think mighty

Xu Shaoqing glanced at him, "Has Mr. He eaten?"

"Ate."

"That's fine."

He Yuxiu was stunned for a moment, then saw that Xu Shaoqing was carrying many things in his hand, and said: "Xiao Chen sent some, give some to Mr. He, they are all small gadgets, eat and play after dinner."

He Yuxiu knew how to cook some food, but she was too lazy to use the fire, so she went out to eat every time, and there were not many dishes at home. Xu Shaoqing heard the sound and went home to get some.

There are a lot of dried fruits and paper-wrapped candies in the glass dish, as well as some odds and ends of food, which are things that ordinary people will not hate.

Seeing that the candies were beautifully wrapped, He Yuxiu unwrapped one after another and put them in his mouth, the sweet taste filled his mouth immediately.

He is sweet, but he never tells anyone.

Xu Shaoqing walked around his house and found that his house was very clean.

He Yuxiu was eating candy, and seeing this Young Master Xu who was looking around at his home but still lingering, thought to himself that this person didn't seem to be just here to deliver snacks.

Sure enough, after he had finished eating a few candies, he heard the young master Xu asking softly: "Is what Mr. He said last time still counting?"

He Yuxiu was stunned, took a sip of water, flushed the sweetness from his mouth, and asked, "But what does Young Master Xu want to bring?"

Xu Shaoqing said: "There are indeed some."

"Just say it."

With candy in He Yuxiu's mouth, he just regarded it as an ordinary object. Who would have thought that it would be thunder in sunny days and snow in summer.

The young master of the Xu family wants to paint.

He Yuxiu almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

"What, buy a brush?"

He looked at Xu Shaoqing's serious face, and shook his head, "Master Xu, stop joking."

"Why, Mr. He said it's okay to run an errand for me. Was it a joke?"

He Yuxiu quickly waved her hands, "Of course not."

"That's because I'm not talented enough to learn painting?"

"Not at all."

"why?"

He Yuxiu was speechless, just nodded and said, "Okay, I'll just buy it for you when I go out later."

Xu Shaoqing kept staring at him.

He Yuxiu suddenly felt ominous.

"Mr. He told me to help you lift the picture frame last time..."

"Just kidding, just kidding, don't take it seriously." He Yuxiu waved his hand.

"Then Mr. He, is there a student who can carry a picture frame?"

He Yuxiu was stunned.

student…

Seeing his expression, Xu Shaoqing touched his wound very appropriately, leaned on the back of the chair, and frowned slightly.

The "no need" came to his lips and swallowed it back.

He Yuxiu changed the subject and asked: "Young Master Xu, who studied abroad, used to like oil painting. Although I am a painter, I paint traditional Chinese painting. I don't know why Young Master Xu suddenly wants to learn this?"

He said it very euphemistically. Ever since Chen Tang walked Maqiao, He Yuxiu, who always looked up at people with her head up, always felt that she was shorter than Xu Shaoqing every time she looked at Xu Shaoqing.

If you don't talk about people, the debt of favor is the most difficult to repay.

Xu Shaoqing glanced at him, laid his hands on his knees, sat on the sofa and looked at him.

"It will be my father's birthday in a few months. As you know, he likes to draw a picture. I just thought about whether I should draw a picture and give it to him."

"So that's how it is..." He Yuxiu was stunned for a while, but he didn't expect him to have such an excuse, and the look in Xu Shaoqing's eyes couldn't help but be a little complicated.

"In this case, it doesn't matter if I teach you."

The corner of Xu Shaoqing's lips curled up, "Thank you, Mr. He."

He Yuxiu waved his hand and joked, "Don't, this is so inferior. Your father called me teacher, and you call me teacher too."

Xu Shaoqing smiled, He Yuxiu looked at his smile, but he was not very comfortable, he just peeled off the candy paper, a candy fell into his mouth, he looked at the silk in his study, it was almost done , clapped his hands, turned his head to Xu Shaoqing and said: "Well, you can use mine first. Anyway, I have a lot of things, and you don't have any foundation for painting. Why don't you copy a fine-painted figure and give it to the president. Once you copy it, you will be right." It's a little easier for you, but it took a lot of work to come here, and it can be seen that you put your heart into it."

Xu Shaoqing nodded and said, "Okay."

He Yuxiu found a woolen brush to paint the background color, while Xu Shaoqing watched from the side, staring at his hand fascinated.

He Yuxiu said: "My silk is already stretched. If you want to paint in the future, the silk must be stretched tightly, otherwise it will wrinkle."

"Ah."

"This base color has to be applied several times. It feels dark when it is wet, and it will be much lighter after it dries. It needs to be applied several times."

"Ah."

"After the ground color is finished, the raw silk should be made into mature silk."

"Do you know the difference between raw silk and cooked silk?"

Xu Shaoqing in the back stopped talking, He Yuxiu waited for a while, but didn't hear him reply, looked back, and saw him staring at her for an unknown how long.

He Yuxiu was taken aback.

Xu Shaoqing came back to his senses and asked, "Sorry, I was distracted just now, what did you just say?"

He Yuxiu gave him a dissatisfied look, "I said, do you know the difference between raw silk and cooked silk?"

Xu Shaoqing shook his head honestly.

He Yuxiu then explained to him what is raw silk and what is cooked silk.

Xu Shaoqing was stunned for a while, and said: "It's really like a mountain is separated."

He Yuxiu has never taught such a person who has no foundation to draw. Looking at him, he felt that he saw a big piece of white paper. He really didn't know how to play with him. He just poured all his knowledge of calligraphy and painting into this person. Xu Shaoqing.

It's just that after he finished speaking, Xu Shaoqing was stunned for a long time and didn't make a sound.

He paused, and asked hesitantly, "Did I talk too much?"

When he said this, his eyes were innocent, and the paint stained the back of his hand, leaving some light brown traces.

Xu Shaoqing was stunned for a moment, then coughed lightly twice: "It's okay."

He Yuxiu then nodded, "That's good."

He turned his head and applied another background color.

Xu Shaoqing's eyes were not on the silk, he glanced at the trace of light tea on the back of his hand, and then stared at the white skin exposed on the back of his neck. He always felt a little bored after staying indoors for a long time, and in addition to the There is a smell of paper, ink and wood.

Xu Shaoqing felt like he was going to sweat.

"Is it always like this when Mr. He paints?" He asked softly.

He Yuxiu didn't look back, and asked while looking at the background color: "What kind?"

Xu Shaoqing stopped talking.

He Yuxiu looked back at him.

Xu Shaoqing hastily withdrew his gaze from him. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the silk, and changed the subject, "Mr. He, the paint is about to flow down."

He Yuxiu hurriedly turned her head back.

In the afternoon, the base color hadn't been done yet. Seeing that it was getting late, He Yuxiu drove away Xu Shaoqing and told him to come back tomorrow.

The young master of the Xu family was very obedient at this time, he had just had breakfast the next morning, and before eight o'clock in the morning, the young master of the Xu family came again.

He Yuxiu didn't expect him to come so early, and glanced at him, "Here we come."

Xu Shaoqing nodded and entered the room.

The two drank a cup of tea and entered the study.

He Yuxiu took the glue water she hadn't used up before, and brought it to the side of the silk.

Xu Shaoqing glanced at the contents in the porcelain bowl and asked, "What is this?"

He Yuxiu reached out and stirred the glue water, and said: "The glue water, the glue water on the raw silk is to prevent the ink from running out."

Xu Shaoqing heard him talk a lot about what the glue is, then He Yuxiu found a brush and started to paint the glue.

Xu Shaoqing looked behind him and asked, "How long has Mr. He been studying painting?"

He Yuxiu replied without turning her head: "I have been painting since I touched a brush, and it has been more than twenty years."

Xu Shaoqing was startled by this number, he scanned the calligraphy and paintings in He Yuxiu's study one after another, and his eyes fell on him again.

"Will you get tired after drawing for a long time?"

It was the first time for He Yuxiu to hear someone ask him such a question, as if amused by the question, she bent her eyes and asked him back.

"Are you tired after being in love for a long time?"

Xu Shaoqing was choked up. It was the first time he heard someone comparing painting to falling in love. If he wanted to be someone else, he might find it ridiculous, but from He Yuxiu's mouth, I don't know why...

He paused, and said in a low voice, "That depends on who you talk to."

He Yuxiu looked back at him when he heard the sound, and always felt a little strange hearing his tone.But he didn't intend to get involved in these love affairs with him, so he just laughed and didn't answer any more, just as the glue was about to run out, he opened his mouth and said, "Let me teach you how to make glue. "

Xu Shaoqing nodded, "OK."

"First prepare the gelatin and alum. The ratio is more gelatin and less alum. Generally speaking, six glues and four alums are suitable in summer, eight glues and two alums in autumn, and seven glues and three alums in winter..."

As He Yuxiu said, he demonstrated to him at the same time, "Add water, rinse, then stir well, and wait for it to melt."

Xu Shaoqing watched him do it very skillfully, waited for the water to cool down, and when he stopped, he went to the living room to get two pieces of candy to eat, and gave Xu Shaoqing another piece.

Xu Shaoqing looked at the candy in his palm, peeled off a piece and put it in his mouth, the tip of his tongue was full of sweet and greasy taste, he frowned, seeing that He Yuxiu was eating happily, he didn't speak.

After a while, He Yuxiu said, "The tune is ready."

Xu Shaoqing went over to take a look, but it was nothing more than a bowl of water that looked very plain, and he asked, "Is this all right?"

He Yuxiu nodded.

Xu Shaoqing frowned and asked, "How do you know if it's good or not?"

He Yuxiu paused, and handed the porcelain bowl to him: "Try it with your hands to see if it's sticky, or taste it with the tip of your tongue, if it's a bit astringent, it means it's good."

Xu Shaoqing was stunned, "Is this possible to enter?"

Seeing his expression, He Yuxiu chuckled lightly: "I told you to taste it with the tip of your tongue, it's not like I told you to drink him."

Xu Shaoqing still hesitated.

He Yuxiu then dipped a little bit with his fingertips, first tried to see if it was sticky, and then licked it with the tip of his tongue.

Xu Shaoqing stared at his lips, watching the little rosy tip of his tongue come out and go in again.

He Yuxiu put down the porcelain bowl and said, "It's done."

Xu Shaoqing felt his heart beating a little faster, he looked away in embarrassment, looked at his silk, and forced himself to be calm: "Do you want to do it again?"

He Yuxiu nodded and said, "Let's brush it vertically again."

He picked up the porcelain bowl and handed it to Xu Shaoqing, saying, "You come this time."

So Xu Shaoqing took the porcelain bowl, put the wooden frame on the chair, sat aside, and brushed the glue and alum water little by little.

It was not a very tiring process, he brushed again and again.

Suddenly, an arm came over Xu Shaoqing's left shoulder, "Hey..." A very shallow breathing sound entered Xu Shaoqing's ear, He Yuxiu pointed to a certain spot on the silk and said, "This place is missing."

Xu Shaoqing couldn't help turning his head back.

So close.

The porcelain bowl in his hand almost fell to the ground.

He Yuxiu didn't expect him to turn around suddenly, and the sudden enlargement of his face made him freeze in place.