Whether it was typing or doing anything else, Wu Yuan's hand speed was unrivaled among the women Li Shi knew.
In less than ten seconds, she sent back a text message on WeChat: "I'm in Shanghai. I'm going to buy a plane ticket right away. I guarantee that I can appear in front of you, Teacher Li, before dark! (Excited)"
Shanghai City?
Li Shi has been to Shanghai several times. Even if he takes a plane from Shanghai to Tanzhou, it will take at least three or four hours, including the time to go to the airport and waiting for the flight.
He thought for a while and asked: "My matter here is not urgent. Are you going to Shanghai on a business trip?"
This time Wu Yuan responded a little slower.
Three minutes passed.
"Well, I'm going to officially open my Hunan cuisine restaurant chain to this international metropolis. This is the third time I've come here to inspect the market."
Immediately afterwards, she sent another screenshot: "Oh, the earliest flight with tickets will not arrive until after five o'clock in the evening, and it will probably not arrive until midnight (with a sad face)"
Li Shi pondered for a few seconds, then picked up his cell phone and made a call.
Soon, the call was connected, and Wu Yuan's happy voice came from the other side: "Teacher Li!"
Li Shi smiled and asked: "Why did you get up at only seven o'clock?"
Wu Yuan said truthfully: "I originally made an appointment with an agent to see the store today. I planned to leave early to see more places."
If it were a text chat, she wouldn't say this.
But it was a phone call now, and since Li Shi asked, she didn't want to find reasons or excuses to lie to Li Shi, even if the purpose was to quickly call Tanzhou to see him.
Speaking of which, she has been busy with her career during this period and has not thought much about men and women, but the WeChat message from Li Shi just now was like a hook, which suddenly tickled her body and mind. .
Hearing this, Li Shi briefly explained what Li Qiaona was going to do, and then said: "I just want to consult with you about the business experience in this area. There is really no rush. You should do your business first. When you come back from Shanghai, we will discuss it again." Let’s talk when we meet.”
Wu Yuan thought for a while and felt that with her professionalism and perseverance, she should be able to survive for two more days, so she said: "Okay, I will listen to you, Teacher Li."
After chatting for a few more words, we hung up the phone.
Li Shi came to the desk, put down his mobile phone, and continued to practice sketching by famous artists.
Soon, he entered a state of study, and "forgot" all the "sequelae", business knowledge, and the beauty of women. All he could see was the brush in his hand, one stroke at a time, feeling the artistic world of those painters. .
Just when Li Shi was immersed in studying, Chen Qiuye, who was far away in Yangcheng, also woke up from her sleep. She closed her eyes lazily, stretched out her hand to touch the side, but did not touch the smooth skin she imagined. She was stunned for a second. When she opened her eyes, she realized that Wang Yuelan should have gotten up early to make breakfast.
She got dressed, washed up in the master bedroom bathroom, put on her slippers and came to the living room. Seeing that the light in the kitchen was on, she walked over, leaned against the door, and asked quietly: "Sister, what should we have for breakfast?"
One night, the names between them changed again.
Wang Yuelan looked back at Chen Qiuye, who looked like a fairy in her eyes, and a gentle smile immediately appeared on her face: "I have steamed fresh meat and vegetable buns. They are ready. You go and sit down, and I will bring them over."
When Chen Qiuye heard that there were handmade steamed buns to eat, he immediately beamed and walked in. When Wang Yuelan opened the lid of the pot, after a few seconds, the hottest heat dissipated, and he couldn't wait to reach for it.
"Be careful, it's still a little hot."
Wang Yuelan stopped her quickly, and after a few seconds, she tentatively picked up one herself, passed it back and forth several times, and then handed it to Chen Qiuye when she felt that the temperature was about the same.
Chen Qiuye held the white and tender big meat buns in his hands, took a bite, and tasted it with pleasure.
The steamed buns made by Wang Yuelan are white, round, with thick and fluffy skin. When you take a bite, they are soft, tender and sweet. After the meat filling is cooked at high temperature, the meat juice is just right, not too much, not too little. When paired with the soft bun skin, it tastes great. It's not greasy, not greasy, and overflowing with salty aroma. Whether it's texture or taste, it can bring a sense of happiness and satisfaction to early risers.
Chen Qiuye finished one quickly and praised with admiration: "Sister, your steamed buns are so delicious!"
As she said that, she suddenly rolled her eyes: "Let's take a photo and post it in the group, so that our family's stone can be coveted!"
After she took a photo with her mobile phone and sent it to the group, she saw that Li Shi didn't respond for a long time, curled her lips, and continued to eat the vegetarian buns while saying: "Shitou should have gotten up, but he may have been studying. , He just loves learning so much...and he is very talented in all aspects. He is already very talented, will he be able to do it again in the future? Hehe."
The little pride in his words was palpable.
Wang Yuelan next to him nodded seriously, expressing his agreement.
She poured another glass of fresh milk for Chen Qiuye, and suddenly remembered that Li Shi gave her money before she came yesterday. She had already made plans in her heart, and talked to Chen Qiuye about it, including the 20,000 yuan for a private house. money.
Upon hearing this, Chen Qiuye wiped off the remaining bun skin on his hands, wiped his hands with a tissue, and then picked up the phone: "Sister, please send me the bank account."
Wang Yuelan was a little confused, but still obediently sent the ICBC account number to Chen Qiuye's WeChat.
Chen Qiuye immediately transferred 200,000 yuan inside.
Wang Yuelan looked at the text message prompt on the screen of her mobile phone, blinked her long eyelashes, and looked at her doubtfully.
Chen Qiuye's face was expressionless, and his face suddenly became as cold as a frost fairy from above the nine heavens: "Sister, if you hang out with me from now on, I, Chen Qiuye, will be responsible for making money to support you and Li Shitou!"
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Li Shi had been copying five hyper-realistic sketches before he came out of his study state. After seeing the messages in the group of three people, he sent a (drooling) emoticon.
Holding the mobile phone, he stood up and came to the tea table, drank two cups of tea, thought for a while, and then sent a message to Gao Mei: "Teacher Gao, I hope to learn more about coloring in the following courses. "
The sketches are mainly gray and black and white.
But Li Shi does not want to be limited to the framework of sketching. Painting is his current key reference option for becoming the first "grandmaster", so he has tried his best to consider it from a long-term learning perspective.
"With sketching alone, the next step of learning (proficiency-) is not a big problem. In this case, let's plan ahead."
After a while, Gao Mei replied: "There is a color course in the syllabus, but it's okay if you want to learn more about it. I'll focus on it. Also, let me tell you, I'm almost ready. Yes, classes can resume at any time in three or four days. When is it convenient for you?"
Li Shi thought for a moment. He was mainly waiting for definite news from Chen Yao.
After thinking for a while, he typed back: "Teacher Gao, we'll see when the time comes. I will return to Zhaoyang to resume classes as soon as possible."
Gao Mei: "(ok) If you have any questions, please feel free to contact us."
Li Shi: "Okay, thank you, Teacher Gao."
Putting down his mobile phone, Li Shi took out a new notebook from the drawer, turned to the first blank page, picked up the pen, and wrote seriously on the first line:
Start another line——
First alternative: painting.
After finishing writing, he looked at the handwriting on the paper and couldn't help but think about it. If he finally decided to choose "painting" as the project to become a master, then how would he first become a professional painter, and then how would he innovate? Preach like this...
"First of all, I have to make it clear that what I want to become is a (professional) painter recognized by the study panel, not a painter as the society calls me. There is a difference."
Some painters as they are called in society can reach the (professional level) level, but some may not even reach the (proficient level) or even (skilled level) level.
Real society is very complex.
Li Shi has been studying painting for such a long time, and he has some idea of how deep the water in this industry is. In particular, Gao Mei told him a lot of inside information. For example, whether a painter's paintings are worth money or not, the painting level is only one aspect. In many cases, it is not the most important aspect. The key point is whether the painter is famous or not.
If there is no reputation, no matter how good the painter is, the paintings will not be sold.
If you want to be famous, you must rely on two types of people: circle bosses and financial backers.
“I only measure my learning level based on the learning requirements.
"In order to ultimately achieve (guru), innovation and preaching are indispensable, and in today's society, the methods of preaching have become more diverse than in ancient times."
Li Shi's thoughts were divergent, thinking about something for a while, and thinking about that for a while.
"Whether you choose painting or other study projects to become a master, preaching is a must, so this aspect should be planned in advance!"
Thinking of this, he quickly picked up a pen and wrote down these ideas.
In the next two days, Li Shi narrowed the scope of copying and targeted foreign master sketch painters, such as Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo, Menzel, Ablett, Ingres, etc.
Thanks to this information age, he can easily collect videos and pictures of the works of these Western sketch masters on the Internet.
For two days, Li Shi forgot all about sleep and food, sleeping only four or five hours a day, and only spent two or three hours on other things. The remaining sixteen or seventeen hours were all spent copying the works of these masters.
He often copied the same work several times. Among them, a painting of a woman resting by the window by the German painter Menzel, he copied six times!
With his super energy and super fast hand speed, he constantly absorbs nutrients from these masters and enhances his basic sketching skills.
More than two days may be a short time for others, but for him, it is a huge gain.
At noon on the third day, Li Shi put down his pen and closed the sketchbook.
"The copying practice of hard-pen sketches has come to an end for the time being. Next, comes the soft-pen sketches."
He put away the sketchbooks, pencils and other hard-pen sketching tools and supplies and put them in the bookcase aside. At the same time, he took out the set of Chinese painting tools and placed them on the desk, spreading out a stack of silk cloth and a Stack the rice paper, call up the "100 Famous Ancient Line Drawing Paintings" you collected on the tablet, and click on it.
The first one is the representative work of Tang Dynasty painter Zhang Xuan, "Pounding Practice Picture".
This is a genre painting that survived from the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Its painting style was quite influential on later generations, although it is not as influential as the painting sage Wu Daozi’s works such as "The King of Heaven Sends Off His Son" and "Eighty-seven Immortals Scroll". But it can also be said to be a "preaching" work.
Li Shi brought the tablet in front of him and carefully observed the twelve Tang Dynasty women in the painting. He saw that each of their movements was natural and the details were vivid. If you stare at them, you can feel the rich flavor of life in the painting.
As he looked at it, his eyes traveled through time, and the characters in the painting seemed to really "come alive" all of a sudden. They were practicing, threading, ironing, and sewing in front of him...
After a while, Li Shi came back to his senses and shook his head.
"Alas, our ancestors left such a wonderful treasure, but now it is in the hands of foreigners. If you want to see the original work, you have to go abroad and go to a foreign museum."
Place the tablet on the stand, dip your pen in ink, and start copying.
When copying, he didn't care about the colors in the painting. For the time being, he only copied the lines, one stroke at a time, controlling the thickness and direction of the lines.
The effect of the hard practice of pen control in the past is now reflected.
With his current level of pen and ink control, even though he has a soft pen, he only needs three or four times to copy it.
After all, his basic skills with soft pens were still inferior to those with hard pens. After four times of copying, it was already past three in the afternoon.
Li Shi put down his pen, compared the pictures on the tablet, checked his copied exercises, and thought about where there was room for improvement.
Suddenly, a fantastic idea popped up in his mind - if one day, my copying skills reach the point where no one can tell them apart, then I can exchange the wealth attribute points for an empty white palace silk from the Tang Dynasty. Then I exchanged some Tang Dynasty ink and used Tang ink to copy this painting on Tang silk...
Tsk tsk.
Li Shi clicked his tongue, stood up, and stretched.
"It takes too long to copy a soft-pen line drawing masterpiece. There is no need to retreat. Just continue with the learning progress and squeeze in more time to practice in your spare time."
He was thinking whether to go back to Zhaoyang County and finish the classes in the studio first, or to complete the remaining landscape and human body sketching practice first.
At this time, the cell phone rang. I picked it up and saw that it was Wu Yuan, who was more voluptuous than Wang Yuelan and had a typical pear-shaped figure.
"Teacher Li, I'm back to Tanzhou!"
Her slightly magnetic voice contained some kind of special emotion. When Li Shi heard the voice, he drew a picture, and her beautiful face with rich expressions immediately appeared in his mind. For a moment, time seemed to be pulled back to the days and nights at the Erhai Lake in Dali.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Ms. Wu, where are you now? Let's have dinner together in the evening and learn from each other. You tell me about the catering business, and I will teach you advanced photography techniques."
Wu Yuan quickly agreed enthusiastically: "Okay, Teacher Li, I will drive over to pick you up now."
She found that she had overestimated herself. She originally thought that she could survive for a few days with her professionalism, but she didn't expect that it would be so torturous in the dead of night.
If I hadn't brought enough underwear, I might not have enough to change due to the continuous rain in Shanghai these days.
