

This morning, my cousin Su Xiaolong came to Su Qing's house with a pair of children.

Su Qing entertained them warmly and cooked a sumptuous lunch, which was enjoyed by both the guests and the host.

The relationship between Su Zihan, Su Zichen and Su Qing gradually became closer.

"Ah Qing, you painted this? Hey, the painting is really good."

After lunch, Su Xiaolong accidentally saw the ink painting hanging in the study.

I didn't pay attention at first, but when I saw the signature 'Su Qing' written on it, I was immediately shocked.

"It's my freehand graffiti. Uncle Xiaolong deserves the award."

Su Qing humbly replied that he fell in love with painting during this period and upgraded his painting skills to lv3 proficiency level.

This picture of the setting sun at the end of the world depicts the scene of "Xie Yuanshan standing on the city wall and looking into the distance".

With only a few strokes, a scene of a struggling human survivor standing under the sunset in the apocalypse is outlined, worrying about the future fate of mankind.

Although his painting skills are not very good, his artistic conception is very high. He tried to integrate his own spirit into the paintings.

This is the only finished painting in which he tried many times to incorporate the spirit and succeeded.

"Amazing, really amazing."

Su Xiaolong stood in front of the painting and looked at it carefully. He felt like he was sinking into an apocalyptic world and it was difficult to extricate himself.

Staring at the eyes of the portrait, a feeling of vastness, sadness and despair comes to my face.

Even if Su Xiaolong has no artistic talent, he can still understand the creative intention in the painting and feel the artist's artistic conception.

The artistic conception is profound and goes straight into the heart!

“Brother Qing, you’re so awesome, can I make TikTok?”

Su Zihan was also greatly affected and looked at Su Qing with admiration.

"Dad, I want to learn painting from Brother Qing, is that okay?"

Su Zichen also had the same expression and said excitedly: "Brother Qing's ability is a thousand or ten thousand times better than our teacher."

"Oh? What you said makes sense, I think so too."

Su Xiaolong came back to his senses, thought about his son's proposal seriously, and greatly agreed.

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

Previously, the painting teacher he spent a lot of money to choose for his son was not bad.

But compared to his nephew's paintings, it's nothing but bullshit.

"But... Ah Qing, look"

But he couldn't decide whether Su Qing was willing.

"Brother Qing, can you teach me to draw? I want to learn to draw from you."

Seeing that his father was already interested, the smart Su Zichen began to beg Su Qing.

"Zihan, you can post it if you want, just don't slap my face in it."

"And Zichen, if you want to learn to draw, I can teach you."

Faced with her cousin's request, Su Qing thought about it and did not refuse.

"Thank you, Brother Qing."

With permission, Su Zihan took a picture of the setting sun at the end of the world with his mobile phone and sent it on Douyin.

"Yeah, Brother Qing agreed. That's great. I want to become a great painter."

Su Zichen jumped three feet high and was extremely happy.

"Ah Qing, please excuse me. How much is each class hour? I'll transfer it to you."

Su Xiaolong looked excited, took out his mobile phone and asked.

"What did Uncle Xiaolong say? Zichen is my cousin. How can I get paid for teaching him painting?"

Su Qing shook his head and regarded it as repaying Uncle Xiao Long for saving his life.

"Okay, I'll bother you then."

Su Xiaolong hesitated for a moment and gradually understood.

"It's a trivial matter. The whole family doesn't need to see anyone outside."

He and Su Xiaolong are cousins ​​within five servers, so it’s not wrong to call them a family.

"Ah Qing, you are right, I was the one who saw the outside world."

Su Xiaolong’s lips moved, and he was deeply moved.

"Zi Chen, tell Brother Qing, what did you learn from the teacher before?"

Later, Su Qing asked his cousin to inquire about his painting skills so that he could teach him in a targeted manner.

"Brother Qing, I learned sketching from Teacher Li. I first learned to draw straight lines and kept drawing every day."

Su Zichen said it again, and Su Qing finally understood that rather than his painting skills, he was a complete newcomer.

It has been almost two months, and I have spent more than 10,000, and I have only learned to draw lines.

Really awesome!

"I see."

Su Qing thought for a while and asked: "Zi Chen, which kind of painting do you want to learn? Drawing, ink painting, oil painting, watercolor."

"Aqing."

Su Xiaolong was about to say something when he was interrupted by Su Qing and said:

"Uncle Xiaolong, let him choose! Interest is the best teacher."

Su Xiaolong thought for a while and found that what he said made sense, so he gave up.

"Brother Qing, I want to learn this kind of painting from you."

Su Zichen thought for a while, pointed to the picture of the setting sun hanging on the wall, and said excitedly.

"Okay, then I will teach you ink painting."

Su Qing nodded. There are two styles of ink painting, one is meticulous brushwork and the other is freehand brushwork.

He now specializes in freehand brushwork and has considerable experience.

Although the skill level of painting is not high, it is still lv3 proficiency level.

But when it comes to his self-created freehand paintings that incorporate spirit, they are by no means comparable to those of ordinary skilled painters.

Even a great lv4 proficient painter may not be able to compare with him.

"Okay, okay."

Su Zichen jumped up and down happily.

"Okay, Uncle Xiaolong, let Zichen come to my place every day from now on, and I will teach him for four hours every day."

"Two hours in the morning and two hours in the afternoon."

"After school starts, let him come over and study for an hour at noon, as usual during holidays."

Su Qing glanced at the date. It was already August 22, only one week before the start of school.

"Okay, please, Ah Qing."

Su Xiaolong thought for a while. He was teaching in the countryside and his children were studying in the city. He would definitely not have time to pick them up and drop them off.

But my son is already eleven years old and walking here on his own is no problem at all.

"It's better to choose a different day than to hit it. Let's start now."

Su Qing thought for a while and first took a look at his cousin's talent.

"Okay, you're busy, I have something else to do, so I'll go back with Zihan first."

Su Xiaolong took his daughter and left, leaving his son Su Xiaochen behind.

"That's okay. I'll send him back after he finishes studying."

Su Qing sent the father and daughter out of the house and returned to the study to teach Su Zichen the basics of painting.

To get started with ink painting, start with hooking, chapping, rubbing, dotting, dyeing, etc. It is the same as learning calligraphy and practicing strokes.

Su Zichen was very obedient and followed the exercises obediently.

Su Qing could see that he still had some talent for painting, and the teacher was right.

If you study hard and don't give up halfway, you are expected to reach lv4 mastery level in this life.

As for the lv5 master level, don’t expect it.

After teaching until 4:30 in the afternoon, Su Qing sent his cousin back to Century City Community.

After returning home, Su Qing suddenly received a private message from Xiao Yichen:

"Brother Su, I have succeeded in becoming the eighth master."

"Master taught me the fundamental Taoist method of the Maoshan sect: the "Dong Xuan Ling Bao Sutra" and gave me the tips."

"I will send them to Brother Su now, please accept them."

"video.mpeg."

Then, there is a red envelope and a video.

At the same time, task completion prompts also popped up one after another.

Good guy, this speed is fast enough.

Su Qing received the red envelope and clicked on the video.

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