“Then I’ll come tomorrow morning. I have something very important to discuss with her that will have a significant impact on his life.”
"It has an impact, but whether it's a good or bad impact is uncertain," Qiao Lian'er thought with a cold smile.
However, if Wu Qingjin truly wants what's best for Qiao Zhizhi, then she will be genuinely happy for her when Qiao Zhizhi completes her studies and shines brightly.
I wonder what their reaction will be then.
It's noon now, and Qiao Zhizhi has been inside for a year now.
Qiao Lian'er went in to check on the situation. Qiao Zhizhi was facing away from her, intently working on the canvas, occasionally bending down to dip her brush into paint.
Her hair, having grown quite long since it hadn't been cut, cascaded down to her waist like ink splashes, and she rolled up her sleeves, revealing a section of her fair wrist, her hands moving deftly and skillfully.
Qiao Lian'er seemed to see a great family heading towards such a future.
She looked at the drawing board. Qiao Zhizhi had already mastered the basics. She used composition, lines, light and shadow and perspective very well. Now, the most important thing was to draw something that would catch people's attention.
It can be said that Qiao Zhizhi's talent and progress exceeded her expectations.
She didn't disturb Qiao Zhizhi. She sat on the chair by the door, mentally arranging the space in front of her. Only when Qiao Zhizhi finished her painting, put down her brush, and turned around did she notice Qiao Lian'er's presence.
Having spent the entire year engrossed in painting and not seeing my family, this feeling suddenly became very warm and familiar.
Qiao Zhizhi rushed towards Qiao Lian'er: "I missed you all so much!"
Although she could summon the sickle with her mind, she decided to devote herself entirely to her studies, spending all her time drawing except for meals and the necessary rest time to maintain her energy.
"Sister Zhizhi, you've made a lot of progress. This exhibition still has a good chance of success," Qiao Lian'er said.
Receiving Lian'er's praise and thinking about the hard work of the past year, Qiao Zhizhi showed a gratified expression: "I have indeed worked hard and have not slacked off."
Qiao Lian'er picked up the paintings and looked at them. They were all things from Qiao Zhizhi's memory, such as villages, fields, streets, teahouses, taverns, theaters, and the scenery near the studio. Although there were many pleasant scenes, they lacked visual impact.
"Sister Zhizhi, I won't be drawing for the next few days. I'll take you to some places."
She carefully selected from a map of the world, identifying hundreds of different landscapes, all the pinnacle of their respective types: frigid, snow-covered lands, fiery mountains, the clearest and most dreamlike islands, fjord landscapes, Danxia landforms, the dazzling aurora borealis, the most magnificent and lush forests, the most ethereal or precipitous peaks, and endless cliffs at the edge of the world—
Qiao Zhizhi never imagined that there could be such a beautiful, unreal place in the world. As soon as she landed on an island, her soul was shaken. She opened her eyes wide, not daring to blink, as if she was afraid that the scenery in front of her would disappear if she blinked.
“If these scenes could be painted, Sister Zhizhi, you would definitely become famous in the capital.”
Qiao Zhizhi looked at Qiao Lian'er. Did Lian'er know something? But it didn't matter. Lian'er would help her.
Although Wu Qingjin was also thinking of her, only Lian'er's method could truly put her at ease.
Qiao Zhizhi looked at the dreamlike island in front of her. The sandy beach was silvery white, the island was lush with vegetation, and the blue sea stretched to the horizon. Above it was a blue sky with white clouds floating by. The sea sparkled in the sunlight, and occasionally fish would leap out of the water. When the sea breeze came, the waves rose and fell in layers. Looking around, there were also scattered islands across the sea.
She took a deep breath; how she longed to paint such a scene onto the canvas!
“But Lian’er, you said we’re going to see a lot of attractions. I’m afraid that if we see the others, we’ll forget about this place.”
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