my korean savage wife

Chapter 408 Spring comes with a dead tree...

"Sun Yu," Sudan Qing skillfully mixed colors on the palette in the studio, "What photos were you looking at last night?"

I froze for a moment, then replied truthfully: "It's a picture of me and Shanmei."

Sudan Qing stopped coloring: "Can you show it to me?"

"Okay." I quickly ran to Sudan Qing's bedroom, took out a stack of photos, and went back to the studio.

Sudan Qing browsed the photos in order: "It's a very warm picture. When was it taken?"

"It was taken at the engagement ceremony."

Sudan Qing nodded and smiled: "Young people have a lot of tricks." He returned the photo to me, "Sun Yu, your understanding of life is full of emotion, which is very good. But, I want to remind you, too much indulgence You will destroy yourself because of memories. I believe that you can integrate the emotions in your life into your works. In art, you can find emotional sustenance, which is good for you.”

I carefully bagged the photos and put them on the shelf next to them.There are too few commemorative things left between me and Sunmi, this is my most precious thing.

In front of the canvas, Sudan Qing sighed softly, picked up the brush, and began to paint the canvas.

Frustrating, patting, kneading, sweeping, stomping, pulling, wiping, suppressing, building, scratching, pointing, scraping, painting, placing...

Narrow brushes, wide brushes, fan-shaped pens, round-tip pens, pointed pens, bristle pens, oil painting knives...

Sudan Qing's skillful use of various painting tools and techniques dazzled me, as if I was watching an exquisite performance.

"It's almost time, let's have lunch." Su Danqing suddenly stopped the paintbrush in his hand, leaving me speechless.

Turning my eyes from Sudan Qing’s hand to the canvas, I couldn’t help but be amazed: the big color block has been basically completed, the overall feeling has been presented, and the local details have been processed, a kind of spring breeze blowing willows is vivid on the paper .

There is no scene in front of your eyes, but there is a scene in your heart.Without decades of scene sketching skills, it is impossible to draw such a natural and beautiful scenery...

"Silly boy, what are you looking at? It's time to eat." Su Danqing patted my head.

While having lunch, I asked him questions about oil painting techniques.He explained it to me very patiently and even danced in the air.

"The so-called kneading refers to the method of directly kneading two or several different colors on the screen with a brush. After the colors are kneaded, natural mixing changes are produced, and subtle and vivid colors and contrasts between light and dark are obtained, which can play a transitional role." The role of connection. The posture of holding the pen is like this, and the angle of applying force is like this..."

Sudan Qing said while holding chopsticks in his hand to demonstrate.Seeing how devoted he is, I think he is cuter than a child.

Rong'er has already made lunch in the morning, we just need to heat it in the microwave.She can't do other housework, but she can cook a little bit.Presumably the experience of living in New York tempered her.

After dinner, we shut ourselves in the studio again, and threw ourselves on the oil painting wholeheartedly.

"Sun Yu, come here, try to deal with the bottom of this tree. Pay attention to the color contrast between the roots and the river bank."

Sudan Qing simply regards this painting as a teaching tool, and regards the painting time as class time.

"Very well, that's it. Give me the paintbrush, and you continue to watch my painting. If there is any incongruity in the picture, just remind me."

The two of us were painting and discussing at the same time, but we were very contented.Before I knew it, I forgot everything, only the colorful oil painting in front of my eyes and heart.

After dinner, we locked ourselves into the studio again and immersed ourselves in the creation of oil paintings.Same as yesterday, after supper, we went back to Sudan Qing's bedroom, took a shower and went to sleep.

"It's progressing very well. It will take half a day tomorrow to finish the first part." Su Danqing was in a very cheerful mood. "Your basic skills are not weak, and your comprehension is also strong. I really didn't misunderstand the person. Starting tomorrow, you will You should conceive your own part of 'A Dead Tree Comes Spring'. When I finish the first three parts, it will be your turn."

I suddenly remembered something, jumped out of bed, and ran straight to the studio in my pajamas.

Thankfully still...

Seeing me returning to the room with the bag containing the photos, Sudan Qing sighed: "That little Korean girl is really happy." He turned his head and fell asleep.After working all day, he was really exhausted.

Spring comes with a dead tree... How to compose the picture to reflect this title... It must also conform to the theme of "Spring of Art"...

I silently recited this idiom, and suddenly understood Sudan Qing's good intentions: He hoped that I would cheer up and let my heart, which had become lifeless due to the loss of goodness and beauty, burst out with enthusiasm again.When the dead tree is in spring, that is when I regain my strength.

Turning to look at Sudan Qing, he was already fast asleep, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.Maybe it's a sweet dream...

It took a whole morning to finally finish the first part satisfactorily.Sudan Qing briskly spread out the canvas of the second part: "Now we are entering the second battle. Sun Zhen, 'A dead tree is full of spring', do you have any ideas?"

I shook my head: "Not yet."

"Spring comes with a dead tree, spring comes with a dead tree." Su Danqing read it twice in a row, "Imagine with a hopeful heart. It is impossible for a depressed mood like yours to have ideas."

I nodded knowingly.Pointing at the canvas, Sudan Qing continued: "Look, spring is here, winter is gone, and the whole world is getting clearer and clearer. So many sorrows and sorrows are paid for by a river of spring water. If you don't let go of the consciousness of the past, how can spring be possible?" Come, where does hope come from? These four parts, one is brighter than the other, the brightest moment, that is, the moment when spring is the most abundant, that is "spring on a dead tree". I leave the brightest part to you, hope You don't let me down."

Seeing Sudan Qing's passionate and encouraging eyes, I nodded: "I understand."

The second part is done...and the third part is drawing to a close...

During this period, Rong Er took good care of me and Sudan Qing in daily life. Although she was sometimes mischievous, she never disturbed our painting.

I have been inseparable with Sudan Qing for several days, and my relationship has become deeper and deeper. It may be because of Ai Wu and Wu, and my impression of Rong Er is getting better and better...

Turn off the mobile phone and leave Sudan Qing's house.As if practicing in seclusion, I have been isolated from the world for ten days.In my life, there is only one girl, Ronger, dangling in front of me.I gradually realized that my feelings for the girls began to gradually transfer and concentrate on Rong'er...

"If you are willing to accept Rong'er, I won't mind your past."

I shook my head violently to get the sentence out of my mind.Take out the photo from under the pillow.In the photo, I'm putting an engagement ring on Sunmi, she's smiling so sweetly...

After staring at the photo for a few seconds, I put the photo back under the pillow, turn off the lamp, and close my eyes to sleep.

(End of this chapter)