Qianwumei Also Wants To Be a Cartoonist

An Yi used to see some tourist attractions that literary youth like to go to, such as YN Lijiang. There are some artists with coquettish hair who set up stalls and sell paintings on the street. They can directly display the paintings on T-shirts. , Very powerful, very compelling.

　　 And what she has to do next is naturally to learn from these cows. She has always felt that painting in the street is a very good thing, very literary and very compelling...

　　 However, the cruel reality gave her a blow!

She chose the location of her street painting in the underground pedestrian passage close to the city center where the daily flow of people is good, because here, there are often erhu performers and some professional beggars with familiar faces. Look at their income. It looks pretty good...

But for some reason, she took a lot of effort to get the guy who ate herself into this underground walkway, put on a posture, and when she was preparing to create for customers, she played the low-level erhu next to him, and lay there. Against the backdrop of a poor professional beggar, she feels that she is not literary or compelling at all, and her painting style is not right at all, okay?

　　 Does she have to put a poor gaped iron bowl in front of her too?

An Yi stood in front of her stand in a daze like this, her whole body froze to death, but no one came up to ask her how her paintings were sold. Many people were in a hurry, but most men couldn't help but face them. Curiously admire her beautiful figure, after all, An Yi's face is indeed very high, although she does not dress herself at all, nor does she have any self-consciousness as a beauty.

　　 For a whole day, Anyi didn’t have any income, but the professional beggar next to her and the third-rate erhu-level elder, whose income was at least 100%...

　　 Is there any reason in this world?

　　 An Yi is so depressed that he wants to die, is this the artist's sorrow?

　　 She finally realized the feeling of Van Gogh!

In fact, it was mainly because she was too cautious and introverted. She didn't show people passing by that she was sketching for people on the street and then selling paintings. Everyone thought she was here to practice painting, and by the way, she pretended to be aggressive. How can a breeder be short of money?

　　 There was another player playing the saxophone here last time. After he finished playing, he drove away with the domestically-made "Hualong" super worth tens of millions... Many passers-by were shocked.

　　 She stupidly brought her painting tools to this underground walkway for four days in a row. Even if it was freezing to death every day, she still had to keep going, she still didn't believe it!

　　 Until the fifth day, the professional beggar with a shabby beard on his face was actually very young. He finally couldn't stand it anymore. When he finished working, he came to An Yi and said, "The painter?"

　　 Anyi thinks that this beggar looks a bit like her "sharp brother" who was once popular on the Internet in her world, especially since he still has a soft China just taken out of his pocket...

　　 Beggars also soften China? Sure enough, professional!

　　 "Yeah." An Yi replied dully. She was not afraid because the other party was not a female.

　　 "Can I see your work?" asked the beggar, actually a little gentle.

　　 "Please." An Yi also brought a few oil paintings of the previous An Yi, all of which were mounted, but they were not ready to sell, just to show customers their painting skills.

　　 The frame of this oil painting is very particular. It is an important part of a complete oil painting. Especially for works with strong realism, the outer frame plays a role in defining the horizon of the work, which can often make the picture appear concentrated and compact. And because of the limitation of the frame, the scenery in the painting gives people endless imagination. The materials of the frame are mostly wood, plaster, aluminum alloy, etc. The size and thickness of the frame depend on the situation of the work.

The beggar picked up a painting to admire, the golden and green fields, the European-style farmhouse, and a dirt road paved from near to far. The whole painting is extremely realistic and artistic at the same time. The painting style is still gorgeous and beautiful. The extreme, which shows the superb level of the painter!

　　 This is still An Yi's work in junior high school.

　　 "Not bad." The beggar nodded, pretending to be good at it and commented.

　　 "Thank you." Anyi answered casually.

　　 "Spain? Have you been there."

　　 "No, it's Switzerland."

　　 "Good guy, it's pretty good, how is Switzerland?"

"Never been."

　　 "Uh...then why do you draw Switzerland so much like Switzerland?"

　　 "Don't you think this is Spain just now?"

The beggar was choked at once, and he smiled bitterly before saying: "Well, get to know, my name is Ou He, Ou He of Euclidean Geometry, I am a wandering writer, and recently I want to write a novel about the life of a beggar. So come here every day to experience life, and then I find that the money begged is still higher than the cost of my manuscript...what is your name, painter?"

　　 "Don't call me a painter, I won't come here anymore." An Yi replied, breathing **** her cold little hand.

"Okay, how do you call it, painter?" Ou He always felt that his name was like describing a kindergarten child, but the overly young girl in front of him was indeed very superb, at least in his opinion, better than him. A few friends who claim to be painters and artists in the circle are great!

　　 "An Yi."

　　 "Wang Anyi?"

　　 "No. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 "Li Anyi?"

　　 "My name is An Yi, my last name is ‘An’, my name is ‘Yi’, the ‘An’ of ‘Ping’an’, and the ‘Yi’ of ‘Memory’."

　　 Just when Ou He and Anyi had a chat, many other curious people came around, mostly men. This shows the importance of having a childcare when selling things. Of course, the good looks of the seller is also a just thing...

　　 The young writer and part-time beggar Ou He, who got the name of the girl, showed a contented smile and said: "This painting is not bad, I bought it."

　　 "This is not for sale!" Anyi hurriedly took the oil painting from his hand and put it in her arms, like a hen protecting a chicken.

　　 Ouhe was taken aback, and then said: "Then what are you selling?"

　　 "Sketch, I will draw now, it can be completed in as little as half an hour," An Yi said.

In fact, Ou He wanted to help this girl who seemed to be short of money, and didn't care what kind of painting he could buy, so he said in a convenient way: "Yes, you can draw a portrait of me. If you can write something about it, A message that matches my identity as a writer is even better."

　　 An Yi of course agreed, and she was excited for her ability to make her first business. She didn't know that this was just Ou He's sympathy for this pitiful girl.

When Ou He saw a lot of curious people crowding around to watch the girl’s painting, he couldn’t help but sigh: “Actually, I envy you painters, including calligraphers, because you can paint in the street and show off the limelight, but I’m a dog. A writer who crawls, can’t move a table out to write in the street..."

　　 When An Yi picked up the paintbrush, her whole personality seemed to have undergone tremendous changes, giving people a look as if they were about to burn!

　　At this moment, she is so beautiful and so dazzling!