Master Cao painted very slowly, and Gu Yundong got a little impatient with waiting, and walked in with his son at the door for a while, before he finished painting the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table as a reference.
Probably because I am not used to this kind of painting, so the portrait is still very close to the appearance of ink painting.
After reading it, Gu Yundong didn't know where to start giving instructions.
Sure enough, there is still a gap between the masters of the county school in Jingping County and the masters of Tianhai Academy.
She thought for a while, put her son on the ground, and asked him to hold on to the stool, "Chi Chi, you stand here, can mother draw a picture for you?"
Chichi has been painted by Gu Yundong many times, from childhood to adulthood, every month.
Now his portraits have accumulated a thick stack, and they are placed in Gu Yundong's space.
So when I heard that I was going to make a portrait of myself, the little guy was conditioned to remain motionless.
Gu Yundong laughed, and said to Master Cao beside him, "Please look after the child for me."
"Okay, okay." This is a bit embarrassing, he doesn't know how to look after children.
Gu Yundong has already lowered his head and started to draw, raising his head to look at his son from time to time.
Chichi has moved from the stool on the left to the right. After all, he is young, so it is impossible for him to be motionless. He has tried his best to maintain his most perfect state.
Fortunately, Gu Yundong didn't force it, the appearance of her son had already been imprinted in her mind, she just needed a reference.
Chichi was quickly hugged by Mrs. Cao and sat on the chair, holding a big apple in his arms, and lowered his head to gnaw it intently.
Gu Yundong drew very quickly, Mr. Cao couldn't go to look at it because he was holding a child in his arms, but another instructor in the room was already standing behind Gu Yundong curiously, looking at the vivid child on the paper with bright eyes.
After Gu Yundong put down his pen and looked at it with satisfaction, several exclamations came from around him.
She was startled, and when she turned around, she saw that not only the instructor was there, Shao Qingyuan and the others had also returned.
Except for Shao Qingyuan who looked at him with a smile, the other three looked shocked.
Even Cao Master, who was holding Chi Chi carefully and was fully focused on the child, couldn't help but look at their facial expressions¡ªwhat happened?
Fortunately, Shao Qingyuan picked up the child at this moment, and Master Cao heaved a sigh of relief, and stood up to look at the painting on the table.
Then his eyes widened suddenly, he looked at the painting, then looked up at Chi Chi, and then at the painting.
It's really exactly the same.
How can it be so similar?
Mrs. Cao wanted to say something, but Cen Lan moved faster. He stepped forward and asked in surprise, "Madam, who taught you your charcoal drawings? This is too similar. You don't know, a few days ago My classmates and I are still discussing this painting method, but we still can¡¯t figure it out, and we don¡¯t know what¡¯s wrong, and I wonder if Madam can give some pointers?¡±
Gu Yundong looked at him in surprise, this Cen Juren is a person who doesn't care about secular prejudice.
Even though he had praised Mr. Cao for his clarity of speech just now, he could see that deep down in his heart he still maintained a superior attitude towards women.
Cen Lan offered to teach him directly? ?
But he quickly shook his head again, frowned and said, "No, it's not appropriate. Men and women are different. If Madam guides me alone, I'm afraid I will be gossiped. How about this, Madam will be a name in this county school. I'm a female teacher who specializes in teaching charcoal drawing, so I can take the opportunity to learn a thing or two, how about it?" (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com