Longing for the Art of Life King

Text Chapter 38 is a bit powerful! (The first update, please collect it!)

When Cheng He was so shocked that he couldn't help himself, Huang Lei continued: "I tell you, it's not over yet."

"It's not over yet?"

"He sings super well."

"It's nothing, I can sing super well too."

"But did you write the song yourself?" Huang Lei continued, "So far, he has sung two songs, one was bought by the program group as the theme song, and the other was used as an episode. You said, I have released an album, and I have a basic appreciation for music. His pop music and folk songs are quite classic. Even if he doesn't make an album, when this show is broadcast, it will definitely become popular. "

Hearing this, Cheng He's shock gradually turned into suspicion: "No way, so powerful?"

"Do not believe?"

Huang Lei stared: "If you don't believe me, ask him to sing to you at night, and you will know how powerful it is."

"Okay, I'll take a look at it tonight."

After finishing chatting with Huang Lei, Cheng He went to ask Reba for the painting.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but I was really shocked when I saw him.

"Amazing!"

Cheng He's family is well-off, and he has had some contact with this area since he was a child. In addition, he is also somewhat interested in these things, so he knows a little bit.

It was precisely because he understood that he was surprised.

Sketching is not mainstream in the art world, it can only be regarded as an entry-level entry, and character sketching is the least mainstream among sketches.

why?

It's very simple, the sketch of the characters is real, but it is easy to lose shape.

The most important thing in painting is "shape", the artistic conception, the thoughts expressed in the whole painting, and the imagination shown to everyone. This is extremely difficult to achieve in character sketches.

However, this picture allowed Cheng He to see the unique "shape" of this painting.

This is not something that ordinary painters can do.

"Xiaoyang, do you have something? Who did you learn to draw from?"

Hearing Cheng He's words, Su Yang smiled, and replied: "I practice by myself most of the time, and I also visited several masters to ask for advice."

"oh oh."

Seeing that Su Yang obviously didn't want to say more, Cheng He didn't continue to ask.

At this time, Teacher He came over and said, "Xiaoyang, Xiaodi, I did the math just now, and we still owe almost [-] corns."

"How can you owe so much?" Reba frowned and said, "I remember that Su Yang picked almost two thousand pieces before?"

"It's all used up." Teacher He said: "There were still some leftovers, but last night we roasted a beer duck, and there were [-] ducks in a whole duck, and we bought some pork. That's all. too much."

"Eight hundred?" Reba looked at Yan Ming and said in shock, "Aren't you going too far? A frozen duck is as expensive as Buddha jumping over the wall?"

Yan Ming chose to remain silent.

"you......"

Just when Reba was about to speak, Cheng He suddenly jumped out: "Wait!"

"kindness?"

Facing everyone's puzzled eyes, Cheng He made an "eight" gesture and said, "If I heard correctly just now, what you said is that a frozen duck is the same as Buddha jumping over the wall, both are eight hundred?"

"Yeah? What's the matter?"

Chapter 38 is a bit powerful! (The first update, please collect it!) -->>(page 1/2), please click the next page to continue reading. "Yeah? What's the matter?"

"That's right!" Cheng He jumped up suddenly: "Then why did you ask me to pick [-] corns when I came?"

Facing Cheng He who was jumping up and down, the three of Su Yang were extremely calm:

"You only know now?"

"Didn't I just say, double it."

"You come here and don't leave anything behind, are you sorry?"

"Sorry." Cheng He jumped back flexibly, lay down on the bamboo slum, clutched his waist and wailed, "It can't be done, it can't be done, my back hurts, it hurts."

"You are really enough." Teacher He said dumbfoundedly: "Hurry up, you don't need fifteen thousand, but you have to get the five hundred today."

"Xiaoyang, Xiaodi, work harder today."

"no problem."

"Then I'm going to change clothes."

Su Yang acted after talking to Reba, and Cheng He continued to lie down and pretend to be dead.

Seeing this, Teacher He kicked him lightly: "Hurry up."

"Oh, my head hurts, my head hurts."

"Even if you have duodenal ulcer today, you still howl in the cornfield." Teacher He couldn't help but pull Cheng He up.