If you change someone, your mentality may collapse. Well, for example, Fisherman's somewhat despicable personality.

Wan Changsheng struggled to hold on to the cement steps of the stands and tried to get up: "Even if I major in Chinese painting, it wouldn't prevent me from learning to make sculptures by myself."

So I turned around and reached out to the boy: "What do you call me? Can you give me some references to your basic textbooks and learning methods on sculpture in the future, and you can pay for it."

The boy was very cheerful: "Ma Zhenyu, from Rongdu. Actually, I know it's difficult for me to take the exam for Qingmei. I was going to try it out, but among several sculpture majors in the country, Shumei can also enter the top three. So I heard that you two took the exam here, so I thought it would be good to be friends with you. In fact, I guess I can come to our sculpture classroom often in the future. They are both the same school, and it's not so clear."

People around you still want to complain, you are afraid you want to be friends with Dudu.

Wan Changsheng couldn't wait: "Can you go to your sculpture classroom now to see it? Which part of the school?"

Only then did everyone re-recognize Wan Changsheng's enthusiasm for sculptures.

It can be said that since everyone met last year, he has always been the calm and calm of an old god. Sometimes he doesn’t look like a 20-year-old man, always with the Buddhist attitude of middle-aged and elderly people. Even when he was criticized by Lin Jianwei and Teacher Mao Dongyang, he was so humiliated that he didn’t react.

When drawing, most of them are expressionless, and immersed in their own world, they are intoxicated as if no one else is there.

But at this time, my eyes were shining, and I was very eager to look like a child who had just gotten a toy, and a bit like a young and young boy with a first love.

Ma Zhenyu was embarrassed to continue asking the beauty whereabouts: "We... have just registered and have never formally attended classes. If you don't dislike it, it would be fine to take you to visit."

Wan Changsheng had completely ignored everything around him: "Okay, okay, thank you!"

It was still his friends who were used to it, so Ding Xiaopeng stuffed the white porridge and rice bowl to Wan Changsheng: "Eat while walking, you still need to replenish more water now, and bring this bottle of water."

Huang Min is more like a sister: "Take a towel on, the ringtone of the phone is turned on, and the afternoon military training will start at 2:30. We will call you in advance so that the instructor will not be targeted by the instructor again. Do you want to change your clothes? This one is soaked. Take this off first, and we will take it back to the dormitory and rinse it for you, and it should be fine to expose it to the sun and dry it."

There are also thoughtful Chinese painting departments: "I can just take the armed hat and give it to you in the afternoon. Our company instructor is actually okay. Let me tell him good things together in the afternoon. Don't be targeted. Don't be late. Many classmates in the class want to know you."

It is difficult for outsiders to understand that this group of students is pampering Wan Changsheng, and even if he takes off his clothes, two or three boys and girls will help him.

Wan Changsheng also used to saying yes, and followed Ma Zhenyu without distraction.

The tight white T-shirt was completely soaked and stuck to her body, and the rogue whistle was blown by several girls!

Several other boys and girls even wanted to go with them, but were stopped by Huang Min: "There are many people and the scene is big. If it is affected, it will be no good. Let him go and explore the way first. Oh, how could he encounter such a thing?"

Everyone talked again: "Lao Wan is engaged in sculpture? I really couldn't imagine... When Zhao Leilei came to see him, I thought he had a lot to do with oil painting. Even if he was studying Chinese painting and drawing some oil paintings, he was still a major in painting. How could he suddenly become so interested in sculpture?"

But I firmly believe that: "It will definitely work. His sketching foundation is so good, and by mistake. If he entered the sculpture, he would be like a fish in water. Especially now, the sculpture enrollment will not be the case with clay sculptures alone like before. Just like us, we are starting from scratch and will definitely lead the way!"

The freshmen who were watching the freshman grass finally muttered: "Why are you... a little weird to him?"

Huang Min smiled warmly: "You don't understand. He was our brother when dealing with people and took care of us in everything. But as long as it involves professionalism, he is like our younger brother. The kind of brother who is a little ignorant of geniuses needs us to take care of him."

In front of the girls I didn't know, a group of young boys were a little arrogant: "I left, I've left, I've been scheduling for tutoring and tutoring tonight. I can't delay the training school affairs during this period. I'll help Wanwan to make some time to adjust this professional problem."

Everyone sighed, and they sincerely thought that Wan Changsheng was good.

I think he can devote himself to the art world with all his heart, and maybe he can really see an outstanding genius appearing.

But he always encounters all kinds of messy things.

Fortunately, Wan Changsheng didn't take it to heart and even revealed the news: "That girl was actually admitted to the Qingjing Academy of Fine Arts. She was not here. Should she visit our training school? There is a film and television performance class next door. She transferred from the next door class at the beginning."

Ma Zhenyu was surprised by his real name: "I changed from a film and television performance and then passed the exam to Qingmei? Oh my god, what kind of fairy sister is this! I really don't have any intentions for her, I think she is too beautiful. If I have the opportunity to take photos of her, it would be a great honor. This summer, my family rewarded me with a set of lycra m10. I am very interested in photography."

As a result, Wan Changsheng didn't care about anything Leica: "Can you introduce me to your major? What are you doing? Specializing in sculpture?"

Ma Zhenyu has only been a student in the sculpture department for a day, but he was still training in the stadium and scratched his head hard: "I just went there to have a meeting to meet the classmates. There are only about ten people in one grade, which is the least crowded in the school. There are only 40 students in the sculpture major, and there are only 50 students here..."

Wan Changsheng, wearing a T-shirt, camouflage pants and military training rubber shoes, was very eager.

Walking through the campus avenue full of sculptures, he plunged into some forked corners with dense trees. It was not said that the ancient trees were towering, but at least it was covered with green grass, which made him feel much cooler when he walked in.

But a large number of giant stones began to appear on the roadside. Four square piers that were one person tall and several meters long were placed flat on the ground like seal stones that had been enlarged many times. There were many pieces of them layered. The facade was filled with semicircular grooves cut by drilling holes, which made Wan Changsheng, who had been drilled for more than ten years, couldn't help but reach out to touch them like a relative, and it was slightly cool.

Ma Zhenyu introduced: "White marble, such as the base of the Hero Monument, is carved with this. It is considered a common material for sculptures and is not expensive."

Wan Changsheng touched the past reluctantly: "I haven't used it before. We don't produce this. I always use bluestone. I have only got some marble in recent years."

Ma Zhenyu began to be shocked: "Have you really done the sculpture yourself?"

Wan Changsheng shook his head and nodded again: "I don't know, I'm just a stone-knitting person. I don't know much about the concept of sculpture. Carving should be digging and cutting on the stone, and shaping is to trim and shaping?"

Ma Zhenyu nodded and shook his head: "Half said that, carving is to carve on any material, this is to make subtraction, and sculpture is to pile up any material, this is to make addition, and sculpture is to be precisely carved and carved. But to be honest, I am still a layman now. When I was in the affiliated high school, the sculpture major was the only one who required a clay sculpture exam to take separately. Now, there are clay sculptures in the art exam training, so the candidates in the sculpture major are also the same as ordinary subjects."

Wan Changsheng was actually a little fascinated by hearing it: "Carving, clay sculpture... This is the work I have done for more than ten years. I once thought that the Academy of Fine Arts only painted at most..."

No, right in front of Wan Changsheng, as Ma Zhenyu took him to a place like a factory building, Wan Changsheng even realized that the three-story building of Damei Training School should have been like this before the third floor was renovated.

The huge aerial height is built with many huge steel frames, wooden frames, and scaffoldings. Then there are workers, students, and young and middle-aged people who have the temperament of artists. They are busy climbing on it, and there are chaos around them. Various cutting machines, electric welding, etc. are more like workshops than art schools.

Ma Zhenyu just took Wan Changsheng outside the gate that was about ten meters high. He carefully slipped out of the classroom separated from the two floors next to him and signaled to Wan Changsheng to see it. In the classroom where the crack in the door was left, several students were working very carefully to make clay heads at their own small tables, and a male model sat in front of them.

Then Ma Zhenyu's expression became mysterious: "This room... has curtains sealed in this window. I heard that it is a nude model sculpture!"

Wan Changsheng finally remembered that topic Huanhuan asked: "Who doesn't wear clothes?"

Ma Zhenyu took it for granted: "When wearing clothes, how do you call the human body?"

Wan Changsheng took a breath, it turned out that there was really!
Chapter completed!