An apple, ordinary.

But it is not easy to present it on a painting in the form of a sketch.

First of all, it is necessary to establish the composition, a painting cannot be all painted, the proper priority, balance and change, in order to avoid scattered, chaotic, empty, jam and other drawbacks. Then use long lines to draw the shape and structure of the object, and the proportions, shapes, and relationships must be accurately laid out, and the shape position of the light and dark levels must be drawn.

Then it is meticulous work, slowly filling, gradually in-depth shaping, and carving out the five major aspects of light and dark.

When Xu Hao was studying art, he copied many sketches and painted many plaster statues. The teacher also talked about many points of sketching. Sketching, color, sketching, sketching, dictation, creativity, basically high school art is learning these things, there is not much novelty, and most of the focus is pen power.

Now, Xu Hao is recalling the knowledge he had learned when he was teaching, while patiently sketching his own apple sketches.

Leonardo da Vinci became a great painter when he painted eggs, and Newton became a physicist by smashing an apple.

Xu Hao combines the legends of the two and strives to draw apples and strive for some achievements.

Within a few minutes of starting to write, the phone rang.

It was Zhao Ziqing who called.

"Sister Qing." Xu Hao pressed the hands-free button.

"Little mouse, you're sketching, I saw your QQ signature?"

"Yes, there is no filming today, and it is rare that the weather is not hot, come out to breathe in the air, and write sketches by the way, I haven't gone out to sketch for a long time, and my hands are rusty."

"Where?"

"Sur-Seine...... Actually, it's by the river in the Huaxia Cultural Park, is Sister Qing coming over, I'll paint you a portrait sketch? Xu Hao asked with some inexplicable surprise, although Zhao Ziqing has a bad temper, he is not a vexatious character, Xu Hao still likes Zhao Ziqing's unpretentious attitude.

"Oh well. There's nothing to do anyway, go see you draw. Zhao Ziqing hesitated slightly, then agreed.

Hung up the phone, Xu Hao couldn't concentrate no matter what, Apple's arc was drawn and erased, back and forth several times. There is a kind of excitement of pickling girls. Can't calm down, the pen is the continuation of the brain, the brain is unstable, and the pen is naturally unstable.

After tossing for a few minutes, I stabilized my mood.

Start comparing the pictures and continue with the apple sketch.

Time passed little by little, Zhao Ziqing was nowhere to be seen, but Xu Hao's sketch had been completed.

The hour hand gradually leans from eight o'clock to nine o'clock.

Finally, Xu Hao's mobile phone rang again, and Zhao Ziqing's voice came: "Little mouse." Where is it? I'm here at the gate of Huaxia Garden. ”

"Sister Qing, go ahead, I'll wait for you on the side of the road!"

A minute later, Xu Hao saw Zhao Ziqing, walking slowly along Binhe West Road. A pair of beige skinny slacks that undoubtedly outlined the curves of her legs, and she wore a dark short-sleeved sea soul shirt on her upper body. Goes well with pants. He wears a pair of brown sunglasses on his face and a blue cap on his head.

The whole person is dressed up. Fashionable, cool, and has the temperament of a model.

Xu Hao opened his mouth and his eyes were shining, he didn't expect Zhao Ziqing to look so good when he dressed up. Instantly, though. Xu Hao looked down at himself, slacks and T-shirts were no different from ordinary young people, ordinary and not fashionable at all. It's dwarfed.

"Forget it. It's enough for me to eat with my face! ”

Xu Hao exerted the spirit of Ah Q, and then waved at Zhao Ziqing: "This way." ”

"Why did you come here to sketch, there is no scenery, you have a unique taste." After Zhao Ziqing came over, he looked at Xu Hao's drawing board, looked at the messy weeds around him, and cautiously followed Xu Hao to the river, for fear of soiling his white sneakers.

Xu Hao smiled: "You must have a pair of eyes that are good at finding beauty." ”

Zhao Ziqing rolled her eyes angrily: "I didn't find any beauty." ”

Aren't you just a landscape?

Xu Hao said in his heart, but when he said this, he was suspected of being teased, Xu Hao was embarrassed to say: "Look at the dark clouds in the sky, the houses in the distance, the rippling river, the green grass, and the clusters of reeds, these are all beautiful, beauty is everywhere, as long as your heart is not dusty......"

"What about your poetry?" Zhao Ziqing interrupted Xu Hao's bragging.

"Vulgar, Sister Qing, you are too vulgar, you must improve your artistic accomplishment."

"Art cultivates you big-headed ghost, don't talk about these things that you don't have, don't you want to paint me a portrait, I'm here for this, paint me a little better, I'll send it home."

Xu Hao bared his teeth: "Start painting so soon, don't you appreciate the water of the small river or something?" Anyway, I have time today. ”

"I don't have that much time, I have to go to yoga classes in the afternoon."

……

Real life sketching, if it involves the five major aspects of light and dark, Xu Hao may not be able to paint well for half a day. Zhao Ziqing had to stand motionless and be a model for him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to paint, and if he moved a little, the light and dark levels and shapes of the entire composition would be messed up.

Therefore, Xu Hao can only use sketches now, which is similar to drawing a sketch.

Xu Hao likes sketching very much.

A few strokes can outline a world.

After carefully looking at Zhao Ziqing from beginning to end for a while, Xu Hao began to compose and write, sketching is a quick sketch, focusing on concise brushstrokes, concisely summarizing the entire characters and scenes.

Half an hour later, a picture of a beautiful woman was drawn.

Intercept a section of the river, a few tufts of grass on the side of the river, a slender beauty, standing by the river, standing quietly looking into the distance. With a cap and sunglasses, he simply helped with a ponytail. The face is goose egg face, and a few strands of loose hair hang down to the ears. The thin lips were deliberately modified by Xu Hao.

With both form and spirit, Xu Hao was satisfied with the pen and wrote the three words "Zhao Ziqing" of the dragon flying and phoenix dance.

"Sister Qing, the painting is finished, by the way, are you sending it home? Then I won't write the subtitle, I originally planned to write a few sentences of the scene, 'On May 24, Xu Hao sketched by the Nanjiang River and presented it to Zhao Ziqing as a souvenir'. Xu Hao took the sketch paper off the drawing board and handed it to Zhao Ziqing, who was already waiting impatiently.

Zhao Ziqing took the painting, and at first glance, she smiled: "The painting is good, more beautiful than me." ”

Xu Hao subconsciously patted his ass: "People are more beautiful than paintings." ”

The more Zhao Ziqing looked at it, the more she liked it, and her smile gradually melted like a child. Xu Hao had a feeling when Zhao Ziqing smiled. The sky is getting a little brighter. Okay, that's a bit of an exaggeration, but the eye-catcher is real.

Zhao Ziqing was looking at the painting, and Xu Hao looked at Zhao Ziqing silently.

"You stand on the bridge and look at the view, and the people watching the view are looking at you from upstairs."

Bian Zhilin's "Broken Chapter" is the best way to describe such a scene.

"How's that, to your liking?" Xu Hao asked proudly.

"Awesome." Zhao Ziqing rarely has no disdain for Xu Hao.

"Generally average. It's third in the country. ”

"Blow less."

Xu Hao drew two sketches, and was not interested in painting a third one, so he simply put away the drawing board, ready to pull Zhao Ziqing to press the road together, and turned back to brag while cleaning up: "Sister Qing, let your family help frame it after sending it home, and treasure it." When I become famous one day, you can take it out and sell it again, and maybe you will earn a house. ”

"That might be until I'm gray-haired."

"It's fine. Wait until I'm famous. ”

"Cut."

Packing up the drawing board and carrying it on his back, Xu Hao tilted his head at Zhao Ziqing: "Let's go, the car can't take people, take you for a walk." Of course, you have to sit on the beam, and I have no problem with that. Ha ha. ”

Zhao Ziqing rolled up the sketch and carefully put it away. glanced at Xu Hao: "If you want to be beautiful, I'll take a taxi back." ”

said so, but he still pushed the bicycle with Xu Hao and walked slowly along the road.

The overcast sky, no dazzling sunlight, Zhao Ziqing took off his cap. Hung on Xu Hao's bicycle handlebar. smoothed the hair hanging down from his ears, and then pushed the sunglasses on his head.

There are some dark circles under the eyes.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Xu Hao asked.

Zhao Ziqing nodded: "Last night, I waited until twelve o'clock in the crew of "Legendary Love and Feud" to finish filming, and I didn't sleep well. ”

"Oh."

"Ahh Zhao Ziqing yawned, "I'm so sleepy, it's boring this day." I can't keep my spirits up. ”

Xu Hao didn't feel it: "It's okay." ”

Zhao Ziqing stared at Xu Hao and looked at it seriously, and said with emotion: "It's good to be young." ”

"It's like how old you are, isn't it 94 years old, three years older than me?"

"A year older is a big kid."

"Oh, girl."

"Okay, talk to my sister like that!" Zhao Ziqing made a gesture to beat Xu Hao.

Xu Hao pushed the car and ran a few steps, leaving Zhao Ziqing behind. After chasing and chasing, the quiet Binhe West Road suddenly sounded a burst of giggling laughter. Happy times are always short-lived, and when they arrived at the gate of the Huaxia Cultural Park, the two were no longer embarrassed to laugh.

It has gradually come to the downtown area, and the number of pedestrians and vehicles on the road has begun to increase.

Xu Hao pushed the bicycle.

Zhao Ziqing followed step by step.

Chatting.

Xu Hao found that he and Zhao Ziqing had a lot in common.

I don't know if it's because they're familiar with each other, Zhao Ziqing is also willing to talk about some of her own stories. Zhao Ziqing is also an art student, she is an art student in the university, graduated from Hankou University, Conservatory of Music, broadcasting and hosting arts. The purpose of coming to Hengdian is very simple, like Xu Hao, dreaming of becoming a star.

Of course, most of the Hengpiao who come to Hengdian are probably holding the dream of becoming a star, living the life of a passerby, and looking forward to becoming the next Wang Baoqiang one day.

"Sister Qing, I'm optimistic about you."

"But it's useless for you to be optimistic, and the director is not optimistic."

"They're blind." Xu Hao comforted.

Zhao Ziqing smiled, as if she was infected by Xu Hao's strong confidence, and she was also much more confident.

The road from Binhe West Road to Hengdian Town is very long, and the legs are sore, whether it is Zhao Ziqing or Xu Hao, they are already used to riding and riding a car, and they have not walked such a long way on foot.

Walking more often feels pretty good.

"Whatever you want to eat at noon, I'll treat you." With food in his hands and no panic in his heart, Xu Hao is now a cow with a monthly income of 10,000 yuan.

"Malatang, AA system."

Xu Hao said undoubtedly: "If you insist on the AA system, it is better for you to invite me to dinner, how embarrassing the AA system is!" (To be continued......)