But when it came to "outside the window", Tian Shumin suddenly remembered the business.

She hurriedly turned to look at He Tiantian, confused and a little anxious, "Tiantian, you just paint. What were you doing sitting by the window in a daze just now?"

Yes, how could she forget this?

It was because her daughter was sitting in a daze on the window, half of her body almost leaning out of the room, that Tian Shumin mistakenly thought that her daughter was having trouble thinking.

"Oh, you said this!"

He Tiantian said casually, "I was painting and painting, and suddenly I felt that the colors and textures of those leaves were very interesting!"

"Also, when I first discovered it, it was not dark yet, and the orange-red sunlight shone down, casting very strange light and shadow under the leaves."

"In the light and shadow, the colors and textures of the leaves seem to be different. It seems to have a three-dimensional feeling..."

As He Tiantian spoke, he turned his attention to the window again.

Now it's dark outside, there's no sunlight, but there's an extra layer of moonlight.

And under this soft white light, the leaves seem to be different.

He Tiantian looked at it in ecstasy, as if she wanted to see through every particle of chlorophyll in those leaves.

Ho Guotai & Tian Shumin:......

The couple looked at their daughter in astonishment. She was so confused just now, why is she now in a daze again?

Tian Shumin's heart beat violently when she saw her little girl wandering around the world again.

She looked at her husband for help, and did not dare to speak loudly for fear of disturbing her daughter. She could only use exaggerated mouth movements and said silently: "Husband, what should I do?"

If my daughter is like this, could it be that she has been made stupid by painting?

Why did he become so nagging and dumbfounded?

He Guotai was also confused. How did he know what to do?

However, he is the man of the family and the backbone, and he must take the lead at critical moments.

He Guotai's eyes lit up, "Yes!"

He made a gesture towards Tian Shumin, which meant: You look at Tiantian first, and I will find a solution!

Tian Shumin understood instantly, nodded desperately, and waved her hand quickly: Go! Go!

He Guotai didn't dare to delay, so he hurried to the living room, picked up the landline and called He Tianxin.

"Xinxin, that painter you mentioned at noon, do you have his contact information?"

"Is it Teacher Qin Song?"

He Tianxin was startled and quickly thought of what she had said at noon.

However, she didn't know what was going on at home and thought her father was anxious and wanted to find a good art teacher for He Tiantian as soon as possible.

"Yes, yes, this is Teacher Qin!"

How could He Guotai remember Teacher Qin Song? He just wanted to find a professional painter to ask.

"..." He Tianxin thought for a while and said, "Dad, let me call my senior sister first."

"Okay! Hurry up!"

He Guotai urged anxiously.

He Tianxin:……

I didn't expect to expose He Tiantian's lies so quickly, but the situation didn't allow it, so I really can't blame her.

He Tianxin muttered silently in her heart, and then called the senior sister's phone number that she had copied in advance.

After the call was connected, He Tianxin identified herself and said that her sister wanted to study art and hoped to consult with professionals like Teacher Qin Song.

My senior sister is also very kind to her classmates.

It is actually a taboo to go beyond the training institution and contact the teacher directly.

However, since she was a junior girl from the same school, the senior sister still gave He Tianxin her contact information.

He Tianxin quickly told He Guotai the number.

He Guotai was running around anxiously.

The little daughter in the room was still staring at the dark window in a daze.

Oops, looking like that makes people feel panicked.

After getting the painter's phone number, He Guotai quickly dialed it without any hesitation.

The phone rang a few times and was answered. The voice was a gentle and warm male voice. He sounded quite young, about thirty years old.

"Hey, is this Teacher Qin? I, I have a daughter who likes to draw. She drew pencil drawings by herself at home today, and she became dazed while drawing..."

He Guotai told He Tiantian's situation at once, "Teacher Qin, you are an expert. Do you think my daughter's situation is abnormal?"

Qin Song:...I am a painter, not a doctor.

Your daughter is in an inexplicable daze. If you think it's abnormal, send her to the hospital quickly.

Call me--

etc!

A thought flashed through Qin Song's mind and he asked, "Parent, how is your child's painting? Do you like painting very much?"

"Oh, Teacher Qin, my daughter is very good at painting. Although I don't understand it, she looks good!"

He Guotai was anxious, but when he mentioned his daughter's "painting skills", he immediately became energetic and praised him gushingly.

Qin Song was a little curious.

As a graduate student in the S Art Oil Painting Department, he spent more than 20 years painting, and he also had an "epiphany" moment.

And their kind of epiphany and inspiration may appear to outsiders as being insane.

But, would an ordinary high school student have such an opportunity?

Qin Song happens to be working near the community where the He family lives, and he has been relatively free these days and is preparing to find inspiration for his next work.

In a moment of excitement, I agreed to come to He's house to have a look.

Half an hour later, Qin Song arrived at He's house, only to find that the high school girl did not continue to be in a daze, but was holding a drawing board and drawing something.

Qin Song took a closer look and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

hiss!

This kid's sketches are very good.

Qin Song's sketches are very good and he is absolutely expert.

Between experts, there is no need to say too much. As long as the other party draws a line, you can see the other party's skills.

"This is the first piece of work that we Tiantian painted, and this is the second piece..."

Tian Shumin carefully handed several pieces of sketch paper to Qin Song.

The first one is a bit jerky, probably for practicing.

The second picture is much better, and the quality has reached the level of a professional art student.

The third picture, damn, such a big improvement, the shadows and layout are well controlled.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Qin Song still felt that the other party was better than him.

With this foundation, I am qualified to go directly to an art school and become a teacher.

But what really makes Qin Song stunned is this terrifying talent - one picture is better than the next, the progress is visible to the naked eye, and it is the kind of flying improvement!

genius!
Chapter completed!