The docking of oil painting is obviously much slower than that of sketching, and until the end of today's class, Lin Haven feels that he has not yet reached the limit of 10%, and his limit should be about 70% of Chang Shuo. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After all, he only painted a half-finished painting, and the techniques and colors that could be used were limited, and it was impossible to practice all of Chang Shuo's knowledge.

At this time, Lin Haiwen felt that the 8,000 yuan was worth the money. According to the current progress, it should take about ten days to absorb it.

At this time, the image of a ball-headed girl can be seen on his canvas.

This piece of canvas with a good foundation is Sun Wei intends to paint portraits, so many of the textures made are also suitable for portraits, Lin Haven did not paint plaster after shoveling Sun Wei's teaching paintings, just looked at the ball head in front of him, and painted such a semi-finished product, the skin is still a little bleak, and the normal skin color is not small, it is still far from completion, this is still a time-saving method, if you cover and dye layer by layer, wait for dry and then paint, you may not be able to finish painting in a month before and after.

Sun Wei except for the beginning of the demonstration of techniques and simple color mixing for him, and went to pick up the child in the middle, he has been standing behind him, and no one else cares. However, Xie Jun and Wang Peng are basically watching Lin Haiwen. Sun Wei seems that Lin Haven only started at the beginning, so after hesitating, he started painting very decisively, and the technique changed from unfamiliar to skilled, and finally there was even something that Sun Wei did not teach. The color has changed from blind to proficient, and several delicate colors on the palette were born in the mixture of nine basic colors. The structure of the picture is no different from that of a sketch, as if there is no difference between oil painting and sketch paper.

It wasn't until Lin Haven breathed out a sigh and stopped writing that Sun Wei asked, his voice a little blank: "Which great painter are you reincarnated?"

“......”

"You're here to play with me?"

Lin Haiwen's face froze, and he couldn't help but speak, "Cough, Mr. Sun, this-just kidding." ”

"Is this genius?" Xie Jun said very hard, really very difficult, as the best in the raindrop studio, although he is the oldest and has been painting for the longest time, he is much worse than him as far as he can see, and this sense of superiority is still there. But Lin Haiwen's eight punches were swept into his heart.

"I've never seen it anyway, and I don't believe that there is such a genius, a genius of lines, and I can accept it, but why is there still a genius in color mixing? I don't believe it, can anyone be born with a knowledge of which colors add up to another color? There are also techniques, techniques can be seen, can be heard, but I can draw to this extent with a pen, I must not believe it. Sun Wei stared at Lin Haiwen's canvas, covered.

"What about him?"

"Monsters, born to know?"

Lin Haven looked embarrassed, looked at the time, it was already early six o'clock, he was still going to see Yang Ache, so he got up, "Teacher Sun, then I will continue to draw tomorrow." ”

Chang Shuo's technique is classical painting, and Rembrandt and Titian are multi-layered, which consumes time and energy. And Lin Haiwen's "Ball-headed Girl", most of them are still painted directly, and there are some cover dyes on the part, after all, he is still a beginner, and it is impossible to directly use classical techniques as soon as he comes. Even so, he couldn't finish the painting in one day, only tomorrow.

"Oh, good. Sun Wei responded.

"I'm going back too, let's go together. Xie Jun rented a house and planned to paint until next year's art exam.

Before the two opened the door, Lu Yu, who was wearing a strawberry-colored knitted jacket today, rushed in, obviously listening for a long time. Lin Haven was a little worried, if it goes on like this, Lu Yu will probably have a special feeling about listening to the corner, which is a very exciting thing.

"You're done with your homework?"

"It's just a little bit, I'm here to thank Brother Lin. "Lu Yu is serious.

"Oh, by the way," Sun Wei patted his head, "I was so scared by you that I forgot about it." The essay you helped her write yesterday was very good for her teacher. ”

Lu Yu nodded desperately, very happy, he should have been greatly praised.

"Oh?" Lin Haven Yile, "yes? That's good, observe more and study more, the exam is like this, no way, I also came here like this, and when I am my age, Xiaoyu will definitely be able to write a good composition." Hey, what do you teachers say?"

"The teacher said that they are all at the level of the fourth grade!" Lu Yu said loudly.

Lin Haven's smile was stunned, Lao Tzu took the Chinese test of 130 in the third year of high school, you say that I am at the level of the fourth grade?

Hahahaha! Wang Peng laughed the most exaggeratedly.

Hahaha! The head of the balls is not bad.

Even Xie Jun, who had a bitter face, and Sun Wei, who was not very embarrassed, couldn't help but snort.

Lin Haven had no choice but to leave first with his tail between his legs.

......

Xie Jun's house is not far from the Lin Haven Hotel, and when he first came, Xie Jun also lived there.

"Sometimes I think about it, oil painting might be something that geniuses like you play with. Xie Jun's face was a little gloomy, "Do you know how long I have been studying? Twelve years, I started studying at the age of 9, took the exam for three years, and was recorded by Ximei last year, but I am not willing to go to their oil paintings." As for you, after studying for a day, you will ......"

Lin Haven couldn't tell him that he had played a star-absorbing Dafa from Chang Shuo, and he was a saboteur who came specifically to violate the law.

"Do you want to eat roast duck, the one on Tianfu Street. Lin Haiwen didn't talk about oil painting, and he always felt that no matter what he said, he would hurt Xie Jun, so he simply invited him to the dinner bureau together.

"You're going alone?"

"No, someone has a treat, anyway, one is also invited, two are also invited, and you will be taken to improve the food. ”

"If you don't bother, then I'll go. ”

The two went back to change their clothes, and then met on Tianfu Street, Yang Ache had already ordered the food, Lin Haven introduced it, and there was no greeting, so he took the script of "Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law Runaway" and read it.

Xie Jun looked curious—especially after seeing the title, his face was much weirder.

According to Lin Haven's experience in accompanying his mother to fight in the prime time of various satellite TV in the original world, this "Big Storm" can only be said to be a third-rate script, the conflict is too shallow, the contradiction is too white, and the characters are relatively chaotic - if it sounds good, it is rich, and if it is not good, it has no distinctive characteristics.

"Brother Yang, this script, how to say it, I'll just say it directly, I don't think it's so exciting,"

"Alas," Yang Ache is obviously not a rookie, "It's rare to have a good script now, and those screenwriters who have guaranteed it will either come out to make the drama themselves, or they will be covered by large companies." It's good for our small company to meet like this. ”

Lin Haven nodded, resources are abundant, which industry is like this.

"So, I'll go back and see, and we'll talk again, well, we're going to sign a non-disclosure agreement or something, right?"

Yang Archer originally came with a contract, and when Lin Haven said this, he obviously didn't plan to sign the contract directly, "Cheng, then Brother Yang, I'll wait for your reply." ”

"I'll do it as soon as possible. ”