Chapter 177: Not From an Ordinary Family
Shen Qingqian went straight to the point, picked up the homemade charcoal pencil, and with a few simple strokes, he outlined the three-dimensional outline of a three-toothed rake.
"Look, from this angle, the object should have a shadow, so we only need to draw the shadow to highlight the whole object."
She was talking until her mouth was dry and she subconsciously reached for the water bag, but Shengze stuffed a teacup into her hand.
"Sixth sister, have some tea." Sheng Ze's eyes sparkled, and his gaze at Shen Qingqian was surprisingly bright, but the light was fleeting.
Shen Qingqian said thank you without even looking up and continued speaking.
Sheng Ze was multitasking. While listening to her explanation, he stared at Shen Qingqian openly while Shen Xiao lowered his head to explore on his own.
If you don't consider that she is only fourteen years old, the girl in front of you is simply a talkative teacher.
He had seen her with a cold and angry face, he had seen her showing off to make her family laugh, and he had seen her pretending to be nice when joking with him, but the one that made him unable to take his eyes off the most was the one in front of him.
Not to mention how eye-opening what she said was, just looking at her serious attitude in explaining, and her focused and responsible patience in constantly asking them if they understood, it was impossible to take your eyes off her.
"Brother Cheng San, do you understand?" Shen Qingqian's voice suddenly sounded.
Sheng Ze quickly came back to his senses and nodded gently, "I understand."
"Then try drawing a teacup, just the outline." Shen Qingqian handed him her charcoal pencil.
Sheng Ze took it and without hesitation drew a three-dimensional teacup with a few strokes on the rough paper.
Shen Qingqian stared at him in surprise, then looked at the teacup on the paper, speechless.
Well, she thought this person didn't listen carefully just now, but it turned out that he was very talented and could learn it immediately. He must have put a lot of effort into painting in the past.
But the Cheng family doesn't seem to be a wealthy family, right? Why does Cheng San's every move not seem like he comes from an ordinary family?
This thought flashed through Shen Qingqian's mind, but was interrupted by Shen Xiao's voice.
"Third brother Cheng's paintings are both magical and impressive. I'm far inferior to you." Shen Xiao sighed and shook his head, crossing out his own drawing.
He was painting a teapot. Although Shen Qingqian had just told him many things to pay attention to when painting three-dimensional paintings, his painting still had the shadow of the past. It looked beautiful, but the three-dimensional effect was not obvious.
Shen Qingqian took the discarded paper and praised him with a smile, "Brother, don't underestimate yourself. Your painting is pretty good, but you still need to practice more. Besides, Third Brother Cheng painted a teacup, which is easier to draw than a teapot."
One still has to maintain the face of one's eldest brother. As for Cheng San's face, ahem, Shen Qingqian feels that he doesn't seem to need it.
After they had said almost everything they needed to say, Shen Qingqian and the others said goodbye.
Sheng Ze sent the two of them out and watched Shen Qingqian enter the house.
He stood outside the house, looking at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes gloomy.
"Master" Ling Yun opened his mouth behind him, and just as he uttered a word, he saw Sheng Ze's dark face and quickly changed his words, "Third brother, let's go to sleep too."
Sheng Ze didn't say anything. After a while, he asked him, "What do you think I should do most right now?"
Ling Yun was stunned. His master asked him what he was doing.
But when his master had doubts, he had to answer. Ling Yun thought for a moment before saying in a deep voice, "I think the most important thing you should do now is to avenge your mother and your wife!"
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