After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

It was a persimmon tree with a bird eating persimmons standing on it.Although the technique seems a little immature, the frame and lines are very good.And most of all, it looks realistic.

It's just that the artistic conception in it is a little familiar, which is very similar to his sometimes painting still life.

Song Jin'an stepped forward and patted Ning Feiran's shoulder lightly.

Ning Feiran turned his head to the side, with a frightened expression on his face, and wiped away his tears.

"Hi, I accidentally saw your painting just now, it's really good, can I have another look?"

Ning Feiran stared blankly at Song Jin'an, this person is so good-looking, like a fairy descended from the mortal world.He sniffed and regained his senses slightly, the figure of this person seemed to be seen just now.

"Okay." Ning Feiran handed out the painting, and Song Jin'an gently picked up the paper.

It's not that I care much about this painting, it's just that the drawing paper is too thin, and it feels like it will break if I use force.

Just now he only saw the upper part of the painting, Song Jin'an slowly unfolded the drawing paper and saw the whole picture.

He admired it for a while, put away the painting with a smile, handed it back, and asked, "Do you like painting Chinese paintings?"

"I like it." Ning Feiran had a strong nasal voice, and looked at Song Jin'an timidly.He knew that this person's identity must be unusual, and the high-spirited painter just greeted him respectfully when he saw him.

Moreover, he can directly enter the studio without notification, so he must be a very prestigious master here.

"Then do you want to learn Chinese painting? Choose a teacher." Song Jin'an half-bent his eyes and smiled brightly.

Ning Feiran was dumbfounded, what he said was very straightforward.Could it be that the person in front of him wants to take him into the studio?And let him choose his own teacher?

"Think!" Ning Feiran's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to say yes.

Song Jin'an smiled even more happily: "What's your name?"

"My name is Ning Feiran!" He said and took out his student ID card, pointing out his name to Song Jin'an.

Song Jin'an said it lightly, and waved: "Then come with me."

He brought Ning Feiran into Grandpa Du's studio. When Grandpa Du saw him, he still felt inexplicable: "Why are you back again? The painting you just made was already perfect, so you wouldn't think of where to add a few more strokes, would you?" ?”

Song Jin'an shook his head: "No, I won't change the painting that has been decided, I have business to do now." He said and pulled out the boy who was timidly hiding behind him.

Said: "I met him at your door. His painting is not bad. He doesn't look very old. You can see if you can find a teacher to accept him. If you teach him well, he will become a master in the future."

Mr. Du naturally had to take a good look at the person Song Jin'an personally introduced.

He took the painting, frowned and looked at it for a while, and asked, "Have you studied systematically before this? How long have you studied painting?"

Ning Feiran saw the legendary figure, and the legendary figure talked to him!

He was so excited that he didn't know what to do.He clenched his fists nervously: "I haven't studied systematically, I just read courses on a powerful learning software, um... I saw a painting called "Mountain and Snow" more than half a year ago, I I like that painting very much, and it is also because of this that I decided to learn ink painting."

When Mr. Du and Song Jin'an heard what he said, they couldn't help but look at each other, and then smiled at each other.

Grandpa Du stroked his mustache, laughed loudly and said, "That's really a coincidence!"

Song Jin'an pursed his lips and smiled for a while, and said, "No talent, I am the painter of that painting "Mountain and Snow"."

"Ah!" Ning Feiran's eyes widened, and he covered his mouth in surprise.He is now more excited than talking to Mr. Du just now, this is the person who led him to a turning point in his life!

"Come, come, let's chat inside." Grandpa Du led the two of them into the room where they drank tea, praised Ning Feiran's talent in painting, and also indicated that he could be allowed to study in the studio.

"However, I think, since this little boy got started because of seeing your paintings, why don't you take him in as an apprentice? And his talent is so good, probably only you can teach him more things."

Ning Feiran did not expect Mr. Du to say such words, the look in his eyes was pleasantly surprised and looking forward.

Only Song Jin'an didn't seem to keep up with them, and said "Huh?" in a daze.

He waved his hand: "No way! How can I teach others!"

After Grandpa Du boiled the water and prepared the tea, he gave up the main seat. He prefers to drink the tea made by Song Jin'an, which is many times sweeter than that made by others.

He said: "Why not? Didn't you also teach others to draw when you were live broadcasting?"

"That can't be the same! The live broadcast is a small matter, and I really want to teach students, I'm not good at it." Song Jin'an looked at Ning Feiran's expectant eyes, and shrank his neck.

Grandpa Du didn't speak anymore, but just focused on Ning Feiran who wanted to be a teacher.

Song Jin'an washed the tea and poured it for the two of them. He was still saying that he was not good at teaching people, and that it was fine to just talk about knowledge or pass on his painting experience, but it was really too embarrassing for him to have an apprentice.

Old Man Du picked up his cup of tea, gave Ning Feiran a wink, and motioned him to look at his cup of tea.

Ning Feiran was taken aback, his eyes widened immediately, and he smiled knowingly. He picked up the cup of tea and stood up.

Walking out of the seat, facing Song Jin'an, he knelt down with a plop: "Teacher, please accept me as an apprentice! I will definitely study hard and not disgrace my master!"