50. There is a good end to be tired in this life
In fact, anyone can see that Du Wen's sketching skills are improving by leaps and bounds.
Because there is the monster Wan Changsheng sitting next to him.
Huang Min was a little convinced that there was no affair between the two men and women, because Wan Changsheng would not try to make any physical contact at any time.
But it is extremely strict. If there is any sign of Du Wen, it will be replaced by paper and start over again.
Don’t care about drawing paper or time, and you almost have one-on-one attacks.
Improve the route accuracy so that there is no gap.
With Du Wen's full cooperation, he nodded after listening to the lecture online with IQ and adjusted immediately.
Wan Changsheng also found Lao Cao and borrowed the real person's skull and two plaster statues thirty or forty centimeters high back to the apartment to study repeatedly.
This kind of progress cannot be low.
Wan Changsheng himself did not draw a Marseille avatar, commonly known as Marseille, until Thursday. It should be part of a Marseille commemorative sculpture, with long hair as unrestrained as Marx.
After three hours, I finally didn't use the printer method. Instead, I honestly followed the standards, first focusing on the large frame overall, then gradually gathering the shape, carefully carving the details of facial features, and finally cleaning up the overall picture momentum to ensure that the background, hair, and plaster statues are not overwhelming.
This is the standard total score order, which is no different from learning to write compositions when I was in elementary school.
At the beginning, we narrate the time, characters and locations, and then describe in detail what we did. Finally, we spent a meaningful day with beautiful novelty, and summarize what we will do next time.
The entire tone progresses from light to deep step by step, and is no longer the kind of evil painting method that was completed from the edges and corners before.
However, the plaster statue originally placed in the corner of the wall was almost painted by Wan Changsheng as a light black and a bit hazy black gray color, which contrasted with the white plaster statue, shining brightly. Even if the plaster was damaged due to movement and damage, the details of any color were displayed, the overall feeling was as white as jade carvings.
When Lu Tao started to read, he laughed, and when he was about to finish the drawing, Lao Cao also walked over to read with other students.
When Wan Changsheng finishes his work, everyone will be hilarious.
Because Wan Changsheng can draw it, everyone no longer cares about it. All the cram students are a little numb to his progress at a glance.
But he is the Chinese painting habit of imagining the plaster image in his mind and expressing it.
Lao Cao was the first to speak: "Do you know what Marseille means? The battle songs during the French Revolution are also the image of countless warriors. Will they be like you?"
Du Wen sat next to her, because Wan Changsheng's drawing looked like everything, just a bit kind and kind!
Like a Bodhisattva!
Wan Changsheng himself also laughed: "I will definitely have this kind of clay sculpture thing when I draw it. I won't paint it. Besides, I don't know the story behind it. I thought he was singing upwards, the song of the Bodhisattva..."
Now the cram school students think he is very close, and they are all hahaha.
Lu Tao also hahaha: "There are materials. Will the gypsum material have the luster of white marble? You still can't forget the characteristics of Chinese paintings that are highly expressive. Whether it is spiritual or material, Western paintings must be realistic. You cannot add too much of your own interpretation. At least this should be done at the exam stage. The sketches are appropriately allowed to carry forward a little bit, but they cannot be too much. Student Du is already a little too much."
Lu Tao’s expertise is probably because he has studied the professional art exam category more thoroughly.
Now Wan Changsheng's sketch has finally begun to enter the area where he can guide him.
Even if it is placed in the professional field, this is just an ordinary exercise.
But considering that at least half a month ago, Wan Changsheng couldn't even draw light and dark sketches.
This progress is amazing.
So before get out of class, Lao Cao patted Wan Changsheng on the shoulder and whispered: "Come here to have two drinks outside the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts tonight?"
Wan Changsheng was still hesitating, and Du Wen, who was next to him, couldn't ask for it, so he quickly agreed: "Okay! Tell me about time!"
Lao Cao looked at the contrast between the two with a funny look: "At around nine o'clock, I was at the school gate."
Du Wen agreed immediately.
When Lao Cao left, he was disappointed: "Do you know the connections? Since you are going to take the Academy of Fine Arts and want to stay in this circle, you must have your own connections."
Wan Changsheng was still stubborn: "I'm just here to get a diploma!"
Du Wen wanted to knock on his head with the drawing board: "Let's take a step back and say, even if you end up going back to your hometown and staying in your monument for the rest of your life, can you withstand the ups and downs of the outside world? This time, because of some reform, you have to come out to take a college degree. Anyway, you have to study for a few years outside, why can't you build your own connections? Even if you do research and immerse yourself in your own world, if you have good connections, you can better protect and inherit these things, right?"
Wan Changsheng looked down at his sketch work, pondered for a moment, and took a pencil on the corner of the drawing board, writing: "If you have good things, you will eventually tiring up your life."
I took my own things and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, Du Wen actually picked up her pencil and added the sentence before this sentence, "Why do you have to live in this world if you are ruthless?", and then proudly supported her chin to see Wan Changsheng.
The young man was a little stunned: "Do you know this?"
Du Wen's black mask covered almost all the changes in expression, making her feel as if she could observe Wan Changsheng calmly: "In the "Lingyun Sutra", there was a passage that I was very confused about Cangyang Gyatso. I have seen a lot of things from him, and I have also seen this sentence by the way. Do you think it is a very lucky feeling to meet such a confidant in the vast crowd?"
Wan Changsheng stared at the Juanjuan font: "In your opinion, people are born with affection, and why should they stay in the world without mercy? But for me, good monuments, good posts, good stones, and good paintings, each one is worth ten or twenty years of hard work. This is the journey that is worth this life."
Du Wen smiled: "You have a warm family and seemingly secure marriage, just like a rich child at home. Of course, you can say that you don't care about money anymore. I'm very short of it, wait for you to share with me."
Wan Changsheng picked up the drawing board for the first time: "It's really lucky to meet such a friend. Let's go, the get out of class will be over."
Du Wen didn't talk too much about it: "The same reason, how many good steles, good posts, good stones, and good paintings have you seen? There are so many famous works of famous masters, and there are countless treasures in the museum. You can't finish reading, drawings, and copying them. You can see more and better with connections. Do you think it's right?"
Wan Changsheng often found that everything Du Wen said was right. Maybe he, a young fortune teller in front of Guanyin Temple, would be destined to meet such a knowledgeable girl.
So after dinner, Wan Changsheng decided to go to meet some connections. Although he felt it was unnecessary, he just pretended that Du Wen was very bored and followed her around.
Who knew that the two of them practiced sketching again in the apartment. Wan Changsheng stood up and prepared to wait for Du Wen to change his clothes. The pajama girl pointed to the real skull with black eyes: "I have Xiao Gu to accompany me tonight, so you can have fun by yourself."
Wan Changsheng was stunned: "You won't go?"
Du Wen showed a beautiful and sweet smile, but her eyes were filled with a cramped and exaggerated tone: "Oh, I'm starting to be reluctant to leave me?"
Wan Changsheng turned around and left.
Du Wen walked around the apartment twice, and actually patted the bronze-colored real person skull first, and then hummed a little song to the kitchen to grit his teeth and try again what kind of Russian fermented flour!
For some reason, all the programs follow the online guide and accurately match the brand and grams. The dough produced by Dudu will not ferment normally!
This made her prepare to make some grand plan for love desserts, and she was constantly frustrated and was a little crazy!
Chapter completed!