the most precious

Qi Zangfeng's father is a man who loves painting very much, but he has no talent and has never achieved much in painting.When he was young, he was obsessed with chasing dreams and had no intention of getting married. It was only in his forties that he woke up.So, he went to the orphanage to adopt Qi Zangfeng.

At that time, Qi Zangfeng was still a baby.It is said that the director of the orphanage was quite surprised when he saw him. This little baby is very healthy, and it is still a boy. How could it be thrown away?As Qi Zangfeng grew up, his talent in painting gradually emerged.Father Qi was very happy, thinking that the sky would never stop me, so he pinned all his hopes on Qi Zangfeng and tried his best to train him.It is very expensive to train an art student, and the Qi family, which relies on Father Qi's painting to earn a living, is becoming more and more stretched.

Father Qi is almost 60 years old, a real old man.I don't know if it's because he's an artist, but Qi's father is not rigid at all, he is also very independent, he is a cool old man with a great personality.When he came home at night, he saw Qi Zangfeng standing in front of the drawing board, giggling every now and then, as if in a daze.

"Ah Feng!" Father Qi quietly walked behind Qi Zangfeng and slapped him on the back.

Qi Zangfeng jumped out like a frightened rabbit: "Dad, you scared me to death."

"Are you in a relationship? Boyfriend or girlfriend?" Father Qi asked.

"You, how do you know me..." Qi Zangfeng was a little shy, but he never kept anything from his father since he was a child, so he obediently admitted, "Boyfriend."

"Hey, your dad and I have had love before. Your silly appearance, I can see that you are in love!" Father Qi asked gossipingly: "Are you handsome?"

Qi Zangfeng's eyes sparkled, "Handsome."

"Bring it over another day and let me have a look." Father Qi said.

Qi Zangfeng nodded.

After Father Qi finished speaking, he took out a roll of money from his pocket, ranging from one hundred to ten cents, neatly stacked: "This month's training fee, you will give it to the teacher tomorrow."

Qi Zangfeng frowned, but didn't answer: "Dad, the family doesn't have much money, so it's better to stop this training. Without training, I can still be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts."

After hearing this, Qi's father glared at Ah Feng: "Nonsense, don't worry, the family still has money." After speaking, he forced the money into Ah Feng's hands, and waved his hands behind his back. left.

Qi Zangfeng sighed and put away the money.His father is easy to discuss about everything, but he is extremely stubborn in painting and refuses to listen to his opinion at all.Over the years, for his learning to paint, the family's savings have been used up.His father is very old, and he still needs to draw for others to make money. He is really worried about his father's health.

Sometimes he thinks, it’s okay not to take the Academy of Fine Arts exam, and he will go out to work after graduating from high school, at least let his father rest for a few years.It's a pity that Qi's father would not agree even if he died.

If this trend continues, when he is admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, Father Qi may have to pay his tuition fees even if he sells the house.

Qi Zangfeng had something on his mind, so it inevitably showed on his face.When the two went to school together in the morning, Qian Liang noticed it all at once.Under Qian Liang's questioning, Ah Feng expressed the sorrow in his heart.

"There must be a way before the car reaches the mountain. It's too early for you to think about it now. Maybe your father has other ways, but he didn't tell you?" Qian Liang comforted Ah Feng, "It's really impossible, and there is me. Don't worry, I will never let you live on the street."

You are a minor, what can you do?Although Ah Feng didn't believe it, she felt much better under Qian Liang's comfort.

If Ah Feng didn't say anything, Qian Liang really didn't know that Ah Feng's family was in such distress.No wonder in his previous life when Qian Liang met him by chance, he was not doing painting work.Something must have happened back then that made Qi's father, who had to sell the house for Ah Feng's painting, unable to afford the expenses, wasting Ah Feng's good talent.Qian Liang reminded himself to be careful.

But unexpectedly, Ah Feng's father did not object to him having a boyfriend, and asked Ah Feng to take the boyfriend home to have a look.Qian Liang was very happy to pass the test of Ah Feng's father so easily: "Ah Feng, I will visit Uncle Qi after school today."

"Okay." Although Qi Zangfeng felt that the two developed a little too fast, she still agreed very happily.After all, our Ah Feng is a very honest and brave young man, never afraid to express the friendship in his heart.This can be seen from his voluntary confession in his previous life.

The two separated briefly after arriving at the school, one went to Class [-] of Senior High School, and the other went to Class [-] of Senior High School.Qian Liang was a little nervous as he was going to meet his parents in the evening.It is good to bring some gifts when you come to the house for the first time. Uncle Qi is engaged in painting, so he thought it would be enough to give some art tools.In the afternoon, Qian Liang skipped class to buy gifts.He has never been in contact with art in his previous life and this life.After asking a lot of people, I learned that these tools should be purchased at specialized art supply stores.He walked around a few streets, almost dizzy, and finally found a shop with Langya painting materials written on the plaque.

The store is very large and deserted, maybe it's summer, when it's hot at three or four in the afternoon, no one wants to wander around outside.Qian Liang looked at the products in the store. Various pens and papers were neatly arranged on the shelves, and some large items, such as plaster statues and easels, were placed against the wall.

There was a young woman sitting in the store, she smiled and said to Qian Liang, "Brother, what do you need?"

"Gifts, for the elders." Qian Liang replied succinctly.

"Then what does the other party paint? Chinese painting, oil painting or watercolor?" the woman asked.

Qian Liang thought about it carefully, Ah Feng didn't seem to have said this.He shook his head: "Not sure."

The woman choked for a moment, but still had a professional smile on her face: "Then it's not easy to choose."

"It's okay." Qian Liang said calmly, "I'll buy a copy of everything, if there is something suitable, just buy a pen, no matter what you draw, you always need a pen."

The woman didn't expect the little brother in front of her to be so wealthy, so she introduced him more enthusiastically: "This is a pencil, charcoal, and pen, which are generally used for sketching; these are brushes, and each different style has different effects; these are flat pens. , wool brushes, generally used for watercolors; these are..."

Qian Liang nodded: "Make me a copy, thank you."

"Chenghui is 436.3 yuan, let's give it 436 yuan." There were too many things, the woman packed two big bags and put them on the counter.

Qian Liang took out his wallet, counted 5 hundreds and handed it to the woman.

When the woman was looking for change, Qian Liang remembered the recruitment notice posted outside the shop, and asked, "Are you hiring people here?"

"Yes." The woman nodded.

"I have a friend who is an art student. But he can only come to work on Saturdays and weekends. Do you think it's okay?" Qian Liang said.

The woman thought for a while and said, "I want to see people first."

"Then I'll bring him over next time." Qian Liang picked up the bag, thanked him and left the shop.

Walking on the street, Qian Liang had a heavy bag in one hand, only to belatedly realize that he seems to have bought a little too much.There are no taxis in this era, otherwise he would have just taken a taxi back.The sun was very hot, the street was very long, and Qian Liang was very tired. He suddenly found that no matter what happened, as long as Ah Feng was involved, he seemed to become stupid. Obviously there was a better solution, but he insisted on using the stupidest one. .Is this the so-called "love makes people stupid"?Thinking of this, Qian Liang suddenly felt relieved and a little happy.

He passed a department store and saw something out of the corner of his eye.Qian Liang paused and walked in.When he came out, Qian Liang's wallet was missing 1 yuan, and he had two Motorola mobile phones in his pocket.