City: My Baba is A Farmer

"Honorary Vice President of China Calligraphers and Painters Association!"

"Honorary Vice President of China Academy of Fine Arts!"

"Honorary Dean of the Magic City Academy of Fine Arts!"

"..."

Seeing the resounding titles on the back of this business card, Liu Qing was stunned!

In particular, the word honor is enough to indicate a person's authority in certain fields, or a highly respected position.

Painter!

Great painter!

After seeing these resounding names, such a word suddenly popped into Liu Qing's mind, and he is the top painter in China!

Especially the old man in front of him, wearing a white cultural shirt, a pair of shorts underneath, a pair of slippers on his feet, and a palm fan in his hand!

It's hard to associate him with an artist with artistic temperament because he is dressed like a neighbor who enjoys the shade.

Although he was a little skeptical, after taking the business card and looking at it, Liu Qing said respectfully, "Master, do you really want to accept my family as your disciple?"

After all, when such a master of painting suddenly accepted his daughter as his apprentice, Liu Qing felt that he still had to ask more!

"Did I say why this young man is such a mother-in-law?"

The old man Liang said, "I'm looking at your daughter. She was born to be a material for painting. I just wanted to love her for a while, so I planned to accept her as a closed disciple!"

"So you agree or not?" Mr. Liang said again.

"Yes, yes!" Liu Qing hurriedly agreed upon hearing this.

Although I don't know whether the names of the old man in front of me have water, but after all, it is related to the talent of the daughter, or the future future, Liu Qing decided to agree first and talk.

"By the way, Xinxin, do you want to learn to draw with this old grandpa?"

After all, it was her daughter Liu Xin who learned to paint, and she had to agree to it, so Liu Qing hurriedly smiled and asked Liu Xin, who was standing in front of her.

"Baba, after learning to draw, won't I be able to read?"

When Liu Xin heard this, he suddenly said with some embarrassment.

Although Liu Xin likes to draw very much, she also likes to read, which makes it difficult for the little girl to decide for a while.

"this……"

When Liu Qing heard it, she didn't know how to answer.

"Of course you can read! Little darling!"

At this moment, Mr. Liang, who was beside him, crouched down, looked at Liu Xin, and said kindly, "Who said that you can't read if you learn to draw!"

"Really? Grandpa!" When Liu Xin heard this, her big watery eyes couldn't believe it.

"Of course it's true, darling!" Mr. Liang said with certainty.

Speaking of which, Mr. Liang stood up, looked at Liu Qing and said, "Send her to me every week in the future, or I can ask my daughter to come and pick her up, it won't delay her going to school at all!"

"Also, learning to draw is not like children learning to write. You have to teach each stroke by stroke. It's all about talent. I teach little girl, but it's actually a little bit of fur, and she mainly depends on her!"

Then, Mr. Liang said solemnly.

"Yeah!" Liu Qing nodded thoughtfully.

"By the way, old man, Liu Xin learned to paint with you. What about this apprenticeship ceremony? What about tuition fees? Look..."

This is what Liu Qing suddenly thought of.

After all, it seems that there is such a process to learn art from a teacher, but Liu Qing does not understand this at all.

When Old Master Liang heard this, he glared at Liu Qing and said, "Old-fashioned, what's the age now, you still need to pay attention to these things, let me tell you that you don't need any tuition fees for the apprenticeship ceremony. , she eats whatever we eat."

"Why are you so embarrassed!" Liu Qing said a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong!" Mr. Liang said: "Okay, you add my WeChat and phone number to your mobile phone, it's getting late, I should go too, go home!"

Having said that, Liu Qing and Mr. Liang exchanged contact information.

"Goodbye, little darling!"

Afterwards, Liu Qing and Liu Xin helped the old man to pack up the drawing tools such as drawing boards and paints, and put them in the bag, and then the old man Liang smiled and said.

"Goodbye, Grandpa!"

Liu Xin replied sweetly.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go home!" Liu Qing said to Liu Xin who was beside him, watching Mr. Liang disappear into the alley on the other side of the square with his drawing tools on his back.

"Yeah!" Liu Xin nodded.

Then the father and daughter carried the bags with clothes and pants in them and walked to the parking place on the road ahead.

"Xinxin, did that grandpa Liang draw really nice just now?"

Liu Qing asked as he walked.

"Well..." Liu Xin thought for a while and replied, "I don't know, I think Grandpa Liang is better at drawing than our teacher!"

After all, Liu Xin is only in contact with the classmates and the teacher, and the teacher is the best at painting.

"Hmm!" Liu Qing nodded.

Afterwards, Liu Qing and his daughter came to the parked car and opened the door to get in the car.

at this time.

Inside the mall, Lin Qing came to the gate with little jelly in his arms, looking around for the person who saved his daughter just now.

But seeing this vast stranger, Lin Qing remembered that he didn't know the face of the person who saved his daughter just now.

"Baba!"

The little jelly in her arms saw Liu Qing's back in the distance, but she seemed extremely happy and excited, pointing out.

But Lin Qing didn't notice the abnormality of the little jelly in his arms, but carried her into the mall, ready to ask the mall and retrieve the surveillance video just now. After all, he saved his daughter's life. Lin Qing felt that he had to thank him in person no matter what. Hit that person!

in the car.

"hiss!"

A little worried, Liu Qing took out his mobile phone and searched for Mr. Liang. He found that he didn't know if he didn't read it. When he saw it, he was startled. Mr. Liang was a master of calligraphy and painting, a famous domestic painter, and the tallest painting. It sold for a sky-high price of nearly 20 million. Seeing this, Liu Qing couldn't help but gasp.

"I didn't expect Xinxin's luck to be so good. When I came here to buy clothes, I actually worshipped a great painter as my teacher, haha!"

After reading it, Liu Qing burst out laughing and started the car to go home.

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