Before His Eyes: Isn’t that how it’s played on 168 TV?

When I proposed to learn sketching, Ji Nanxin frowned in shock. Since I was a layman and didn't understand, I thought it was the most difficult part of drawing, so I asked him nervously, "Is it difficult?"

"No, sketching is the most basic." He said lightly.

I breathed a sigh of relief, "Then why do you have this expression?"

He looked at me, his eyes seemed to stare into a hole: "You want to learn to draw because of Qu Suyan?"

I answered honestly: "Yes."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a meaningful expression on his face.

I thought he was particular about something, after all he is also a master, would there be any weird rules, so I asked him: "Is it because I didn't learn with my heart, so I don't plan to teach me? "

He raised his eyebrows: "Who said that?"

"Isn't it always shown on TV?"

Ji Nanxin pulled his lips and shook his head: "Let's watch less TV dramas and read more books."

Me: "..."

This person's damage is really comparable to that of Lu Junyan.

Ji Nanxin told me that since he agreed to Gu Yu, he couldn’t go back on his word. No matter why I learned painting, he didn’t care, because it had nothing to do with him. Everyone who knows tells me that this is a task for him, and if it is successfully completed, he will turn to Gu Yu, so whether my original intention is pure or not, he doesn't care, and he doesn't want to care.

I'm very glad that reality is reality after all, and there is no bad plot and bad logic piled up in those TV dramas.

With Ji Nanxin's words, I finally let go of my worries and concentrated on learning painting from Ji Nanxin.

Ji Nanxin knows a lot. I have never been exposed to this aspect before. Now after listening to his explanation, I realized that this thing is completely different from what I used to paint on paper with a watercolor pen when I was a child. The realm of art is Sacred, and the field that Ji Nanxin talked about is something I have never thought of in my life.

I have never had much talent in art. It is estimated that everyone has their own good and bad things. For me, language is what I like, and painting is what I have more than enough energy for.

I was the fastest at memorizing vocabulary in college, and I was the first to absorb new grammar, so the teachers in the school liked me more, but when it came to learning to draw, I was almost as stupid as I was, and practiced lines from the beginning , his hands were shaking all the time, and he was not used to that posture, which caused his back to slump automatically while he was painting.

At this time, Ji Nanxin would immediately poke me with a pen, and I immediately sat up straight, but within a few minutes, I bent again.

My posture is not accurate enough, I thought I could show my talent and seriousness on the tip of the pen.

But I forgot that I am a woman who is not interested in art by nature. A simple cube is completely different in my drawing. Even when I see my own painting, I can't help but sigh.

I feel depressed and keep my head down.

Ji Nanxin came over and comforted me: "Drawing is not only a matter of talent, but hard work is also rare. In addition, I want to say that sketching is the foundation of painting, and it is also the most difficult part. Part of it, I don’t have any shortcuts to tell you, all you have to do is keep practicing, and time will tell you the answer.”

Sometimes I really feel that I do a lot of things for Lu Junyan, but he doesn't appreciate it, including picking up his long hair. I did it, but why didn't this man feel moved?

Is it because other people do this kind of thing a lot, he has long been used to it, or he has no feelings for me at all, so my every move can't attract him.

I suddenly felt that men are the most complicated creatures in the world, and their minds are harder to guess than women.

I have tried my best to please Lu Junyan. If I still fail in the end, I really don't know what to do.

So I took this study as my last chance to draw anytime, anywhere, all the time, except when I put down the pencil in front of Lu Junyan. When I returned to the bedroom, I locked the door and continued to pick it up.

Getting up early and working late at night, unable to sleep at night, this is simply harder than during the college entrance examination.

In school, I was glad that the matter of Lu Mu and Jing Yi had been resolved early, which saved me a lot of trouble and allowed me to calm down and practice slowly on my phone during the break time.

When Jing saw that I was busy with my head down, I couldn't help walking beside me curiously, "Mr. Shen, what are you doing?"

I looked up and looked around, the children were playing and no one was paying attention, so I said, "I'm drawing."

"Why did you suddenly think of painting?"

"There is no reason, I suddenly became interested."

How smart my son is, he immediately exposed it to me: "If it's really just a whim, according to Mr. Shen's enthusiasm, it will not exceed three days at most, but you have been in this situation for several weeks."

I was taken aback, I didn't expect him to observe so carefully.

I put down the pen, pinched his little face, "Then why do you think I am?"

He shook his head: "I don't know, that's why I asked Teacher Shen."

I rubbed his head with a smile, held the pen, and continued to draw: "Do you still remember that I said that I fell in love with someone?"

Jing Yi was clever, and immediately responded, "For that man?"

I nodded: "Yes, he likes to draw."

Jing Yi frowned, and then said to me hesitantly: "Mr. Shen... I don't like that uncle..."

"Why?"

"A man who beats a woman is not a good man."

I was stunned, I taught him this sentence.

It seems that he really misunderstood what happened in the toilet last time.

I looked at him and said seriously: "But I like it, what should I do?"

Jing Yi stopped talking, at this time Yunxi walked over, saw that we were chatting cheerfully, and immediately joined in: "Teacher, Jing Yi, what are you talking about!"

I looked at Jing Yi with a playful smile, "It's nothing."

Yun Xi hugged Jing Yi's arm and said, "Then I will take Jing Yi and leave first, teacher."

I nodded: "Okay."

Before leaving, Jingyi looked at me with complicated eyes. I just looked at him quietly. I knew that Jingyi was doing it for my own good, but my son, my mother did this for you .

Facts have proved that hard work will pay off. After I persisted for a month, I obviously felt that my drawing skills have improved a lot. It is no longer difficult to draw a cube. Ji Nanxin was a little surprised , He said it was a miracle. In less than a month, my painting level was as good as that of the first day. He praised me for my hard work and let me continue to persevere.

I am very happy, and it feels so good to be recognized by others. I suddenly feel that my staying up late every day is worth it.

It's another weekend day.

I prepared breakfast for Lu Junyan as usual and went out.

But because I was in a hurry, I ignored the quiet atmosphere at home. When I came to Ji Nanxin's house, Gu Yu asked me to cook quickly. They were starving to death. I quickly apologized and explained that I got up late today.