light rain

About an hour and a half later, Finny showed up at Yi Lin's door with the ingredients.

Finny's age is not much older than Yi Lin's, but he entered this industry early and has already worked with several artists. Richard saw that she was doing things properly and dutifully, so he dug her from elsewhere. Girls are most afraid of being quick-witted in this line of work. In this era of exaggeration, dutiful people are almost becoming scarce talents.Fortunately, I found one.

Although Finny is thin and small, it seems that it does not take much effort to carry such a big two big bags, otherwise he would not be able to do a job like an artist assistant that must be on call and hard-working.

"Nick, I have selected 10 of the simplest home-cooked dishes for the recipe. I have printed it out and put it in the folder in my backpack. Can you take a look first?"

While putting the purchased materials into Yi Lin's kitchen, Finny said to Yi Lin who was sitting in the living room.

"I buy a lot of ingredients, and I can cook each dish several times. I bought all the seasonings... Wait! Nick, you don't even have a pot at home?!"

"Yeah! I forgot about that!"

With a pitiful expression, Yi Lin warmly called out to Finny!

"Finny..."

"I understand! I'll go buy it for you right away..."

With that said, Finny had already gone out with the car keys.

Yi Lin began to flip through the recipes that Finny had prepared for him.This is the first time for him to read a recipe, and it feels similar to reading an instruction manual. Finny found the pictures and printed them in color, which are very detailed and clear.It seems that as long as you follow it, you should be fine.No, what Yi Lin thinks in his heart is that as soon as the wok arrives, those dishes can be transformed by themselves...

There was a hypermarket not far from the apartment, and Finny bought the pot soon after.In addition to her, there are two workers in a supermarket.When the staff moved several cardboard boxes into the room one by one, Yi Lin felt that Finny had brought back all the kitchen supplies from the entire supermarket.

In fact, it is basically the case.

Finny bought back all the tools she thought she could use. Anyway, Yi Lin's kitchen is big enough and the cabinets are empty, so it's absolutely no problem to stuff them.Yi Lin still wanted to help tidy up, but it was Finny's turn to feel that he was a cripple getting in the way.Just let him sit on one side and study his recipes.

After Finny folded all the dismantled cartons, Yi Lin limped to the kitchen with the recipe he picked out.

The empty kitchen has been filled with pots and pans, brand new dishes and kitchen utensils, vegetables and meat are placed in the refrigerator by category, and there are all kinds of seasonings, this kitchen suddenly has a more human touch. inside.

Well, it's time to show your talents!

In fact, Yi Lin hasn't even watched cooking a few times.From childhood to adulthood, when he sat at the dining table, the meals had been arranged in an orderly manner.So Yi Lin's impression of cooking is basically that of the chefs in those gourmet shows on TV, handsome and unrestrained.

Of course, he soon knew that was not the case.

Yi Lin injured his left foot, and needed to support his left hand with a cane to maintain his balance.So Yi Lin can move freely only his right hand.If it is not difficult for Yi Lin to play DVDs while leaning on a cane, then even the simplest washing of vegetables seems very inconvenient now.

Finny wanted to help, but was stopped by Nick, who could only watch him fumble around.

"Finny, help me take off the high pedals in the upstairs studio."

When Yi Lin sat on the high pedals he used for painting and finally could move his hands, he was moved by his own wisdom.

Yi Lin finally decided on the menu: shredded green pepper and potato, scrambled egg with tomato, steamed flat fish, and a winter melon soup with short ribs.Three dishes and one soup took a total of two hours and a quarter of an hour to complete from washing the vegetables.

“Eggs were a bit burnt but tasted good because of the tomato sauce.”

"The potatoes in green pepper potato shreds are too big, they are like French fries, some are too raw and some are too ripe."

"The steamed fish is okay, it tastes good when dipped in the soup."

"This pork ribs and winter melon soup is too bland, without any meaty flavor."

This is Finny's evaluation after every dish. Yi Lin also tasted it himself. Probably because he made it himself, Yi Lin felt that it seemed slightly tastier than what Finny said.But Finny has always been pertinent when speaking, and it is estimated that everyone feels the same after eating.

"I've worked hard today, I'll think about it myself, you should go back and rest first," Yi Lin said.

"Call me anytime you need something, remember to watch your feet!" Finny did not forget to ask before leaving.

Yi Lin nodded seriously, and then continued to work hard from cutting vegetables, thinking how to cook a decent meal for the teacher tomorrow!

The next day.

At 55:[-], the doorbell rang on time.

"Morning teacher!" Yi Lin opened the door and said with a smile.

"morning!"

Mineral water was already placed on the table in the study, and there was Coke on Yi Lin's side as yesterday.

To Yi Lin's surprise, Yu Qing didn't sit on the floor today, but sat on the beanbag sofa that she sat on yesterday when she was watching a movie.In fact, this is only a very slight change, but even so, it still makes Yi Lin's heart fluctuate.Yi Lin couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but he knew that he liked it very, very much.

Yu Qing looked at Yi Lin in front of her, leaning on a cane, and standing in front of her with a peachy smile.asked puzzledly:

"why are you laughing?"

"No!" Yi Lin immediately sat down opposite the teacher, pretending to be listening to the class seriously, only then did he realize that the teacher didn't even bring any books with him today.

"Teacher, where is your book?"

"As long as you answer the papers normally, you will definitely pass the make-up exam." Yu Qing said, "Mr. Zhang said that you have some questions about Chinese studies that you want to ask me, so you can ask them whatever you want."

Hearing this, Yi Lin also guessed that the teacher knew about the strangeness of his score, but fortunately, the teacher didn't intend to pursue it.Yi Lin was even more prepared, so he followed Yu Qing's words and said:

"Teacher, I need to write a character "Haiwu Tianshou" in the play. I grew up abroad, and I can't write Chinese very well. Teacher's blackboard writing is very beautiful. Can you teach me how to write these characters?"

"Blackboard writing is different from calligraphy. My writing can only be regarded as average. If you need it in the play, I should ask a professional teacher to teach you. You don't have to worry."

"I want to practice first. I didn't expect to be laughed at. Teacher teach me!" Yi Lin said seriously.

In this world, it is difficult for all teachers to refuse a student who sincerely asks for advice.So under Yi Lin's sincere eyes, Yu Qing had no choice but to agree.

"I have writing brushes or something in my studio, teacher, I will show you around by the way!"

Saying that, Yi Lin limped and led Yu Qing to the second floor. Yi Lin seemed to be walking easily, but Yu Qing was behind him ready to help him at any time.

The 20-year-old boy is already half a head taller than himself.These 1.8 meters are not necessarily able to support them if they fall.Fortunately, it was safe and sound.

Yi Lin's studio is the first room on the left hand side of the stairs. There is a large open-air balcony with a rattan rocking chair.

The floor-to-ceiling glass windows make the whole room look very transparent, and there are many paintings leaning against the wall, some of which have not yet been completed.There is an easel and a high stool in the middle of the room. On the easel is an unfinished watercolor painting with bright colors and chic brushstrokes, in the same youthful style as his age.

A laptop is placed on one side of the corner desk, and a lot of rolled up design drafts are stacked on the other side, a pair of building code rulers, various markers and watercolor pens are scattered all over the table.

Maybe the studios of all design students are too similar, or maybe the memory of those 7 years is too clear.Even just a few similarities will bring back memories that you thought you had forgotten.

The self who used to be in front of the easel, and the person who accompanied him.

'Yu Qing don't move, that's all.I like to see the way you draw. '

'The villas in the western suburbs have been remodeled according to your design.We will live there in the future, everything is your favorite. '

'The company is in a hurry, I have to go first.Happy birthday!I love you! '

'Yu Qing, I'm getting married. '

"What's the matter, teacher?" Yi Lin looked at Yu Qing staring blankly at the easel, and called out.

"It's nothing."

Saying that, Yu Qing left the easel, walked to Yi Lin's workbench, and looked at the newspaper clippings plastered all over the wall.

"These are the works of designers I like."

Seeing Yu Qing's eyes linger on a picture of an English manor for a long time, Yi Lin said:

"Does the teacher like this too? I accidentally saw this building in a magazine and I really like it. Later, I searched for the designer's name and wanted to see his other works, but I couldn't find it."

"The design with all the thought is always different." Yu Qing looked at the signature YT on the photo and said lightly.

"Teacher knows him?" Yi Lin asked.

Yu Qing didn't answer, but turned to Yi Lin and said, "Please write a few words for me first."

"okay!"

As he spoke, Yi Lin tidied up the workbench, took out the Four Treasures of the Study, spread felt cloth, and placed rice paper on it.Seriously began to write the word.

Yu Qing had read Yi Lin's handwriting, but it wasn't ugly.But now writing with a brush is a bit unsatisfactory.Yi Lin probably also knew that the writing was not good, so he smiled at Yu Qing with some embarrassment after finishing writing.

"You just said you wanted to write the words 'Haiwu Tianshou'?" Yu Qing asked.

"Ok!"

"Writing these four characters is usually an inscription to celebrate birthdays. Is it for this purpose?"

Yi Lin nodded quickly.

"What kind of person are you going to play? The characters have different personalities, and the handwriting they write is also different." Yu Qing continued to ask.

"At that time, he was a very unrestrained person." Yi Lin recalled the script and said.

"Let's write in cursive then!"

As he spoke, Yu Qing picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote four words by hand.Then ask:

"Does this suit your character?"

Yi Lin looked at the handwriting written by the teacher, which is called flowing clouds and flowing water, and the pen is like a dragon and a snake.If this level is average, then my handwriting is almost written with my feet!

"It's very suitable! If I can write these four words directly when I'm filming, it will definitely dazzle the set!"

Yi Lin had already imagined the scene at that time, and felt that he was simply too handsome.Yu Qing ignored his rich facial expressions and continued:

"There are two kinds of postings: death-adventure and living-adventure. Death-adventure is to focus on one character and practice until it looks like it. Huolin is to write a line or a paragraph. Death-adventure is more boring, but the effect is faster. You can write four Words, just die."

Saying that, Yu Qing handed the brush to Yi Lin.

"Write it."

Yi Lin took the brush and began to draw a post like a gourd.A "sea" character was quickly written, but it was obviously far from what the teacher wrote. Yi Lin himself was dissatisfied with it, so he quickly wrote another one.Just like that, after a while, Yu Qing's word "Hai" was written all over, but none of them were decent.

Until Yi Lin really lost his patience and turned to look at the teacher.Yu Qing turned her eyes away from the table, looked at Yi Lin and asked:

"What do you think is wrong with what you wrote?"

Yi Lin frowned and thought about it for a while, and then said one word: "Ugly!"

Yu Qing obviously didn't expect him to say anything insightful, so she said:

"The so-called temporary post, you must pay attention to the position of each stroke. The most important thing is the structure of the word. So every time you finish writing a word, you have to compare it repeatedly to see if it is not the same, and the position is wrong. Pay attention to the next word. Otherwise, if you write according to your own ideas, you will still get the same words a thousand times.”

Yu Qing picked up the pen and wrote four more characters separately.According to what the teacher said this time, Yi Lin only wrote after careful consideration. After writing a few words, there was indeed some meaning.

At this time, Yu Qing said from the side.

"When writing with your wrists hanging, your breath should be steady. Take a breath first, and then write when you breathe out steadily."

"Don't hesitate to put pen to paper, ink dots will be left after a pause, destroying the integrity of the words. Every word must be completed in one go."

Yi Lin continued with a brush, while Yu Qing said very little.Only when he has made substantial progress, will he occasionally give a few concise pointers.

In the final analysis, writing is a matter of practicing on your own.Except for a little mention, it doesn't really help.

Fortunately, people who can draw usually learn calligraphy quickly, especially in the case of copying.Because people who learn to draw have a better grasp of structure than ordinary people, so Yi Lin has a good look after writing for an hour or two.Although it is still a bit blunt, there is no need to worry about embarrassment.

The phone's alarm rang, and Yi Lin quickly put down his pen.He smiled at Yu Qing and said:

"Teacher, sit here for a while, I'll cook."

"Cooking?" Yu Qing was very surprised.

"En! Teacher, take a rest. The rocking chair on the balcony is very comfortable, you can lie down for a while. I'll call you when it's done!" Saying this, Yi Lin leaned on a cane and prepared to go downstairs.

"Your feet are inconvenient, do you want me to help you?" Yu Qing asked a little worriedly.

"No, no." Yi Lin quickly shook his hand.

"Be careful." Seeing that he was so persistent, Yu Qing couldn't force it.

"Ok!"