Chapter 2148 I’ll teach you

There was a piece of drawing paper on the drawing board where Zhou Yao had scribbled casually.

The chaotic colors are quite challenging to people's aesthetics.

However, what appeared in Zhou Yao's eyes at this moment was a stunning painting.

The colorful and gorgeous colors bloomed into beautiful flowers.

It occupied his entire field of vision.

In a trance, he seemed to smell the fragrance of flowers in the air.

“…So beautiful!”

Zhou Yao murmured.

There was a hint of intoxication in his eyes.

……

This painting gave Zhou Yao a great shock.

……

"is acceptable."

The scholar didn't seem very satisfied.

"You painted it too messily before."

“That’s how it’s changed.”

……

Zhou Yao blinked.

It took me a long time to realize what the other person meant.

"……what?!"

he yelled.

"Yaoyao, what's wrong?"

The old lady asked with concern from the other side of the door, "Why are you screaming so loudly?"

"fine!"

Zhou Yao blurted out and yelled.

He had forgotten to be wary of the scholar who had appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

His face was filled with shock.

He stuttered when he spoke.

"This, this is the painting I just drew-"

He swallowed, "Changed?!"

……

"That's not even a painting."

The scholar looked disgusted.

……

Zhou Yao didn't care about the other party's complaints.

After all, the other party is telling the truth.

He was just doodling before.

I didn't think about drawing anything.

It's more like trying out a pen.

and so……

To be able to transform a painting that was not a painting into such a beautiful one...

"You are so awesome!"

Zhou Yao was amazed.

"Are you a master painter of some kind?"

The scholar's eyes flickered.

“…I’m not that good yet.”

"No, you're really good."

Zhou Yao moved closer to the drawing board.

"How did you do it?"

"It doesn't look like my previous random doodles at all..."

Each of the flowers above looks exactly as they are.

Rather than being transformed by acquired factors.

"That's amazing, that's amazing..."

The more he looked, the more shocked Zhou Yao was.

The same words were said over and over again unconsciously.

"so amazing……"

"how did you do that-"

"I can teach you."

The scholar looked at Zhou Yao.

"……what?"

Zhou Yao was stunned for a moment.

"……What did you say?"

"Don't you want to know how this picture was painted?"

The scholar laughed and said, "I'll teach you."

……

"You, you teach me?!"

Zhou Yao couldn't speak clearly.

"Can I, can I learn it?"

How could he possibly draw something like this?
Zhou Yao doubted whether he could do it.

……

"I'll teach you."

The scholar showed a determined look on his face, "You can definitely do it."

Zhou Yao was moved.

He clenched his fists.

The heartbeat is very fast.

Can he really draw such a picture?

His eyes were fixed on the painting.

There was still amazement in his eyes, but they were also filled with desire.

"……well!"

……

After that day, Zhou Yao had an art teacher.

He was very excited and wanted to introduce the scholar to his grandparents.

"...I'll help you explain to grandpa and grandma...Just say that I brought you here..." "Otherwise, grandpa and grandma will definitely not agree to let me learn painting from you..."

Although he was talking about something troubling, Zhou Yao looked excited.

"Maybe we'll have to call the police..."

If he had not been so astonished by the painting that the scholar had modified, he would probably have called the police.

If a stranger suddenly shows up in your home, everyone would call the police, right?

But since the other person could draw such beautiful pictures, he believed that he was not a bad person.

"Hey, then why are you in my warehouse?"

Zhou Yao turned his head and looked.

He really didn't want to-
"……teacher?"

The place where the scholar had been standing was now empty.

Zhou Yao turned around and looked around.

He was the only one left in the warehouse again.

"teacher?"

"teacher?!"

Zhou Yao became anxious.

Why is the teacher missing?
I clearly said I would teach him how to draw...

……

"Whenever you want to learn to paint, come here."

……

"teacher!"

Zhou Yao turned his head suddenly.

Still saw nothing.

But his heart, which had been beating rapidly because he couldn't find his teacher, calmed down.

The anxiety on his face also faded.

The teacher did not go back on his word.

only……

"Teacher, don't you want to meet my grandparents?"

"..."

no respond.

Zhou Yao waited for a while.

Finally gave up.

He opened the door of the warehouse.

The afterglow of the setting sun pours down.

Zhou Yao narrowed his eyes slightly.

……

"Yaoyao."

The old lady waved to the young man who looked over and said, "I was just about to call you."

"Come for dinner."

Zhou Yao turned around and looked inside the warehouse again.

It was a normal day in a crowded warehouse.

But it was different in Zhou Yao's eyes.

The drawing that the teacher corrected is still on the drawing board.

The setting sun shines through the small window above.

Cover the lower artboard.

The flowers painted by the setting sun look more and more real.

"Yaoyao, what are you looking at?"

The old man urged his grandson, "Eat first."

"Let's talk after dinner."

Zhou Yao withdrew his gaze.

"coming."

……

From then on, Zhou Yao would go to the warehouse whenever he had free time to learn painting from his teacher.

The two old people looked at the child's hurried back and shook their heads in confusion.

"Why does this kid always go to the warehouse recently?"

The old man looked puzzled.

"Why is it the same as when we were kids?"

At that time, Zhou Yao discovered the warehouse for the first time. He was extremely surprised. Just like now, he would run to the warehouse whenever he had free time.

It's called taking an adventure.

He just didn't understand. What was the point of taking risks in such a small warehouse?
After he said this, he was kicked by the old woman.

Why is he arguing with a child?

"If you're curious, just ask."

The old lady narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"It's been hot these days, and we don't like to turn on the air conditioner. If Yaoyao feels hot, he can go to the warehouse to cool down."

"oh oh."

The old man accepted this explanation.

He muttered, "Kids nowadays are spoiled. They want cold air conditioning in the summer and hot air conditioning in the winter. They can't stand any low or high temperatures."

"It's because they caught up with the good times."

The old lady glared at the old man slightly, "You too."

"If the child really wants to open it, open it for him for a while."

"Otherwise, are you treating the air conditioner in our room as a decoration?"

“It’s not good to stay in an air-conditioned room for too long…”

Seeing the old lady glaring at him again, the old man quickly responded, "I know, I know."

……

"teacher!"

Seeing the familiar figure beside the drawing board, Zhou Yao's face broke into a big smile.

"look."

He hurriedly took out the painting he had drawn during break from his schoolbag.

Just a pencil sketch.

“How about this painting?”

Zhou Yao pursed his lips, his face full of anticipation.

(End of this chapter)