Chapter VII

It's so well drawn!

This painting is not only meaningful and beautiful, but also creates a new painting method in the field of oil painting!

The mood of the old gun turned from surprise to appreciation, and from appreciation to excitement!

He couldn't believe that such a charming and charming work was actually written by a roommate with whom he had lived for four years. It's just incredible!

The old gun held Li Tong's hand solemnly: "Tong, this painting ...... Did you really draw it?"

Isn't this nonsense?

As soon as the words came out, the old gun wanted to smoke himself a few big mouths!

Didn't he watch Li Tong draw this painting with his own eyes??? how could he ask such a stupid question??

"Ahem. ”

At this time, Erfat, who had been dancing around for two hours by the demons, also spoke: "Brother Tong, although I am a master of design, I think your painting is really good......!

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

Li Tong and the old gun sprayed in unison.

After resting for a while, Li Tong sat down in front of the easel again and began to concentrate on painting, while Er Fat and Lao Gun worked very the side. At this time, the old gun's pigment is blended~ just like the peanut butter in a hot pot restaurant, moist and even. The hand speed of the second fat fan fan is comparable to that of a blower.

These two snobbish guys!

By ten o'clock in the evening, the painting had gradually revealed the style of the original painting.

"It's so beautiful!

"It's so beautiful!

The old gun and the second fat are breathtaking!

In front of such a striking painting, they felt that all their words of beauty were so pale.

Except for adding a few swear words in front of the beauty and repeating them a few times, they really don't know how to express their inner feelings at this moment.

Li Tong shook his stiff neck, stood up, looked at the two roommates who were already sweating, patted them on the shoulders and said, "When you win the award, please eat." Whatever you want!"

"Uh-huh. ”

The second fat and the old gun nodded like pecking rice, and they surrendered to Li Tong's super painting strength, and immediately turned into two kneeling and licking dogs, one left and one right tightly hugged Li Tong's thighs.

After the excitement, the old gun suddenly let go of his hand as if he remembered something, and then stood up and said to Li Tong seriously: "Tongzi, I can ask you for something." ”

Lao Gun is three years older than Li Tonger, and he repeated his studies for three years in order to be admitted to Zhongyang Academy of Fine Arts. This year, he did not sign up for the National Art Exhibition, because he knew that he had a few pounds and taels, and there was no hope of being shortlisted with his professional level.

So Lao Gun contacted a middle school in his hometown early, planning to go back to the middle school teacher.

"Say yes. ”

Li Tong picked up the palette and sat back down in front of the easel.

"Tongzi, you know, I'm going back to my hometown after graduation, and I'm afraid there won't be many opportunities in the imperial capital in the future. In fact, I have always wanted to attend the opening ceremony of the art exhibition. ”

"Participating in the opening ceremony?" Li Tong took a stroke of paint, raised his head in surprise, and didn't know what the old gun was talking about.

The National Art Exhibition is open to the public every year, but the opening ceremony requires an invitation letter, in fact, the opening ceremony and the art exhibition are not interesting at all, all are speeches by leaders. After the national-level leaders finished speaking, the ministerial-level leaders finished speaking, and the department-level leaders finished speaking, and when these leaders finished speaking, those directors of the Artists Association still had to come out and BB endlessly.

Li Tong didn't understand, what was so beautiful about an opening ceremony? If Lao Gun told him that he would be able to bring him into the national art exhibition, he would think it would be a bit of a second-year middle school to be noisy about going to the opening ceremony.

However, Li Tong heard that the opening ceremony of this year's National Art Exhibition seems to allow the invitation of anchors from well-known domestic platforms to broadcast live, mainly to keep up with the times and expand its influence.

Could it be that the old gun is here to see the beautiful anchor???

Facing Li Tong's questioning eyes, Lao Gun laughed at himself: "Hey, I know that my level can't participate in the National Art Exhibition." But at the opening ceremony of the National Art Exhibition, well-known domestic painters will come. I want to take a group photo. ”

"Is that thing useful for taking a group photo?" Li Tong disagreed.

"It's useful!" Lao Bao nodded, "You know our small place, a fifth-tier city, although I went back to be a middle school art teacher, but as long as I have these photos with famous masters, maybe the future evaluation titles will be used, and the art circle will be mixed." You know, small places recognize this inexplicable thing. And this time, the leaders of the Ministry of Culture are still going, if I can take a photo with the Minister of Culture, I guess when I go back to our small place, the county magistrate will look up to me. ”

"And this kind of statement?" Li Tong had heard of for the first time.

Although Li Tong is also from the countryside, no matter how hard and tired Li Tong's parents have been supporting him since he was a child, they have always provided him with learning and painting. Li Tong's father said that he didn't want Li Tong to have thoughts other than studying, so he really didn't understand anything about human affairs and sophistication.

"Hmm. I see that your painting is quite promising to be shortlisted for the art exhibition this time. Why don't you take me with you?" the old gun asked Li Tong tentatively. He also knew that even if Li Tong's painting was shortlisted, it would not be easy to bring someone in.

"Okay. I heard that the opening ceremony of this art exhibition also invited a lot of beautiful anchors. Li Tong agreed without thinking about it, just based on his relationship with the old gun, as long as he can be shortlisted, he must bring the old gun.

"Then it's settled. ”

"Hey, if I can get more people, I'll go too!" As soon as he heard that there was a beautiful anchor, the second fat also raised his hand.

"OK. ”

In the evening, Li Tong painted until more than three o'clock in the morning, and he looked at the picture and felt that it was already very much in the taste of Master Monet.

When you paint, you can't pursue the details, because if you pursue the details, you can't spend enough.

That's why many oil painters say that you can keep painting as long as you want to paint a painting.

Digging up details is like doing housework, as long as your mother wants you to do it, you can never finish it.

Li Tong stood up, took a few steps back, and admired his work. Well, the artistic conception is already there, and there is no need to pick out the details. So he fetched a basin of water and washed himself and slept.

But the second fat and the old gun are not so good, one person has a fan, while fanning the painting, while fanning the mosquito, tossing until dawn.

In the afternoon of the next day, the surface of Li Tong's oil painting was basically dry under the action of high temperature.

But for fear that the paint inside would be backlogged, Li Tong didn't dare to cover the painting, but carefully lifted the naked painting with the old gun and walked to the studio.

"It's a good drawing!"

"It's pretty good. ”

"Wow, Li Tong, you painted this?"

"Yo, I've never seen this kind of painting? ”

"It's so colorful!"

"It's not just the color, it's the composition. ”