The carving knife gently tapped on a small Shoushan stone.
Shoushan stone is one of the commonly used stones for seal engraving and engraving. It has a fairly good hardness and the most important thing is that its texture is relatively delicate.
But at this moment, when the carving knife is pressed, the stone is as soft as tofu, and it is still very tender and tender tofu. If any seal carving enthusiast sees this scene, they will suspect that the stone is as soft as tofu.
The thing at the bottom is not lychee jelly, but jelly.
This is one of the results after Xu Guangling's right heart aperture was truly opened.
Xu Guangling originally had some muscles in his right arm, but since the heart orifice of his right hand was opened, the muscles gradually became less and less. In just a few days, they were almost gone.
But at the same time, the strength of his right arm became very strong.
Much bigger than the left arm!
Xu Guangling had never measured how much bigger it was, and his attention or interest was not in this aspect. Therefore, although he felt that the power had become stronger, Xu Guangling didn't pay much attention to it.
The only thing that bothered him was that when he was taking a shower, he saw that the sizes of his left and right arms were obviously different!
This made Xu Guangling a little dizzy.
It can only be said that after the so-called "big orifice" is opened, the changes it brings to the body are too great and too overbearing.
This is just one of the twelve orifices that has been opened. After all twelve orifices are opened, Xu Guangling still doesn't know what his body will look like. If it were to shrink by one size as a whole, he would be really dizzy.
Xu Guangling's calligraphy is not very good, at least compared to some other aspects of his writing, it is a bit unimpressive.
Mr. Chen once suggested that he practice calligraphy, um, calligraphy, while standing and hanging his wrists, saying that this would also exercise the body's Qi and blood.
But before Xu Guangling could practice this method, he had already passed the stage where he needed to use this method to train his Qi and blood. In addition, he never had much free time, so Xu Guangling also never practiced calligraphy.
The bad handwriting is also reflected in the seal cutting.
However, after practicing for a long time and carefully carving several seals, Xu Guangling was not thinking about calligraphy, but painting.
When I was with the teacher, the two girls I met in the park one morning opened a new door for Xu Guangling. At first, the girl gave him a painting, and Xu Guangling also painted another.
That one was painted quite well by Xu Guangling.
But until now, he doesn't know any techniques about painting.
Xu Guangling was recruiting beginners to teach painting on the art college’s on-campus forum. After two boys were replaced in a row, he had to relax his requirements and allow girls to teach.
Then, as expected, he found a girl with a very good attitude and ability to give him an introductory painting class, explaining basic knowledge and demonstrating various techniques.
"Sure enough, people of the same sex repel each other!" Xu Guangling secretly slandered.
This girl is much more attentive in her teaching, and she is not comparable to the two boys in front of her.
After three days of teaching and learning, Xu Guangling painted his first real painting.
The content of the painting is a willow tree by the pond.
A large willow tree with a trunk that requires two or three people to embrace. The trunk is tilted and stretches toward the pond, while its countless tender branches hang down toward the pond like fishing lines. Some are above the pond, and some are immersed in the pond.
Some are hanging still, while others are blown by the wind and floating in the air.
On the wicker, there are deep and light greens, deep, light, and so light that it turns from tender green to light yellow. Even the yellow has not yet sprouted, only a translucent water-like color.
Several of the colors were mixed on the spot by Xu Guangling.
He fiddled with many kinds of paints for a long time before he finally found the desired tone.
Jiangnan willows, the spring breeze blows.
It is as unmoving as the earth, but uses the soft rod as a hanging hook.
This painting was named "Jiangnan" by Xu Guangling.
With this painting completed, Xu Guangling felt that he no longer needed to learn anything.
It's not that he has completely mastered the art of painting. In fact, it's not even a mastery, let alone a complete mastery. There are still too many things that he needs to learn in this skill.
It's just that Xu Guangling didn't want to become a painting master.
He just wants to learn painting.
After learning this, judging from the situation, he has been able to draw what he wants to present in his mind relatively freely.
That also means that the study of painting can end here.
Gao Xiaoyan, on the other hand, stayed still.
If she was amazed by the boy's image and temperament when they met three days ago, then now, standing in front of the painting he drew, her heart was pounding.
There was astonishment, shock, and disbelief.
In the picture, the branches of the willow trees seemed to show her the whole spring.
Looking at the painting, she closed her eyes slightly, and the wind in the painting seemed to pass through the painting paper, coming from virtuality to reality, blowing on her body, blowing gently, cool and warm at the same time.
What was carried into the nose by the wind was a strong and light fragrance.
It emanates from the branches of the willow trees, from the green leaves, from the goose-yellow buds...
She breathed in deeply unconsciously, and the breath penetrated from the tip of her nose, and then penetrated into her entire body. This made her lazy and energetic.
God, am I crazy!
After waking up from the intoxication, Gao Xiaoyan really couldn't believe how this painting made her feel. What made her even more unbelievable was that this was really something painted by a "beginner"?
My own painting level is not that good, but Gao Xiaoyan still has a certain level of appreciation and knowledge.
She has appreciated many paintings, from masters, famous artists, and ordinary paintings.
But there has never been a painting that brought her the feeling she does now!
Gao Xiaoyan felt that her appreciation ability had gone wrong at this moment, and it was a huge mistake! In other words, her appreciation ability simply disappeared at this moment!
She was completely unable to evaluate the quality of this painting.
"Mr. Xu, can I take this painting of yours back and show it to my teacher? I want her to evaluate this painting," Gao Xiaoyan said.
"No need, it's just graffiti." Xu Guangling shook his head, "Teacher Gao, the class will end today. Thank you for your careful teaching these days!"
"Ah, you don't want to learn anymore?" Gao Xiaoyan blurted out eagerly, "That's right, with your current level, I'm not qualified at all..."
"No, Teacher Gao, you taught very well!" Xu Guangling said sincerely, "Your teachings these days are very important to me, but painting is just a small hobby of mine. Now and in the future, I will not have any
Too much time can be spent on this, so I think it’s almost enough to learn this level.”
Gao Xiaoyan was sent away by Xu Guangling with mixed feelings.
Until she returned to school and lay on the bed to take a nap after dinner, all Gao Xiaoyan could think about was still these.
About Xu Guangling.
About the painting painted by Xu Guangling.
"What kind of person is this Mr. Xu?"
Various identities flashed through Gao Xiaoyan's mind, but none of them were quite consistent, even in general.
Even when she was sleeping at night, Gao Xiaoyan's mind was still in chaos. She was thinking about this and that, and regardless of this or that, it was always centered around that person or that painting.
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