The cool life of sand sculpture

practice to death

Regarding the fact that she looks like a child in Master's eyes, so she can't drink Coke...

So Shi Cha and Wen Luo honestly drank orange juice together.

But not long after drinking, Su Wen in the kitchen shouted: "The dish is ready! Serve the dish!"

So Shicha and Ji Xiao, who were sitting in the living room, went into the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

Wen Luo also followed to help.

But because Shicha and the others were faster, Wen Luo finally helped to pick up the chopsticks.

"Wow, it's so rich!" Shicha sat at the dining table and looked at the dishes on this table, and couldn't help but gave Su Wen a thumbs up, "You're amazing, Master!"

Su Wen was already used to addressing Shicha, so he didn't show any embarrassment at all.

"It's just so-so." Su Wen waved his hand, "It's just six dishes and one soup."

Very Versailles.

Anyway, if time tea comes, she probably...can boil water?

Wen Luo on the side felt that he couldn't be so quiet, he had to take the initiative.

So he ate a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and praised: "Master's craftsmanship is really good!"

Time tea:? ?

Ji Xiao:? !

Su Wen:! ?

What?

"You, what are you calling me?" Su Wen's expression at this moment was three points of surprise, three points of bewilderment, three points of bewilderment, and one point of panic.

It is a living statistical graph.

On the other hand, Wen Luo didn't feel that there was any problem with his title at all. Hearing Su Wen's question, Wen Luo replied calmly: "Master."

Su Wen: "..."

What the hell is this called?

Shicha and Ji Xiao next to him also looked shocked.

"Ahem, little Luoluo, it's your fault, why are you still barking?"

Shi Cha saw the appearance of his master and father being struck by lightning, so he coughed lightly and spoke in a serious manner.

After all, she is Wen Luo's teacher now.

"Ah?" Wen Luo looked at Shi Cha in a little bewilderment, "This...but what is Shigong's husband called Shigong?"

Shicha: "..."

It also makes sense.

But it feels weird.

"Ahem, you can call me Master." Su Wen said with a light cough.

Teacher or something, it's really weird!

Even more shocking than Shi Cha's original "Master"!

"Master?" Wen Luo tilted his head, then scratched his head, "It feels weird..."

Su Wen: "..."

Doesn't it sound more strange to the master?

But this was just an episode at the dinner table. After correcting the address, Shi Cha and Ji Xiao discussed Wen Luo's painting training.

Shicha sent Wen Luo's works to Ji Xiao the day before, and described Wen Luo's "talent" in painting in detail.

"Well, the basics are poor." Ji Xiao said while eating, "Then practice more, until you have muscle memory, you can always improve."

Wen Luo, who ate silently, frowned.

Train to have muscle memory... how long does it take?

But he managed to get Shi Cha to agree to teach him how to draw, so there is no way he would give up!

"I think so too." Shi Cha nodded in agreement, "As for the basic exercises, can he practice what I have practiced before?"

Ji Xiao shook his head: "I don't think it's good. His foundation is too weak, and your practice can't be applied to him."

Wen Luo: "..."

It's all the basics, why is it still divided into high and low?

"That's right." Shi Cha nodded, "Then let's start with the most basic line practice. Well, teacher, how about asking him to practice ten pages of line control every day?"

Ten-page pen?

Wen Luo thought for a while, um, it seems acceptable.

"Well, it's better to be less at the beginning." Ji Xiao said, then stretched out his hand and patted Su Wen's arm helplessly, then leaned into Su Wen's ear and whispered, "It's time to eat, don't touch your hands."

And there are children.

Su Wen blinked, with an innocent face: "I didn't move my hands or feet, I only moved my feet."

Ji Xiao: "..."

What about playing word games with him?

Sitting across from him, Shi Cha secretly poked at the sugar, trying to restrain the corners of his mouth.

And Wen Luo, who was sitting next to Shicha, felt like he was blinded - he's just a child, hey!

Fortunately, Ji Xiao quickly returned to the topic with Shi Cha, and began to plan Wen Luo's devil practice with each other.

"Except for basic practice and control of the pen, other aspects cannot be left behind."

"Well, color is his strong point, so he needs to practice more."

"How much practice is appropriate, teacher?"

"Well, start with less, let's start with ten sheets of paper."

Wen Luo: "..."

You call this less?

But since he chose Shicha, he will not give up!

A very passionate BGM has already sounded in Wen Luo's mind - he is cheering himself up.

After the meal was over, Shi Cha and Ji Xiao also chatted a lot, and they both had ideas on how to make a drawing practice plan for Wen Luo.

After eating, Shicha and Wen Luo sat in the living room for a while, the four of them watched TV together for a while, chatted for a while, and then left Ji Xiao and Su Wen's house.

It was already dark when we left, and it was Shi Cha who drove Wen Luo when he came, so it was Shi Cha who drove Wen Luo back when he left.

Wen Luo's house is not too far from Shi Cha's house, which is normal, they are all from the same urban area, and everyone's family is quite rich, so the place where they live is naturally more prosperous.

Of course, this is only where Wen Luo lived, not the old Wen family house.

Wen Luo is actually not from this city, but he went to school here, so he lives here - by the way, although Wen Luo is only 11 years old, he is already in high school.

He was skipping school, and because there were too many things to learn, and what he learned in school was far from meeting his needs, he applied to the school for day study, so he didn't need to go to school every day.

"Okay, I won't send you in. I'll send it to you when the practice plan comes out." Shi Cha parked the car outside Wen Luo's house and said to Wen Luo.

Wen Luo nodded, then waved towards Shi Cha.

Five days later, Wen Luo received a painting practice plan from Shi Cha.

Then Wen Luo became numb.

"10 sheets of paper for pen control and line practice, 10 sheets of paper for color practice drawing, 5 sheets of paper for copying..."

Looking at his future practice plan, Wen Luo almost fainted.

God, is this serious?

"Seriously." To Wen Luo's unbelievable question, Shi Cha nodded very calmly, "Didn't I say that your foundation is too weak, so you need to practice more."

To put it another way in a crude way—if you don't practice to death, practice to death!

Wen Luo: "Okay..."

Then, practice to death!