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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."

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

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

"Okay, I'll bother you then."

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

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

"But... Ah Qing, look"

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

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

"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.

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."

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

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

Su Zichen was very obedient and followed the exercises obediently.

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Then, there is a red envelope and a video.

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

"Okay, okay."

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.

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.

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

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

He now specializes in freehand brushwork and has considerable experience.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

Good guy, this speed is fast enough.

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

"video.mpeg."

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

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

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

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

"Thank you, Brother Qing."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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".

"Okay, please, Ah Qing."

"I see."

Su Xiaolong hesitated for a moment and gradually understood.

"Aqing."

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

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

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

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

Su Zichen jumped three feet high and was extremely happy.

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

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

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

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."

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

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

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

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."

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

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

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

"Amazing, really amazing."

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

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

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

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

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

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

Su Zichen jumped up and down happily.

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

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

Really awesome!

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

An author I met recently was introduced by others and said to be 70-year-old Aunt Wang.

Doctors have told me that I have a bad stomach since I was little. I feel like I have found true love!

Brothers, it’s Chinese Valentine’s Day today, so wait for my good news!