Zhong Yu's pupils were earthquakes.

Sketching is a basic course that all art students must learn. Anyone who is a master of painting must first be a master of sketching. Without the foundation of sketching, there will be no master.

Some painters even think:

If there is no color, sketching is everything.

Not to mention whether this view is valid, at least the importance of sketching to painting is self-evident, which is why Zhong Yu is already a junior in the art department and is still practicing sketching hard.

For Zhong Yu, who has been learning sketching for many years, he thinks his level is not bad.

But today, this perception was completely defeated by a sophomore student in ten minutes!

“…”

Lin Yuan looked at Zhong Yu's feet calmly.

Zhong Yuru woke up in his dream, and his face was quickly filled with smiles, and he took the cleaning tool in Lin Yuan's hand: "God, how can you do such a rough job? I'll clean it up!"

Before Lin Yuan could speak, Zhong Yu cleaned the rubber under his seat first.

Then he helped Lin Yuan sit in his seat and said enthusiastically: "My name is Zhong Yu, a junior in the Department of Fine Arts!"

"My name is Lin Yuan."

"Okay, Master Lin Yuan, please sit down first and let's talk after I finish cleaning!"

As he said that, Zhong Yu quickly walked towards the student next to him, and the smile on his face disappeared: "Get up, get up."

"Brother Zhong?"

The other party immediately stood up, with a little surprised expression, and hurriedly said, "How can you clean up? I'll do it..."

"Need not."

Zhong Yu cleaned the other party's position and then walked to the next position. He could not refuse in his plain tone: "Get up."

"OK."

Zhong Yu's cleaning efficiency is much higher than Lin Yuan.

He cleans anywhere, and sometimes without even having to speak, the members of the club sitting there will take the initiative to get up.

Cleaning is finished.

Zhong Yu put the broom on his back, and didn't know where to bring a small chair. He smiled again and sat attentively beside Lin Yuan:

"Great God! Can you teach me how to draw sketches?"

Lin Yuan shook his head: "It's so troublesome."

Zhong Yu still smiled: "You just need to change my painting like you did just now."

Lin Yuan frowned: "There are too many places to change."

The project volume is too large.

Zhong Yu smiled and felt like he was hit: "Is the one I drew that bad?"

Lin Yuan nodded: "Yes."

Zhong Yu cried and said, "Then you must teach me even more. Of course, I will not let you work in vain. If you have any needs, just tell me..."

Experts will know if there is any one.

Ten minutes were enough for Zhong Yu to see the horror of Lin Yuan.

Even if the teacher from the art department takes action personally, he may not be able to change his paintings to the level in front of him in ten minutes, so Zhong Yu is very sure that he has met a real master today.

If you get the guidance of such a great master, you will definitely make a lot of money!

Lin Yuan's heart moved: "Actually, it's not impossible to teach me."

Zhong Yu was overjoyed: "If you have any requirements, please just say it."

Lin Yuan said seriously: "You have to pay the tuition."

Zhong Yu suddenly became nervous: "How can the great god charge..."

Lin Yuan thought for a while and said, "One hour and two hundred."

Zhong Yu was stunned for a moment.

Lin Yuan thought that the price was too high and was about to lower it appropriately, Zhong Yu hurriedly spoke, as if he was afraid that Lin Yuan would regret it:

"make a deal!"

He was really scared at first, thinking that the charges for a great god like Lin Yuan would be a sky-high price, but he didn't expect that it would be only 200 yuan per hour-

Too conscientious!

In the painting field in Qinzhou, a master of this level can cost 200 yuan per hour, even if he drives it to 1,000 yuan per hour, I am afraid that someone will be willing to learn it!

"make a deal!"

Lin Yuan was also very happy because the price was definitely more profitable than when he went out to set up a small chair to draw sketches for passers-by. Because he had considered making money from setting up a stall, he also understood the market.

I had mistaken the system before.

It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish!

Although painting technology cannot bring songs or benefits to Lin Yuan in the short term, he can continuously charge tuition fees by teaching others painting technology.

A huge profit!

Lin Yuan took out his cell phone and looked at the time and said, "Let's start, it's almost an hour now. How many hours do you have to study?"

Be honest when doing business.

Since Lin Yuan charges fees, he must do his best to teach.

"In this way, great master, please copy this painting first, and let's count the time at the end."

Zhong Yu flipped through the album and finally found the picture on the album that was the most difficult to copy. This picture depicts a man covered with curly hair and beard.

These vigorous hair alone are enough to make it difficult to die of 80% of the students in the art department.

"good."

Lin Yuan didn't feel that it was too difficult. At most, he just spent more time. After all, he had to deal with these vigorous hairs naturally.

"The pencils are here."

There are all kinds of pencils of twenty-one models, and Zhong Yu quickly carved them with a blunt pen nib.

Lin Yuan began to paint.

The fact that it can appear in the albums of art students shows that these copying materials are also written by some sketch masters. Lin Yuan dared not say that he would surpass it, but because he was copying, it was not difficult to perfectly reproduce it.

At the beginning, Zhong Yu would ask some questions.

However, as the outline of Lin Yuan's writing gradually became clearer, Zhong Yu basically stopped speaking, but just looked at it with concentration, accompanied by gasping in the air from time to time.

"Swish swish swish swish."

Because they paid the money, Lin Yuan painted very seriously, his wrists trembled rapidly, and there were no mistakes in some details. He handled them very well. At the same time, his painting speed was far beyond ordinary people.

At this time.

Behind Lin Yuan, a member of the club passed by, but he just took a random look at Lin Yuan's drawing board, and could no longer move his eyes. He opened his mouth slightly, and then stood behind and looked up.

Immediately afterwards, a new member passed by.

After looking at Lin Yuan's drawing board, the man decisively put down what was in his hand, and silently stopped and watched with a shocked expression.

one……

two……

Three...

Four...

More and more members gathered within 180 degrees of Lin Yuan. Everyone stared at Lin Yuan who was painting quickly, and even subconsciously held their breath.

"alright."

The painting made Lin Yuan very interested. He did not notice the movements around him. It was not until he completed the copying that he realized that he had been surrounded by people at some point. It was roughly estimated that more than twenty people could be squeezed to the periphery.

"Damn!"

"Awesome."

"Which master is this?"

"Isn't this a legendary copy of death... The first time I saw someone copying the image of this uncle!"

"This is too similar!"

"Is this a new master from our painting club? And he is still a student. This level is too terrifying. I always feel that it is on the same level as the teacher in our class!"

“…”

As Lin Yuan finished painting, a series of awesome sounds finally came from around him. Zhong Yu, who was sitting next to Lin Yuan, finally felt something was wrong and quickly stood up to drive the person out: "Are you all done nothing? Why are you doing here?"

No one wants to leave.

Although Zhong Yu is a veteran in the painting club, there are some people in the painting club who are more experienced than Zhong Yu, and Zhong Yu can't move at all. Everyone is still staring at Lin Yuan's paintings, and some even try to squeeze in front to say hello to Lin Yuan.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind, and everyone finally stopped pushing and looked at the person behind, with expressions of awe or nervousness:
Chapter completed!