After dinner and before the break, the gathering is the evening class time every day, Lao Chen will let the students show some of their sketches, sketches, and creative ideas one by one, he will comment, and the students can also discuss. Lin Ling was also curious to listen as a good person from abroad, but the local beef jerky in his hand replaced other people's sketchbooks.

Wu Wending's professional performance is the best, not because of his talent, but because he came from the high school, has a solid professional foundation, in the second year of the high school, he has seen what is called artistic talent, he gave up the idea of specializing in an art major early, and chose the art education department that students rarely choose in this high school, on the one hand, the cost is low, it is easier to bear it, and on the other hand, he has to learn everything in this major, which is in line with his style of trying everything.

There are a few students who have studied systematically after being admitted to the pre-university assault study major, but some talents have been gradually reflected, and the sketches that are now taken out are still very immature, but the sense of form, style, and division of the composition have their own characteristics and beauty.

For example, many people know that 6.18 is the golden section point, and Wu Wending chose this point to make a fuss, but talented people feel that a certain point may be more suitable to make a fuss, maybe it is just at 6.18, maybe it is more suitable to match other conditions in other positions.

Therefore, Wu Wending is generally the first to complete, because the previous years of systematic training have allowed him to understand how to do the most suitable and in line with the artistic vision in the form of clauses, which is very regular, but has no talent.

Wu Wending quickly finished telling his own, and Lao Chen also happened to use his model to comment on other people's ideas. He himself aimed at Lin Ling's beef jerky, bypassed the classmates sitting around, and sat behind Lin Ling to eat.

Lin Ling whispered with admiration: "I don't understand." ”

Wu Wending also whispered modestly: "Professional terms, they are all bluffing." ”

Lin Ling yearned: "In the future, I will also learn more professional terms." "She is applying for the international trade major.

Wu Wending is afraid: "The economic jargon is even more scary. ”

Lin Ling was a little impatient: "How many more days do you need?" Now it's August 23rd, and we will report on the 30th and 31st. ”

Wu Wen calculated: "I will go to Nazhu Temple tomorrow, and it is estimated that I will start to go back the day after tomorrow, and I will return to Chengdu on the 26th and no more than the 27th." ”

Lin Ling said: "That's good, it's much better than my travel route, I originally planned to come to Yuanhong to see it and go back, and then go to Mount Emei or Leshan Giant Buddha." ”

Wu Wending is a tour guide and salesman: "Nazhu Temple is worth visiting, it is the largest temple except for Qinghai and Tibet. Lots of people and spectacular. ”

Lin Ling didn't care: "I just look at it and feel it." ”

After the comment, everyone hurriedly sorted out their own things, tomorrow is the key project of this sketch, so some of the film is consumed, the sketchbook is not enough, and they have to be adjusted and prepared.

I walked in the morning, because I had been in the blue sky, white clouds, grass and green plateau for several days, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, I was aesthetically tired. Cars travel between the rolling hills of the steppe, the road is often a line to the horizon, and the hills on both sides are scattered with flocks of sheep and cattle, and the color combinations of nature are the most harmonious. Occasionally, the oxen walked slowly on the road, not in a hurry, and watched the vehicles with cloudy eyes blankly, only the sheep were more timid, and jumped over the ditch by the side of the road in embarrassment. I even saw a few ferocious-looking wolfdog-looking animals eating cows happily, I don't know if it was a shepherd dog guarding and stealing from itself, or a wild wolf on the grassland?

The journey of more than 80 kilometers is in good condition, and it takes more than an hour to arrive. It is still a monotonous hill, with the blue sky as the protagonist and the sheep and cattle as the supporting role, and suddenly turning a pass, there seem to be a lot more clouds in the sky, and the brightness here is relatively dim. Until some tenacious light passed through the clouds, like a silver-white sword shot to the ground, and the gray-black color of the clouds was further contrasted.

Bowing his head along the sword, the golden temple roof appeared in front of him, with strong reflection and a very sacred atmosphere. As the car turned and crossed the mountain pass, more and more scenes were seen. The grand temple, with red walls, white towers, black windows, and a golden roof, is wide in black fabric, and the white symbols are as big as a basketball court, covering the face in front of the main hall. The outer layer is a black pressing accommodation area, low and dilapidated, which sets off the magnificent and solemn Buddhist temple.

Everything feels artificially designed, the clouds, the light, the dark room are all designed to create the overall atmosphere in the place where it should be, all to create a religious atmosphere that people worship. But everything feels natural, the prayer flags are ringing in his ears, and Wu Wending on the pass is a little stunned, thinking that the Buddha must be a person with a talent for directing.

It was Lao Chen who called the park, this angle had a strong visual impact, and it was naturally keenly caught, and everyone was busy after exclaiming.

This is the largest Tibetan temple in Sichuan, Nazhu Temple, in fact, it is not completely considered in Sichuan, the temple is just on the border of Sichuan and Gansu, there is a part of a hill on both sides, it seems that the relationship is not too affinity, collectively called Nazhu Temple.

When they entered the temple area, the car quickly put them down, and everyone was scattered. This is also the characteristic of the Academy of Fine Arts, there are not too many restrictions, just pay attention to safety and don't cause trouble.

Wu Wending walked with Lin Ling this time, because he didn't have too many creative ideas, so he came to travel.

The two of them walked along a random path through the mountain gate and began to wander.

The creator is really magical, a radius of hundreds of miles is grassland, at most a little low fence waterside plants, but the two hills here are pine and cypress verdant, dense and shady, in addition to the grandest buildings, more small temples are like Erlang God chasing Wukong, the kind of small houses that Sun Monkey changed in a hurry, scattered on the mountains on both sides, dotted with stars, ochre red colors and green trees are very eye-catching.

Inadvertently approached one of the mountainsides, and heard a low chanting sound like a cow humming, and the two of them looked at each other and found it interesting, and slowly approached to observe.

The temple is about sixty or seventy square meters, a few meters by ten meters square, there is a corridor in front of the door, and two Tibetans are kowtowing. Slowly stand, fold, prostrate, lie down, fold hands, get up, stand again...... There is no mechanical repetition, no hasty finishing, and no sad guilt, just a firm sense of rhythm. The beauty of the repeated movements still made Wu Wending stand up and fold first, and then retreat to take pictures, paying special attention to turning off the flash. Lin Ling tiptoed close to the door like an agent and looked in.

The sound of chanting that has been going up and down between multiple syllables, as if it suddenly strengthened because of a beautiful woman snooping, burst out of an indescribable expansion force, which frightened Lin Wu and the others. There were four or five monks in a row who sat behind the desk with their backs to the door and chanted, and there were a bunch of various golden Buddha statues in front of them. It's really surprising that the huge sound with explosive power is made by these people.

Wu Wending turned around to look at Lin Ling, and sure enough, Lin Ling's eyes were bursting with small Venus, I don't know if it was reflected by the little Buddha statue, or the golden light strongly absorbed from the retina.

In order to maintain national harmony and unity, Wu Wending dragged Lin Ling away after folding his hands and saying goodbye, and she was still struggling.

After coming out for a while, Lin Ling had a sense of relief from the golden temptation, and went to get to know the yak brother and sister again.

Wu Wending stood on the edge of the hill and looked back at these temples, and used his camera to record various patterns, which have strong religious and ethnic colors, which are a sharp weapon when he is engaged in creation.

The clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, as if they knew that the guests from afar had already understood their performance, and the curtain was closed.

The sunlight sprinkled completely on the earth again, mottled from the pines and cypresses, but Wu Wending did not have the mottled feeling he had a few days ago, perhaps because of the religious surrounding, which made his always free mind a little serious.

However, the sense of seriousness did not last long, and when he saw a small temple not far away, Zhang Feng was beckoning to him to come over.

Before he got closer, Zhang Feng jumped over, with an inexplicable obscene smile that you understand, which made Wu Wending wonder for a while, is this temple for worshipping Huanxi Zen?

Zhang Feng's face was so confused that he didn't know what organ to make: "Beauty...... Beauty ......!"

Wu Wending wondered: "You haven't seen a beautiful woman, why don't you go and see Tao Yaling." ”

Zhang Feng finally became normal: "The little girl can't be compared." As he spoke, he folded his right hand and arched it in front of his chest.

"Oh, understand, the figure is very punctual?" Wu Wending raised his eyes and looked, there were no other tourists except them.

Zhang Feng finally has a sense of superiority that knows more than you: "Tibetan beauty, that's not an ordinary style." Feng Lei, a few of them hid over there, and their saliva was going to Gansu. ”

Wu Wending was not tempted: "Next door is Gansu, and there is not much flow, lead the way in front, and I will identify the officials." ”

The two men crept around the woods to the temple.

The angle chosen by the professionals is good, there is a small altar under a forest, which is more than one meter square and more than one meter high, hiding in the back, the temple in front of it is unobstructed, and then a little grass is blocked, basically you can't see these people. Feng Lei, the fat man and the boy were all squatting there motionless, Wu Wending patted them on the shoulder before turning his head in shock.

Seeing that it was Wu Wending, he generously gave him a vacant seat, didn't say anything, and pointed to the front.

There was nothing, and I saw an empty red wall behind the temple. Wu Wending was puzzled.

There was movement in the left corner, and the first thing that appeared was a hand, a hand holding a prayer wheel, the fingers were very long, not very white, but very delicate and dexterous, slowly shaking the prayer wheel.

Then there are feet, small black boots with pointed toes embroidered with patterns, but not all black, from the place where the third slash behind the general Adidas sneakers is turned into an off-white sheepskin, with red piping, the boots are not thick but round, and you can see that the owner's calves are thin and strong.

Then there is the blue Tibetan robe, which is the blue of the pine ear stone, with dark lines, multicolored trimmed hems, the belt is very low and luxurious, and several hemisphere silver carvings the size of fists are inlaid on it, and there are several stones on the carvings embellished with red and blue. But the belt is obviously not at the waist position, it is so heavy, it just hangs loosely between the crotch, so it can be inferred that the legs are very long.

Above the belt, half of the sleeves are wrapped around the waist according to the custom, but the silver-white shading shirt clearly announces the slenderness of the waist, and the moving waist is full of various silver jewelry, silver boxes, and a few necklaces hanging down to the waist are the kind of coral beads that are the size of a baby's fist in the legend, fortunately Lin Ling is not there, otherwise she would have to be inferior enough to sprinkle her soybean-sized stones on the vast grassland.

The priceless ornaments did not block the sight of everyone crossing to the chest, it was indeed very large, and it was very clear that the perfect type of drop-shaped focus upturned, and the most important thing was that the swaying from side to side following the movement was not fixed, which made the city boys who were used to seeing all kinds of filled semicircular fortresses gasp.

After leaving the mountains with reluctant eyes, there was another hand, the sleeves of the shirt rolled up to reveal the slender little arms, the honey color was really suitable for the healthy skin color of this environment, and the clenched fist held a small stone between his fingers, and walked to the corner of the wall and threw it into a pile of small stones. It turned out to be turning the temple, and every time it turned, a stone was thrown to count.

Through the slender neck of the same wheat color, you can see a little sweat flowing into the shirt.

Finally, there is the face, beautiful! Very strange, there is no common plateau red, the sweat sticks to the sideburns have a kind of labor beauty, the mouth is chanting, the waist-length black hair is scattered behind the head, and a colorful stone necklace is placed on the head, and the necklace is fixed with a yellow ball the size of an egg with a red nail size and a stone embellishment to occupy the highest position, like a cherry on a yellow ice cream ball.

The most attractive thing is that the eyes, after words such as beauty, do not focus on anything, in the fugue, until ......

Until the fat man made a sound because he stepped on a branch, she looked up.

Wu Wending ran away immediately, because it was a pair of eyes that could be disdainful for a long time!

The knight who can drift with a bareback horse and a horse's mane for forty yards.

The rest of the people also ran out with a look of satisfaction, complaining about the fat man while discussing, and suddenly they all stopped: "I didn't take a picture !!" A few people regretted it!

Just as he was about to cheekily go back to take pictures, he saw Tao Yaling waving vigorously in the main hall, and he could see that there were already a lot of classmates there, as if something had happened.

Immediately beckoning Lin Ling, they walked towards the hall in the distance.