Chapter 2395: Draw

"What's the next training? Will it not be concentration?" Lin Tian's eyes brightened and he looked forward to it.
If Zhang Ruyan comes again, Lin Tian also has no objection. Who tells himself that he is not good at fixing beauty, and he still needs to exercise well in this regard.
Zhang Ruyan gave him a white look: "Concentrate on painting, and be careful of your losses."
Gao Lintian took back the last stroke, and the first map in his life was finished. The map did not disappear, indicating that he had succeeded.
"Sister Yan, please ask a few words, what kind of map is such a complicated picture?" Lin Tian walked over, put down his pen, and asked with some curiosity. This is the mind of beginners, and maintains a strong curiosity about unknown things. This is also the driving force for progress.
Zhang Ruyan glanced at the painting on the stone table and fluttered softly: "Who told you it was a map, I doodled."
Lin Lintian had a black face, but she was helpless. She thought it was a powerful map. However, Zhang Ruyan always had a soft-hearted voice, and she did not rule out what she said.
"What other training programs are there? Such as constant force." Lin Tian asked actively.
"There are a lot of items, such as guts, physique, concentration, insight. If you have been to the underworld and you are bold, you will be free of guts. Otherwise, I will let you know how to train guts when Lingyu was a kid of."
"Physique, do you need to practice? As for Dingli, your little satyr will not be able to practice at half-a-minute, so practice insight."
Zhang Ruyan counted each item. In fact, when she said that she wouldn't practice well, Lin Tian would like to say that if she doesn't practice well, she should practice more. However, her next sentence made Lin Tian more curious and how insight is practiced. .
让 Can I count how many strands of hair you have on your head? If you don't use super perspective, it would be really difficult.
"I test you, what do you think is the hardest thing in the world to paint?" Zhang Ruyan asked.
The hardest to paint? Lin Tian thought for a moment, then answered, "The hardest thing in the world to draw is the human heart."
Zhang Ruyan was slightly surprised. She couldn't think of Lin Tian's first answer. She turned her head slightly and looked at Lin Tian's eyes: "The next training, I just let you draw your heart."
"Seeing through is your lost soul, unpredictable, is the color of your pupils, a gust of wind, a dream, love is unpredictable like life, what is your heart bewitched, and your silhouette is in the dark Drowned ... "Lin Tian read it softly, long as a soul lost in the night.
Zhang Ruyan listened a little at a loss, and gently asked, "What poem do you make?"
Lin Tian spread his hands and laughed: "I don't have that artistic cell. This is a very popular song on the Internet. I think you should listen to the songs outside rather than trap yourself in Qingtan Town. In this mountain forest. "
"At that time, you will find that the world is big and beautiful. You will find ..." Lin Tian tried to enlighten him. He felt that he had a responsibility to let her out of the forest and out of the mountain in her heart. She teaches one.
Zhang Ruyan interrupted him: "Do you want to say that there are still many handsome guys like you in the world?"
"No, no, there are many handsome guys, but handsome guys like me are unique, only me." Lin Tian said narcissistically.
The corner of Zhang Ruyan's mouth moved, and it seemed to show a smile, but she was soon annihilated. She said politely, "You talk too much, and gossip with your heart, it seems to be my fault, and your cultivation is too Comfortable. "
"Come with me!" Zhang Ruyan said fiercely, of course, whether it was fierce to pretend, only she knew best.
Lin Lintian didn't care. If Zhang Ruyan could handle it so easily, she would not be that crazy genius.
When the two came to the wooden house, Zhang Ruyan took out a bamboo woven basket with the type on the back. The frame contained pens, inks, papers, real treasures, writing brushes, ink sticks, rice paper, and daisies.
Looking at this piece of ink paper, it is still new. Obviously Zhang Ruyan just prepared it soon, that is to say, she not only painted Lin Tian's "map", but also prepared a lot of training props.
"You carry these things and go to Qingtan Town to set up portraits, human eyes, expressions, clothes, hairstyles, all reflect the true heart of a person, but you need to observe, what you need to do, is to put This trait draws. "
"You draw every morning and bring it to me at night." Zhang Ruyan ordered coldly, very harsh.
Lin Lintian frowned and said, "I haven't studied painting, let alone brush painting ..."
"No?" Zhang Ruyan laughed and abused: "Then you have some hardships. Until the meeting, you can't even paint a picture, how to draw a map."
This sentence is probably like the words of an architectural teacher. I do n’t even draw design drawings. What architecture do I learn?
Lin Lintian had to bite his head and carry a bamboo basket on his back in preparation for his "difficult journey."
But when he went out, Zhang Ruyan suddenly shouted at him: "If you have any trouble in Qingtan Town, you must not use your ability. They are ordinary people, but they can't bear one of your fingers."
"I don't steal or grab, what trouble can I have." Lin Tian didn't care, Zhang Ruyan just smiled ~ EbookFREE.me ~ didn't say much.
Lin Lintian carried a bamboo basket and went out like this, starting his "painting journey".
Qingtan Town is very lively during the daytime. In addition to locals, there are many foreign tourists who eat, play, and are full of the characteristics of Qingtan Town.
However, although there are a lot of people, the streets are very neat, and Lin Tian who has been shopping for a long time is not good to set up stalls on the roadside because the streets are planned on both sides.
Zhe Lintian found a stall owner, bought a chestnut bag, and inquired about whether there was a place for portraits. The boss was very enthusiastic and pointed the way to Lin Tian. He was afraid that Lin Tian, ​​a "outsider", could not find the way, and drew a detailed "map."
Obviously, the boss treats Lin Tian as a tourist. When Lin Tian saw the map, he had to say that although it was not exquisitely printed, it was very detailed. Where to turn, each corner showed the landmark building, even Lu Chi could understood.
According to the "map", Lin Tian crossed several streets and came to a very open place. He took a little look and knew that this was the cultural square of Qingtan Town. He had visited with Xu Feibai last time.
南 On the south side of the Culture Square, there is a row of ancient trees, the crowns of the ancient trees are huge, and the roadside forms a large shade of trees. On a hot day, it is a good place to relax and relax.
In the shade, there are many stalls, almost all of which are portraits, and they are portraits for tourists, and except for a few young people who are sketches, others are brush paintings. .
This is not surprising. The biggest feature of Qingtan Town is ancient, and brush paintings are still very popular with tourists.
Zhe Lintian turned around, found an open space, and set up his own booth. He set up his pen and paper, and then thought about it, and wrote four words, scratching his head.