330 Chapter 329 Sending Paintings (Subscribe!) (1/2)
The next day.
May 3rd.
Tang Qing did not visit Lin Jiaxue in the morning, but painted at home.
The subject wasn't a gun this time, but Lin Jiaxue, who had been'skillful' for so long, and he really hadn't painted for her.One is not enough, two, three, many.
There are no failed works in his hands.
The one in the painting is his lover, and he does not allow himself to tear up any one or roll it into a ball and throw it in the trash can.
Because this is what he loves in this life.
After finishing the largest pair, Tang Qing took it and hurried to the frame shop.
This is the largest and best picture frame mounting shop in the city.
Tang Qing hadn't been here before. The information was collected by the command room, and he would know it as soon as he asked. It was not far away. The taxi arrived in five or six minutes, one block away from his school.
Qingfengzhai.
It sounds very literary, and the plaque is also very particular. Looking at the high-end, Tang Qing kept nodding his head, writing well, and it is the material of the plaque that matches ours...He didn't understand at all.
Only know that it is wood.
Once in the door.
The cultural scent came to your face.
This is mainly about mounting hand-painted art works, not mounting photo posters, etc. The business is relatively single, but also professional.It's just that some of the works displayed in the entrance hall are a bit hehe.
Tang Qing curled his lips.
You copied this ghostly appearance and showed it, you really feel good about yourself.
If it weren't for most of the works, he turned around and left.
An old man who looked very energetic was carving a woodcarving on the counter in front of the store, but it seemed that he was just beginning and could not see what to carve.
Seeing Tang Qing entering the door.
The old man stopped his work.
”Little brother, hello, do you want to mount something?” The old man pushed his eyes and smiled.
The smile is very kind.
”A painting uses the best materials,” Tang Qing replied.
”Our best frame material is yellow...”
Tang Qing interrupted the old man's careful explanation.
”I want it, mount it.”
”Ah, good.”
Encountered a local tyrant.
The old man is also very happy.
Speaking of accepting the painting in Tang Qing's hand, he didn't need to open it. Once he touched the paper, he knew it was a sketch.
He thought it was a clumsy work by a young man, but slowly opened it, and a beautiful and immortal woman leaped on the paper. He not only took a deep breath.
Good painter.
Good composition.
General sketches are limited in what they can express through shadows. Especially when drawing people, old people have a more ”photographic” vicissitudes of life than young people, but Tang Qing's sketches look unusually smooth, with no extraneous. The lines of each stroke are indispensable, but they can express the beauty of a woman perfectly.
It's a god.
The old man has never seen such a perfect sketch character when he grows up.
Really a master level.
”Little brother, is this painted by your adult?” The old man asked in surprise.
”No, what's the matter?” Tang Qing shook his head.
”No, I just want to meet the painter, and dare to ask which master Qingxue is.” Looking at the big red clay seal on it, he was sure he had never heard of it, but the word Qingxue was firmly imprinted. In his mind.
Listen, Tang Qing drifted a little unconsciously.
”The master dare not be it. I painted this. Old man, hurry up and mount it. I will add more money and give it away in a hurry.” Tang Qing urged, he was going to give it to Lin Jiaxue later.
The old man's complexion changed, and he looked at Tang Qing in shock and asked, ”You painted this?”
”Well, trouble.” Tang Qing said.
”No trouble, no trouble, little brother, please, Xiao Ke, come and pour tea for the distinguished guest.” The old man hurriedly took Tang Qing to the sofa in the corner of the hall and greeted the backyard.
”Come on.”
A crisp female voice came from the backyard.
The old man smiled at Tang Qing and said, ”Little brother, wait a minute, I'll definitely fix it for you within an hour. Even if you increase the price, dare you ask where the little brother is?”
”I taught myself.”
”Self...Teach yourself? You are really a genius.” The old man exclaimed.
”Thank you.” Tang Qing smiled.
At this time, a 16 or 17-year-old woman came out, wearing a school uniform. Tang Qing smiled. It seemed that she was still in the same school, but she shouldn't be in the third year of high school. Otherwise, she wouldn't fail to recognize him.
”Grandpa, who is this?”
”A distinguished guest. You look at the store first, and I will mount this picture.” The old man said.
”Oh.”
When the old man arrived in the backyard, he didn't know, there was a tinkling sound and the sound of a cutting machine.
Tang Qing didn't go to see either.
That is the craftsmanship of others, which is a taboo.