Of course, Gu Shishi was not a psychologist.
But she still had common sense.
After she finished crying, she calmed down.
She took out a small notebook and began to write a battle plan again.
[First, don't force the big boss.]
Some people would become more tense the more they were forced.
Only by diverting their attention and slowly letting them relax would they be willing to reveal their problems and the problem would be easily solved.
[Second, consciously instill the concept that some people are hopeless.]
Compare two groups of samples, Huo Chuchu and Huo Wencheng.
The former was obedient now, worked hard, and even knew how to cherish the present. Wasn't it a blessing in disguise?
As for the latter, she didn't want to say anything. They were both brothers. What good did he do? Individualism could not be saved!
It was not something that anyone could change! Bad genes!
[Third, education is not only Baba's problem.]
In this world, there were mothers, uncles, and aunts. No matter how bad it was, there were still teachers.
There were many role models and many people to control.
The big boss obviously couldn't blame the problem on herself.
[Fourth, let nature take its course. Let's be prepared. It's our fortune to have a baby. Don't force it.]
[Fifth, the baby is very cute. It's worth looking forward to ~]
Gu Shishi wrote a few words and thought about it with her chin in her hand.
How could she implement these battle plans and make the big boss understand this principle?
She couldn't just preach.
"Sigh."
Gu Shishi was bald.
It could be seen how difficult the path of teaching children in the future would be …
She touched the drawing paper beside her hand and stared at her half-completed landscape painting.
As she looked at it, she stood up with a swoosh, took a sheep's brush, and suddenly started writing!
Got it!
In the study next door, Qin Ruhai had completed his task and naturally went back to report.
Seeing the back of the man standing by the window with half of his face hidden in the shadows, Qin Ruhai couldn't help but want to curse in his heart.
God was really unfair!
He was such an understanding, gentle, and considerate man. He was handsome, rich, and skilled. He was young, romantic, and humorous. Why didn't he find a good wife?!
Yet, this expressionless guy had a good wife!
Sigh!
It was really unfair!
"I've told her."
Qin Ruhai turned around and left.
If he stayed for another minute, he would go crazy with jealousy.
"Yes."
The men in the shadows didn't turn around.
For the next few days, Gu Shishi continued with her healthy routine and pretended that nothing had happened.
In fact, even when Huo Sishen returned to the room that day, she did not have the intention to discuss this matter. When it was time, she pulled him to sleep.
Huo Sishen also remained tight-lipped about this matter.
As usual, one of them painted at home while the other worked at home.
There was not a single word about the child. The two of them were in a harmonious world.
However, on the Saturday of the exchange meeting, Gu Shishi made a small request after her marriage.
"Can I ask Si Yi to help me deliver the painting?"
"Yeah, I'll go too, but I'll wait in the car outside. But … Mr. Huo, can you come with me? "
No man would be able to resist the temptation of being called 'sir' by his little wife.
"Yes."
However, Huo Sishen lowered his gaze and could not help but take another look at the painting tube in her arms.
It was a landscape painting. He had been paying attention to it for the past few days.
However, there were a few blank spots. He did not see the completion of the painting. He might have missed it when he went out for a morning run.
"I'm going to give them a big shock."
"Keep my age a secret for now."
Gu Shishi pursed her lips.
"So I'll wait in the car."
"Okay."
Huo Sishen defended his girl without hesitation.
She could do whatever she wanted.
As long as she liked it, it would not take much effort for her to set up an ink painting foundation.
He raised his hand and gestured for Si Yi to enter.
Gu Shishi bit her lip.
Was he not curious about her work at all?
How depressing.
When Si Yi got out of the car, he had already received his boss's signal.
Buy it.
Si Yi immediately nodded.
Understood!
Huo Sishen closed his eyes again.
Gu Shishi anxiously poked her head out. "Si Yi, remember to broadcast it live."
She waved her phone.
Si Yi immediately accepted the order and plugged in his wireless earpiece.
Of course, Gu Shishi also wanted to hear other people's comments on her work.
There was no objective evaluation of her work.
It was Si Yi's first time entering such an artistic association.
However, he was not afraid. He had attended several auctions with his boss and was also a knowledgeable person.
When he arrived at the venue, he followed the address and went up to the second floor of the small bungalow.
However, when he went up, he was also stunned.
This place was not classy, but visually stunning!
The entire small room of 50 to 60 square meters was filled with a bunch of old men and women with white hair.
The moment Si Yi walked in, he felt out of place!
He was dressed in a black uniform, his body was strong, and his steps were like the wind.
They were not from the same world at all!
"Old Li, your flowers and birds have improved again!"
"Haha, your characters are not to be outdone either. This time, your expression is even more harmonious than last month!"
"But in terms of characters, Brother Lei's skills are still a level higher!"
"You're flattering me —"
The old guys in the room were obviously discussing the painting enthusiastically.
However, soon, they also noticed that Si Yi's style was not quite right.
"Young friend, did you come to the wrong place? We're holding an event today. "
A white-haired old man in a Chinese tunic suit with a beer belly smiled and spoke.
"This building's directions are indeed unclear. You're from the oil art exhibition, right? Go out and turn right. That's the house over there. "
Everyone nodded in unison.
However, Si Yi coughed and put down the painting tube on his back.
"Hello seniors, I didn't come to the wrong place. I'm here to deliver the painting for this ink and painting exchange."
Everyone looked at him up and down in bewilderment.
"Eh?!"
"Could this be the newcomer in the group, the ink and painting artist?"
"He's actually a young junior. President Huang personally recommended him into the group. I thought he was of the same seniority as us. "
"Young friend, which art sect are you from? Who's your master? "
"Could he be President Huang's disciple?"
Before Si Yi spoke, they had already guessed.
Sure enough, just as Gu Shishi had predicted, they had already labeled him as a junior based on his appearance before even looking at the painting.
"Senior, my family head asked me to come and deliver the painting. It's a little inconvenient for her. She asked me to come on her behalf and exchange with everyone. Later, I'll take pictures of your works and listen to your comments. "
It was as if he was just a messenger.
When everyone heard that, they immediately understood.
Si Yi was afraid that they would chase him away, but that didn't happen at all.
Not only did they not chase him away, but they also empathized with him and were especially warm towards him.
"Is his leg inconvenient?"
"The last time I was absent, it was because I twisted my waist. I have an ointment to recommend. Do you want it? "
"I'm old. I can't help it. My granddaughter has a kindergarten activity today. Fortunately, her mother is on leave, so I sneaked out! "
The group of old people sighed as they spoke.
When Si Yi heard that, he couldn't continue at all. He hurriedly placed the painting in the painting tube carefully on the table.
"Yes, yes. Let's look at the painting first."
"Then let's start with the newcomer."
"Haha, our group hasn't had a newcomer in a long time! I'm looking forward to it. Who's the expert? "
As they spoke, the painting scroll in Si Yi's hand slowly unfolded.
The painting scroll was always folded from left to right, so when it was unfolded, one would look at it from right to left.
As Si Yi carefully unfolded it, the majestic view of the mountains seemed to be completely unfolded.
The majestic and endless green river, the jagged and vigorous pine and cypress trees, as well as the jagged mountain rocks, immediately brought people into a vivid natural scenery.
Soon, they saw the red-clothed court lady at the foot of the mountain quietly gazing at the waterfall. The brim of her pink and white hat covered the side of her face. Under the contrast of the hard rocks, her clothes were soft and beautiful, captivating the birds and beasts.
Beside her, there was a toddler with hair tied up in a ponytail.
It seemed that he didn't know how to appreciate the beautiful scenery in front of him. He was still smiling and asking questions. There was even a small fishing rod tilted by his hand.
Beside the two of them, there was a scattered chessboard and a small table. On the table, there was a wide-bellied clay teapot and three small cups.
These two people, who were full of ambition, simply outlined the intimacy and warmth between mother and child. It even seemed to indicate that they were waiting for someone to return and enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of them together.
When the painting scroll slowly unfolded to the end on the left, there was a mountain range that seemed to be surrounded by clouds and mist.
Only at the very end of the painting paper, there was a faint outline of a mountain peak surrounded by mist. The rest was covered by mist, making people curious about what kind of scenery was hidden in the mist …
"Masters, do you have any comments?"
Seeing that everyone was stunned, Si Yi couldn't help but remind them.
As soon as he spoke, he was glared at by the old man next to him who said that his back hurt.
"Young man, don't be anxious."
Si Yi was a rough person. He only knew that it was beautiful at first glance. How could he understand the knack of it?
However, this old man was quite fond of preaching. He pointed at the hazy white space on the far left and sighed as he taught Si Yi, "You can't swallow a painting without thinking. You have to appreciate it carefully."
"Look at the scenery here. Don't think that it's just a simple white space. There's a bold and decisive diagonal line hanging from the top, dividing half of the painting. On one hand, it's aggressive. On the other hand, it makes people feel the fierce momentum of the misty mountain. Isn't it wonderful?!"
"A white space is better than a thousand brushes. I've learned something today. I didn't know it could be done this way."
Si Yi took a look. It seemed to be the case.
However, before he could agree, another old man next to him spoke again, "Old Lei, you only said half of it. Look at the inscription. This handwriting … Hey, hey, hey, it's wonderful! "
Once this person said that, the others shifted their attention to it.
[An old wife's painting paper is a chess game. A child's needle is a fishing hook.]
There were two lines of words. The words were smooth, steady, and delicate. Every word looked simple and unadorned. However, upon closer inspection, one could see that the strokes were different. There were changes between each word, but they reflected each other as a whole!
"Amazing!"
"Yo, this is an expert!"
"Old Huang, you're good. Where did you find this guy!"
"With this calligraphy, I think you can go to the Calligraphy Association and beat up a group of people!"
At this moment, in the car, Gu Shishi was holding the painting in her hand.
When Si Yi pointed the camera at the painting paper, the entire painting could be seen clearly in the car.
As the old man recited the inscription —
The mineral water bottle that Huo Sishen had just taken out from the mini fridge in the car slipped and fell to the ground!
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