Rebirth

The next day.

May 3rd.

Tang Qing did not go to Lin Jiaxue to play in the morning, but to paint at home.

This time, the object is not a firearm, but Lin Jiaxue, who has been ‘skilled for a long time’, has never painted her. One is not enough, two, three, and many.

There is no failed work in his hand.

In the painting is his own lover, he does not allow himself to tear or roll a piece into a trash can.

Because this is what he loves in this life.

After completing the largest pair, Tang Qing took a hurry to get to the decoration shop.

This is the largest and best picture decoration shop in the city.

Tang Qing has never been here before. The information is collected by the command room. Once I know it, it is not far away. The taxi will arrive in five or six minutes, and it will be a street away from his school.

Qing Feng Zhai.

Listening to the literary art, the plaque is also very particular. Looking at the high end, Tang Qing keeps on the head, the words are well written, and the smashing is the material of the plaque. . . He doesn’t understand at all.

I only know that it is wood.

One enters the door.

Cultural breath assaults the senses.

The main thing is that the hand-painted works of art are decorated, not equipped with photo posters, etc. The business is relatively simple, but also professional. It’s just that some of the display works in the entrance hall are a bit hehe.

Tang Qing curl one’s lip.

You have become a ghost like this, and you have come out to show it. I really feel good about myself.

If not most of them are good works, he turned and left.

An old man who looked at the spirit was carving wood carvings on the counter at the door of the store, but it seemed that he had just begun and could not see what he was going to engrave.

See Tang Qing enter the door.

The old man stopped his work.

“little brother, hello, what do you want to pretend?” The old man pushed his eyes with a smile.

The smile is very harmonious.

“A painting, using the best materials,” Tang Qing replied.

“Our best frame material is yellow.”

The careful explanation of the old man was interrupted by Tang Qing.

“I want it, let’s go.”

“Ah, okay.”

I met the local tyrant.

The old man is also very happy.

He said that he took the painting from Tang Qing and didn’t need to open it. When he touched the paper, he knew it was a sketch.

He thought it was a poor work of the young people, but slowly opened, one immortal beautiful woman on the paper, he not only took a deep breath.

Good painter.

Good composition.

The general sketch can show things through the shadows is very limited, especially in the case of the characters, the old man who paints the old has a more ‘photorealistic’ than the painting of the young people, but the sketch of Tang Qing is abnormally smooth, no extra The lines, each pen can not be less, but can make a woman’s beauty behave perfectly.

It’s a god.

The old man has never seen such a perfect sketch figure.

It’s really the level of the Grandmaster Rank.

“little brother, is this your Lord’s painting?” The old man was surprised.

“No, what?” Tang Qing shook his head.

“No, just want to see the artist, dare to ask which Master is the snow.” Looking at the red mud on the top, he can definitely not hear it, but the word Qing Xue is firmly printed. In his mind.

Listen, Tang Qing is not consciously drifting.

“Master doesn’t dare to do this, this is what I paint, Old Man Sect, you are quick, I add money, and rush to give someone.” Tang Qing urged him, he is going to give Lin Jiaxue later.

The old man’s face was mixed and he looked at Tang Qing with a shocked look. “Is this what you painted?”

“Well, it’s trouble,” Tang Qing said.

“No trouble, no trouble, little brother please, Xiao Yan, come and pour tea for the guests.” The old man quickly took Tang Qing to the sofa in the corner of the hall and greeted the backyard.

“Come on.”

A crisp female voice came out from the backyard.

The old man said to “Tang Qing said with a smile : “little brother, you wait a moment, I will definitely give you the goods within an hour, even if the fare increase, dare to ask where the little brother is?”

“I am self-taught.”

“Self. Self-study? You are a genius.” The old man cry out in surprise.

“Over the prize.” Tang Qing said with a smile.

At this time, a 16-year-old woman came out and dressed in a school uniform. Tang Qing smiled and looked like a school, but it should not be a high school. Otherwise, she would not recognize him.

“grandfather, who is this?”

“One guest. You look at the store first, I am going to pick up this picture,” the old man said.

“Oh.”

The old man arrived in the backyard, no, the sound of the cymbal sounded, and the sound of the cutting machine.

Tang Qing did not go to see it.

That is the craft of others, and it is taboo.

The woman is doing her homework at the front desk.

It’s great to have grandfather.

Tang Qing can’t help but think of her grandfather, the family has an old, such as a treasure, but unfortunately, grandfather grandmother has been driving the crane west, think of here and before, Tang Qing is a bit dazed.

Tang Qing didn’t have to be stupid, but went outside to buy some snacks and gave it to the little one. The two of them talked about it. It turned out that she was really a junior sister, a sophomore, a liberal arts student, and her parents died young. , living with Grandfather Grandma, a very strong girl.

Time passed slowly.

after an hour.

The old man took out the good paintings.

Forty times multiplied by sixty frames.

Tang Qing took a closer look and the picture frame was exquisite and he was very satisfied.

“Boss, how much?” Tang Qing wrapped the picture with paper and tied it up.

“I will charge you a cost price, six thousand three.” The old man looked at Tang Qing a little bit, six thousand three, but not a small amount.

Tang Qing exchanged seven thousand RMB from his pocket and counted seven directly.

“give.”

When the old man saw Tang Qing turn around and asked, he quickly asked: “little brother, don’t you know if you have any paintings for sale?” They painted here, but they can also sell them on their behalf. Tang Qing is not because of money, but he is also People who love painting, want to take a closer look at Tang Qing’s other works.

“Sorry, my paintings are only for people, not for sale.” Tang Qing refused.

The old man feels a lot better for Tang Qing.

This reason.

He accepted it.

“I am abrupt. If you have paintings in the future, come to me, it is the cost price.” This is also respect for art.

“No problem, thank you first.”

Out of this shop.

Tang Qing took a taxi to the Lin Jia Xue Family.

Press the doorbell.

One enters the door.

There is no surprise, there is one in shock.

The light bulb Xi Shan is actually there again.

“How are you still there.” Tang Qing muttered.

“How can I not be there, lest you bully Jiaxue.” Xishan said with no anger, being treated as superfluous, can be happy to blame.

“How come.” Tang Qing said, he really intends to ‘bull’ his wife.

Xi Shan didn’t bury him again. He looked at the frame in Tang Qing’s hand and asked, “What are you taking? The bag is so strict.”

“A painting.” Tang Qing said as he walked in.

Lin Jiaxue is watching TV, see Tang Qing, and quickly got up and poured tea.

Sit down together.

Tang Qing handed the painting over: “Jia Xue, for you.”

“What is this?” Lin Jiaxue wondered.

“Open it and see.” Tang Qing said.

Lin Jiaxue did not tear the package, but carefully untied the rope and slowly opened the wrapping paper.

Look at the contents of the picture.

Lin Jiaxue grinned, even if she was a little prepared, she trembled in the bottom of her heart. She looked up at Tang Qing’s eyes and felt deeply moved. Her face was slowly filled with tenderness.

“What did you paint?” Lin Jiaxue gently stroked the picture through the glass. In fact, she had an answer in her heart. Tang Qing’s painting technique was seen at the time of the last dinner. It was really admirable. When she saw her beautiful and moving, Lin Jiaxue loved this painting.

“Well, I just sent it to you when you just got it, do you like it?” said Tang Qing.

“Like, I like it very much.” Lin Jiaxue held the picture frame and his eyes flashed in the air.

“You don’t have nails in your house. I think it’s appropriate to hang it.” Tang Qing got up and went looking for nails.

Lin Jiaxue quickly stopped: “Without hanging, put it on my bed.”

“That’s fine.”

Xi Shan, who just went to wash the fruit, also saw: “Wow, you still paint?”

“Of course, how can you deserve the good snow of your family?” Tang Qing said with a smug look.

“Would you like to draw a picture for me?” Xi Shan instantly changed her face and pleaded, and her heart was also secretly sighed. Lin Jiaxue had a good life. There was such a versatile, handsome and gold boyfriend, oh no, a fiancé.

“Next time, there is no tool today.” Tang Qing refused.

“Oh.”

Xi Shan can only remember this commitment first.

Then Tang Qing sat down and kissed the pretty face of the beautiful woman.

“You, you, I am still there, Jiaxue, you don’t care.” Xishan was criticized by the Thunder.

“…” Lin Jiaxue did not object, but silently lowered his head.

Tang Qing was given by Shi Shan and her husband for the dog food of many years, and I will go back in this life.

“You… I went to write homework.” Xi Shan was also blind, and panting with rage back to Lin Jiaxue’s room.

There is no outsider, Tang Qing does not care what, and if the ‘no one’ enjoys this rare time, Lin Jiaxue is different from the usual enthusiasm.

It is still not allowed to do it.

But no hurry, only for more than a month, he can still stand.

PS: Brush the presence of the woman.