Chapter 71: I cried when I painted the goddess
At first, when Xu Mengyi found Dean Liu, hoping to use him to challenge Yu Hao, Dean Hou actually refused after hearing it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Because Yu Hao had already won Xu Mengyi once before, Dean Hou didn't want Xu Mengyi to be able to pull back a game.
In this way, every time he sees Dean Liu, he can talk about the Jiangnan Oil Painting Competition.
But in the end, under Dean Liu's agitation, Dean Hou still agreed.
"Yu Hao, although it is a private exchange, it is also an opportunity to win glory for the school, you have to go all out." Dean Hou leaned into Yu Hao's ear and reminded in a low voice.
It means that you can't embarrass him, you must win.
Yu Hao smiled slightly and did not speak.
Eventually, the group left the museum and went to a studio.
It's just a very ordinary studio, and there are some students practicing painting in it.
As soon as they saw Dean Liu and Xu Mengyi coming, they were immediately startled.
Although Xu Mengyi is immersed in painting all day long, she rarely comes to the studio, and she has her own creative location.
Dean Liu borrowed brushes and drawing boards from these students, and the tools were complete.
"What do you want to draw?" Yu Hao glanced at Xu Mengyi, which means that I will accompany you more than anything.
"It's like a human sketch." Xu Mengyi is direct.
When the surrounding students heard this, they looked at each other.
"! What is this for? ā
"PK?"
"Oh my God! Someone actually wants to PK with Xu Mengyi, the goddess of art? I really don't know whether to live or die. ā
"Who is this boy? Why are you so face-to-face? It shouldn't be our school, right? ā
"Nonsense, students in our school, who dares to challenge Xu Mengyi?"
Everyone began to whisper, put down the creations in their hands, and walked over one by one.
Body sketches are generally sketches, meaning that there is a naked model in front of them, and then the creator depicts it.
But it's a bit unrealistic to find a model right now, it's a waste of time.
Therefore, the two could only write silently.
The so-called silent writing is to use one's own imagination and play completely by oneself.
As far as human sketching is concerned, dictation can be very difficult.
This is a test of the creator's understanding of the structure of the human form, and it doesn't mean that you just need to draw like a person.
The size of the drawing paper is four carats, 38 centimeters by 54 centimeters, which is not very large.
"Draw men or women?" Yu Hao asked again before he started writing.
"Female." Xu Mengyi replied.
She was a little empty when she said this, because she was naked to women. The understanding of the body is more nude than that of males. Strong understanding of the body, which may be caused by its own gender, after all, it is still young, and every time I sketch, I dare not boldly make an in-depth observation of the male body type.
Yu Hao doesn't care, he has no problem with men and women.
Drawing the structure of the human body is a compulsory course for every student who learns to draw.
Like those famous artists in history, who has not painted the human form?
Their research on the human form has reached the realm of meticulousness.
Even when the human body makes a certain action, how does the bones change and how do the muscles stretch? are very knowledgeable.
Yu Hao's painting speed is very fast, holding a charcoal pen in his hand, the pen style is casual, and there is no superfluous line at all.
Xu Mengyi's expression is focused, carefully recalling all the female bodies she has painted, sometimes creating, sometimes thinking.
Soon after, she had already drawn the outline of the human form, followed by the portrayal.
But who would have thought, Yu Hao on the side had already gotten up, stretched his waist, and walked over to her.
"What are you doing?" Xu Mengyi frowned, tilted the drawing board, and did not let Yu Hao look at it.
This is a silent writing, which is supposed to test the creator's understanding of the human form.
Seeing Yu Hao coming, she subconsciously thought that this guy couldn't draw, so she wanted to come over and refer to her works.
"Don't be so nervous, you draw slowly, I've got it done." Yu Hao said with a smile.
"What?"
When everyone heard this, they were all surprised.
Dean Hou and Dean Liu on the side were even more stunned.
This kid isn't kidding, is he?
How long has it been?
Yu Hao saw that everyone didn't believe it, so he turned the drawing board.
"Gollum!"
In the entire studio, there was a sudden silence.
Then only heard a "snap", and the brush in Xu Mengyi's hand fell to the ground, and everyone came back to their senses.
Dean Liu and Dean Hou knew that Yu Hao's painting level was very high, otherwise he would not have won the first prize in the Jiangnan Oil Painting Competition.
Yu Hao's sketch of the human body is the work of the world-famous sketcher Aldolf Menzel.
In the painting, a middle-aged woman of about 50 years of age, slightly chubby, lying naked on the cloth.
The mental state of the characters in the painting does not seem to be very good, and it seems that they are forced by life to be a mannequin for others, which perfectly shows the helpless mood.
Menzel may not be the best of all artists when it comes to drawing the human body, but his painting skills are undeniable.
Compared with Xu Mengyi, it is naturally more than enough.
And Yu Hao only copied it by the way when he was watching Menzel's memory stone a few days ago, and he never thought that one day he would use this work to compete with others.
"Good! What a great drawing! Dean Hou's face did not show any joy, but a deep sigh.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it was the work of a student." Dean Liu said.
Looking at the work painted by Yu Hao, the two deans sighed to themselves.
Obviously, this level has far surpassed them.
Everyone watched Yu Hao's works and was amazed.
Xu Mengyi had also left the seat and walked over.
When he saw Yu Hao's work, he stood in place and was stunned for a long time.
About a minute later, her eyes suddenly turned red and she burst into tears.
Everyone was surprised, a little inexplicable.
Subsequently, Xu Mengyi ran out of the studio with rain, seemingly very sad.
"Eh, I'm ......" Yu Hao looked confused, thinking that he wouldn't be so stingy, right?
"You're miserable, you painted people and cried." Su Xiaoyun snickered on the side.
"Blame me?" Yu Hao was helpless, thinking that she had to compete with me, did I have to deliberately let her fail?
Seeing Xu Mengyi crying, those onlookers immediately glared at Yu Hao, and those who didn't know thought they had some deep hatred.
Xu Mengyi is the goddess of art at the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts, not only a good painter, but also a person who looks like a flower and jade, and is the dream lover in the minds of many boys.
Yu Hao made her cry, and those boys naturally didn't have a good face.
If it weren't for Dean Liu's presence, he would probably rush up and beat him up.
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At noon, I had a little lunch casually outside the school.
After that, the other four still said that they were going to watch the art exhibition, and only Yu Hao was ready to go back to the hotel to sleep.
Dean Hou didn't talk about him, after all, Yu Hao gave him another face this morning.
After returning to the hotel, Yu Hao lay on the soft bed, and was woken up by a doorbell shortly after he fell asleep.
"Who?" I opened my eyes in a daze, and I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in my heart.
originally thought that the only person who would come to disturb him at this time should be Su Xiaoyun, but when he opened the door, he was dumbfounded!
"You...... Looking for me? ā
The person standing at the door was none other than Xu Mengyi!