Chapter 270 Sketch

  Wednesday, five days a week class time, a transition day from more to less. As long as this day passes, the time for rest is getting closer and closer.

   And Tang Zhixi's Wednesday has also changed.

   They are no longer in the class.

   Instead, after breakfast, I was taken to the art building to experience the life of a special student.

  After entering the third year of high school, the special students began to prepare for the art test at the end of the year, so they didn't take culture classes much anymore.

  Today's arrangement is that they follow art students in the morning and music students in the afternoon.

  Tomorrow is dance and sports.

  The eight of them did not separate again, but eight of them entered a classroom.

  Obviously, there is a difference in dress between the art students and the cultural classes.

  Although they are also wearing school uniforms, the art students obviously have some artistic temperament on them.

   Moreover, an obvious characteristic of art specialty students is that the clothes are all watercolors.

   Eight of them entered the classroom, the teacher gave a brief introduction, and let them sit by the easels that had been arranged earlier.

  The students in this classroom just stopped their pens to listen to the teacher's introduction, and applauded for a while, then they all picked up their pens and started drawing.

   When walking into the classroom, Tang Zhixi was at the end of a group of people, but the other people walked to the back and did not sit down, but were waiting for Tang Zhixi.

  Fu Xue was very happy to have changed to a new environment, but seeing them all like this, the smile on her face suddenly froze. But then he laughed immediately, and didn't move with everyone.

   Tang Zhixi went to the back and took a look at them. The expression on her face didn't change much, as if she just glanced at them, and then she just found a seat and sat down.

  After she sat down, the other seven people followed suit.

  Wei Xingmian sat on Tang Zhixi's right, and Duan Nian sat on her left.

  Yue Guyuan saw that there was no room on either side of her, so he sat behind her on the left, and Fu Xue sat behind her on the right.

  The main task for the students to practice today is to sketch a bust with hands. It should be the task just assigned today, and most of the students are still drafting.

  After the eight of them sat down, they all looked at the copying material in their hands, and then looked at the students who were all drawing in front of them.

  The entire classroom is filled with the sound of fingertips rubbing against paper.

   After a while, the teacher strolled around the class, strolled over, and looked at them. He lowered his voice and said, "Have you learned it before?"

   Several boys shook their heads. Wei Xingmian said, "The normal university I went to has a course in stick figures, does that count?"

  The teacher smiled and said, "That's okay."

  Fu Xuedao: "I learned it when I was young, but after learning the pipa, I left this behind."

  The teacher watched her outline the frame on the paper with a pen, looked at it for a while and said, "Yes, the sense of frame proportion is good."

  Fu Xue smiled at her: "My hand is raw."

  The teacher has long black wavy hair and is wearing a skirt modified from a cheongsam. The appearance is very ordinary, not beautiful, not amazing.

   But the gentle, intellectual, and rich connotation from the inside out is very attractive.

   "It's already very good." After the teacher finished speaking, he looked at Yue Guyuan next to Fu Xue.

  Yue Guyuan was very professional from the very beginning, the teacher raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Have you learned it?"

   "Yes." Yue Guyuan said, "My grandma is a professor at the Academy of Fine Arts."

  Everyone: "."

  Teacher: "It turns out that I have been nurtured since I was a child."

   "Probably." Yue Guyuan said.

  The teacher looked at other people's paintings again, and seeing that none of them had finished their pens, he said, "Today's task is to copy the materials at hand. The time limit is three hours."

   "Three hours?" one of the boys said.

"Well, the time for the art test is three hours." The teacher raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. "It is 8:11, and the clock will start from now. Since you have not learned anything, you can freely play .Art has no specific definition, but you can use the pen in your hand to give definition to your work.”

  The teacher paused after finishing speaking and said: "However. This is copying. Don't be too imaginative. Alright, let's draw."

   Wait for the teacher to leave. Wei Xingmian moved the easel and the bench to Tang Zhixi's side: "Tang Zhixi, have you learned it?"

   "Learned a bit." Tang Zhixi slowly sharpened the pencil with a knife.

  Jing Yanbai has discovered many of her hobbies, and painting is one of them. Specially hired a teacher for her. She has systematically learned sketching, sketching, and watercolor.

   I don’t know if she had the foundation before, but she learned many things very quickly.

  So when she was learning fashion design by herself, she learned it more easily because she had the basic skills of painting. As for jewelry design, it can only be regarded as a joint study.

  Duan Nian couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard the two of them chatting, especially when Tang Zhixi said the word "one point".

   The chief designer of Yunyi Nishang, the basic skills of painting should be very good.

   "I also learned a little bit when I was young." Duan Nian said, "But after studying for half a year, the teacher refunded my tuition fee to my mother, and refunded 500 more, telling me to go home."

  Duan Nian was born and raised in the Imperial Capital, and his family background is very good. I must have learned a lot since I was a child, and I have to develop in many aspects.

  Tang Zhixi listened to what he said, and glanced at him: "."

   Wei Xingmian laughed very clearly.

  Duan Nian: "." He is also a film star after all, and he can be considered a giant in the showbiz circle. This stinking girl is so obvious to laugh at.

   Do you want to mix it up?

   Tang Zhixi didn't care about the kindness and resentment between the two of them. After repairing the tip of the pencil, she looked at the copying materials aside.

   After watching for a few seconds, she put the material aside, wrote on the sketch paper, and began to outline the outline.

   More than an hour later, the teacher came to walk around behind them. Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked when he saw the things they drew.

  One of the boys can draw that head like a braised egg

  She admired for a moment how he drew such a circle.

   There are also people who draw characters like praying mantises. She felt that it was not a hand, but a five-pronged fork intended to slay demons.

   There is also a head completely blackened, leaving four very round holes on the face. Judging from the position, it is the nose, eyes and mouth.

  Anyway, for a teacher like her who has been teaching for nearly ten years, this is the scene of a large-scale car accident.

   Fortunately, these are not her students, otherwise she would have a cerebral hemorrhage looking at these things.

   Fortunately, the front ones are better.

   Fu Xue's semi-finished product has some problems in proportion and the relationship between black, white and gray, but it is not bad for non-professionals.

   After all, I haven’t studied for too long, so it’s already pretty good to be able to draw like this.

  The picture of Yue Guyuan. Just looking at the painting itself, it can be said that the painting is very good. It is better than some students in this class.

   But he wasn't exactly copying the material. The outline of the figure, as well as the facial features that have already appeared, are somewhat different from the material, but it is not very obvious.

  The teacher stood behind him and watched for a while, then raised his eyes to Tang Zhixi.

  The characters drawn by Yue Guyuan are more like superimposing two characters together.

   Find the corresponding point, and the two characters can be separated.

  One is the material character, and the other is the appearance of Tang Zhixi.

   But at first glance, two people stacked on top of each other. That was a stranger, like no one else.

  He hid a girl in his painting.

  The teacher looked at it for a while, and then slightly raised the corners of his mouth. Glancing at Yue Guyuan, nineteen years old

  She didn't stay any longer, and walked behind Tang Zhixi.

  Tang Zhixi didn't draw the characters in the material, she drew very fast, and the preliminary image has already come out.

   is a man who looks to be in his twenties. Although he is only half-length, it can be seen that his body proportions are very good.

  Head, neck, shoulders, arms, hands, everything can be called perfect.

  And that face, thin lips, narrow eyes, everything is very delicate. Even this painting is only in black and white.

   But you can also feel the coquettish feeling of men,

  The man in the painting is wearing a black shirt, the top buttons are not fastened, and the collarbone is exposed.

  Inexplicably, there is a sense of abstinence and charm.

   It’s just a preliminary image painting, if there are no problems with subsequent shadows, light and the like. This will definitely be a high-scoring painting in the art test.

   "Is this... a real person or an imagination?" The teacher asked suddenly.

  As soon as the teacher spoke, the people around Tang Zhixi all raised their eyes and looked over.

   Duan Nian saw that the person in the painting was Ye Hanzhi, and a moment of speechlessness crossed his face: "."

  Wei Xingmian also met Ye Hanzhi on the set, looked at the painting, and then at Tang Zhixi. Then he looked as if his conjecture had been verified.

   Sure enough, you two are together. Her CP is not in vain.

   But this is what she said she had to learn a little bit? Is it a bit of a bully?

  Yue Guyuan was stunned for a moment when he looked over. It's him. It's the man I met at the gate of the Institute of Pharmaceutical Preparations.

  Drawing him, do you like him? Still treat him as an idol.

  How do they intersect?

  He heard from his grandfather that that man is very good

  Yue Guyuan fell into deep thought while looking at the painting, while Fu Xue's eyes trembled when he looked at it.

   Not only because Tang Zhixi's sketches are so good, but also because of the man who drew them.

  The man who made her sink after meeting her.

  Is it really this man who called her at night?

  That is the Ye family in the Imperial Capital, even she thinks that she is a whimsical pairing with Ye Hanzhi. She is a wild girl from Hanqing Village, why? How dare?

  Tang Zhixi didn't answer the teacher's question head-on, but said, "Draw it casually."

  The teacher heard her answer and glanced at her. Then he smiled.

   It should be real, after all, a face like Tang Zhixi can exist. Only the man in the painting can match her face.

  Just as the teacher was about to speak again, the front door was knocked lightly twice.

  Everyone in the class looked over.

  I saw the director in charge of special classes standing at the door, he greeted the teacher, and then said: "Everyone pack up and go to the auditorium."

   Tang Zhixi just watched from behind. After the director finished speaking, everyone in the classroom seemed to have stretched their necks.

  The ears seem to be opened.

  The director went on to say: "I have been honored by the program group. The program group invited Yan Qi, the founder of Dotting Eyes. There will be a lecture on jewelry design."

   Tang Zhixi: "."

   "Wow!!" The classroom suddenly boiled. Not only the sound of screaming, but also the sound of stomping, clapping, and even slapping the ground with books.

  The director knocked on the door and asked everyone to be quiet: "Be quiet. I want to listen to the design aspect in the future. This is a very rare opportunity. Move quickly and go to the auditorium in an orderly manner. Don't let people wait."

   Although this chapter is a bit long, there is still a chapter in the back.

   When writing this chapter, I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, my sister drew sketches for me and asked me to sit and act as a model for her.

   But it was too long and I fell asleep sitting up.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)