On the morning of the 1st, the first test is the creation, the topic, the word "morning". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For the three hours of the exam, it is impossible to play classical techniques, Lin Haven drew a street in the morning light, there are almost five or six characters, but the main one is a young girl, and the others are blurred and colored. The girl's trench coat floats, her posture is graceful, her steps are light, and in the morning glow, the colors on her face are very bright, and the whole painting is very moving.

If you dare to draw like this, there is only one in the entire examination room.

A few invigilators came over from time to time to take a look, and then looked at Lin Haven, with a "sluggish" face, snorting about the composition, fixed the point, and began to draw. All dumbfounded.

"Ahem, cough, don't look at others, hurry up and draw your own and pay attention to the time. ”

Sitting next to Lin Haven and behind him, he was a little stunned when he saw his drawing, and he was yelled at by the invigilator, and quickly returned to his senses to draw his own, and his heart was called an empty - are all the candidates of CAFA at this level? But look at others, there is none.

A few invigilators frowned, standing in the doorway and muttering.

"Who's that? What old thing's student? It's scary to put it out. ”

"It looks a bit like Mr. Chang's style. One of the teachers glanced in, "It should be very similar." ”

"Chang Shuo accepted students? Still a high school student? I haven't heard of it. "The previous teacher was surprised, Chang Shuo has been hired by CAFA for several years after returning to China, and he has never accepted students, Lao Jiang has told him several times, he has been shirking, and everyone is privately saying that he has a high vision. The students of CAFA, who dreamed of being included in the door wall by him, and the people who took ten years of detours were not one or two, but one hundred and two hundred.

"What's wrong with high school students? If a high school student can draw like this, isn't that more potential than a graduate student? Teacher Chang, a student, I'm afraid it's not a year or two, maybe it's a family member. Tsk, I don't know how high the real level is. It's just a half-clawed, and it's a little scary to look at anyway. ”

Until half past eleven, Lin Haven will draw for about ten minutes, and look at it, although it is an exam work, the level has been greatly discounted, but the overall is still good. The show off is also showy, the composition, color, intention are all there, the sincerity of the expression is also expressed, the attention to the city morning, a virtual early crowd, the young and graceful girl, always full of hope.

"You're Mr. Changshuo—?"

When handing in the papers, the invigilator couldn't hold back and asked.

"Well, I studied a lot of his work. Lin Haven was still polite to the invigilator, although the relationship between him and Chang Shuo was probably only three cents.

The teacher nodded knowingly, and his smile was much more sincere, as if he understood something.

Anyway, Lin Haven doesn't understand.

So dragged on for a while, but when I went out, it was past the peak, and there was no crowding, parents led the children, scattered, returned to the hotel to rest, and there were sketches and sketches in the afternoon, which was very important.

Fu Cheng stood in the distance, beckoning to him, Lin Haiwen waved his hand, and walked over there, the two pairs of mother and son in front of him were chatting about the exam just now.

"Oops, I almost scared the hell out today. Chubby's tone was still a little scared.

"What's wrong baby? Not enough time? It doesn't matter, it's done, just draw it, pay attention to the time in the afternoon." His mother tried hard to reassure him, "Your teacher said that your sketching is still very good." ”

Baby......

"No, there was a monster sitting in front of me, and in that moment, he drew a street, and I almost looked stupid, and I forgot to keep drawing. ”

"There are always people who draw better, and it's not just one, dozens of them. ”

Lin Haven smiled and didn't speak, art candidates are actually quite hard, there are always people who think that a low score in cultural classes is just a shortcut - but for those who are interested in going to a school like CAFA, there is no plug-in, relying on themselves, it is really an inch of work in a year.

"Zhu Yu just now, the same one last time, called me and asked if you want to go to his dormitory to rest?" Fu Cheng opened the door and let Lin Haven in.

It may be the word "dormitory", which is more recruiting. The two pairs of mother and son who didn't go far turned their heads to take a look, and there were six of the eight eyeballs, and they all lit up all of a sudden.

"That's the monster I'm talking about. Chubby whispered.

“...... Oh. ”

The two mothers looked at each other, but didn't say anything about their faces—nonsense.

Lin Haven grinned at them and got into the car, "Let's go, have a meal, and find a quiet place to stay for a while." Leave that alone, I'll trouble him next time. ”

Zhu Yu didn't rush to find no face, mainly because Lao Jiang greeted him again, and he didn't dare not say it, in case Lao Jiang saw Lin Haven one day, speaking of which, Lin Haven said no, no phone. Then the little black history between them really can't be covered.

The exam started at half past one in the afternoon, sketched first, drew a bust of a young man, and held a star fruit in his hand, Lin Haiwen's lines were bright and blind, and the tip of the pen was so stable that people were frightened, just looked at him, so hooked, wiped, a high-level sketch sketch jumped on the paper.

Then take a short break, that is, sketching, a sweeping uncle, came in and wandered around, left, Lin Haven heard a sigh, the time was too short.

The next morning, after taking the last color test, it was actually a bust portrait of a young man, Sun Wei said before, sketches and colors, generally a man and a woman, this year's CAFA seems to be a bit "base". Lin Haven painted gouache, and when he handed it in, the candidates in the examination room looked at him as if they were class enemies.

After he finished the exam, except for Liang Xue and Lin Zuodong, the one who breathed a sigh of relief was probably Zhu Yu - in his opinion, after Lin Haven played such a game, the connection with CAFA would end here.

Obviously, he was still too naïve.

......

Chang Shuo flew back from Paris on the 2nd, and the classes over there were also squeezed and squeezed out of time, and it was like this every year.

When I went back to CAFA, the people I met were all so close to each other.

"Lao Chang, take in a student, it's still very deep. ”

"Teacher Chang, fortunately, your student was admitted to CAFA, otherwise Dean Jiang would probably be desperate to find you. ”

“......”

Chang Shuo was confused from beginning to end, "When did I have students?

Then the person who spoke would have an expression that I understood, "You are always cautious, I listened to the invigilator in his examination room, and his drawing is very good, are you still worried that he will not be able to pass the exam?"

"Who's going to be in the exam room?"

"Tut, yes, when the results come out, I'll see you pretend again, the sketch scroll, said to be in the same mold as you, see if you can hide it. ”

Is the world crazy?,Chang Shuo thought.