Qianwumei Also Wants To Be a Cartoonist

Chapter 5 The Wandering Writer

An Yi used to often see some artists who like to go to some tourist attractions like Lijiang, Yunnan. Some artists with coquettish hair would set up stalls to sell paintings on the street, and they could directly present the paintings on T-shirts. , very powerful, very compelling.

And what she has to do next is naturally to learn from these great people. She has always felt that painting on the street is a wonderful, artistic and compelling thing...

However, the cruel reality gave her a blow in the head!

She chose the place where she paints on the street in an underground pedestrian passage near the city center with a good flow of people every day, because here, there are often erhu performers and some familiar faces of professional beggars, depending on their income It looks pretty good...

But for some reason, she spent a lot of effort to get the guy she was eating into this underground walkway, and put on a posture. When she was preparing to create for customers, she played the inferior erhu next to her, and lay there Under the background of the poor professional beggar, she felt that she was not literary or artistic at all, and her painting style was not right at all, okay?

Does she also want to place a pitiful chipped iron bowl in front of her?

An Yi just stood in front of her stand in a daze, her whole body was freezing to death, but no one came up to ask her how her paintings were sold. Many people were in a hurry, but most men couldn't help but smile. Appreciate her beautiful figure curiously. After all, An Yi's appearance is indeed very high, although she can't dress herself up at all, and she doesn't have any self-consciousness as a beauty.

For the whole day, An Yi didn't have any income, but the professional beggar and the old man with a third-rate erhu next to her had an income of at least a hundred...

Is there any justice in this world?

An Yi is so depressed that she wants to die, is this the sorrow of an artist?

She finally experienced the feeling of Van Gogh!

In fact, the main reason is that she is too reserved and introverted. She has never revealed to passers-by that she is a sketcher on the street and then sells paintings. People think that she is here to practice painting, and she pretends to be aggressive by the way. How could such a person be short of money?

Last time, there was a saxophone player here, and after he finished playing, he drove away in a domestically-made Hualong supercar worth tens of millions... many passers-by were shocked out of their eyes.

For four days in a row, she foolishly brought her painting tools to this underground walking passage, even if she was freezing to death every day, she would continue to do it, she still couldn't believe it!

On the fifth day, the unshaven bearded professional beggar, who was actually very young, finally couldn't stand it anymore. When he finished work, he came to An Yi and said, Painting?

An Yi felt that this beggar looked a bit like the Brother Sharp who was once all the rage on the Internet in her world, especially now that he was still holding a soft China that he just took out of his pocket...

Beggars also smoke soft China? It really is a professional!

Yeah. An Yi replied sullenly, she wasn't afraid if the other party wasn't a woman.

Can I take a look at your work? the beggar asked, unexpectedly a little polite.

Please. An Yi also brought a few oil paintings of the former An Yi, all of which have been framed, but they are not going to be sold, just to show customers his painting skills.

The frame of this oil painting is very particular, it is an important part of a complete oil painting. Especially for works with strong realism, the outer frame plays a role in defining the field of view of the work, which can often make the picture appear concentrated and compact.

Moreover, the scenery in the painting is limited by the frame, giving people endless room for imagination. The material of the picture frame is mostly wood, plaster, aluminum alloy, etc., and its size and thickness depend on the situation of the work.

The beggar picked up a painting to appreciate, golden and green fields, European-style farmhouses, and a dirt road paved from near to far. The whole painting is extremely realistic and artistic at the same time. The style of painting is still gorgeous and beautiful. Extreme, which shows the superb level of the painter!

This is still An Yi's work when she was in junior high school.

Not bad. The beggar nodded and commented pretending to be very knowledgeable.

Thank you. An Yi also replied casually.

Spain? You've been.

No, it's Switzerland.

Good guy, it's all right, how about Switzerland?

Never been.

Um...then why did you draw Switzerland so much like Switzerland?

Didn't you just think this was Spain?

The beggar was choked up immediately, he gave a wry smile, and said, Okay, let's get to know each other, my name is Ouhe, Ouhe from Euclidean geometry, I'm a wandering writer, I want to write a novel about the life of a beggar recently, So I come here to experience life every day, and then I find that the money I begged for is higher than my manuscript fee... What is your name, painter?

Don't call me a painter, I won't come here if I'm at home. An Yi replied, breathing hard on her cold little hands.

Okay, how do you call it, a painter? Ou He always felt that his name was like describing a kindergarten child, but the painting skills of this too young girl in front of him were indeed very superb, at least in his opinion, compared to him. A few friends in the circle who call themselves painters and artists are awesome!

An Yi.

Wang Anyi?

no.

Li Anyi?

My name is An Yi, surname 'An', first name 'Yi', 'An' from 'Ping An', 'Yi' from 'Memory'.

While Ou He was chatting with An Yi, many other curious people surrounded him, mostly men. This shows the importance of having a babysitter when selling things. Of course, the good looks of the seller are also a just thing...

And Ouhe, the young writer and part-time beggar who got the girl's name, showed a satisfied smile, and said: This painting is not bad, I bought it.

This is not for sale! An Yi quickly snatched the oil painting from his hand, and protected it in her arms, like a hen protecting a chick.

Ou He was stunned for a moment, and said again: Then what are you selling?

Sketch, I will draw it now, and it can be completed in half an hour at the earliest. An Yi said.

Ou He actually wanted to help this girl who seemed to be short of money in his heart, and didn't care what kind of paintings he could buy, so he said: Yes, you can just draw a portrait of me. If you can write something similar to A message that matches my authorship would be even better.

Of course An Yi agreed, and was overjoyed that she was able to make the first business deal, but she didn't know that it was just Ou He's compassion for this lovely and pitiful girl.

And when Ou He saw many curious people gathered around to watch the girl's painting, he couldn't help sighing: Actually, I am quite envious of you painters, including calligraphers, because you can paint in the street and steal the limelight, but a dog like me A writer who crawls characters can never move a desk out to write in the street...

When An Yi picked up the paintbrush, her whole temperament seemed to undergo a huge change, giving people a look as if she was about to burn!

At this moment, she is so beautiful, so dazzling!

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