After dinner, Song Ziqing returned to her room. Before going upstairs, she reminded the nanny to deliver dinner to Lin Chengyu, who was working overtime at the company.
Afterward, she went straight back to her studio to prepare to paint.
The first year of college is about to end, and their teacher requires everyone to draw a piece of art that they are satisfied with.
Every day after school, she would eat dinner and then go straight back to her art studio.
This studio is located at the far end of the third floor, covering an area of fifty or sixty square meters. It is filled with various brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones needed for traditional Chinese painting, as well as various canvases, brushes, and paints needed for oil painting and oil paints.
This studio was specially prepared for her by Lin Chengyu. Since she started learning oil painting, Lin Chengyu has always been very supportive of her artistic dreams and has provided her with the best learning conditions.
However, she knows that her drawing skills still have many shortcomings and that she needs to work hard and practice constantly to improve.
She sat in front of the canvas, contemplating her creation.
She wanted to create a work that could express her inner feelings, a work that could bring warmth and strength to people.
She recalled her growth process and the people who had helped her, those who had given her support and encouragement.
She decided to use her paintbrush to record these beautiful memories and to use color to express her gratitude and joy.
She began to paint, outlining shapes with her brush and filling in details with color.
Her brushstrokes are gentle and delicate, as if she is softly caressing each musical note.
Her paintings contain laughter, tears, unwavering faith, as well as confusion and hesitation.
Every line and every color block is an expression of her deepest emotions.
Time flies, and before we knew it, it was already late at night.
Song Ziqing put down his paintbrush and looked at the painting in front of him, feeling a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
This was the first time she had felt the charm of painting so deeply, and felt the voice of her own heart so profoundly.
She knew that this painting was not just a work of art, but also a vessel and expression of her deepest emotions.
She stepped out of the studio, looked at the starry sky outside the window, and her heart was filled with anticipation and longing for the future.
Song Ziqing gently put down his paintbrush and let out a long breath.
She glanced back at the clock on the wall and realized it was already quite late. She knew she still had a long way to go and many dreams to realize.
However, she believes that as long as she perseveres, she will definitely be able to create even more beautiful works and a brighter future.
Suddenly, Lin Chengyu's deep voice came from behind her: "Qingqing, you've finally finished the painting! Hurry up, go back to your room, wash up, and get some rest. You've been painting for too long today."
Song Ziqing turned around and looked at Lin Chengyu with a smile.
She knew that Lin Chengyu had always been her strongest supporter and her most loyal fan. She said gratefully, "Xiaoyu, thank you for your continued support and encouragement. Without you, I might have given up long ago."
Lin Chengyu gently shook his head and said, "Qingqing, you are too modest. You are a very talented painter, and your works always evoke a unique beauty in people. I believe you will definitely become a great painter."
Song Ziqing said with emotion, "Xiaoyu, you are too good to me. I can hardly be considered a painter now. In terms of art, I am still just a novice."
Lin Chengyu said, "Qingqing, you mustn't underestimate yourself. Your artistic talent is unmatched by most people. I just hope that you can always stick to your dreams and never give up."
Song Ziqing nodded and said, "Xiaoyu, don't worry, I won't give up. I know I still have a long way to go and many dreams to realize."
However, I believe that as long as I persevere, I will definitely be able to create even more beautiful works and a brighter future.
Lin Chengyu said, "Qingqing, I believe you can do it. Now, go wash up and get some rest. There are many things waiting for you to do tomorrow."
Song Ziqing said, "Xiaoyu, you're right. I do need to rest now. But before I rest, I'd like you to see the oil painting I finished today."
Lin Chengyu walked up to the canvas and examined it carefully.
He was surprised to find that the oil painting was highly expressive and well-made, better than any of Song Ziqing's previous works.
Song Ziqing said, "Xiaoyu, what do you think of this oil painting? I think it's the best piece I've created in terms of completion and expressiveness since I started learning oil painting over the past year."
Lin Chengyu nodded and said, "Qingqing, I think this oil painting is fantastic. Your brushstrokes are delicate, the colors are vibrant, and the composition has a great sense of depth. I can feel your love for life and your aspirations for the future."
Song Ziqing said emotionally, "Xiaoyu, you really understand me so well. This oil painting is my understanding of life and my imagination of the future. I hope that through this painting, I can express the emotions and thoughts deep in my heart."
Lin Chengyu said, "Qingqing, you did it. This oil painting conveys a positive and hopeful energy. I believe that as long as you persevere, you will definitely become a great painter."
Song Ziqing said, "Xiaoyu, thank you for your encouragement and support. I will continue to work hard. However, I really need to rest now. There are still many things waiting for me to do tomorrow."
Lin Chengyu said gently to Song Ziqing, "Qingqing, don't worry. I'll help you tidy up the canvas. Get some rest and come back to see the painting tomorrow. Maybe you'll have more inspiration and ideas then."
Song Ziqing turned to look at Lin Chengyu and gave him a sweet smile. Her eyes sparkled like bright stars.
She whispered, "Xiaoyu, thank you. You're so kind, I love you!"
As she spoke those words, a kiss flew from her lips, landing lightly on Lin Chengyu's face like a graceful little bird.
Lin Chengyu's face turned bright red instantly, and his heart started racing.
He felt as if he had received an invitation from Song Ziqing, an invitation to enter the bathroom filled with hot water and fragrance.
The image of mandarin ducks playing in the water is a very tempting one.
So he followed Song Ziqing into the bathroom.
He took off his clothes, revealing his muscular chest and broad shoulders.
He held Song Ziqing tightly around the waist from behind, feeling how soft and warm her body was.
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