"Guest, ask him what he does, he is a poor scholar, but he paints well" Zhao Bo spared no effort to brag about Jiang Yi, he thought that maybe when, Jiang Yi would meet someone who admired his paintings.
"Is he very good at drawing" This strange man seemed to be very interested when he heard Zhao Bo's words.
"Yes, he is very good at drawing, but" It's just that he painted some cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and Uncle Zhao didn't know how to say it to this person.
"Then can you please find him, I have something I want him to help see."
The man is polite.
"Okay" Uncle Zhao hesitated, looked at Jiang Yi, and beckoned him over.
"Guest, he's here."
"I heard that you are good at painting," the man asked, his hat covering his face, unable to see his appearance clearly.
"Yes," Jiang Yi looked at Uncle Zhao, and then said to the man in embarrassment, "However, I only paint some paintings of gods and monsters, and nothing else." ” The man was suddenly stunned for a moment, "So, have you ever seen a monster?"
Jiang Yi's face was a little embarrassed, "This" "It just so happens that I wanted to ask you if you could help me draw a few portraits of the gods."
The man brought the glass to his lips and drank the wine, "I wonder if I can take a look at your other paintings." ” "Guest officer, do you want to paint a portrait of a monster" Although Jiang Yi rarely met someone who really wanted to ask him to paint a portrait of a monster, he was about to agree, when he suddenly remembered his agreement with Xiaoyu, "But guest officer, unfortunately it is very unfortunate, I recently promised someone to help her paint a portrait, and I will help her paint it in two days, and then help you paint, do you see it?"
"People" The man's tone seemed to be a little questioning, "It's okay, it doesn't matter, don't delay."
But can I go and see the portrait you have drawn?"
Zhao Bo pulled him behind Jiang Yi, meaning to tell him that no matter whose work he is taking on now, who he is helping to paint.
It is rare to meet people who appreciate his paintings, and it is necessary to take a slow time in order for more people to gradually accept those paintings he painted.
Jiang Yi hesitated for a moment before agreeing, "Yes, but can you please wait a while now in the wine shop?"
"It's okay, it's okay, just have me in the wine shop."
Uncle Zhao didn't want him to miss this opportunity, "Anyway, there is no one during the day, Jiangyi, you just take this guest officer to your house to have a look, guest officer, the painting painted by our Jiangyi is called a good one, within a radius of a hundred miles, you will definitely not find a second one like him."
"But Uncle Zhao" Jiang Yi was not at ease and left Uncle Zhao alone in the wine shop.
"It's okay, I'm alone, I've always been alone when you didn't come.
Hurry up and take someone to see your painting.
Zhao Bosheng was afraid that he would miss it if he hesitated any longer, so anyway, he pushed him out of the wine shop.
Then he turned back to greet the man, "Guest officer, Jiangyi's house is not far from here, just walk to the village in front."
"Hmm."
The man kept a gloomy face, answered, and followed Jiang Yi.
Although the matter did not come to a conclusion in the end, seeing that Jiang Yi took the man to see his paintings had already made Zhao Bo breathe a sigh of relief, feeling that this matter was probably about the same.
Along the way, the man and Jiang Yi chatted while walking, "I heard the owner of the wine store say that you are seventeen years old this year" "Yes, I just turned seventeen years ago."
Jiang Yi said.
"How many years have you been painting, then," the man asked.
"Well, I've actually started painting since I was a child, I can't study, but it's okay to paint, my mother always hoped that I could get fame when I was alive, but I was really clumsy, I took the exam a few times, but I couldn't even pass the township exam.
Eventually, I gave up and began to concentrate on painting.
Jiang Yi's answer was quite sincere, unlike those painters who believed that they had to pretend to be highly educated to coax others.
"Yes, as parents, we always want our children to live their lives the way they want them to live, and we often ignore what our children really want.
A lot of people's talents are delayed because of this, but you're good at that.
The man felt the same way.
"Actually, at first, my mother was also against it, because she felt that painting was not a craft, and there was no way to make a living like a carpenter and blacksmith.
But then I found out that I really liked it, and although I didn't support it, I didn't oppose it anymore.
When Jiang Yi talked about his mother, he was still very happy.
The man seemed to be infected by Jiang Yi's words, "If only my children could understand these truths." ” When Jiang Yi heard the man's words at first glance, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart, but out of duty, he didn't want to inquire about the man's privacy, so he lowered his head and didn't answer anything.
"Your mother must be very happy, she has such a sensible child as you."
The man said.
"Thank you" Jiang Yi smiled a little reluctantly, perhaps influenced by this man.
When he saw the courtyard in front of him, he suddenly thought that Xiaoyu was still at home, and stopped suddenly.
"How," the man asked.
"Well, the guest officer is like this, my house was not cleaned up last night, can you wait a moment, and let me go back first and put things in place."
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Jiang Yi was worried about it, if he brought this man back and happened to meet Xiaoyu, it would be terrible.
"Okay, then you go back and clean up first, I'll wait for you outside."
Men are very talkative.
After Jiang Yi thanked him, he hurried home quickly, and went straight to where Xiaoyu lived, and was afraid that the man would hear it, so he knocked on the door lightly, and waited for a while without any response before pushing the door and walking in.
"Little Jade Girl, Little Jade Girl" It's just that there's a shadow of a little jade girl somewhere in the house.
Xiao Yu was not in the house, Jiang Yi went to his room to look for it, there was no Xiao Yu anywhere, he didn't know where Xiao Yu went, obviously they said okay, when he came back from work tonight, he would help Xiao Yu paint a portrait.
Xiaoyu shouldn't be gone "What's wrong" The man walked over when he saw Jiang Yi looking for something and walked out of the yard.
"It's okay" Jiang Yi was a little flustered, "Guest officer, please come in." ” He led the man straight into his own room, the man stood at the door, and looked at the other room with the door open next to him, just now Jiang Yi said that he would come back to tidy up first, obviously he went to this room first.
"That's where my deceased mother lived when she died."
Jiang Yi didn't notice that the man was already vigilant, and he was still beckoning him, "Guest officer, come and see, all the paintings I painted before are here." ” When the man walked into the room, there were portraits painted by Jiang Yi hanging everywhere on the table, window, and cabinet.
"These are all drawn by you" "Hmm.
I painted them all, I helped out in the wine shop during the day, and when I came back in the evening, I sometimes drew a random sketch when I remembered something, and I was very satisfied with several of the paintings here.
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