Good pregnancy from heaven: We are looking for the wife of the president

In the blink of an eye, two days passed, and Fang Zhiqi's painting was finally completed.

Fang Zhiqi couldn't wait to hand over the painting to Li Yishi.

"This is?"

Li Yishi looked surprised, his heart was all over the wine that day, and he forgot that he had left such a homework for Fang Zhiqi.

The painting was opened, and a realistic oil painting of sunset scenery came into view. There were people in the scene, and there was a scene in the people. Li Yishi's old eyes full of vicissitudes were full of shock and disbelief.

Cold and warm are the essence of oil painting, and these two tones are handled very well in this painting, and it is not at all obvious that this is the handwriting of a freshman.

The material that can be made, the material that can be made!

Li Yishi admired secretly, he has always loved talents like his life, and now he is excited when he sees that the apprentice he just accepted is so talented and grounded.

But on the surface it is still indifferent.

Fang Zhiqi stood aside, feeling uneasy, seeing Li Yishi staring at the painting without saying a word for a long time, he couldn't help recalling the rumor about Li Yishi, saying that he had extremely high demands on paintings, even to the point of trickery.

After thinking this way, the sense of uneasiness in my heart became stronger.At this moment, a bold speculation suddenly popped up in his mind—could it be that he regretted taking her as his apprentice?
As soon as this conjecture was made, Fang Zhiqi's nervous heart skipped a beat, and fine sweat broke out on his smooth forehead.

Just when Fang Zhiqi thought he was finished, Li Yishi raised his eyes, stroked the white beard under his chin, and asked irrelevantly: "Girl, how old are you?"

"19 is old."

Fang Zhiqi didn't know why, thinking that the master was not satisfied with her paintings, so she changed the subject.

Thinking of this, the sense of uneasiness in my heart rose up, and I almost rushed out of my throat and jumped out.

"19 years old, not that old!" Li Yishi lowered his head slightly, as if speaking to the other party, or talking to himself.

But his heart is already full of turmoil. A 19-year-old kid can draw so well. This... This is simply a genius, or it is a treasure, it is a precious jade, and it will become a great tool if it is polished well.

Compared to Li Yishi's shock and excitement, Fang Zhiqi was confused.

What is he trying to say?
However, after Li Yishi finished this sentence, there was no more to say.

Fang Zhiqi felt as if there were ten thousand muddy horses galloping in his heart, master!Please, don't change the subject, just talk about painting, no matter good or bad, she will suffer.

She was most afraid of playing charades like this, which would cause thousands of guesses in her mind, and her heart would not be quiet for a moment.

After a while, Li Yishi asked again: "Girl, what major did you choose?"

"architectural design."

It's a pity, I should choose pure art!Li Yishi sighed inwardly.

"Why not pure art?"

Fang Zhiqi was taken aback, she was a little puzzled by the master's words, "I like designing houses."

"Girl, the master studies pure art, not house design."

Do not engage in house design?What's the meaning?Did you not accept her as an apprentice?Did he go back on his word?

Fang Zhiqi's heart sank to the bottom, she looked up and saw the master's indifferent face, she instantly understood why he always changed the subject, it turned out that she really didn't want to take her as his apprentice.

Thinking that I had been happy for nothing, my little face drooped suddenly.

But not long after, Li Yishi, who was not satisfied with his words, said again: "If you are willing to be my apprentice, then all you have to learn from me is art. Girl, you have to think about it!"

Fang Zhiqi was startled, looked up at the white-haired master, his eyes were full of surprise and excitement.

Becoming a well-known house designer has been her dream since she was a child. She doesn't want to give up so easily, but becoming Li Yishi's apprentice is also her lifelong desire.

Either way, she didn't want to give up.

"Master, can I learn house design and fine art from you at the same time?"

Although this master of the art world only studies pure art, getting his true biography is something that many people can't even imagine.

"Yes, actually, the master suggests that you change your major, but you like building houses, and being a teacher can't take away your interest. If you have time, come to the master, and the master will definitely pass on what he has learned all his life to you."

Fang Zhiqi grinned happily, what an honor it is to get the true biography of Mr. Li!She even wondered if she saved the Milky Way in her previous life, so she has such a good fortune in this life.

"Thank you master!"

"Don't thank me for being so early. Ugly words come first. I'm very strict. Don't cry then."

Fang Zhiqi didn't take Li Yishi's cruel words seriously, and continued to laugh.

It's not that she's not afraid of him, it's that she has a good idea, she's already thought about it, if he gets really angry then, at worst, she'll follow her elder brother's example and give him a bottle of good wine.Haha, does this count as pinching his old man's weakness?
Seeing Fang Zhiqi laugh silly, Li Yishi coughed twice, "That's the end of the nonsense, come, master, I will tell you about this painting. There is a little lack."

Fang Zhiqi put away his smile, hurried forward, stared at the painting on the table, and asked hastily, "Where?"

Before I came here, I observed repeatedly and found no shortcomings in this painting, and I thought it was perfect. Now that Li Yishi said so, Fang Zhiqi really wanted to know where his shortcomings were.

Li Yishi was very satisfied with Fang Zhiqi's humility in asking for advice, and he was even more sure that the bottle of Moutai was worth drinking.

"It is the lack of spiritual communication, which is what we call the charm. Everyone knows that oil painting originated from the West, but we can't copy it in the process of learning, but we should see the soul of China in the picture and feel the Chinese spirit. The powerful power of the national spirit.
Only the oil paintings created in this way can have the characteristics of Western paintings without losing the oriental charm, so that they can gain a foothold on the world oil painting art stage, and only then can the oil paintings be truly developed to the essence and truly integrated into China. in the artistic cell. "

Fang Zhiqi woke up like a dream, and after he came to his senses, he nodded frequently, "What the master said is true! Disciple, please remember!"

Li Yishi nodded slightly, as long as his apprentice is obedient, he is most afraid of those young people who are arrogant and have bad tempers.

"I will work harder in the future!"

"Yes."

"Okay, let's stop here today! I'm tired and I'm going to rest."

"Then this painting...?"

Fang Zhiqi wanted to get back his painting, after all it took a lot of hard work.Although the master said that the charm is missing, this painting is the best work since she came into contact with oil painting.She wanted to take it back, frame it, and hang it in her bedroom.

Li Yishi knocked on the table, "Put it here first. From now on, all the works you submit will be placed here with the master. Do you know why?"

Fang Zhiqi shook his head.

"I want to make a comparison to see if you have improved every time. Of course, in the end, all these works will be returned to their original owners."

Fang Zhiqi suddenly realized and agreed with the master's approach.