Lin Haven turned his head away, trying to retrieve the aura just now.

Tian Tian muttered a few words, a little unwilling, but she didn't dare to disturb Lin Haven anymore, although she relied on her own girl, Lin Haven was young, and she dared to come up just now, but Lin Haven's majesty shook out, she was not immersed in the eldest aunt to keep it fresh, she could still feel it.

Tang Cheng glanced at her and shook his head in his heart.

He and Lou Jun are of course very, very lucky, to be picked out by Lin Haven and put into the Van Eyck group, which is an opportunity in itself, not to mention that now they are even included in the door wall by Lin Haven, it is even a matter of once in a thousand years.

But he is not presumptuous, and he will not say that it is all luck and opportunity - if he does not work hard enough and does not have enough talent, he will not be able to stand out in the entire grade of his sophomore year, let alone win the second prize at the Yellow Emperor Exhibition, second only to Wang Peng under the age of thirty, that is, his senior brother.

People like Tian Tian, he sees more and more now, among those who are always envious of him, there are always a few people like Tian Tian, who are always unwilling, angry, resentful, looking forward to it, struggling - it's just a pity that very few of them can really put 120 percent of their efforts into painting.

He glanced at Tian Tian and turned back to his easel.

Tian Tian looked at his back, paused for a moment, and then called him loudly.

"If you can't even keep quiet, I think you can go back to the capital now. Lin Haiwen's voice was already cold.

Interrupted for the second time, Lin Haven's irritability and anger have reached the first boundary - the human boundary is always like this, as long as no one challenges it, it will slowly rise. To this day, whether he is in the base camp of the Valley of the Wicked Studio, or somewhere else, few people dare to disturb him when he is painting and writing.

That feeling is no different from being choked at the last minute of solar activity.

"No, Professor Lin, it's not me who wants to call him, it's that he left by himself, you asked him to tell me, and he didn't listen to me before calling him. Tian Tian looked very aggrieved.

Wicked +300 from Tiannan Tiantian.

Tang Cheng had already turned his head at this time, and walked back two more steps, a little worried, he had never seen Lin Haven like this, Lin Haven was notorious, but for his own students and friends, he did not have any special majesty, and he was still full of harmony.

It's the first time he's seen such a frosty sword and snow sword today.

"Teacher, I-"

Lin Haven stopped him and clapped his hands: "Everyone come here." ”

Soon, fourteen people gathered around.

"I asked Tang Cheng to explain it to you first, because his current level is also on the top among the teachers in the school, and for you, his level is also more suitable. But I want to remind you that Tang Cheng took his own time to explain it to you, not that he had to do it, nor did he do it for me as my disciple, and I have no obligation to explain your doubts at any time.

You are about to go to your third and fourth year of college, you understand this truth, no one will teach you to study art, even in ordinary universities, the teacher will leave after class, and no one will stay to tell you anything.

So I hope that the first one, try not to disturb Tang Cheng, and the second, don't take his contribution for granted, not to mention that you want you to treat him with the etiquette of a teacher, but at least have a little respect, a little gratitude, if this can't be done, I don't think you need to continue to learn, there will be no future, Chinese society can't tolerate white-eyed wolves.

Also, I'm sure you know that when someone else is creating, you need to be polite, quiet, quiet, quiet!

"Understood. ”

"Yes. ”

A dozen or so students who were so frightened nodded their heads again and again.

Wicked +1000 from Tiannan Tiantian.

"Tian Tian, go. The female classmate quietly pulled Tian Tian, although Tian Tian's skills are not very top in the grade, but she is very popular, and she has been turned into a negative teaching material in public, this is the first time, it must be the first time: "Let's go." ”

Tian Tian stared at the back of Lin Haiwen's head hatefully, shook his head, and didn't ask Tang Cheng anymore.

Tang Cheng shrugged his shoulders, feeling quite strange - could this be what Lin Haven called a "wicked person"?

It was a lot quieter in the end.

Lin Haven spent the whole morning facing the river in the canyon, as the sun gradually rose, the quiet sleep became warm, dazzling, and the flowing light and surface were producing new combinations and showing a new side every moment.

He suddenly smiled and shook his head.

It is said that the veil and robe of the goddess of nature have long been removed, and she has no secrets to speak of, the magnificent face, the clear eyes, the clear collarbones, the full balls, the flat belly, the unspeakable indescribability, and the slender legs, the feet like jade...... All of them have been written by the masters of classicism, Renaissance and neoclassicism.

But at this moment, in Lin Haiwen's eyes, just this river of Raptor's Gorge, from morning to noon, there are infinite pictures born and eliminated, showing different styles in every moment, and there are infinite possibilities for the union of several moments - this is the real goddess of nature, which will never be caught, never controlled, never desecrated, and never descend on the world.

He started to write.

It's not lines, but color blocks, one side at a time, layer by layer, layer by layer, Lin Haven's hand is slightly harder, that side is deeper, the wrist is slightly raised, this side is like a glimpse of light, smoothly and widely embellished on the canvas, like the sun spreads - the light itself is inappropriate, light is everywhere, everywhere, it is wide or narrow, bright or dark, but it always occupies a certain area, just because of the level of light, sometimes there is a sense of line, which itself belongs to part of the connotation of the light surface.

Tang Cheng quietly stood behind Lin Haven.

The images on the canvas that had nothing to do with specific images made him feel a little frightened, and he couldn't tell what it was, so he could only watch Lin Haven sway and paint layer by layer.

The others hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help it, and touched it like thieves, standing a little behind Tang Cheng - they still couldn't understand it.

I just think that Lin Haven's control is really awesome and extraordinary, so it is regarded as a show off and it is interesting to watch.

Only Tian Tian refused to come over.

The female classmate pulled her twice, and when she saw that she really didn't move, she touched it herself-although she was a good person, she refused to miss the opportunity to watch Lin Haven paint.

Lin Haven was intoxicated, and he didn't see that on the Van Eyck source in his head, a hazy light was growing on the surface of the levitator, and the traces belonging to Velázquez, Ingres, Titian, and Rembrandt were gradually included in the levitator, the bubble that belonged to them.

The middle of these bubbles, and the middle of the suspension ball, is like a baby breathing gently, and a small bubble is born in the breath.

The scale of 69% rises sharply, and in an instant it reaches 75%, which is a full three-quarters of the time.