Everyone seemed to be able to feel the extraordinary strength of others, and they didn't dare to underestimate it, and several people took the paint tools they needed to use. "Top" point "small" said,

Su Ling naturally uses ink to paint, and Ling Er, after some guidance from Su Ling over the years, is much stronger than ordinary people with a brush, and it is still possible to do random dot painting.

Yi Bai is hand-painted, Yi Qin is a cartoon here, Xiang Kexin is an oil painting, and there are 2 boys on the other side, one of them is a normal one, which is a watercolor painting, and the other, a teenager who looks a little gloomy, is also an oil painting, but his painting style is a little peculiar, faintly similar to Van Gogh.

Di Yu on the side nodded again and again, except for Ling Er, who made up the numbers, several other painting skills are good, Su Ling has practiced for more than ten years, needless to say, Yi Bai and Yi Qin's painting skills are also very good, with Lao Yu's vision, in the actions of the two people, I can see a little similarity, the two sisters are likely to be scholarly, and their parents may be engaged in painting-related industries.

And Xiang Kexin, this girl is not weak, Lao Yu does not see any rules and regulations in her, it is obviously an example of self-taught, this talent, this effort, put it on a beautiful girl, it is very rare.

Another boy's skills are also good, but the painting skills that are less than the top and more than the bottom are not good for Lao Yu, but it makes Lao Yu not good at evaluating anything, and what makes Lao Yu pay the most attention is another boy named Luo Tianxiang.

A long hair covers the upper part of his face, and although he doesn't see the whole face, he can guess that his personality is not gregarious, just like the table in his painting, which is beyond the Fauvist style that ordinary people can understand.

It's just that this special way of painting, in Lao Yu's view, is the most happy thing today, to meet the same kind of people, is a happy thing, especially this kind of special people who rarely exist zài, at this time Luo Tianxiang in Lao Yu's view, that is an excellent jade, as long as it is carefully carved by himself, it can definitely emit a thousand feet of light.

Su Ling didn't care much about Lao Yu, but according to his own thoughts, he directly drew the clearest picture in his mind.

At this time, the clearest picture in Su Ling's mind was the figure of Lao Yu, who had just been shocked, the body that could only accommodate one painting, the ephemeral fragrance that transcended human nature, and the mortal body, painting a work with both god and form, this ability was enough for Su Ling to paint a picture for him.

Confirm the image in his heart, the brush in his hand suddenly flew, the speed has left an afterimage, but it was quiet and not noticed by anyone, at this time Su Ling's heart was very calm, and he was engrossed in waving the paintbrush, if anyone noticed Su Ling's current appearance, he would be very surprised.

That's right, Su Ling is imitating Lao Yu, Su Ling wants to try to see if he can paint like Lao Yu, after all, he is also a monk who can paint, I believe it should be very possible to do this.

It's just that it backfired, Su Ling did not enter the state of Lao Yu's unity of human painting, but even so, the quality of Su Ling's painting is much better than before, Lao Yu in the painting looks very spiritual, although it is not as realistic as Lao Yu's works, but it is not much the same, after all, cultivation is placed here, with the assistance of cultivation, Su Ling's works are like opening a plug-in, and the quality has improved several levels.

After the painting was finished, Su Ling covered Lao Yu's eyes in the painting with some bad taste, and the characters in the painting immediately felt inferior, obviously the essence of this painting was Lao Yu's eyes.

"Okay, now that everyone has finished drawing, let's enjoy the works of all the students."

After Lao Yu saw that everyone had finished stopping, he was ready to start the evaluation.

The first one, Yi Bai's hand-painted is a purple butterfly that falls on a dead branch, both the butterfly's wings and the thin strips of its antennae are like dead branches, like a leaf falling in the sky.

Yi Qin's painting is a popular anime character today, although it is just an imitation, but the speed of the painting, the details of the work are excellent, obviously its skills are quite strong, as long as there are a few principle characters, it is definitely a generation of comic masters.

Xiang Kexin painted a lotus flower, and with the layered characteristics of oil painting, the level of the work suddenly rose a lot.

Chen Donghai's watercolor painting is a gorgeous parrot, the parrot itself is a multi-colored action, after the completion of the work, it is gorgeous and varied, and there are a few color marks sprinkled on the painting, which suddenly makes the whole painting vivid, Chen Donghai is to feel the atmosphere around him, and he has played a long time, but it is enough to prove that Chen Donghai is not an ordinary person.

Among them, Lao Yu is most concerned about Luo Tianxiang's portrait, the style of Fauvism makes it difficult to see the facial features, and the colors used are also very contrasting colors, which look like negatives, but with Lao Yu's eyes, he can naturally see that this painting is extraordinary, only after staring for a long time, he turned his gaze to the last Su Ling.

"It's ......"

Lao Yu recognized the character in the painting as himself at a glance, but to his disappointment, Lao Yu didn't see much artistic conception in this painting, just like a young student who started a country, there was nothing to praise, but what puzzled Lao Yu was why Su Ling covered his eyes.

"Hey, why did you cover your eyes?"

"I want you to see the difference."

Su Ling knew what the difference was, that was the meaning of a painting, and it was above those eyes.

"The difference? Could it be that your eyes are very well drawn? ”

At this time, Lao Yu is also a little puzzled, although he also knows that a character painting, its soul is where the eyes are, even if you draw better, if the eyes are scribbled casually, the painting will definitely become worthless, but if you don't paint well, but the eyes are beautiful, others will also praise you for drawing well, this is the difference.

"So to speak."

Su Ling smiled, and when everyone completely shifted their attention to the painting, Su Ling stretched out his hand and slowly took away the obscuration, and in an instant, everyone suddenly took a breath of cold air, even Lao Yu was no exception.

"This, this look is too similar, and this temperament, it was revealed at once, just relying on this pair of eyes, classmate, your painting skills are too good, this is completely the finishing touch!"

Yi Bai on the side was very amazed and said, at this time, she had already tried repeatedly to cover the eyes of Lao Yu in the painting, and the whole painting was like losing color in an instant, but when she took it away, the meaning of the painting was revealed again, such a miracle, even if Yi Bai had seen many masters of Chinese painting, he had never seen it, except for Lao Yu.

"I can't talk about the finishing touch, it's just the heart in the eyes."

Su Ling's words were not modest at all, what did the finishing touch really mean Su Ling understood, Su Ling asked himself if he could not make the dragon come true, and he could do this point completely with the artistic conception drawn by the powerful Yuan Shen, if he changed it before, then he had to draw it obediently and carefully.