Chapter 43 He is not protecting villains, but little zombies that eat human brains
Su Qingge, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, glanced at the lazy version of himself with enlarged cheeks.
He leaned over to look at Xu Wanci again and felt like he was being dragged into it.
"Have you ever learned to paint before?" she asked.
Xu Wanci hesitated for half a second.
One of her hobbies before she traveled through the book was drawing.
When I was a kid, I had no money so I just drew for fun. After I started working and had enough money, I signed up for a painting class.
But she was not sure whether the original owner had any experience in painting, so she decided to give a vague answer.
“I occasionally paint privately to pass the time.”
Su Qingge showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, then a look of resentment, and a long, dark tone.
"I should have known not to sit at the same table with you. It's a bit of a humiliation."
"That's not so exaggerated. You draw very well!"
Xu Wanci was at a loss for words and gave her an encouraging look that told her not to belittle herself.
He put down the pencil and pushed the white cloth back to Jiang Yan.
The little man drawn by Xu Wanci occupied a small area on the right side of the cotton cloth. Jiang Yan followed the picture album and drew a lion with its front legs upright and its hind legs squatting on the left rear side next to it.
Yanyan's pen-holding posture is very standard. Why didn't I realize this when I was a kid? I still hold the pen incorrectly, with my thumb resting on my index finger [bitter].
[+1, I seriously suspect I didn't learn it correctly, which is why I have a callus on my middle finger. It's been over 20 years... and it still hasn't gone away.]
[There's still a lot of space on the left. Why doesn't Jiang Yan draw over there?]
[Blind guess: I want to stick with my mom.]
Xu Wanci also discovered this.
I was afraid that Jiang Yan wouldn't have enough space to draw, so I specially left such a big space for him, but why are they still squeezed together?
"Baby, why don't you draw on the left? There's more space there."
Hearing this, Jiang Yan looked up and gave her a shy smile.
"Because the big lion said it wanted to protect the little guy!" Just like he would protect his mother.
However, Jiang Yan, who had never played Plants vs. Zombies, didn't know this.
What he protects is not villains, but little zombies that eat human brains.
[Hart is soft, as expected, she is still in the animistic stage. She thinks the little man is her mother and specially drew a lion behind her to protect her.]
[It's heartwarming, but why do I want to laugh? A big lion and a cross-eyed little zombie that doesn't look very smart.]
[I laughed so hard my stomach ached. I suffered from never having played games before.]
Xu Wanci, look at what you've done!!! You cold-blooded, atmospheric killer, why did you choose a zombie?
[Haha ...
I understood Zaizai's implicit expression of love.
Xu Wanci tried hard to ignore her incongruous, silly little zombie and spoke softly.
"Okay, I'll let me say thank you to the big lion."
Another table.
"Daddy, I want to draw this!"
Luo Yuchen pointed at Ultraman in the album with an excited tone.
Luo Yu'an: It's really not surprising at all.
Thinking this in his heart, Luo Yu'an also knew his son's obsession with Ultraman.
The old father patted his chest, feeling confident.
"Okay, Dad will help you draw it on the cloth, and then you can apply the wax."
Like a professional painter, he raised his thumb and held the pencil tightly, gestured at the pattern in the void, then lowered his arm and switched to painting mode.
Luo Yu'an is ready to show off his painting skills.
The first one feels pretty good.
The second, third, fourth...
The audience in the live broadcast room and Luo Yuchen were silent.
I declare that today a contemporary abstract artist is born [arms raised]!
【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, after watching this, Ultraman no longer wants to fight monsters, he wants to fight people.】
[The pre-roll was too long, I thought there was a hidden master painter, but it turned out to be just a poor student with lots of movements [laughing]. ]
Soon, the reflection of Ultraman standing in the pond and suddenly being struck by lightning appeared.
Luo Yuchen looked at his work, then looked at his old father whose face showed "seeking praise", and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Deep down, he really didn't want to admit that the thing was his most dazzling love.
Luo Yuan compared it with the original picture and thought it was still very good.
"Come on, son, and paint with wax quickly."
In order to maintain his public image as an "idol", Luo Yuchen politely declined his father's kind invitation.
"Wait a minute, Dad, I suddenly want to draw one myself." He decided to do it himself.
He is the one who protects the idol’s stunning looks!
Wishes are beautiful, but reality is cruel.
[Hahahaha, seriously, Yuchen baby, it's not as good as your dad coming. I'm dying of laughter.]
[Yu Chen: Don't cue me, I think this is perfect.]
During this painting meeting, both parties were very satisfied with their own works. This also indirectly confirmed the conclusion that the father and son are biological children. Their confidence levels were identical [thumbs-up][thumbs-up], reports our reporter.
Jiang Huaiyue on the side also drew a picture by herself. She chose a beautiful tulip and drew it quite well.
[Looking left and right, it has to be our delicious and soft little cake Huaiyue baby's drawing that is the best.]
[I ordered it! It has to be a girl!]
Bai Qingqing did not choose a pattern from the album, but painted according to the work on the wooden wall.
The one in the album is too low.
As a professional fashion model, she must stick to her own aesthetic pursuit.
Qin Sheng felt a little bored and discouraged, lying on the table and looking sideways at his mother.
She also wanted to draw, but her mother disliked the pattern she chose and said that the drawing was neither straight nor round, so she asked her to draw with wax later.
But painting with wax is also very difficult.
The pattern my mother chose has such a thin frame that she might not be able to draw it correctly.
Qin Sheng's worries were not unreasonable. When he was painting the wax later, Bai Qingqing controlled his hand and finished the painting together after only a few strokes.
Qingqing is amazing, she's a true professional model, unlike the others who just do things perfunctorily and don't respect the intangible cultural heritage [frown].
[Qingqing, this is what we call a good painter, okay? It's not something someone else can compare to with just a few casual strokes.]
Teacher Deng stood there watching for so long, he must have felt very pleased. This young man is teachable.
[I suddenly hate why it's the main live broadcast room. There are too many idiots. It affects my ability to watch variety shows [rolling eyes].]
[It seems like they want to criticize the world with their writing, but their cultural level is not high.]
[Qin Sheng is so pitiful, meeting a stubborn and pretentious mother, looking forward to it~]
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After all five groups of guests finished painting and waxing, Teacher Deng asked everyone to take their works to the backyard.
Stuff the white cotton cloth into a large dye vat filled with plant dye, then pick it up after a few seconds and put it into boiling water to remove the wax.
Soon, five works with dripping water were created.
The children were full of joy and were waiting eagerly at the drying area, wishing they could take the fruits home right away.
Once you understand what batik is, tie-dyeing will be easy to understand.
Teacher Deng used ropes, rubber bands, wooden clips and other tools to tie four different pieces of white cotton cloth, and demonstrated to each group of guests how to tie basic horizontal, vertical and diagonal patterns, concentric circle patterns and fish scale patterns.
When the teacher took out the renderings he had prepared in advance, the children exclaimed "Wow" in unison.
"So beautiful, like a blue umbrella!"
“I like that fish scale at the end!”
"Teacher Deng, Teacher Deng, can we do it now?"
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