sleepwalking

Chapter 727 Learning to Draw
Fang Jin's eyes widened, "Can I learn too?"

Fang Jin told her parents that she wanted to learn painting in the second grade of elementary school, but naturally she was ignored.

She is very envious of those who can express characters and landscapes with pencils and paintbrushes.

She finds it amazing.

Fang Jin naturally doesn’t know now, many years later, she wrote in an article, “For me, music, art, physics, their processes and paths are different, but the purpose and result are the same—— It is out of self..."

Fang Jin has a strong desire for music, painting, and knowledge to uncover the essence of the world.

Zhang Xu smiled and said, "We will learn painting first. We will learn sketching for about a year, and then we will learn watercolor, gouache, and oil painting. When we are in middle school, I will find a teacher to teach us how to play the piano and the violin."

Fang Jin stared at Zhang Xu, "Why are you so nice to me? Everything you ask me to do is what I like and want to do. Why?"

Zhang Xu smiled, "You may not believe it. I am a fairy. I just want to fulfill some wishes of people. There is a person who prayed to me, asking me to treat you well and fulfill your wishes... Maybe that's it. .”

Zhang Xu slapped his head, "I forgot one important thing..."

As he said that, Zhang Xu didn't shy away from Fang Jin, and in a flash of his hand, there appeared the letter Luo Ai wrote to Fang Jin, and the "Poetry Collection of Tagore" that Luo Ai gave Fang Jin.

Sure enough, Fang Jin was taken aback when he saw something appeared in Zhang Xu's hand.

She stared blankly at Zhang Xu: Is he really a fairy?
Zhang Xu put the things into Fang Jin's hands, and Fang Jin came back to his senses.

Fang Jin opened the book and saw the words on the title page of the book.

Then, Fang Jin opened the letter.

The letter wrote about what the city of Rongcheng where Luo Ai lived was like. Luo Ai also wrote that he was in poor health, often unable to go to class and stayed at home, and that he hoped to become friends with Fang Jin, and so on.

Fang Jin read the letter, "Is that him? It's this Luo Ai who asked you to help me?"

Zhang Xu thought to himself, they are all people with high IQ, so he thought of it as soon as he thought about it.

Zhang Xu nodded, "I won't hide it from you, it was indeed he who begged me to help you."

Fang Jin frowned.

Zhang Xu said, "He's very smart and very nice. If you see him, you'll definitely like him. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't like him. He shouldn't be a forceful person."

Fang Jin continued to ask, "How did he know me? How did he know my name and my affairs?"

Zhang Xu thought about it, "You two will get to know each other in the future. You will become good friends, maybe boyfriend and girlfriend..."

Fang Jin nodded, "I know, I'm also very curious about him. I will reply to him."

Zhang Xu said quickly, "The address for sending the letter is here. I will prepare the envelope and stamps for you."

"Thank you."

Zhang Xu stretched his waist, "I'm a fairy, these are small things to me."

Zhang Xu was not worried at all about how Luo Ai would explain Fang Jin's letter to his family.

That man already had memories of his previous life, he was an adult, his IQ was so high, and he was such a monster, he could definitely get over this matter.

Now, at noon, Fang Jin doesn't go home either.

When leaving the house, she would carry her schoolbag and tell her family that she would go to a classmate's house to study and eat lunch at her classmate's house.

For Fang Biyang and his wife, this is of course a good thing.

While Fang Jin is not at home, they can make some delicious food for Fang Bo.

You can also cook less meals for one person.

Especially for Fang Biyang, it made him feel very comfortable not having to face this monster-looking child.

After lunch, Fang Jin wrote a letter to Luo Ai in the laboratory.

Fang Jin's language expression ability is very good, and every composition is close to full marks.

When they were in the first grade of elementary school, their school organized students to write letters to border guards.

Because Fang Jin's letter was well written, he also got a long reply.

After transferring to Jinglongchi Primary School, she has been communicating with Zhou Yuan. Writing letters is not a difficult task for her.

Fang Jin first expressed his gratitude to Luo Ai.Then, I wrote about her life, what she learned, and then introduced Dong'an.

Wrote two full pages of letter paper.

I sealed it with the envelope that Zhang Xu handed over, glued it together, put a stamp on it, and wrote down the recipient's address and my own address.

Zhang Xu put the letter away, "There is a mailbox near my house, and I will help you post the letter."

In fact, Zhang Xu sent it the fastest.

After all, letters sent to other provinces usually take ten to fifteen days.

Zhang Xu can travel from Dong'an to Rongcheng in just over an hour.

However, Zhang Xu is lazy.Moreover, Zhang Xu doesn't want to be a postman, it's too hard, okay?

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the teacher who taught painting came.

The teacher, surnamed Zeng, is a young man in his 20s who graduated from the Oil Painting Department of Dong'an Academy of Fine Arts.

Originally, he did not teach children painting alone, especially for such a young child.

However, Zhang Xu offered a very high tuition fee, so he could not refuse.

He was surprised to see no adults at home.

However, he was satisfied when he saw the studio.

Teacher Zeng started from the simplest teaching, such as how to hold a brush, how to draw lines, how to sharpen a pencil, how to use eraser, plasticine, and steamed buns, etc., as tools for modifying paintings.

How to use an easel, how to find a good angle to paint, how to shape, how to observe, draw light and shade...

At first, he placed a simple triangular pyramid and asked the two to draw it.

It is also the first time for Zhang Xu to learn sketching.

He found that Fang Jin was really talented.

If he hadn't studied Huaxia traditional Chinese painting, if he hadn't had the thinking of an adult, he would really be inferior to Fang Jin.

Fang Jin was very serious and did as Teacher Zeng said and immediately became immersed in it.

Teacher Zeng also felt excited. The two children are very talented, not to mention, they are also very good at communicating.

Whatever you say, you can do it right away, or correct it.

He had never thought that teaching children to draw would be so simple and relaxing.

At four o'clock, Teacher Zeng should leave.

When I left, I said, "In the past two days, you will draw a few more triangular pyramids according to what I said. Three days later, when I am in class, I will check and grade. It is best to take the paintbrush every day, don't slack off... ..."

The two nodded in agreement.

get out of class was over, and Fang Jin looked at the vertebral body he had drawn, stunned.

She started to learn to paint?A professional teacher taught her to learn painting?Things that were unimaginable before have come true like this?
Zhang Xu said lazily, "Shall we have dinner together?"

Fang Jin quickly said, "Okay, I'll cook."

Zhang Xu stopped Fang Jin, "I'd better go, your cooking is not as delicious as mine. You can read a book for a while. By the way, I bought two books that guide math competitions, and they are in my schoolbag." , you take it out, you can watch it when you get home at night.”

Fang Jin showed excitement on his face, "Shall I go and have a look now?"

Zhang Xu waved his hand, "Go, go..."

(End of this chapter)