Her Royal Highness The Princess From A Thousand Years Ago

Her Royal Highness is getting more and more proficient in using the tablet.

Handwriting input, search engines, watching videos, and replying to WeChat are no longer a question. Plants vs. Zombies is a level that has never been defeated. It is more than several times faster than Shen Yanbing's grandfather.

Finally, on this day, Limingyue received a new smartphone.

She fiddled with the miniature version of the tablet curiously, and Shen Yanbing put a memory card on her, "I will teach you how to make a call."

Li Mingyue quickly memorized her phone number and Shen Yanbing's phone number, and she only needed a few simple pointers to get started immediately.

"It's not as difficult as imagined." Her Royal Highness downloaded the software from the app store without much effort, and logged into the account, as if she couldn't see the appearance of the ancient people.

"You are the one who learns quickly." Shen Yanbing felt relieved, "If there is something urgent in the future, I will make this call when I am not around."

Her Royal Highness nodded, and continued to fiddle with the application software she hadn't touched before.

Unlike modern humans, Li Mingyue is not very dependent on the Internet, and she is the type who will not feel empty and boring at all when she is away from her mobile phone and tablet.

After finishing her lunch earnestly, she took a short rest and then sat at the desk to study again.

The knowledge she has left behind is too much, and she can't wait to break it into two halves every day, for fear that she will be out of place like a modern idiot.

Even though Shen Yanbing has repeatedly emphasized "no rush", this feeling of anxiety cannot be alleviated.

In the afternoon, Shen Yanbing sat cross-legged on the mat in front of the sofa pier, put a laptop on the coffee table, and browsed the latest articles collected in literary journals.

Just when I was feeling bored, I suddenly saw a draft of a historical drama. I clicked in and read it carefully.

She glanced at the author's introduction, then saw the editor's comments behind, and resisted the urge to question the speech.

In the view of Shen Yanbing, an undergraduate from the Department of History, the disregard of the real history in this drama is really unacceptable, but why—it even appeared in this journal.

She glanced at the string of titles behind the author, and was speechless for a moment.

I slid down a few pages with my fingers, and finally went back to read the Wu Zetian drama carefully.

Li Mingyue sits at the desk and reads modern middle school Chinese textbooks, and occasionally uses a small script brush to silently write the ancient Chinese that she has just learned by herself, feeling at ease.

Seeing this, Shen Yanbing couldn't help feeling envious.

The days of the holiday were just like this, and both of them were people who could stand the boredom, and no one would run out without mentioning it.

Everything is developing according to Shen Yanbing's ideal trajectory.

Until one day, Her Royal Highness, who has always been quiet, offered to go mountain climbing.

Shen Yanbing slightly raised his eyebrows: "Do you like Wuhuang Mountain?"

Li Mingyue untied the red scarf repeatedly for the Aries doll, without looking up at her: "Yes."

"Want to see that studio?" Shen Yanbing put down the phone and glanced at her casually, "Do you know how to draw?"

Li Mingyue nodded, then shook her head: "I don't know Western paintings."

She put down the brush with some melancholy. These days, she quietly found a lot of information on the Internet, and realized that Western sketch, watercolor and oil painting are the mainstream of modern academies.

These are not what she is good at.

Shen Yanbing wasn't very worried about this, "Just use your strengths, there is no need to forcefully change your style."

Most of the art students who have passed the modern art examination are good at Western painting.

When her grandfather was teaching at the Academy of Fine Arts, he also felt that the successor of traditional Chinese painting was weak.

Outside, the sky was clear and the sun was scorching. Wuhuang Mountain was not far away, and it took about [-] minutes to walk. Shen Yanbing struggled for a while, but decided to take Li Mingyue out.

Sooner or later, the other party has to learn to be independent, and going to an unfamiliar and safe environment to meet outsiders is the best way.

Trouble is trouble, and Shen Yanbing doesn't want to delay the other party's growth.

The farthest place Li Mingyue went these days was the fresh food supermarket on the first basement floor. She didn't feel how monotonous these days were, she just expressed her joy at being able to see the paintings.

Ever since she came back from meeting He Ye's sketch last time, she has been restraining her interest.

——She knew that Shen Yanbing didn't talk about it, but he was actually a very troublesome person.

"Put on sunscreen." Shen Yanbing called Her Royal Highness to wash her face first, "Remember to use facial cleanser."

"Okay~" Li Mingyue's voice drifted a little at the end, she came to the sink, picked out the so-called facial cleanser, squeezed the bubbles to moisten her face as Shen Yanbing taught her a few days ago, she closed her eyes, her nose was full of fragrance, Follow the position of the faucet to scoop up the running water and sprinkle it on the face, and it will be refreshing in no time.

When she opened her eyes, there were still drops of water on her eyelashes. She took a cleansing towel and brushed it over her face, looking at her more delicate and smooth skin. Seeing the bottles and cans in front of the sink, she felt that the creation of modern people Power is always beyond her imagination.

When she came out, Shen Yanbing had already put on sunscreen and simply put on lipstick, and her overall complexion looked much better.

To be honest, Li Mingyue has never seen the other party seriously dressed up. Shen Yanbing, who is at home, is always as comfortable as possible, not to mention makeup, and even the cleansing that he emphasized just now is often too lazy.

It all depends on the five senses without makeup.

Under the influence of this atmosphere, Her Royal Highness has a great misunderstanding of modern women's makeup needs and photo filters.

And this kind of misunderstanding finally began to crack at the moment he came to the studio.

As soon as Li Mingyue got out of the car and walked to the iron gate of Wuhuangshan Studio, she saw a young girl washing paintbrushes in front of the iron sink—with red hair, heavy makeup, and loli The complicated foreign skirt of the tower.

Li Mingyue's expression was complex, and Shen Yanbing, who was walking behind, chuckled lightly. Li Mingyue's thin lips moved slightly and asked, "Student, is there a person named He Ye here?"

The girl looked at the two of them, and it took two seconds for her to react: "Oh, you said Teacher He, she is in the inner room."

As she said that, she put down the barrel of brushes and paint that was rushing, and opened the iron bars to let the two of them in.

"Teacher He, someone is looking for you—"

The red-haired girl shouted in a low voice. The middle school students sitting on the benches looked up one after another. Li Mingyue also looked around. There were various paintings on three sides of the wall, and there were drawing boards and paint buckets everywhere on the floor. The house has an oddly messy aesthetic.

They didn't wait long, and He Ye, who was still holding a paintbrush, came out from inside. He was surprised and pleasantly surprised to see the person coming, "Hey! I thought you wouldn't come."

After all, she explained a few precautions to the students, and led the two of them into the studio inside.

"This is my teacher's studio, and I'm here as a teaching assistant during the holidays."

"This class is just an interest class. There are not many art students, so it's easy to teach."

As a senior who was admitted to the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, He Ye naturally cast a halo in the eyes of a group of middle school students.

While smiling, she let the two of them see the work she was painting.

——This is a meticulous painting of flowers and birds.

Limingyue stared intently.

Shen Yanbing looked around, saw calligraphy works hanging on the wall, and began to appreciate them carefully.

He Ye noticed and smiled at Yan Yan: "This is the handwriting of my teacher, written during the Spring Festival last year."

Li Mingyue looked up and saw it, and nodded with emotion: "Good word."

After speaking, her eyes fell on another framed ink painting, staring at it for a while, "Is this also drawn by your teacher?"

"Although my teacher often takes sketching and oil painting classes, his favorite is ink painting." He Ye smiled, "It's unlucky for you to come today. The teacher went to a foreign place for a visit and exchange, and he won't be able to return to the studio in a few days."

Shen Yanbing raised her eyebrows invisibly, Li Mingyue seemed disappointed when she heard the words, and asked instead: "What should I call your teacher?"

"The teacher's surname is Liu, the willow of the willow tree."

Li Mingyue wrote it down, glanced at Shen Yanbing, and asked Chi: "How can I study here?"

Shen Yanbing was not surprised when she heard the words. Her Royal Highness the Princess mentioned this matter on the way here, and she was also happy to see that the other party had more contact with reality.

He Ye grinned loudly when he heard the words: "Does Student Li really like these too? Do you have any background? Most of the people here are middle school students. If you want to join, I'm afraid you have to explain it to Teacher Liu first."

Li Mingyue looked at Shen Yanbing who didn't intend to make a sound, and said after a few seconds: "I have taught myself some before, and the techniques may be different from the mainstream."

When He Ye heard that it was Ye Luzi, he felt a little relieved, "Just correct it slowly. Teacher Liu will be back in two days. When the time comes, you can bring some of your own exercises and ask the teacher to give you some pointers. Join the studio. It’s a matter of course.”

"En." Li Mingyue gained confidence, and suddenly remembered, "How do you charge?"

He Ye was taken aback, and laughed: "Ms. Liu's studio only recruits interested or gifted children during the holidays. It's not a tutoring class, just need to prepare the materials fee."

Li Mingyue was a little surprised, and it was a big stone to let go of her heart. She didn't want to trouble Shen Yanbing too much.

but.

"Where are these painted silks sold?"

When Li Mingyue was in Jingchao, she naturally used the best mineral pigments, and never worried about the materials.

She saw the paint boxes at the student's feet just now. They were colorful, and they were quite different from the ones she had been in contact with before.

"For beginners, just choose a big-name foreign brand and use it." He Ye showed her the paint tubes she usually used. "It's convenient for the picture, and it's not much different from the ones used by the teacher."

Shen Yanbing didn't say anything. Her grandfather often exchanged gifts of self-made paints with old friends. The troubles are all troubles, but the effect is indeed not comparable to that of chemical paints.

Li Mingyue looked at her, Shen Yanbing nodded: "I'll go to the bookstore to buy it later."

"24 colors are fine." He Ye pointed to the box he had used for training, "Basically enough."

"it is good."

Li Mingyue also felt that the colors were rich enough, but she was only worried about whether she could be familiar with modern painting methods - calligraphy is what she is best at.

Shen Yanbing stood beside, admiring the framed painting quite comfortably, his eyes suddenly fell on the red seal below.

She took a closer look, and then looked at several calligraphy works next to her. She was slightly surprised, and looked up at He Ye: "The teacher Liu you are talking about is the teacher Liu Yu from the Artists Association?"

He Ye was surprised: "Have you heard of Teacher Liu?"

Shen Yanbing smiled: "I heard it a little bit."

There are many teachers Liu who teach painting, but Liu Yu from the Art Association is the only one who is famous.

The last time Shen Yanbing heard of Liu Yu's name was from his grandfather - he is a rare young painter who prefers traditional ways.

And the painting is quite emotional. She has seen Liu Yu's birthday celebration works sent to grandpa to express her gratitude, and she is very sincere.

Shen Yanbing did not expect that this young artist would run to the foot of Wuhuang Mountain to open such an inconspicuous studio.

She looked at Li Mingyue, and for a moment wanted to sigh with emotion about the arrangement of fate.

The author has something to say: Thanks for reading~

Today I received a column portrait drawn by a friend. I am very moved. I hope you can save the new article by the way (I mentioned it again, sorry may change it.

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