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At ten o'clock in the morning, Wen Ling opened the glass door of the grocery store, and Wen Ruixue moved a ponytail and sat at the door, watching the passers-by in a daze.The small shop is called "Zangbao Pavilion", located in a small western-style building on Wudao Avenue, Heping District, Tianjin. Such a strange storefront stands in the middle of a whole street of western food, private dishes and cafes whose names cannot be read. , It doesn't look abrupt, but it has a bit of mystery.

Xiaoyang Building has three floors. The first floor is the main business area of ​​Treasure Pavilion, which houses the rare collections Wen Deze and Shi Rong collected from all over the world. The second floor is the studio and rest area, and the third floor is the warehouse, which is rarely visited by people.The property rights of the entire building belonged to Wen Ling's grandfather. The old man was from Tianjin. He ran water transport when he was young. He was a rich man. After retirement, his legs and feet were bad. He left the small foreign building to his children and grandchildren, and he moved into the elevator room to enjoy his old age.

Wen Ruixue was sitting idle and bored, so she ran to the fruit shop across the road to buy a few peaches, carried them back in a plastic bag, stepped into the shop, Wen Ling was not on the first floor.She ran up to the second floor. The sink in the studio was full of water. Wen Ling was washing with a pile of brushes in both hands. He pressed the drain valve, and the dirty water gushed away.Wen Ling wiped off the pen and palette, turned her head to look at Wen Ruixue, and raised her eyebrows suspiciously.

"Do you want peaches? They're so sweet." Wen Ruixue lifted up the plastic bag and shook the peaches inside.

Wen Ling shook her head,

"Okay." Wen Ruixue put the peaches on the countertop next to the sink, her gaze stayed on Wen Ling's cleaned painting materials, and asked, "What are you painting today?"

[Teach friends to draw. 】Wen Ling moved the painting materials to the table, scratched his head in distress, and gestured 【He has never learned how to draw, so he doesn't know how to teach it. 】

"How do you learn to draw by yourself, you teach it like this." Wen Ruixue said.

Wen Ling was silent for a while, and gestured [No one taught me, I thought of it myself. 】

"..." Wen Ruixue selectively ignored his brother's Versailles speech, and said, "It doesn't matter what you teach, anyway, it's only 100 yuan."

Although the price was cheap, but the student was Ke Yici, Wen Ling didn't want his good friend to feel that he was too unqualified.He spread out a piece of A4 paper, picked up a pencil and drew on it a few times, a magpie standing on a branch jumped on the paper, and Wen Ruixue exclaimed: "Wow..."

Wen Ling put down the pencil and asked Wen Ruixue [This is very simple, do you think he can learn it? 】

Wen Ruixue said hesitantly, "I think it's too much."

Wen Ling fell silent.

There was a knock on the door of the small shop downstairs, Wen Ruixue ran downstairs and opened the door, Ke Yici smiled and waved: "Good morning, is your brother there?"

"He's upstairs in the studio." Wen Ruixue turned her body to let Ke Yici walk in, and she asked, "Have you ever learned to paint?"

"No." Ke Yici said honestly, "But your brother can teach me, he is a genius."

Wen Ruixue didn't comment on this point. She said to Ke Yici: "You go up the stairs here, and I won't bother you. I'll look after the store."

Ke Yi couldn't ask for it, he nodded: "Okay, thank you." He ran upstairs in three steps and two steps, and saw Wen Ling sitting at the table, writing and drawing with his left hand on his cheek, and he said: "Xiaoyu!"

Wen Ling raised his head, his almond eyes looked a little distressed, and he set up the tablet on his left.Ke Yici walked up to him and choked when he saw clearly what was playing on the tablet. Wen Ling was watching a beginner's drawing tutorial.

"You read the tutorial on the tablet, and then teach me?" Ke Yici suppressed his smile, "Then why don't I just watch the tablet?"

Wen Ling snapped down the tablet and gestured to Ke Yici [because I teach better than him. 】His eyes were shining, and he seemed to have different opinions on the tutorial. He handed the pencil to Ke Yici, pointed to the round stool, and Ke Yici sat down according to his instructions.

Wen Ling put the A4 paper under Ke Yici's nose, waved a pencil to arrange the lines neatly, and tapped on the table, Ke Yici followed his movements to arrange the lines.Wen Ling is very talented, with steady and fast hands, but Ke Yici is not so agile. His lines are twisted, thick and thin, and the distance is uneven.Wen Ling tried to teach him several times, and Ke Yici personally proved to him what it means to be a child can't be taught.

Too impatient to eat hot tofu, Wen Ling took a deep breath, slowed down, and patiently taught Ke Yici the basic skills step by step.However, Ke Yici was really not good at teaching. After teaching for an hour, there was no progress. Wen Ling frowned and stared at the crooked lines in Ke Yici's pen. Ke Yici held the pencil guiltily and carefully checked Wen Ling's face.

【rest for a bit. 】Wen Ling grabbed Ke Yici's draft paper, sat down angrily and fiddled with the tablet, looking for reliable elementary tutorials.

Ke Yici said awkwardly, "Am I too stupid?"

Wen Ling shook his head, and he gestured [It's because I didn't teach well. ] Fortunately, he has a gentle temper and full of patience. After looking for a few tutorials, he decided to start from the perspective of stick figures and teach Ke Yici how to draw stick figures.

Wen Ruixue went upstairs to check the progress, and she asked, "How is it going?"

Ke Yici said: "The situation is not very good."

Wen Ling picked up a peach and stuffed it to Ke Yici, and gestured [You eat, I will think about what to do. 】

"Everything is difficult at the beginning." Wen Ruixue comforted Ke Yici, she looked at Wen Ling, "The sun is so hot outside, it's so hot, do you want ice cream?"

Wen Ling was not in the mood to eat. He waved his hand and pointed to Ke Yici. Ke Yici said, "I don't want to eat either. Thank you Xiaoxue."

"Okay, go ahead, I'm going downstairs." Wen Ruixue left the second floor, Ke Yici peeled off the peach, took a bite, the juice flowed down his wrist, Wen Ling handed him a napkin.

The problem lies in the sense of accomplishment. For beginners, they don’t need much professional skills and deep knowledge. To complete a painting quickly, building confidence is the key.Wen Ling turned off the tablet, moved the bench and sat next to Ke Yici, drew a stickman with akimbo on the paper, tapped on the table, and signaled Ke Yici to imitate the drawing.

Ke Yici raised his eyebrows and quickly drew the exact same stick figure.

Wen Ling drew another kicking villain, and Ke Yici followed suit. ,

Then, the villains playing Tai Chi, dancing ballet, playing the piano, playing the slingshot, making snowmen...the villains were all covered with white paper, Ke Yici raised the corners of his lips, He drew a villain lying by the window, with three hairs on the round head of the villain, looking out the window with relish with his feet raised and his cheeks propped up.

Wen Ling gestured encouragingly [It's so cute. 】

Ke Yici was praised and asked happily: "Teacher, I want to draw a tiger."

Wen Ling drew a cartoon tiger casually, with a round head, round ears and round eyes, and a king character on top of the head.Ke Yici copied Wen Ling's painting, re-engraved a little tiger in a decent way, and wrote "嗤呜" next to the little tiger's head.

The two-hour drawing class passed by in a flash, and the tablet computer rang an alarm.Ke Yi put down his pencil without saying a word, picked up the draft with two A4 sheets and planned to throw it away.

Wen Ling blocked Ke Yici's movement. He opened the plastic folder, marked the date and order on the two draft papers, put them in the folder, labeled them and put them in the bookcase next to the window.

Ke Yici followed Wen Ling's footsteps and walked to the bookcase, looking around, there were rows of red, blue, yellow and green folders in the bookcase, with dates marked on the side of the folders, and he asked: "Are these all your practice drafts? "

Wen Ling nodded.

Ke Yici asked, "Can I open it and have a look?"

Wen Ling nodded.

Ke Yici bent down and squatted down, took out the folder with the earliest date in the last row of the cabinet, and read: "In the summer of 2010, you should be... eight years old at this time?" He sat cross-legged on the ground, opened the folder, There are a stack of paintings neatly stacked inside, the brush strokes are immature, the picture is full of childlike innocence, and the subject is a magpie.Turning to the next few pages, magpies in various poses come to life, and Ke Yici can almost imagine the cute appearance of young Wen Ling standing under the tree and looking up at the magpies.

In addition to magpies, there are gray turtledoves, sparrows and hoopoe. Ke Yici said: "If you like drawing birds so much, maybe you can be an ornithologist."

[There are others, not just birds. 】Wen Ling gestured, he pulled out a folder marked "Summer 2014", and opened it to a landscape painting. Ke Yici immediately recognized the painting as the Sky Tower.Turning over a few more pictures, the style of painting gradually becomes humorous, the snoring fishing man, the grocery shopping lady who can't squeeze into the bus, the corgi dog who tripped over a frisbee and fell on his face, and the balloon accidentally flew into the sky and stood on the street wowing big Crying little kindergarten girl.

Ke Yici watched with joy, and said, "I'm going to read all your drafts this summer."

Wen Ling blinked briskly: "Okay." It should be a relaxed mood, with a long ending, which sounds sweet and soft, like fluffy cotton candy.