Entertainment: Let you learn talents, and you learn a craft?

Chapter 62 This is the great land of our motherland!

"Xiaotian, why are you asking the bank?"

After finishing speaking, Mother Lin walked out of the room and looked at her son curiously.

"Isn't this asking those uncles to do some handicrafts?"

"I have to share the money with them."

Lin Tian scratched his head.

It feels like these uncles are quite old.

Although they have a WeChat group, the uncles don’t play often.

I don’t know if they will charge money for this feature.

Maybe I won’t use WeChat to pay in the future, and it will be troublesome then.

Might as well just take out the cash and give it to them.

"Oh, cell phones are so convenient now, you can just send them directly."

"Don't worry, these old men are smarter than you at playing with your mobile phone."

"I remember that your third uncle went to meet netizens a few days ago."

Lin Tian:? ? ?
Okay, he underestimated it.

【Should I wipe it? ?If I remember correctly, those uncles must be in their 70s or [-]s. 】

[My uncle is in good health and has a young mentality. Will he still go to meet netizens? 】

[I laughed to death, your uncle is worthy of being your uncle! 】

Lin Tian directly sent 3000 yuan in the WeChat group.

Let the gentlemen share one point.

Sure enough, a few uncles came out quickly.

An old man took the money and distributed it to several other people.

"This thing is really profitable. Are you going to sell it now?"

"What do you know? This is the Internet!"

"Xiaotian is still awesome, we bad old guys can always find something to do."

"My dear, you guys are not short of money either. If you don't have enough money, just keep it. You young people always have somewhere to spend your money."

……

The uncles said something to each other.

They are all left-behind elderly people.

As I get older, my hands are not as fast.

In two days, dozens of non-relics can be made.

It must have taken a lot of effort and time.

But it's not for the money.

The opposite of.

What they lack is never money.

but to accompany.

Children and grandchildren go to school, and go to work. Everyone has their own things to be busy with.

And they.

After retirement, it feels like being abandoned by the entire society.

We sit under the tree at the entrance of the village and chat every day.

But you can't give your life more value.

Lin Tian occasionally went over to chat with them and found something for them to do.

This makes them feel that they are not separated from this society.

The older generation always thinks so.

Being needed is complete.

"Grandpas, don't worry, I have money."

"What you have worked so hard for should be yours if you earn it."

Lin Tian chatted with the old people again.

It made everyone happy and more willing to continue doing it.

[I miss my grandpa so much. He worked hard all his life and never stopped even at the last second. 】

[My parents are the same. They are always busy with work and life. They live a good life and want to help me save money. 】

[In the same world, with the same parents, I would rather they all be selfish and live a more relaxed life. 】

The camera guys captured Lin Tian's chat box.

This also made the audience sigh for a while.

Time flies too fast.

"Viewers, today is a very special day."

"I'm sure all of us will have special feelings about this day."

"My first painting today is to be given to our great motherland."

After the Mid-Autumn Festival is the National Day.

That is today.

Lin Tian picked up the paintbrush.

This time.

The painting is extremely serious.

Every stroke is carefully considered.

"Grandpa, look, Lin Tian has started painting!"

Wu Chao has been watching Lin Tian's live broadcast.

When I saw Lin Tian painting, I quickly came to call my grandpa.

Wu Zhenguo put on his reading glasses and held his mobile phone.

With unprecedented seriousness.Watching Lin Tian paint.

Although Sun Tzu said, this Lin Tianshang painting was painted live.

But after all, he didn't see the live broadcast.

It’s also hard to judge painting skills.

This time it's different.

He watched with his own eyes every time Lin Tian wrote.

A few strokes have already sketched out a landscape.

When painting, I start from the big picture and draw the entire structure first, and then gradually refine it.

The more Wu Zhenguo looked, the more frightened he became.

"Grandpa, what level do you think this Lin Tian is?"

Wu Chao also watched Lin Tian paint last time.

I just felt that every step Lin Tian made seemed to be just right.

level above him.

But to what specific height?
He couldn't tell.

"Grandmaster."

"This is an absolute master level!"

"Chinese painting relies heavily on lines and shapes to express themes, and requires repeated revisions and adjustments during refinement."

"But look carefully."

"Every time Lin Tian writes, he seems to have been thinking about it for a long time."

“Everything he puts down is so spot on.”

“It’s almost written down, no need for any revisions!”

The more Wu Zhenguo talked, the more frightened he became.

He studied Chinese painting since childhood.

He has always been the pride of heaven in everyone's eyes.

But even though he has been immersed in Chinese painting for more than fifty years.

But I can't do it without regrets.

After outlining the theme, you still have to make revisions and adjustments.

And all this is here with Lin Tian.

But none of them exist.

"With his current level."

"You will be far ahead of me in less than three years."

Wu Zhenguo's expression was very solemn, and he didn't look like he was joking.

One simple sentence.

But it seemed like a heavy blow to Wu Chao.

More than grandpa? !
That's what he wanted all his life!
Grandpa is the most powerful traditional Chinese painting master in our time.

There are only a handful of people who can be found alongside him in the country.

Even some famous Chinese painting masters.

He couldn't even look at it.

Results now.

To a young guy in his 20s.

Such a superb review!
Wu Chao was suddenly very hurt.

The gap between him seems to be not even a tiny bit.

How can we make up for this?
……

[Oh my god, is Lin Tian trying to paint the great rivers and mountains of the motherland? 】

[No, I suddenly felt that this painting was so majestic. Mimi only had a few strokes, and the arrangement of lines already felt that charm. 】

[Is this guy poisonous?How did you do it? 】

There are more and more viewers in Lin Tian's live broadcast room.

Many viewers took screenshots of his half-finished paintings.

Posted on Weibo.

Many people who like Chinese painting are attracted by this half-finished product.

Watching Lin Tian paint with his own eyes.

Not willing to leave.

for a short time.

The number of people in Lin Tian’s live broadcast room exceeded again!

It directly broke through 25 and reached 30!
[Ding, congratulations to the host for getting two lottery opportunities. Do you want to enable it? 】

Lin Tian is concentrating on painting.

Otherwise I heard this familiar voice.

He frowned slightly.

Did this actually open two lottery opportunities directly?
It seems that as my popularity increases in the future, the number of draws will only increase!
Lin Tian smiled slightly, but this time he was not in a hurry to draw the lottery.

This work is a gift to the motherland.

He didn't want to be disturbed by anything.

It requires extreme concentration to make.

I saw him concentrating on sketching with a pen.

The faces of several people from the Painting Society in the live broadcast room turned blue and white.

[I’m afraid this guy is not printing out on a computer, but using technology to make paintings. 】

[How can you, a little fresh meat, cook so well? 】

(End of this chapter)