Heavenly Star Chapter 122: A day with Long Huang’er (on)

.Your great Martian cup was originally determined to have 4K yards yesterday, but the gift was given for a day, and the mission has been completed until now-it seems to be 6:30 in the morning, the code word speed of my cup ... ... so three changes today and three changes tomorrow-it seems that the cause and effect relationship does not hold at all. As for why this is the case, I don't know.

The first is now.

"Everyone must have their favorite things in their hearts, so today we will draw our favorite things. Whether it is people, things, scenery, good or bad, difficult or easy, we all use our own hands. Paint it with a paintbrush. If you ca n’t even outline your favorite things, then learning drawing skill is completely meaningless. Think with your heart and draw with your hands, even if the painting is not good, it does not matter, as long as you really work hard . "

Ye Wuchen successfully ignited their enthusiasm. He did not explain what drawing skill was, there was no so-called demonstration, and he did not let them draw a stroke after stroke while he was boring, but let them cheer up. Gather your mind and work hard to draw your favorite things in your heart.

Hua Buhao was stunned and staring at the drawing skill class, which was always dead-hearted, filled with fire enthusiasm, and the faces of the students who usually followed the rules were all more serious and dedicated than ever before.

"What you have taught them is what I call dead painting." Ye Wuchen walked to Hua Buhao and whispered, as far as possible not to alarm the students who painted carefully, "the method you used is plain. It is to copy their painting methods to them, let them draw what they draw, let them draw how to draw. It should be noted that everyone has a different personality and style, and this also determines that everyone draws They have their own style, that is, the style of painting. As teachers, they should focus on cultivating their own unique style of painting. Only the style that suits them best can make them progress at the fastest speed. The scrutiny method will only make them The unique style is distorted or even strangled, making them enter the country slowly. More seriously, they may even forget why they want to paint and give up painting. "

He turned his head and looked at the enthusiastic students with a smile, saying, "Their enthusiasm today is because they have found a reason to learn to paint ... they can paint and keep their favorite things. "

Ye Wuchen's shock to Hua Buhao can be imagined. These students' unprecedented high interest has already made ironclad proof. In a few words, he almost completely overturned the way he taught people to paint over the years, but left him with no sense of dissatisfaction. When he bowed his head, he was ashamed: "The old man today listened to Young Master Ye's teachings, it was really like empowerment, and he suddenly realized. It turned out that the old man was also misleading while teaching people!"

Ye Wuchen shook his head: "Sir, you speak a lot. It ’s easy to cultivate everyone ’s unique style, but it ’s relatively difficult to do. Especially if you take care of so many people at once, it ’s much harder than before. . "

Hua Buhao's waist is a little lower again, and said seriously: "No! For a teacher, the most gratifying thing is that his students can surpass themselves. Young Master Ye Some words show the way for the old man, how can the old man be lazy .Even if you are tired, it's comfortable in your heart. "

The large studio is full of the sound of brush rubbing on the drawing paper, rustling, but no one speaks, all attentive, not disturbing others, let alone being disturbed by others. Even Long Huang'er is painting honestly there, but her sitting posture is really not elegant, and the posture of holding a pen is even more terrible, but her face is rarely serious. Those glittering eyes peeped at Ye Wuchen from time to time.

Do n’t you draw me? Ye Wuchen could not help but think.

"Teacher, I'm done!"

After a long time, the little girl first asked by Ye Wuchen raised her hand and shouted, accidentally calling him a teacher. Ye Wuchen went over, looked at the painting for a short time, and whispered, "Do you think this Phoenix Plumeria is the same as what you think?"

"Not the same."

"What's different then?"

"Wu... ... The shape of the flower is not really good, the leaves are a bit wide, and also ... also is very incompatible."

"Well, since you can see that those places are different from what you think, the next time you draw, you can definitely adjust better, right?"

The little girl immediately nodded confidently: "Well! I can, I can draw the perfect Phoenix Plumeria for the teacher soon."

She took out the previous drawing paper and painted it again on the new drawing paper. There was no impatience or boredom on the expression, she was still so focused.

Ye Wuchen quietly walked behind the studio, then walked behind behind Long Huang'er and looked at the drawing board in front of her. Suddenly, he seemed to be hacked by an Heavenly Thunder, and he couldn't cover his eyes immediately to escape ... This is not me, it must not be me.

Long Huang'er peeked forward, but did not find the figure of Ye Wuchen. He suddenly looked backwards subconsciously, and saw Ye Wuchen with a weird expression standing behind him. She was frightened, hurriedly reached out to cover her drawing board, and then put her hand down again. said with a laugh: "Does my painting look good?"

"... Do you want to see it, don't you say it?" Ye Wuchen asked carefully, lest he get the answer he expected. At this point he had no courage to look at it again.

"Of course I painted you. Because I found that my favorite person now is you." Long Huang'er happily said.

Ye Wuchen: "..."

"Princess, tell me honestly, do you like to paint?" Ye Wuchen said feebly. Being able to draw people like this makes him so amazing.

Long Huang'er thought for a while before honestly saying, "I don't like it ... but I don't even like to learn etiquette. also is really annoying for any female celebrity and womanhood ..."

"Then ... shall we sneak out and play?" Ye Wuchen said. Even at the risk of Long Yin's anger, he really couldn't bear to let Long Huang'er mess up his image.

Long Huang'er eyes brightened, almost jumped up without excitement. Ye Wuchen raised his forefinger and made a hissing motion. He walked to Hua Buhao and said, "Mr. Hua, the princess is absent from painting and cannot be forced. The interest is the best teacher. Forcing is impossible." Take the princess to look elsewhere, look for what she likes, and come back tomorrow. If the emperor sends someone to ask, you only need to answer that the princess came with me and went with me. This is not a bit of bullying. "

Although Hua Buhao is reluctant to hear that he will come back tomorrow, he was overjoyed and said respectfully: "Young Master Ye please, the old man will then answer according to Young Master Ye. As for students, the old man already knows what to do." /

Next, he will follow the method of Ye Wuchen, one by one to guide and induce.

When Ye Wuchen and Long Huang'er went out, the Hua Buhao rushed to the stage at an amazing speed, carefully rolled up the piece of drawing paper with the words "Ye Wuchen", held it in his hands, and his whole body was excited. Trembling.

What famous teacher Mo Bao is worthless in front of the three words of Young Master Ye!

"Where are we going to play?" Long Huang'er was as excited as a bird out of the cage.

"Don't the princess say that Heavenly Dragon City has never been there? Then we'll go out to play."

"Is Wa! true? Is it true? Don't lie to anyone!"

"Of course it is true. Except me, today you did n’t send anyone behind you in Imperial Father, so he would n’t know about the city." Ye Wuchen said with a slight smile, led her towards the nearest North Gate. Feeling this inner joy of Little Princess, he suddenly had a subtle and warm satisfaction. Of course, also has a sense of taboo about abducting the princess.

"It's great, it's great, I used to think you were a badass, now I know that you are so good ... I really like you more and more." Long Huang'er said with a leap. Out of town, the most normal thing for ordinary city is the princess that the princess longed for but could not achieve. Emperor House hides too much helplessness under the bright exterior.

"Hello, Shh!. If they recognize you as Flying Phoenix Princess, it's not good."

The two men went north as a thief, and they followed exactly the route from Ye Wuchen to Heavenly Dragon City.

Heavenly Dragon City's North Gate guards naturally have no one who has seen Long Huang'er. In addition, they have long been dazzled by pedestrians, and will no longer observe who they are. Ye Wuchen and Long Huang'er will go out of the north without any barriers. Then Long Huang'er screamed wildly and ran forward.

"I'm out of town, I'm out of town!"

Like a canary who is completely free, she looks at the blue sky, breathes the pure air here, and laughs crisply.

The farther away you are from the city, the rarer pedestrians will be. Since entering Heavenly Dragon City, this is also the first time Ye Wuchen has come to Chengbei.

"Princess, where do you want to go?"

"Hum, now I don't like you calling me a princess ... you can only call me Huang'er." Long Huang'er said wrinkling his nose.

"Okay. Then, where does Huang'er want to play?" Ye Wuchen asked with a smile.

"As long as you don't go back to the palace, you can go anywhere." She said waywardly.

"Well ... let's go catch fish, is there a shallow stream in front. When I came back with you Imperial Brother, I caught a fish there before entering the city."

"Catch fish?" This is undoubtedly a fresh and exciting word for Long Huang'er. She nodded quickly, "Hurry me up, I'm going."

The stream is cramped, the water is not as high as the knee, and it is extremely clear. There are always large and small fishes swim across. Such a stream has almost disappeared from the memory of Ye Wuchen. It is everywhere in this world.

There are various artificial ponds and small lakes in the palace, and Long Huang'er is the first time I saw a stream. That splashing sound is almost like Xianle in her ears. Eyes were flashing purer than the stream.

She took off her shoes, carried her skirt, and stood barefoot on the bluestone in the stream, enjoying the feeling of being caressed by the current. Heart, never before has the comfort and tranquility. This natural water flow is not paradoxical to her.

"Okay, do n’t stand stupid, we are here to catch fish. Only the fish we catch ourselves are the best. could it be that Huang'er do n’t want to eat the fish we catch?"

Ye Wuchen holds a carp struggling fiercely in his hand, with a demonstration-like smile on his face.

(p: 1, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and give birth to your child!)

(p: 2, the above drawing skill theory is purely nonsense, if there is similarity, it is nonsense. Please do not teach blindly to your children because of personal worship.)

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