Chapter 64
Shen Lingnian hurriedly nodded in agreement, expressing her determination, "Grandpa Zhou, don't worry, I will definitely be serious!"

"Look, this is bamboo that has been dried in the sun. Next, we will scrape it green and make it into the skeleton of an umbrella..." Grandpa Zhou demonstrated while talking.

"After the umbrella ribs are made, cotton thread should be wound around the umbrella ribs..."

Grandpa Zhou explained the process to her carefully, while Shen Lingnian listened carefully.

After talking about the production process, Grandpa Zhou chose a few simple processes for Shen Lingnian to practice.

Surprisingly, although she did it slowly, the final results are very exquisite, with almost no mistakes.

"You really are a good seedling." Grandpa Zhou couldn't help but sigh, "If you weren't an artist, I really wanted to take you as my closed disciple."

Shen Lingnian pursed her lips and smiled, neither agreeing nor refusing.

"Come on, let's try to draw a pattern."

There are various kinds of Chinese painting pigments on the wooden table, such as cinnabar, azurite, titanium dioxide...

Shen Lingnian picked up the brush and paused, "Grandpa Zhou, can I draw any pattern I want?"

Grandpa Zhou stroked his long beard and smiled, "Of course, let me see what your favorite pattern will be in Lingnian."

She hung down the pen, first adjusted the paint, and then carefully outlined it on the umbrella surface with a light dip.

The pen was written steadily, without trembling at all, and a delicate and blooming flower gradually appeared in front of my eyes when the pen was turning lightly.

Not at all like a beginner.

Grandpa Zhou gasped subconsciously, and looked at Shen Lingnian with a sense of inquiry.

But for fear of affecting her painting, she insisted on waiting until Shen Lingnian stopped writing completely before asking.

"Lingnian, have you ever studied Chinese painting?"

Shen Lingnian: "With a little understanding, can Grandpa Zhou see what I'm drawing?"

How can you not see it?The flowers on the umbrella surface are so lifelike that even the slightest difference between it and the peony is drawn.

"It's peony." Grandpa Zhou replied.

Shen Lingnian nodded, her eyebrows stretched, and there was a kind of peaceful joy in her eyes, "Well, I like peony the most."

"Your study task today can be said to have been overfulfilled, follow me to get the letter."

Grandpa Zhou turned around and walked towards the front desk first, and Shen Lingnian followed closely.

"Here." He took out the letter from the counter and handed it to Shen Lingnian. When he saw her empty hands clearly, he was a little surprised again.

"Don't you take that umbrella back?"

Shen Lingnian took the letter and waved his hand nonchalantly, "No, no, just take it as a thought for Grandpa Zhou."

"I have bothered you for a long time today, and I hope Grandpa Zhou is not to blame." She took two steps back and bowed respectfully, "Grandpa Zhou, I still have other tasks to complete, so I will leave first."

Grandpa Zhou's eyes were kind and gentle, looking at her, he wished he could be closer than seeing his own granddaughter, "Well, if there is a chance, I must come to the ancient town again."

Shen Lingnian readily responded: "Definitely!"

Walking out of the "hairpin flower" oil-paper umbrella shop, Shen Lingnian stared at another wooden stick in his hand and stared blankly.

If the last mission is still traceable, this one... is really confusing.

On the long wooden stick, there is nothing else except a thick bit of cinnabar.

While she was contemplating, she saw her follower director waving at her, obviously wanting to say something.

Shen Lingnian raised his eyebrows and walked out of the camera, "Director, what's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)

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