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Earth.

Xiangshan listens to the rain.

Su Qing stood in front of the desk, calmly concentrating, closing her eyes and thinking.

The next moment, he opened his eyes, picked up the ink-stained brush, and began to splash the ink.

Su Qing, who is immersed in painting, has no distractions, her breath is calm, and her whole body exudes a special appeal.

Every move has a master-like aura, which makes people hold their breath and watch with attention.

As he sketched, a masterpiece gradually appeared on the paper.

"As long as you follow what I teach, you will definitely have a place in the world of calligraphy and painting in the future."

"If I can learn one ten thousandth of your level from Brother Qing, plus I can speak eloquently, I believe I will be no worse than my dad in the future."

After putting away the painting, Su Qing planned to go to the calligraphy and painting shop to frame the painting when she had time.

"But today, Brother Qing, your paintings made me realize the charm of art for the first time. I seemed to see a young female assassin, risking the execution of nine tribesmen, going deep into the palace to assassinate the emperor. This kind of 'Thousands of people' The aura of "thousands of people are going to leave" deeply affected my body and mind."

Su Qing touched her chin to hide the shock in her heart.

Fortunately, Su Qing was no longer Wu Xia Amon. He took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.

When it came to cooking skills in the future, Su Zichen's attitude became serious.

He didn't know if what this kid said was right, but it seemed to make sense.

"I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"Hey, of course. Brother Qing, don't look at me because I'm young. I know a lot."

After the transformation, Xu Huaping was so generous!

"Sister, a ton of gold, this is too scary."

If he had been so shrewd back then, he wouldn't have gotten so bad that he was almost sold as a piglet.

"What you said makes some sense."

On the way to Jiangnan, Xu Huaping thought for a while and said.

Today I saw Su Qing painting with his own eyes, and he was deeply impressed by his master-like temperament.

I come here to study for an hour at noon every day on weekdays, and study all day on weekends.

After Su Qing returned from the Northeast, the little kid Su Zichen resumed his painting lessons.

"Okay, I have a batch of food and some magical props in my hand. I will send them to you first."

His task is to teach this boy how to draw, but it is better to leave it to Uncle Xiao Long to teach him how to be a good person.

There is a lot of flattery, and you will definitely be able to get along well when you grow up.

"With such a superb level, I feel that even the world's painting masters cannot match it. They are not worthy of carrying your shoes, Brother Qing."

Unexpectedly, there is someone more powerful than him, and his shot is a ton of gold.

"I am still on my way to Jiangnan. I only have eighteen people under my command. When I get there, I will recruit more troops."

The first two times, Xie Yuanshan sold ten kilograms of gold, worth more than four million.

At this moment, a mission message popped up, and Su Qing replied immediately.

"Yes, yes, today is an eye-opener for me and I have seen a real master of painting."

Su Qing happened to watch Xu Huaping's live broadcast and had the idea of ​​painting for her.

The artistic conception of this painting is so strong, even though Su Zichen is only eleven years old and does not understand art, he is just a layman in painting.

Xu Huaping's private chat message popped up, and he also sent a red envelope.

Standing in front of the desk, Su Zichen seemed to feel that a female assassin braved the awe-inspiring murderous intention of thousands of troops to break into the palace and capture the emperor alive in order to rebel against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. The aura of looking down on the world scared him so much that he did not dare to speak out. .

In front of the splendid Qianqing Palace, Xu Huaping, dressed in palace attire, held Kang Mazi's braid in his hand and faced thousands of troops proudly.

"That's 457 million?"

Su Zichen said proudly: "My dad is a stubborn person who doesn't know how to adapt and flatter. He has taught all his life and has yet to become a teaching director."

Su Qing waved her hand, feeling quite satisfied. If you know how to speak, just speak more.

One thousand kilograms of gold.

"Hold the grass, a ton of gold?"

But just by taking a glance at it, he felt the indomitable momentum in the painting that said, "Although there are thousands of people, I will go there." It made him experience the charm of art for the first time and truly understand his cousin's superb painting skills. , was deeply impressed.

Su Qing was shocked on the spot and quickly picked up her cell phone to do some calculations.

"I found that learning painting from Brother Qing was the smartest decision in my life."

His mouth opened wide, it felt like a dream.

‘Stab clear picture’!

When Su Qing wrote the name of the painting and stamped it with his seal, Su Zichen looked at him with shock and admiration, and said with eyes full of little stars:

"Brother Qing, I know nothing about art. Even if the world's famous works are placed in front of me, I can't appreciate them."

"I'm short of food and weapons. How about buying some for me, little brother."

Seeing that the ink on the painting had dried, Su Qing carefully put it away and waved Su Zichen to get out.

Su Zichen reluctantly took one last look at the painting before leaving Su Qing's house.

After getting to know this kid, I realized that he was not as well-behaved and naughty as when we first met him.

"Go, go, go, I didn't learn anything else, I learned very well by flattering."

"Whatever you want and how much you want, I will buy it for you."

"However, tall buildings are rising from the ground. If you want to learn painting well, you can't be lazy."

Today's gold price is 457 yuan/gram, and one thousand kilograms is one million grams.

Su Qing glared at him and scolded: "How about it, have you seen it?"

"I see that your boy has been resistant during this period and is unwilling to practice the basics of painting, so I let you have a look."

So, he told Su Zichen that he would not teach the basics of painting today and let this kid watch him paint.

But then again, this kid really doesn't look like an eleven-year-old.

"So, I have to learn from his lessons and work hard to learn how to adapt."

“Drawing cannot be learned overnight, it requires practice and accumulation over many years.”

It's a beautiful name, let this kid see the charm of art.

At this time.

"Okay, Brother Qing, I'll leave first, bye."

"My studies are average, and it's difficult to get into college. It's impossible to expect to study."

"I must study hard and work hard to become a painting master like Brother Qing when I grow up."

The eleven-year-old kid spoke so eloquently that it really shocked Su Qing.

Su Qing thought that this was the God of Wealth.

"Okay, it's getting late. You go to school first and come back tomorrow."

Today is a working day. At one o'clock in the afternoon, he came over after lunch.

Su Zichen felt sincere admiration and admiration in his heart, and was flooded with flattery.

"With the great kindness that little brother has shown me, even a thousand tons or ten thousand tons of gold is nothing. Little brother, just accept it with peace of mind."

"No, even if you only have one ten thousandth of your skill, Brother Qing, it will be enough for me to last a lifetime."

"Yeah, I understand, I listen to Brother Qing."

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