In the cold night of late autumn, An Xiaosheng got off the bus with his suitcase and walked two kilometers to the gate of 321 Studio.

The studio is in the Jiangcheng Media and Broadcasting School, and it rents a separate floor from the school, which is divided into a studio for color, sketching, sketching and design. The accommodation is also in the dormitory of the school, and An Xiaosheng's thin and tall figure appeared at the gate of the school. He looked at the school sign outside the gate, and his heart was faintly excited.

Is this what a university is?

Next year, he must be admitted to university.

For An Xiaosheng, he doesn't know what ambitions he has, and he currently has only one goal, which is to be successfully admitted to Jiangcheng University. Which way will he go in the future, for him now, it is too far away, ask the future, ask the ideal and ask what he wants to do, he doesn't know, and he is also very confused. But ask now, he has a firm purpose.

An Xiaosheng followed the students into the school, but the teacher Yuan who picked him up was waiting outside, An Xiaosheng asked the students all the way to find the studio, he looked up at the cold light in the studio, immediately put the luggage on the side of the stairwell, and went upstairs with his schoolbag, and when he reached the third floor, he saw that there were still many students painting seriously in the studio.

An Xiaosheng has been watching from the window, the atmosphere inside is completely different from that in the school, An Xiaosheng just stood outside the window and watched everyone's state, and he was already affected.

He was a little excited and a little difficult to control himself, and he swore that he would definitely study hard here.

The mobile phone rang, An Xiaosheng was interrupted, he came back to his senses from the thick learning atmosphere, and took out his mobile phone to answer.

"Hello ......"

A male voice came from the other side, "You're An Xiaosheng, right?" I'm already at the school gate, where have you gone?"

An Xiaosheng hurriedly said: "I went outside the studio, I'm sorry Mr. Xu, I came in by myself." ”

He didn't know that Teacher Xu would go out to pick him up, so he found it himself.

When Mr. Xu heard that he had arrived at the studio, he asked him not to leave first, and he would arrive immediately.

An Xiaosheng stood outside the window and looked at the students in the studio, although the sketch studio and color painting room were clearly marked outside the studio, but in the few studios he looked, everyone drew sketches.

I didn't dare to go in, for fear of disturbing everyone.

The atmosphere here is very different from the school, and he already feels good in the school's studio, but it is even better here. In the school's studio, everyone will walk around during class to watch the effect of their classmates' paintings, especially those who draw well, and everyone will use them as a reference to learn from them secretly.

Because of what the teacher said, most of the students are not so easy to absorb and cannot accurately express it on the drawing paper.

But after seeing excellent classmates draw, they can basically master how to draw and express.

However, here, although there are not many people in the studio, there is no one moving around, and it is very quiet.

Everyone was painting very quietly, and An Xiaosheng was the first time he saw everyone painting plaster with open drawing paper. In school, he saw that everyone used four opens, and some powerful students tried to open them halfway, but now the easels in the studio are all open, the size and length of half a person.

Teacher Xu panted and went upstairs, followed by a very handsome boy.

An Xiaosheng hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, "Teacher Xu, hello, I'm An Xiaosheng." ”

Teacher Xu was the teacher who was squatting relatively large at the demonstration speech site, and he was very ...... Cordial.

At the beginning, it was also this teacher who was suspicious of him, and he didn't want to accept him, worried that he would lower the level of the studio.

However, in the end, it was Mr. Yuan who nodded first, so he accepted him.

Teacher Xu said: "This is Gong Wei, the class leader, he will take you to the dormitory to settle down later, as well as the canteen, etc., to get a general idea of the situation of the school." ”

Teacher Xu glanced at the inside of the studio, and then said, "Since you have come to the studio, let's go in and have a look." ”

An Xiaosheng nodded lightly.

"Good. ”

An Xiaosheng followed behind Mr. Xu a little shyly, there were a lot of people in the first studio, about 20 of them, and they all painted very well.

An Xiaosheng looked at the past one by one and was envious.

Teacher Xu pointed to a classmate by the window and said, "This student has almost the same foundation as you, this is the result of his painting here for a month, you see, the structure of the relationship between light and dark has been mastered very well." ”

An Xiaosheng looked at the work in front of him, which was still a semi-finished product in the eyes of the teacher, but it seemed that he was already very fine, and he was very envious.

He asked in a low voice, "Teacher Xu, is it possible for me to reach this level in a month before I can be admitted to a good university?"

Teacher Xu said: "This is still average, but whether you can reach this level or not, I have to look at your paintings after the test tomorrow to give a preliminary judgment." Don't worry, don't be stressed, since you're here, I'll definitely teach you with all my heart, rest assured. ”

Teacher Xu looks rough, but he is quite comforting, at least he did not ignore An Xiaosheng's uneasy state, and he is a more careful person.

An Xiaosheng nodded lightly, and only held back a sentence for a long time: "Thank you, teacher, for your hard work." ”

Teacher Xu said: "We are a studio person, you are all the children of me and Teacher Yuan, you can take the exam well in a few months and half a year, and you can be successfully admitted to the university you want to go to, and we are done." As a teacher, it is their responsibility to teach and educate people. ”

An Xiaosheng was a little moved, pursed his lips, and his face tightened.

There is a breath of breath in his heart, and here is his first step to prove himself.

There are three studios, only one or two studios are occupied, and students are arranged to paint. The number of people in the second studio was much smaller, and the easels were at least half less.

Teacher Xu said: "Here are the students in our class who draw better, and when you move from the mural room to this studio to paint with these students, your basic skills are basically solid, and the exam is to play on the spot, and see how you play on the spot." ”

An Xiaosheng was looking forward to it when he heard this, and his eyes were extremely excited, dreaming that one day he would be able to move here from the mural room.

He asked, "Teacher Xu, do I have any hope of moving here?"

Teacher Xu said: "You have to have confidence yourself, you yourself believe that there is, then there is." ”

An Xiaosheng nodded solemnly, he also believed that he could, and one day he would come here from next door.

An Xiaosheng walked into the studio and looked at everyone's works one by one, each one, really, each one is a painting that can be framed and called a "work", An Xiaosheng is very envious, he doesn't know if he really has such a day, he can really come here, and one day he can really paint like this.

An Xiaosheng looked at the beautiful girl who painted on the day of the publicity meeting that day, she sat in the front row and painted, and she was very quiet, as if she had entered her own world.

An Xiaosheng glanced at it several times, will she take students to paint every day?

He remembered that when Mr. Xu introduced the beautiful girl on the day of the promotion, he said that the girl was a teaching assistant, and her surname seemed to be Fu.

An Xiaosheng was extremely envious in his heart, it was great to be able to enter this studio and be personally led by the teaching assistant.

If he can come in here, many of his problems can be solved in time, he doesn't dare to trouble the teacher to keep an eye on him all the time, sometimes he is ashamed to ask his classmates, he also knows that his problem is not good, too wooden, and he has thousands of inner thoughts, but he does not dare to take action, afraid of failure, afraid of rejection.

An Xiaosheng has been looking at the beautiful female teaching assistant's paintings, and the two works painted by the teaching assistant teacher at that time, like everyone at the scene, took pictures, and they are still stored in his mobile phone, and he takes them out from time to time to take a look.

An Xiaosheng also secretly copied the painting of the teaching assistant teacher, imitating the other party's color mixing, copying countless times, but still couldn't learn it.

Now that he has the opportunity to learn up close, it is a great opportunity for him.

The works in the second studio are indeed very detailed, and he originally thought that the students in the first studio were already very good at painting. It's better here.

The man's eyes were opened, and he finally believed that the frog at the bottom of the well really existed.

If it weren't for the chance that he had heard his classmates mention the studio here, and if he hadn't insisted on coming here to study, he wouldn't have felt the gap between his classmates at school and the students in the studio.

Everyone is the same class of candidates, and the students sitting here today will be the opponents of this class in a few months or half a year.

An Xiaosheng was glad that he had made a choice, and he looked at the paintings of these students, and he knew that he had made no mistake.

Teacher Xu made a brief introduction, and then told An Xiaosheng that there would be a simple test tomorrow so that he would not be nervous, and this test was just to let the teachers know him better and know how to let him enter the state as soon as possible. Because he is special compared to the worst students here.

He can basically be said to have zero foundation, regardless of what he learned in school.

Of course, Mr. Xu also specially explained that he did not deny that the level of Teacher Zhao in the school was not good, he respected the teachers in the establishment very much, and he also admired Mr. Zhao's brother.

An Xiaosheng didn't listen to this, and he wouldn't talk to Mr. Zhao on the phone, let alone have the opportunity to mention the matter of the 321 studio in Mr. Zhao's ear, so he didn't have Mr. Xu's explanation.

After visiting the studio, Mr. Xu asked the class leader to take An Xiaosheng to the dormitory to settle down, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask Gong Wei.

An Xiaosheng nodded again and again, and then turned to Gong Wei, "Thank you, trouble." ”

Gong Wei had a dignified and honest face, and he also smiled slightly implicitly, "I'll take you to the dormitory, and go to bed early today." ”

An Xiaosheng thanked him, and then followed Gong Wei downstairs.

Gong Wei asked, "Where's your luggage?" ”

An Xiaosheng said: "Downstairs, I asked other students to find the studio, I was downstairs to see that the upstairs studio was on the light, I didn't want to drag the box to disturb everyone, so I put my luggage downstairs." ”

When Gong Wei heard this, he was taken aback.

He said, "Teacher Xu and I didn't see the luggage when we came up just now." ”

When An Xiaosheng heard this, his face was also startled, and he was a little nervous.

After holding it for a long time, he said, "That, that...... I'll hurry up and take a look. ”

Gong Wei ran down quickly, An Xiaosheng was at the top of the stairs, and dragged the box out under the stairwell.

He smiled and said: "It's still there, this is the school, and I believe that the quality of my classmates will not be lost." ”

Gong Wei said: "In addition to students, there is also logistics, not teachers or students, there is a vocational college, not a formal university, and people from outside society can also come in." ”

An Xiaosheng nodded, "I understand, thank you for the reminder." ”

Gong Wei said: "The front is the student dormitory, you come with me." ”

An Xiaosheng's box was also picked up by Gong Wei.

An Xiaosheng hurriedly snatched it back, "No, no, I'll come by myself." I'm a girl, so I'll let you do it for you, thank you, thank you very much. ”

Gong Wei didn't insist on helping him anymore, An Xiaosheng asked, "Squad leader, does everyone go to the studio at night?"

Gong Wei nodded, "Although there is no time to paint at night, if you don't go to the studio after dinner, you need to ask the teacher for leave." So the class will be held in the evening by default. ”

An Xiaosheng hurriedly asked, "Every day in class?"

Gong Wei couldn't help but look at him, "How did you take classes in school before? For example, if it's a sketch class now, a week later, the whole day class will be a color class. This sketch is to strengthen the structure and shape, and I will draw that one for the week. This is the big lesson. ”

An Xiaosheng was taken aback, "Draw one in a week?"

Gong Wei nodded, "Yes, I'll draw one a week." This is to let yourself slowly understand the structure and shape, mainly when the initial hook is made, you have to polish it repeatedly. Only when the shape and structure are qualified, and the color behind can illustrate the dark relationship. If the shape is not good and the structure is a mess, then there is no need to talk about the relationship between light and dark. ”

An Xiaosheng nodded teachablely, his classmates gave lectures, he could understand, but he didn't know if he could draw them.

Styling, his modeling ability is the worst.

If he calms down and grinds one thing for a week, he believes that he can do well.

An Xiaosheng asked softly: "I see that the teaching assistant teacher in the second studio is also there, does she take all our classmates to paint, or only the students in the second studio? Will she be there every day?"

Gong Wei was confused by An Xiaosheng's words, and looked at An Xiaosheng for a long time and said, "We don't have a teaching assistant." ”

An Xiaosheng was stunned when he heard this, "No teaching assistant?"

An Xiaosheng was silent for a moment, and after Gong Wei nodded in confirmation, he was a little unsure.

"However, when Mr. Xu was doing publicity at the art museum, he made it very clear that the girl who demonstrated color and sketching was a teaching assistant, wasn't it?"

Gong Wei seemed to know something, and immediately asked, "What's your surname?"

He took a leave of absence to go home during that time, but knew that the studio was recruiting students.

Although he was not there, he didn't have to think about it to know which two would go.

An Xiaosheng: "Paid?"

Gong Wei instantly understood, "Well, she is a student, she is a fresh graduate like us, just like you and me." ”

Then Gong Wei laughed and said: "We don't have a teaching assistant in the studio, if the teacher said that Fu Ningshuang was a teaching assistant, he could understand it, but if he didn't say that he was a teaching assistant, no one would believe it." ”

An Xiaosheng was completely shocked and stayed where he was.

"She's a student too?"

Gong Wei nodded, "Well, it's the same as us." ”

An Xiaosheng suffered a bit of a big blow, "It's incredible that someone who draws so well and is so powerful is also a fresh graduate." She's going to take the college entrance exam with us?"

Gong Wei nodded, "Yes." ”

He also said: "She is the best painter in our studio, and Chen Hanqi, both of them are very good." ”

An Xiaosheng was still in shock, he actually took the college entrance examination with such an excellent person?!

An Xiaosheng suddenly felt a little desperate, if everyone is at this level, then what does the college entrance examination have to do with people of his level?

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