[013] Who is this bare-chested man?

Quite a fashionable girl! It's even more enchanting than Du Pian.

It seems that in this art classroom, it is really a place where the fragrance is hidden! I can't help but feel a little jealous, Ling Xiaotong is a little jealous, every day in the beauty-female Ruyun studio, the art teacher is simply living in the thighs!

"Didn't you go to class today?" Su Xiyi said to the girl with some blame: "Deng Meiji, I want to solemnly tell you again, we don't only take professional courses, you also know how high the admission score of the National Arts University is! ”

The beauty-girl named Deng Meiji ignored Su Xiyi's preaching, but looked curiously at the boy who was looking around and still standing in front of her painting David in a daze, and now she was stupidly staring at her thighs and wearing strange sunglasses. I thought, where did this layman come from?

"Your boyfriend?" Deng Meiji's curiosity was only for a moment, and then, she turned around and faced her drawing board again, leaving a sentence in passing.

"Ah?!" Su Xiyi hurriedly explained: "Who! What are you talking about! This is my classmate, named Ling Xiaotong, who just came to the art class, I don't know the place, I just brought him over!"

"Oh. The voice behind the drawing board was still so plain and unremarkable, with no emotional ups and downs at all, leaving the first impression of Ling Xiaotong: "It's not ugly, it's good." It's just that the glasses are a bit dirty. ”

Ling Xiaotong felt that Deng Meiji's girl was really interesting, not ugly, not bad. This can be regarded as a non-praise and non-derogatory evaluation, and her tone that does not rise or fall, but it really matches. This girl is so funny.

"Well, I'll give you this set of painting tools. When I moved my studio last year, I thought I had lost my bag and bought a new one, but I didn't expect to find it again after moving the studio. This set of easels and sketchpads is useless, and it is a waste to put it away, and you haven't bought it anyway, so don't waste money. At this time, Su Xiyi had already dragged out a rectangular, blue quadruple backpack in the corner and carried it to Ling Xiaotong, which contained an easel and a drawing board.

"Huh, do you still want to use a drawing board?" Ling Xiaotong is all about this art, lying on the table, just like painting children's paintings when he was a child, then he knows that there are so many places to say, and he still needs to use a drawing board and an easel: "This, this is not good, how much do you buy it? I'll give you money." As he spoke, Ling Xiaotong took out his pocket.

"Twenty-five sketchpads, sixty easels, thirty backpacks, twenty folded mazahs in the inner house, and ten unused gouache boxes. Su Xiyi spread her small hand and put it in front of Ling Xiaotong.

"One, one...... One hundred and forty-five?" Ling Xiaotong took out the seven yuan change in his pocket and said with some embarrassment, "I'll give it to you tomorrow...... Today, didn't bring that much money today. ”

"I'm kidding you!" Su Xiyi withdrew her hand and waved, smiling: "You just take it and use it, it's very happy to find your own owner for the drawing board, treat them well, this is the primary partner who gives you inspiration and a creative platform." ”

After saying this, Su Xiyi was almost the goddess in Ling Xiaotong's heart, but Ling Xiaotong still decided to go to Ji Feichen tomorrow morning to borrow some first.

Lei Zi and Kangqiao definitely don't have it, Ji Feichen is a small boss, and he still doesn't care about one hundred and eighty yuan. He couldn't ask his family for it, so Ling Xiaotong could only ask his buddies for help.

"Vomit...... After ...... drawing, the sound of pretending to vomit came, and it seemed that Deng Meiji was a very cold chick, and she was really funny.

"Deng!Mei!Ji!Are you pregnant?!You make me look weird again, be careful that I teach you a lesson!" Su Xiyi stomped her feet and was cautious of anger.

It was quiet immediately after the drawing board, but there was still an indignation: "If you want to conceive, no one will plant it for you." ”

"Ahhhh

“……”

Ling Xiaotong was already stunned at this time: The girl in the studio is really crazy!

looked at the watch and it was only 5:20, and there were still forty minutes before Teacher Zhuo came, Su Xiyi and Deng Meiji are both people with foundations, and they both have in-depth works, and Ling Xiaotong, a rookie, how can he understand these messes.

"You can take a look at it first, Teacher Zhuo will arrange it for you when he comes. After Su Xiyi and Deng Meiji finished arguing, they walked to their drawing board, looked at the one nailed to the drawing board, and painted the plaster Voltaire for two nights, and still felt a fly in the ointment in their hearts.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaotong didn't bother anymore, anyway, when he came here, he could only say a few more words to Su Xiyi, and he didn't plan to really enter the temple of art. Ling Xiaotong continued to look like Grandma Liu, admiring the works on the wall.

The portrait of David attracted his attention very much, the visual conflict between black and white can give people such a feeling of beauty, art is really a magical thing.

However, Ling Xiaotong was not a peaceful person, and after only a few minutes of silence, he blurted out a sentence that did not startle people: "Who is this bare-chested man?"

Su Xiyi felt a headache at Ling Xiaotong's use of the indecent word "bare-cheeked", even if you said bare-ass, do you have to put this non-written colloquial saying on the table.

......Deng Meiji, who was hidden behind the drawing board, couldn't hold back and laughed out loud, and suddenly had a good impression of this layman who had just come to the studio, after all, that painting was her proudest work in the more than ten years since she learned to paint, and she couldn't imagine that among the many works on the wall, she could attract the attention of a layman.

Su Xiyi scratched her hair in annoyance: "What are you talking nonsense! That's David! Michelangelo's sculpture, David!"

"Oh oh, Michelangelo! I know! It's the 'thinker' who carved what to wear today!" Ling Xiaotong looked suddenly enlightened, and clapped his hands and praised: "Well, yes, it's really a great god!"

"Hahaha, what a living treasure!Hahahaha! Xiyi, where did you check the baby?" Deng Meiji couldn't stand up with a smile.

"I'm dizzy!" Su Xiyi looked helpless: "Please, don't talk nonsense if you don't know, the 'thinker' is Auguste Rodin, the round sculpture that has become a milestone in his personal art!

I don't understand this, I just can't pretend to understand, Ling Xiaotong laughed a few times: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made the two of you laugh...... I don't speak, I shut up. ”

Su Xiyi glared at Ling Xiaotong cautiously and angrily, and continued to devote herself to this Voltaire of herself.

Deng Meiji, who was laughing until her stomach was about to burst, finally calmed down and asked, "Do you think the painting is good?" ”

Su Xiyi was stunned for a moment, and then thought that this David was a work completed by Deng Meiji last year, and this painting can be painted at such a level, for a girl who is less than twenty years old, it can already be described as an artistic genius.

Even the excellent teacher said that he could not draw such a thoughtful and in-depth sketch. It can be seen that this work contains how much enthusiasm and sustenance Deng Meiji has.

"Well, I'll see. "Ling Xiaotong really accepts a sentence when people give him, and puts it on when someone gives him a hat, what can a layman like him know!

Ling Xiaotong first looked at it from a distance for a while, then approached the painting again, touched his chin and lowered his head in contemplation for a while.

At this time, even Su Xiyi was a little looking forward to it, and she didn't know what conclusions Ling Xiaotong could draw, you must know that before Deng Meiji's painting was born, her plaster bust of Apollo was the highest-rated work of Teacher Zhuo.