The charcoal strip that embodies the feelings of the previous Su Tuo is rough and simple. He did not add more shade to the old man's face, but only accentuated the shade of the shadow outside the neck to make the face more prominent. The priorities of the line are very measured, and they are relatively refined, and the demeanor of the portrait jumps on the drawing paper with just a few strokes.

At this time, Su Tuo and the previous one were no longer able to distinguish each other, and at the same time, feelings and techniques were completely integrated. With deep affection for his mother, he used simple charcoal strips to correctly outline the image of an elderly and sickly mother:

She is old and decrepit, has experienced hardships, and has been eroded by wind and frost, leaving many marks of life on her face. Her bulging cheekbones, wrinkled forehead, slightly bulging eyes and thin, tightly closed lips, all these details are Su Tuo's sincere feelings, due to the wear and tear of the years, the old man's face is not only emaciated, but also burst into green tendons, only a pair of eyes are still bright......

Su Tuo was completely immersed in the creation, not noticing his surroundings.

The time was close to noon, and the other candidates had already handed in their papers, and they looked at Su Tuo waving charcoal sticks with curiosity, not knowing what to do. At this time, several candidates planned to turn around and take a look at what Su Tuo was drawing. As soon as he moved his steps to this side, he was stopped by the invigilator standing behind Su Tuo with a sharp look. He then stretched out his finger and put it to his mouth, and made a silent gesture to all the candidates.

After noon, there were only three people left in the classroom, Su Tuo, the invigilator and Yunhu. Su Tuo has used simple and rhythmic lines to outline the vicissitudes of his mother's portrait. The invigilator was still standing behind him, motionless, with a dark face, as if thinking. Yunhu sat far away in the other corner of the examination room, not daring to speak or move, waiting for Su Tuo stupidly.

Su Tuo looked at the work, his heart was full of emotion, the sum of the two lives, he felt the soul of the work for the first time, and realized the feelings contained in the work. It was such a wonderful feeling that he was so pleased with it that he looked at it again and again for a while, turned the sketch upside down, and wrote a paragraph on the back:

This is my mother, who has always been frail and sickly, but she has raised a son and a daughter independently and has worked hard for ten years to raise them. But because of his hard work, he suffered from various diseases one after another, and experienced extreme poverty and fear, and was in adversity, ridiculed, ridiculed, and scorned. But she never had any malice in her heart and was kind to everything around her......

"Ding! You create a work of art with emotions and contribute to the development of art in parallel worlds. Since you borrowed too much from the work of your predecessors in this creation, you will only be rewarded with 100 contribution points. ”

Su Tuo was stunned, it turned out that he got contribution points in this way, although he didn't know what he could do with 100 points, but it was better than nothing, it was good news. He stood up, stretched his waist, and looked around, only to see the empty examination room, only Yunhu was sitting in the corner like a bag. When he saw him standing up, he didn't dare to come, but peeked behind him.

As soon as he turned around, Su Tuo was startled, only to see the invigilator, looking at him with a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be a little wet. Su Tuo subconsciously took a step to the side, avoiding the direct gaze of the invigilator's obscene eyes.

"Are you Su Tuo?"

"Yes, yes. Su Tuo instinctively thought that there was something wrong with this teacher, could it be the legendary pervert?

The teacher rubbed his hands and said with a sneer, "That, finished drawing?"

"I'm done, oh, I'll hand it in. As he spoke, Su Tuo handed the plaster sketch to the teacher. After the teacher took it, he didn't leave, his eyes stared directly at the portrait of his mother, and he continued to laugh and say, "What about you?"

"This one is my own, and I want to keep it as a souvenir. ”

"I know, I know, this one is completely yours. But you also have to know that our art university is the highest art institution in China. It's not that easy to get in......"

Su Tuo looked at the teacher suspiciously, this is not right, how can there be an invigilator talking like this in the examination room. And that look is clearly the weird Shu Huang who seduces Lori with a lollipop, and his face is full of expressions with ulterior motives, so can he still not understand?

The invigilator was unaware and continued, "So, you have to increase your chances of being admitted...... Your sketch is actually not bad, I think you should submit it as an additional sketch, and you can also add points as appropriate, or ......"

"Here you go. "Su Tuo's time in the art industry is no shorter than that of the invigilator. Of course, I know what he means, there is no reason not to get hold of such an extraordinary painting, but this teacher's ability to communicate with people is too poor.

"Ah, you agreed?"

"Just do as you say. ”

The invigilator immediately took a picture clip and carefully put the two paintings into it, deliberately adding a spacer lining in the middle. Then he hugged the picture clip, and his mouth grinned to the root of his ears. Happily, he once again exposed the problem of not being good at communicating with people: "Okay, you will definitely be admitted, no matter what kind of cultural class you do." With this sentence, he successfully represented the Director of Admissions and the Vice President in charge, the principal and even the Secretary for Education.

Su Tuo shook his head secretly and walked towards Yunhu. As soon as he took a step, he felt that he was about to fall as soon as it was dark in front of him, but fortunately, he was quick and fast, held on to an easel, and after shaking it a few times, he finally did not fall. Seeing this, Yunhu also ran over and helped him. Su Tuo knew very well in his heart that he was hungry, he had only eaten one bowl of ramen from yesterday to now, and he fainted once in the morning.

"It's okay, what's wrong with you. The invigilator also came, still holding the picture clip in his hand when he asked.

Su Tuo waved his hand and said, "I've been sitting for too long, and my legs are numb." In addition, I accidentally overfed the meal and was hungry. ”

"Hey, this thing is done, it is said that half of the size eats Lao Tzu, and this is the time for you to eat too much. Don't be afraid after the meal, you take my meal card and go directly to the canteen upstairs to eat stir-fry. Make up for it, don't save me for me, and our canteen food is good, the price is very cheap, and many people from other schools come to eat......"

When Yunhu and Su Tuo heard this, their eyes were shining, and when they came to the capital, they had no money to eat except for travel expenses and accommodation, so they could only make do.

The teacher was verbose for a long time, annoying Su Tuo so much that he couldn't do it, so he gave him the painting. If he had sacrificed the big killer weapon of the meal card earlier, the painting would have been in hand a long time ago. I still lack communication with people and can't grasp the key points.

The two didn't want to waste other people's money, but after seeing all kinds of stir-fried dishes and staple foods, they really couldn't control it. In the end, I didn't care about anything, I threw off my cheeks and ate a lot, and after coming to the capital, it was the coolest today.

In the afternoon, the two came to the 302 examination room again and carried out character sketches and fruit still life gouache. Relying on a sumptuous lunch, Su Tuo gave full play to the strength of senior painters, and quickly won the two subjects of sketching and color, so far, the professional examination of the University of Arts has officially ended.