12. The beauty of the soul is the real beauty
Huang Min moved his drawing board and small stool over, but obviously observed that Wan Changsheng didn't pay much attention to the beauty there.
I really didn't pay attention, instead of pretending to be cool and handsome, and even had a very simple communication: "I started learning yesterday, just draw this geometric cube first. There is a demonstration album here. You can learn from it. If you don't know where Teacher Lu... Have you paid the tuition?"
Du Wen didn't wait until the boy with black jacket continued to wear magnets. Her painting movements were much worse than Wan Changsheng.
At least Wan Changsheng saw that someone was holding the drawing board between his legs, so he followed the study, but Du Wen placed it flat on his knees and couldn't even start writing with the pencil. He felt that he was unbearable to take a pencil.
I had to look around.
Wan Changsheng has already started drawing, no, it’s printing the drawing.
Because Du Wen wanted to draw a cube, he piled a few wax-made fruit models and jars next to them. He took a quick look and it was like taking a photo.
Bullying your head!
Du Wen was slender and long waist. She sat on a small stool with two pairs of thin-legged jeans folded in folds. She couldn't find a comfortable position. She looked out into other places and aroused a look that quickly turned around, but found that everyone's painting movements were obviously different from the guy next to her.
But the printed part of Wan Changsheng clearly feels like the finished product!
The beauty was a little curious and supported her chin with one hand on the back of her hand, shrugged her shoulder slightly and watched the printer spit out paper.
Someone must have secretly taken a picture of his back with his phone because there was a shutter sound that didn't close.
Wan Changsheng is completely as if no one else is around, immersed in his own artistic creation, swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish.
Huang Min looked at his stable lines, accurate shapes, and the different levels of virtuality and reality that really began to be divided into levels. He couldn't help but sigh, and looked at the printer spitting out paper with a little fixed degree.
Although Huang Min is a bit far behind the new girl's beauty, she was originally a very outstanding girl in the class, so she guards the scene of Wan Changsheng painting from left to right.
I guess other men and women are terrified!
Is this toxic?
The other girls were looking at each other and didn't feel that they had any unique charm. They could only say that they were handsome. They were dressed too rustic and their family conditions must be a problem.
Generally, the requirement for this kind of sketching exercise is three hours, and the exam is this time. However, it may take one or two hours to do exercises and solve phased problems, but you usually only draw a complete picture in one morning.
Wan Changsheng is a printer, and it is extremely efficient!
Even the girl sitting left and right could not affect his concentration. She finished her exercises in more than 40 minutes, and then looked up with her eyes blankly, as if she had come out of some chaotic and confused state, and pushed the painting to Huang Min: "See what Teacher Zhao means?"
Huang Min was speechless.
Other students had long been watching and stood up to surround them. They would be under a lot of pressure to face girls like Du Wen alone, but they wouldn't be able to come to see the paintings next to them in groups.
Then all the slap!
Someone summed up: "You are one for us for a year... Come on, come on, draw another plaster avatar. I don't believe that this can be done with one..."
Everyone said yes, and they were willing to bet on the opening!
Portraits and still life are different. There are more potatoes here and less, and it is still a potato. Anyone can recognize the watermelon as long as it is drawn with patterns, and there is no standard for the earthen jar. The head, facial features, and ups and downs are slightly wrong, and outsiders can see it.
Who wouldn't react if he saw a guy with crooked mouth and tilted eyes?
But Huang Min believed that Wan Changsheng could simply pass: "Just practice a few pictures at most. You can first draw a few structural sketches without light and shadow to find the feeling..."
Wan Changsheng stood up with a smile: "Thank you all for your praise. I was a little tired of painting this morning. Let's take a break. When will we take that color course?"
Everyone sighed disappointed, and then immediately curious: "Have you painted the color?"
Wan Changsheng sincerely: "I have never painted this kind of thing before."
Huang Minke: "Have you drawn something else?"
Wan Changsheng nodded: "I have been painting the things on the walls in the temple before, which is completely different from the ones you painted."
Everyone finally realized together, no wonder they were so powerful!
It turns out that I still have a foundation, which makes everyone feel much more comfortable.
I no longer have the kind of tragedy I used to be. What's the meaning of life? I have been working hard to draw for so many years, but I can't compare to others who can draw one picture and make another look.
The atmosphere suddenly became loose. Some boys were laughing at Wan Changsheng's shoulders, and girls would also come closer to observe this still life painting. To be honest, it was just like Huang Min just now.
When it comes to the level of still life sketching, they no longer feel that they can't give their opinions.
Think about yesterday's wire frame, what else can I say when I first half of the photo today.
Now I can only be amazed because I know I can't draw it.
Not to mention the perverted printing and high speed!
This kind of exam is a top student who submits the papers in advance...
The key is that if someone draws a picture, it will completely improve the efficiency of rapid improvement.
Just like a primary school student who had just learned to recognize words, he could write essays by giving this dictionary, and then told him that he could write essays after he had finished writing the essays, but he actually started to recite poems right!
Even the level of limerick is speechless.
For a moment, Wan Changsheng, who stood up, made everyone ignore the beauty sitting next to him intentionally or unintentionally.
Du Wen kept the action of supporting her chin with one finger, as if she was a little novel. She was not the focus of the environment. Her eyes glanced around her, but her eyes still dodged a little when she met her.
For many people, this kind of beauty is really a bit horny!
But some very beautiful girls will also look very friendly.
She felt so stressful.
Wan Changsheng seemed to really not care about this beauty. She pretended to be very tired and expanded her breasts and rubbed her hands, and she was so lucky!
He might as well go to the classroom next door with the color of the painting. If he had done these two things early, he might have been able to go home in the past two months and come back during the exam!
If you change to a normal boy, just beauties like Du Wen will be happy if they can get close to each other every day, right?
He still wants to run.
During lunch, both roommates couldn't help but envy his luck: "Damn, that girl is really beautiful..."
"I actually let you two get together with nothing!"
Wan Changsheng held the metal plate and recalled: "The eyes are pretty good."
Ding Xiaopeng was amazed: "You are so close to you, and you have observed this?"
Wan Changsheng inherited the tradition in the temple: "The appearance is full of flesh and skin, don't pay too much attention, eyes are the most important."
Fu Shiliang said: "You didn't see Lin Jianwei so angry that he broke two or three pencils."
Wan Changsheng smiled but did not say bad things behind his back: "I can get angry about things that are unrelated to others, I won't."
Ding Xiaopeng was about to speak: "He... Damn, Huang Min is here, do we want to make room for you?"
Fu Shiliang sat opposite him and looked up after hearing this: "I made a big fodder! That beauty, no, it's a group of beauties coming!"
Wan Changsheng followed the sudden quiet scene of the student cafeteria and turned around and looked at it.
It was really Du Wen who brought a group of beautiful girls over here!
Almost all of them have long hair, tall, fair face and big eyes, and then slightly different ones are sweet or cold, with long hair or straight or big waves. The clothes on their bodies are definitely much more attractive than all girls in the art class!
Let’s take a look at Huang Min. She is already a very eye-catching girl in the art class. She is a camouflage windbreaker with a bloated camouflage scarf on her neck, and the plaid scarf on her neck looks more like an outdoor player. To be precise, her clothes don’t highlight her feminine characteristics. She is purely personalized, and she has several braids in her short hair. What’s wrong with it?
But after the morning baptism, at least I wouldn't turn around and retreat. I smiled and still took the plate over and sat down: "I've seen those from the film and television class... I've seen those who are very proud and never greet us. In front of them, I think I'm an ugly duckling."
Wan Changsheng, who had already lowered his head to eat, said casually: "I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I let the flowers jealous. The scattered scattered into mud and dust, and only the fragrance remains the same."
Huang Min was stunned for a moment, her soul disappeared.
Both boys even forgot to look at the girl, leaving only the look of looking at each other, and probably saw a series of tons of slaps from each other’s eyes!
This is so flirting with girls invisibly!
I used to say that beauties have all their appearances, but now they are very pretentious when they face girls and comfort them no matter how beautiful they are, they will eventually turn into mud. Don’t fight for those belles and swallows, leaving fragrance is the most beautiful.
Who can withstand this fatal flirting?
Chapter completed!