Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Qiao Jianer knew what Qiao Zhizhi was worried about.

Yes, no matter what style of painting, it takes several years to lay the foundation, and the same is true for oil painting.

But if she can't solve this problem for Qiao Zhizhi, then wouldn't her space be just a decoration?

"Sister Zhizhi, I'm sending you to a place to study. Five days pass inside, and only one quarter of a second passes outside. There are ninety-six quarters of a second in a day. So, one day outside is four hundred and eighty days inside, which is more than a year."

"The art exhibition the day after tomorrow, plus tonight's, can buy you two years. If you devote most of your day to it, one year will lay the foundation, and the second year will be enough for further improvement."

In the past, when she managed the crops in the space, she used this time difference to start the business. It would only take her one or two minutes outside to keep the space in order.

But in fact, the time inside also passes by minute by minute, which is no different from the feeling outside.

Qiao Zhizhi knew what Jianer was talking about. No one had ever seen a painting like this with pigments like these. Two years was enough, even if she couldn't imitate the spirit or learn the form.

Qiao Lianer arranged a studio for Qiao Zhizhi in the space, with videos explaining the use of paints, brushes, palettes, etc., as well as various techniques such as light and shadow and perspective, which are very detailed.

When Qiao Zhizhi saw the video for the first time, she was amazed. It was completely new to her and far beyond her cognition. It took her a while to adapt.

Perhaps, there are so many things she has not seen, and Jianer's world is so big, so big that she can't imagine it.

Qiao Lianer taught Qiao Zhizhi some video operations, such as playing at double speed, watching repeatedly, and switching to the next video. Qiao Zhizhi learned it quickly.

"Jia'er, how am I supposed to eat? One minute outside is equivalent to five days inside. I can't always go out to get food, and it's not realistic for you to constantly bring it in."

Qiao Jianer pointed to an automatic food dispenser next to her and said, "Three meals a day are all in there, and the dishes are different every day."

Qiao Zhizhi went over and pulled out the box, and sure enough, she saw three meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and a soup, all steaming hot and kept warm inside, and a small wooden barrel filled with soft, glutinous, and crystal clear rice.

Everything was ready, and Qiao Jianer left the space.

Since Wu Qingjin wants Sister Zhizhi to become famous at the painting exhibition in Prince Guangping's Mansion, then let's fulfill her wish.

The next day, Wu Qingjin came to see Qiao Zhizhi again, but Qiao Zhizhi's door was closed.

"Sister Zhizhi is busy, so we're closed today."

A voice sounded beside Wu Qingjin, faint and without any ups and downs.

Wu Qingjin turned around and saw Qiao Jianer.

"Is there something wrong? Are you drawing?" Wu Qingjin asked.

"Yes, Sister Zhizhi told me that she wants to change her painting style and finish it in a very short time, so she has no free time at all. Miss Wu, please come see her tomorrow."

Although Qiao Jian'er was calm and indifferent, she was still polite. Although Wu Qingjin felt uncomfortable, he knew there was nothing to doubt.

This Princess Feiluan always looks like this.

"Then I'll come tomorrow morning. I have something very important to discuss with her. It will have a great impact on his life."

There is an impact, but it is not certain whether it is a good or bad impact, Qiao Jianer sneered in his heart.

However, if Wu Qingjin really wanted the best for Qiao Zhizhi, then when Qiao Zhizhi finished her studies and shined brightly, she would be genuinely happy for her.

I don't know what kind of expression he will have by then.

It is noon now. Qiao Zhizhi has spent a year in there.

Qiao Lian'er went in to see what was going on. Qiao Zhizhi was standing with her back to her, busy attentively working on the drawing board, occasionally lowering her head to dip the paint on the palette.

Her hair had grown a lot longer because it had not been trimmed, and it fell below her waist like ink. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing a piece of white wrist, and her hands moved deftly and skillfully.

Qiao Jianer seemed to see a future generation heading towards such a future.

She looked at the drawing board. Qiao Zhizhi had already mastered the basic skills, not only composition, lines, but also light, shadow and perspective. Now, the most important thing was to draw something eye-catching.

It can be said that Qiao Zhizhi's talent and progress exceeded her expectations.

She did not disturb Qiao Zhizhi. She sat on a chair by the door and arranged the space in front of her with her mind. When Qiao Zhizhi finished painting, put down her brush and turned around, she discovered the presence of Qiao Lianer.

I have been busy painting for a whole year and haven't seen my family. Suddenly, this feeling became more intimate.

Qiao Zhizhi rushed towards Qiao Jianer: "I missed you guys so much."

Although she could summon Jianer with her mind, she decided to devote herself to studying. Except for the necessary time for eating and maintaining energy, she was painting.

"Sister Zhizhi, you have made a lot of progress. There is still hope for this exhibition." said Qiao Lianer.

Receiving Jian'er's praise, and thinking about the hard work she had put in over the past year, Qiao Zhizhi revealed a gratified expression: "I have indeed worked hard and have not been slacking off."

Qiao Lian'er picked up the paintings and looked at them. They were all things in life that Qiao Zhizhi had painted based on her memory, such as villages, fields, streets, teahouses, taverns, theaters, and the scenery near the studio. Although there were many pleasant scenes, the visual impact was insufficient.

"Sister Zhizhi, I won't paint these days. I'll take you to some places."

She carefully selected hundreds of different landscapes on the map of this world, all of them the pinnacle of their respective types. There were extremely cold lands covered in ice and snow, flaming mountains, the clearest and most dreamy islands, fjord landscapes, Danxia landforms, the dazzling aurora borealis, the most magnificent and lush forests, the most ethereal or precipitous peaks, like an endless cliff at the edge of the world.

Qiao Zhizhi had never thought that there could be such a beautiful and unreal place in the world. As soon as she landed on an island, her soul was shocked. She opened her eyes wide and dared not blink, as if she was afraid that the scenery in front of her would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"If you could paint these scenes, Sister Zhizhi, you would surely become famous in the capital."

Qiao Zhizhi looked at Qiao Jianer. Could it be that Jianer knew something? But it didn’t matter if he knew, because Jianer would help her.

Although Wu Qingjin was also thinking about her, only Jianer's method could make her feel truly at ease.

Qiao Zhizhi looked at the dreamlike island in front of her. The beach was silvery white, the vegetation on the island was lush, the blue sea was endless, and above it was the blue sky with white clouds floating in it. The sea water shimmered in the sun, and occasionally a fish jumped out. When the sea breeze came, the waves rose and surged. Looking around, there were islands dotted across the sea.

She took a deep breath. She really wanted to paint such a scene on canvas.

"But Jian'er, you said we were going to visit many attractions. I'm afraid we'll forget about this place after seeing the others."