I went to the Chengbei Theater with Hu Panpan, and I was attracted by the prosperity of the place as soon as I stepped in.
A thick satin curtain hangs at the entrance of the theater, and the lines woven with fine gold threads shine in the sunlight.
Entering the theater hall, the walls are embedded with finely carved wood and stone carvings, and the seats in the seating area are all mahogany chairs.
Chen Yuanyuan was very curious, "This chair is so beautiful, it has embossed patterns on it."
Hu Panpan introduced her, "These are the efforts of the class leader. Don't think that the actors are sleazy, but our class leader knows all the dignitaries in Meizhou City. This mahogany chair was given to my wife from my hometown."
Chen Yuanyuan nodded. You can see the grandeur here from the hall.
A sweet and playful voice came, "Hey, the show doesn't start tonight, why are you here now?" A little girl, about 15 years old, ran out from the backstage, innocent and lively, and walked towards them with a skipping pace.
Hu Panpan asked with a smile, "Cui Guo, where is the class teacher? I brought a painting today and I want him to taste it."
"He's in the backyard, I'll call him." Cui Guo ran to find the class leader.
Hu Panpan looked at Cui Guo's back and smiled, and said softly to Chen Yuanyuan, "Cui Guo is our pistachio."
She motioned Chen Yuanyuan to sit down. The two of them waited here for a while before they heard a voice saying, "Cuiguo, why are you dragging me along in such a hurry? Ouch, walk slower."
A man wearing a red shirt with gentle curved eyebrows appeared. Is this the class leader? Looks so young.
His skin is fair and delicate, like mutton fat, and his contours are soft and delicate.
"Master, how about this painting?" Hu Panpan took out the scroll and unfolded it as if he was offering a treasure.
"That's it. I'm still busy. It's time to call me." The man looked impatient. The moment he saw the scroll opened, his voice stopped suddenly. "This, is this you?" Hu Pan appeared on the screen. Hope it is lifelike, like a real person.
"Which artist painted this? The painting is so good." It's so realistic. The combination of colors is like playing notes, harmonious and rich, making people intoxicated.
The class leader held the painting and refused to let go, with his fingers on the outline of the painting, "Panpan, stop beating around the bush, who is this painter? You must recommend him to me." Hu Panpan pursed her lips to the side and looked at Chen Yuanyuan.
"It was painted by me," Chen Yuanyuan responded.
The class leader then raised his head and looked at her carefully. How could such a young person draw such a wonderful and exquisite work?
"Did you really paint this?" It wasn't that he looked down on people, but he really couldn't believe that this painting was made by the thin woman in front of him, she was too young.
Hu Panpan pouted her little mouth, "Humph, if you still don't believe Yuanyuan's paintings, I'll perform one for you on the spot. If it's her painting, you have to pay for it." He took the opportunity to promote, and looking at the class leader's reaction, he suddenly felt 2. If you hand over one piece, the money will be less.
"5 Jiaozi has a painting. Class leader, please pay for it and paint one for all our sisters." Hu Panpan took the opportunity to raise the price and quietly winked at Chen Yuanyuan.
"Okay, okay, if it was really painted by this girl, then I will buy them all." Although the price is a little expensive, it is really worth it. He has never seen such a realistic painting style.
Chen Yuanyuan picked up the pen and paper, swiped a few times on the paper, and after a while she had finished drawing a simple outline, and then started filling in colors.
The class leader's jaw dropped in shock. I thought that such a painting would take at least half a day to complete, but it could be completed in a quarter of an hour?
The pen she held had a sharp tip on the front. It was a specially modified tool that Chen Yuanyuan felt was too difficult to control. It was surprisingly easy to use.
The slender lines outline the details, and each stroke looks arbitrary and without any sloppiness. The pen is in her hand, obedient like a good baby, and the force under control is even. Everything is just right, the pen falls and the painting begins.
Oh, there was still a little bit to go. Chen Yuanyuan used her fingers to wipe away the blush from a box, and then applied it to the face in the painting to finish.
The painting showed the appearance of Cui Guo. Before the class leader could react, he stared blankly at the painting. Cui Guo was already screaming beside him, "Ah, it's me. The painting is so good. You are really amazing." "
"Can I take it and show it to others?" Cui Guo was very happy. The people in the painting are so beautiful. It's not that she is narcissistic, but because she admires beautiful things and wants to share it with other sisters. I can also appear so beautiful on the drawing paper.
"Take it, take it." The leader's ears were almost deafened by Cui Guo's demonic sound.
The class leader looked at Chen Yuanyuan with stars in his eyes, "Let's get to know each other again. I am 32 years old this year. My name is Qingyun. My ancestral home is Yuzhou. I learned from my predecessors."
"My family has 20 acres of fertile land and 5 shops. This theater is also a property in my name. I am not married yet. I wonder if the girl has ever..." Married, Qingyun's leader's voice was trembling. Such a good girl, wow, mom, I I want to marry her home.
"Stop it, stop it!" Don't scare her. Hu Panpan covered the class leader's mouth with both hands. This shameful leader didn't even look at how old she was. Chen Yuanyuan was obviously younger than her. How dare you miss her? You can't marry everyone who is talented.
"Master class leader, just introduce yourself, don't talk about those things that you have and don't have." You don't even look at how old you are, do you want an old cow to eat young grass?
Chen Yuanyuan was also shocked. What did Team Leader Qingyun say? Just now he looked down on her for being able to draw. But now that he has taken action, this is what happened? Were the ancients so direct in expressing their love?
"I have a husband-in-law." Even now, she was a little embarrassed.
Hu Panpan patted Chen Yuanyuan's hand and said, "Don't listen to the class leader's nonsense, he is joking."
Qingyun seemed to be shocked after hearing this. He lowered his head and thought, ah, how come the girl I like has a husband-in-law.
