Chapter 21: Promises that cannot be made lightly
There are many techniques for sketching composition. The technique of drawing a wife and daughter on Limu is actually the "empirical composition method". A painter watches the growth of something and insists on painting the same thing for five years. If he uses the "three composition method" and the "nine-grid composition method" in the future, it is a waste of resources. Limu's painting style is more free, and the size of the paper is also free, and it is not commonly used for sixteen or eight papers. He uses fully opened paper to paint, and strives to achieve his best in one fell swoop. The characters he created are classic.
Spray the sketch with protective paint.
The characters in the painting are more detailed than the photos. To be familiar and easy to understand, it is the resolution. If the negatives taken in this era are enlarged and fully opened, that is, 787×1092mm long and width are about 80 cm and 1 meter of drawing paper, then the photos will become a large mosaic. Moreover, even tens of thousands of photos taken by cameras will have some disharmonious reflections. Limu draws sketches captured by human eyes, rather than deliberately drawing photos, so this sketch is deliberately said to be a real painting.
Name-
【Squirrel Summer】
Although he did not draw himself in, Lu Hui's tilt and Lu Wei's angry muttering all highlighted his presence as an outsider.
It's like-
"——Huihui is talking to me, and Vivi is having a quarrel with me!" Li Chishu said, looking at her daughter in the picture frame.
She couldn't help but be surprised to stare at the final painting that had just been sprayed with protective paint and put into the frame.
She looked at the painting [Squirrel's Summer] and Li Mu with incredible eyes. She thought that her friend Li Xiuli's son's painting skills were so good that she was even willing to buy this painting for a price of less than a thousand yuan. There is no photo in her family that can compare to this painting. If you buy it, you will at least have a good memory value for your family. It is a work that is hard to buy for a thousand yuan.
However, Rimu said that this painting was used for participation and may not be able to be brought back after the exhibition after the competition.
"There is no doubt that you will get the first place." Lu Hui patted her shoulder inside.
"Draw me so ugly~" Lu Wei puffed up her cheeks again.
"It's really like it! Ugly daughter, ugly daughter, hahahaha--" Lu Wei's father Lu Yujian patted his thigh and smiled at the angry little daughter.
Today is the real summer. July 5th is Sunday. Lu Yujian enjoys the normal holiday of civil servants. In order to change the situation where his daughter is often angry, he often uses jokes of fighting poison to make fun of his daughter's angry appearance.
"Hmph, Ignore you!" Lu Wei turned around and left.
"Vivi, won't you help me move home?" Limu shouted while standing beside the picture frame, but it didn't work at all.
The sketch [Squirrel's Summer] was completed at Lu Wei's house. Because it was not suitable to move around before the painting, Limu has not taken it home until now, let alone sent it to the post office to send it to the express delivery. After finishing the protection work, someone asked to help move it back, and planned to ask parents to ask for the shipping fee for the submission. Unfortunately, the original young porter had already escaped.
Originally, the picture frame with glass was not suitable for two children to move, but Lu Wei insisted on helping Limu to move it.
"I'll help you." Lu Hui stood on the other side of the picture frame.
——Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
"I'll move here." Lu Yujian stood opposite Lu Hui.
Limu stood under his pants and suddenly had a kind of Darkcloudsbearing downonthecitythreaten
I felt toowhelmit. So I put my waist on my hips and put on my bitter face.
——Father-in-law, I am showing my love, why are you here to join in the fun!
Although he was angry, he could not speak like this to Lu Hui's father. Even if he got married in the future, he would not blame her father like this.
By the way, from the love nest of Lu Wei's parents and husband, to the house where Li Mu lived, it was only a hundred meters away. Can Li Mu still not move? In fact... it really couldn't move. Halfway through the walk, I had to hand it over to Lu Wei's father who laughed happily. The two daughters were painted in this work that would definitely win the first prize.
The three of them passed the pedestrian aisle beside the ridge of the fields.
Under the pavilion beside the uncle's grocery store, the old woman saw the father and daughter carrying large items left and right, sitting on a stool, turning around, shaking the palm-leaf fan and asking what the two of them were moving.
Lu's father told them that this was a painting drawn by Limu.
The village party secretary moves the most quickly and his hands and feet are the most diligent. He slapped his thigh and stood up and detoured the back of the father and daughter. That side is the real front of [Squirrel's Summer].
"Yoyo! Very amazing! Like a real person."
The village party secretary gasped, shook his palm fan and shouted. He walked around the big sketch with seven-star steps, attracting the old women who were chatting with him to join in the fun.
They put their eyes close to the picture, so that they could not see the edges and frames of the painting, as if they were immersive. Because they got close to each other, the air conditioner looked like the original size, placed in a corner of the window of the house. The two daughters of the Lu family seemed to be fighting with them for a game console!
The words limu written on the bricks on the floor are also integrated with the painting.
"It's really painted by Limu?" The grade can only be considered a middle-aged woman who is older and doesn't believe it.
However, it was Lu Yujian who told them the truth. He didn't need to deceive everyone in such a thing. The middle-aged and elderly woman who raised the question was actually Li Mu's grandmother.
“It’s so well drawn!”
Who painted Feng Guan? This painting alone is really wonderful! The picture captures the details of each hair, which makes it unbelievable that this painting was from the hands of an 8-year-old child.
"From Monday, I finished painting for 7 days. All of them were painted by pear wood. I have to participate in the 'National Painting Grand Prix'," said Lu's father. The full name of the Grand Prix is too long. Lu's father only heard it once or twice but remembered it clearly, so he simply omitted the middle part.
I heard that my grandson was going to participate in the national squatting. Liang Minjing, a famous "sharp-mouthed woman" in the village, could not bear it? With a wave of her hand, she decided to temporarily place Limu's paintings in front of her uncle's store. She stopped to watch the paintings and kept talking. If she liked to stay at home and didn't come out often, she would attract them. She immediately added a lot of popularity to Uncle Limu's store, and at least a dozen packs of cigarettes were sold in the glass cabinet than usual.
As for submissions? Under grandma's solemn request, I can only wait for another day or two, and the person who pays for shipping has also changed from parents to grandma.
It made everyone in the village know that it was not the effect Limu wanted. His goal was to be a great cartoonist rather than a great artist. This painting [Squirrel Summer] was enough to let parents pass by and have a preliminary understanding of their painting talents. It is enough to suggest that they should take the path of comics.
In any case, grandma Liang Minjing achieved her goal and let the village know that the Li family has a good talent for painting...at least no one in the village can draw such sketches.
It was the next two days since the actual submission. According to the express delivery speed of 3 to 8 days at this time, he estimated that the submission of comics should be "going abroad". That's right, except for Hong Kong, Japan and Taiwan belong to the foreign category. Because there has not been a clear reply, Rimu has not only continued to paint the manuscripts of "Alchemist of Steel" during this period, but also spent more time cultivating relationships with his wife.
For example, help Lu Hui’s summer homework to make references, and by the way, I will also do some previews and reviews for the future...
【Bio summer homework】
[A couple, the woman's father suffered from hemophilia, she suffered from albinism, and the man's mother suffered from albinism, she was normal. I expected that one of their children would suffer from two diseases at the same time?]
"My grass?" The two of them hadn't done a few questions, and Limu was stuck on this question.
"Mu Tou, where did you learn to swear?" Lu Hui educated the children.
"I mean 'whatout?!' Although the pronunciation is a bit similar, it's because Huihui's thoughts are too dirty." Limu pointed to his little head.
"No big or small—"
"Don't you often have nothing big or little, you still play with Weiwei so high when you are eighteen years old~"
Lu Wei and her sister danced all morning this morning, and yawned after lunch. Now she slept very well in the air-conditioned room. Li Mu was kneeling on the head of her bed in Lu Hui's boudoir, lying on her bedside, and her upper body was lying on her desk to do summer exercises with her.
At first, Lu Hui thought he wanted to join in the fun. Even though he heard from Lu Wei that he wanted to jump to the fifth grade, the gap between high school and elementary school was not a small part, and there was a span of junior high school during this period. However, after Xiao Limu solved one or two questions faster than him, Lu Hui quickly changed his opinion.
"Where did you learn so many English vocabulary? Didn't you say that your biological is very powerful? Quickly solve this problem." Lu Hui was also stuck on the topic of albinism and hemophilia.
"I can only help you with reference and do your own things. Don't you want to take the college entrance exam?" Limu Dayi Lingran.
In fact, he can't do this question at all. How are leukemia and hemophilia inherited? This is the key to this biological exercise. However, Limu cannot use such knowledge in daily life. Moreover, biological is not as impressive as mathematical formulas, physical formulas and laws, so Limu can only be frowning at this question.
He picked up the biology book that he could use as a reference at any time, and looked through the catalog that made him feel familiar and unfamiliar, hoping to find useful information in it.
"You make sense to say anything!" Lu Hui also knew the importance of taking the college entrance examination.
"It's better to do mathematics, physics, and chemistry, or you can do it first and eat it easily." Limu suggested.
"Didn't you say that creatures are the easiest..."
While speaking, Limu had already turned to the chapter on genetic diseases of leukemia and hemophilia.
"Okay, it's solved." He said.
“Eh?”
"The answer is 12.5%, you can reverse the process yourself." Li Muxin calculated the final answer, which is actually the problem of multiplication and division. Although the calculation process is a bit complicated, it only requires the primary school calculation method to calculate it.
After a while, I saw Lu Hui still looked frowning and felt that he should help him, and said, "I would like to remind you: First of all, the pathogenic gene of hemophilia is on the female X chromosome, which is transmitted to men but not women; secondly, albinism is an autosomal recessive inheritance, and the probability of inheriting it to children is equal; lastly, the probability of having a child is 50%, so don't forget to jump into this point."
"Is that true..." Lu Hui asked himself.
With the answer and the prompt, Lu Hui can already verify it herself. The 400-degree glasses on her nose are not worn in vain. In the residential school, she is not only studying. It is not myopia caused by excessive playing games, as Li Chi Shu thought. In fact, the culprit should be considered the school's light-out system.
This system forced her to read and review books with flashlights in the toilet.
"Now, Lu Hui."
"What?"
Lu Hui was still burying her head to check, and she responded casually with her head down. Unexpectedly, Li Mu's next sentence would surprise her so much-
"When I grow up, can you be my wife?" he asked.
Rimu knew that using this small body to ask such a question was equivalent to cheating, but he still couldn't help but want to establish a relationship with his wife first.
"Ha——?!!!!" Lu Hui shouted in surprise, holding a long voice, and it took a long time to react. He raised his head and said to him, "You kid, you are a little guy, you are too stupid, you want to take advantage of your sister, right?"
"Lu Hui, do you hate me?"
"Not annoying."
"Do you like me?" Limu asked.
“…”
At an intimate distance of about five centimeters on the table, Lu Hui saw his hopeful gaze, and even his breathing was mixed together in the air. It didn't seem disgusting to suck this mixed gas into his lungs. Why does his chest feel warm in this air-conditioned room full of dry air conditioning?
"Since you are so sincere, I promised you." Lu Hui agreed.
She thought in her mind that when Li Mu grew up, she might have forgotten it. By the time he could get married, she would become an old woman of twenty-eighth or nine. Maybe he would already have a young and beautiful girlfriend by then.
"It should have been noticed some of it-"
Limu was kneeling and lifting her up seriously, which made him look as tall as Lu Hui sitting, and the two were on a fair level. He sat upright and said in a serious tone: "I'm not talking casually, this is not a promise that can be made easily. I hope you can answer me seriously again...
"—Lu Hui, can I marry me when I grow up?"
Faced with such a serious Li Mu, Lu Hui seemed a little panicked. She avoided Li Mu's eyes and asked, "Why don't you ask Lu Wei?"
"Just like a promise that cannot be made easily, this is also not a question that can be initiated easily." His expression was extremely serious.
Chapter completed!