Everyday heroes

Chapter 115 White Jade Pool

Chapter 115 White Jade Pool

Jinhe Village is only a few steps away from Chongjiang Suocheng. The villagers there sell small toys and wooden products in the Suocheng scenic spot during the day, and return to the village to rest and live at night.

To a certain extent, the situation in this remote scenic area also coincides with the chronic illness in the urban planning of many modern metropolises in China.

During the day, people flock to the central business district to work in high-end office buildings; at night, the bustling CBD becomes an empty city, and people flow back to the suburbs or even neighboring cities to sleep and rest. The production and living places are often separated.

However, it may be that the Suocheng Scenic Spot brings good benefits to the local residents. The self-built buildings in Jinhe Village look pretty good. Although in the eyes of the architects, they are all at the level of farmers’ houses without much design, but From the public's point of view, it can already boast a style.

Guan Lang didn't come here to look at the houses. He heard that there is a Baiyutan at the back of the village. The same white jade.

"Hello, can you tell my brother where there is a pool near here?"

Guan Lang asked the children in the village for the way, and a few children who were playing around and playing around were babbling and babbling to show him the way.

A brave boy of seven or eight years old even volunteered to lead Guan Lang there.

Children are like this, and they especially like the feeling of being entrusted to them by others, as if they are already mature and stable little adults.

It's not enough for Guan Lang not to let them take it.

As a result, a large group of children walked around him like stars and moons, and he mixed among the children like a child king who hadn't grown up.

After wandering around the village for a while, Guan Lang also found the location of Baiyutan.

But apparently he was not the only one who had heard that this was a good place to view the scenery. There were quite a few people sitting on the weeds beside the pool.

There are a few fishermen holding fishing rods, and most of them are a group of young people, sitting on portable folding cloth chairs, with easels and drawing boards in front of them, sketching the scenery not far away.

The two groups are separated by a long distance, so they will not interfere with each other.

However, Guan Lang's original desire to enjoy the beautiful scenery alone could only end without a problem.

Guan Lang walked over, and suddenly he found a familiar figure among the sketching crowd.

It's Tang Tang Xuemei, who I haven't seen for a long time.

Guan Lang quietly moved behind her without making a sound, wanting to see how she was painting?

However, when Guan Lang was standing behind her, it was still obvious that her hand holding the paintbrush trembled suddenly, and then her movements became stiff, and then she slowly lowered her arms, and suddenly stopped painting, and her eyes were fixed on the Baiyutan in front of her. If you keep looking at it, it seems that you can stare out a flower.

Guan Lang thought about it for a while, and understood the reason. He stood behind him and blocked the sunlight, so he was naturally discovered by Tang Tang. In addition, most people who have sketched from nature have this kind of feeling that others stand behind them like a light on their backs. Sixth sense, many strangers like to stop and watch when they see other people sketching, and some people even point fingers and criticize your paintings with others in front of you.

Guan Lang patted her on the shoulder.

She was so frightened that she stood up suddenly, and was about to hit Guan Lang with her backhand.

But when she saw that it was Guan Lang, her cheeks flushed suddenly, and she quickly stopped her hand.

"So it's you, senior. I thought someone was playing hooligans." Tang Tang patted his chest nonchalantly.

Guan Lang smiled and looked at her painting.

Realizing that Guan Lang's gaze was on his sketch, Tang Tang's cheeks blushed slowly down his neck.

"Senior, the painting is not good, I'm making you laugh." Tang Tang showed a shy smile, as if being stared at the painting felt like a classmate.

"Where, the painting is already very good." Guan Lang nodded and said with a sincere face, he really wasn't trying to comfort her.

This painting has a delicate feeling unique to women and a special texture. It is a work with a strong personal style.

Compared with the students sitting near her, the level of work is obviously much higher.

"Senior, I just met you, why don't you guide me?" Tang Tang overcame his shame and whispered.

"I don't dare to be a guide, so let me give some advice."

Now that Tang Tang brought it up, Guan Lang stopped being polite. For a painting learner, compared with the compliments that everyone is willing to hear, pointing out the problems to the point can make her truly improve.

"The overall feeling of the picture is not bad, but the relationship between virtual and real has been dealt with weakly. Look here, the contrast here is relatively strong in the picture, and your brushwork should be more detailed. As for the trees in the distance here, since it is a distant view, The strokes are weaker than the close-up." Guan Lang pointed at the screen with his hand, pointing out a few problems in the screen. "By the way, did you bring a eraser? Let me deal with it for you."

"I brought it, it seems to be in the pencil case, I'll look for it." Tang Tang nodded like a small animal.

Guan Lang made her feel like her own art teacher.

"Senior, here it is."

Tang Tang rummaged through the paper and wiped the pen, and handed it to Guan Lang.

"It's not a big problem. I'll wipe it off for you." Guan Lang took the pen and wiped it for her a few times in the foreground.

Guan Lang didn't make too many changes, he mainly focused on raising points and let Tang Tang modify it himself.

Tang Tang changed it according to Guan Lang's advice, and found that although he didn't write much, the impression of the picture was completely different.

Originally, although her picture looked complicated, it was a bit rigid, but after adjusting the relationship between reality and reality, the central subject of the picture appeared, which caught people's attention even more.

"Thank you, senior." Tang Tang stared at the drawing paper excitedly, she didn't expect such a work to be drawn by herself.

"It's okay, I just clicked a few words, the main thing is that you are smart and spiritual." After the painting was finished, Guan Lang would not hesitate to praise him, and Tang Tang really listened to his advice and put it into his pen.

Guan Lang walked across to Baiyutan, where a group of uncles were fishing.

He has never fished before, but when he was a child, he followed his father and some uncles to catch loaches in ponds and paddy fields in the countryside.

When he was a child, he went back to the countryside mostly during the Qingming holiday. At that time, the rice fields on the outskirts of Jiangcheng were filled with clear spring water, and loaches loved to haunt them.

Guan Lang can't remember clearly what happened when he was a child, but he can still remember the wild fun of touching loach in the warm field water trench in the mist at that time, although when he returned home, he, who looked like a mud monkey, would inevitably be beaten Guan Ma babbled a few words, but touching the loach was really interesting.

At this time, the uncles standing by the pool and sitting on the big green stone are probably not locals, but fishermen from other places. They are fully armed and equipped with wild fishing rods, fishing platforms and nets.

When Guan Lang walked to them, a ding dong sounded in his mind.

(End of this chapter)