Regarding the joint attack of Liu Hongshuo and Liu Yuchan, Fang Yi did not take it to heart. Whether his paintings can be ranked in Europe or not, and how many people in Europe can paint to their own level, Fang Yi doesn't care. Until now, Fang Yi had not thought deeply about how much his paintings would sell for in the future, or even whether his paintings could be sold for money, Fang Yi had not thought about it.

If this thing is said to be a little bit ununderstandable, as a painter, why don't you want to think about how much your paintings can sell! First, Fang Yi is only seventeen years old now, and secondly, it is a family problem. There is no need to worry about anything if you have food and drink, in Fang Yi's opinion, what are you doing thinking so far away! Sell it or not, how much money is sold, and it is not used to eat, dress and sleep? Is it so difficult that if your paintings don't sell for money, these things will be gone? Apparently not! Fang Yi's parents' ability to make money, just like his father Fang Guohua, has great potential to be tapped!

In the words of later generations, Fang Yi is the standard gnawing old clan or the title of the rich second generation when the time comes. You say it's funny when he's okay and always wonders how to get the money? If Fang Yi was to say that he would rather play two Contra Gongs than waste jīng power in this aspect. You heard it right! Fang Yi used the word waste.

If someone says to Fang Yi that you want to dúlì you want to be successful or something, Fang Yi will reply to you: My parents don't care about this, what does it matter to you? As for finding something to do to subsidize the family and the like, I'm afraid it will be a joke in front of Fang Yi! Now Fang Yi's little brain is thinking about how to draw, plus his own little girlfriend basically can't put other things in his head.

After the sketch broke through the jīng pass, Fang Yi began to consciously slow down the sketching, painting more oil paintings and sketching twice when he had nothing to do. When Sè Cai broke through, the focus was put down on sketching.

The change in Fang Yi's center of gravity made Liu Hongshuo a little curious, and sometimes he even thought about how his students had put their jīng energy into sketching in the near future.

Liu Hongshuo only thought about it in his heart and didn't say it to stop Fang Yi, a half-grown child who was only seventeen years old couldn't waste much time if he took a little detour, not to mention that he was a teacher watching it. Even from the bottom of his heart, Liu Hongshuo hopes that his students will be a little frustrated in order to grow better.

What Liu Hongshuo didn't know was that his students were still a little paranoid, and after sketching to jīngtong, he naturally thought that everything could be reached jīngtong. It's a bit similar to obsessive-compulsive disorder, but Fang Yi is uniformly horizontal! When the three experience bars are put together, I hope that they are almost the same, and if one is too bad, as long as I see it, I will keep thinking about it, so that I can think of scratching my ears and cheeks, and it is almost uncomfortable if I don't get it! Fortunately, this symptom is not too obvious, almost Chang Fang Yi can accept it, if you keep asking for the same Fang Yi, you will be crazy!

At about seven o'clock in the evening, Fang Yi was sketching in the studio as usual, and the objects of the paintings were people. The model is still the only model Zhao Jie that Fang Yi knows.

It's just that Fang Yi doesn't have to pay now, and Zhao Jie's reward in the end is to teach her to draw and sketch. Of course, Zhao Jie can't stay in Liu Hongshuo's studio all the time, but Fang Yi comes over when he needs a model. There is one more person in the studio tonight, and his current identity is Fang Yi's senior brother of the same generation: Zhou Tong!

Zhao Jie is copying Fang Yi's paintings in front of his easel, while Zhou Tong is copying four Ingres' sketches copied by Liu Hongshuo's classmates in France.

Fang Yi was holding a sketchbook in his hand, drawing Zhao Jie and Zhou Tong's sketches at a rate of ten minutes. Because sketching and sketching are complementary things, sketching is not too far away, as if Fang Yi is still a person who pays special attention to lines in his heart. The pen in his hand swept on the paper, and the experience in his mind increased a little as he drew a picture.

While the last picture needed for advancement was completed, the sketch in Fang Yi's mind jumped. But this time the jump was a bit bigger, and the whole panel in my mind changed, and the sketch and sketch and sè color three experience bars disappeared from the original frame. The sè color and sketch disappeared without a trace, and only the sketch was left in a different place. The new place is the previous main stage column, but now it has been replaced by the main stage.

The original master status has been moved to the basic exercise box, and the original basic practice has disappeared. The vacant Master status now has a somewhat scary name: Soul Chain!

Now the thing in Fang Yi's mind is a square as a whole, the left half is the master state, the upper right quarter is the soul chain, and the lower right quarter is the main body advancement.

In the state of masters, Dürer, Ingres, and other characters that Fang Yi copied are still there, but their names are followed by a small plus sign. As for the somewhat scary Soul Chain Frame, it's empty! There are two experience bars in the main advanced box, one is the painter, and the other is the sketch that has just been moved!

This Yi tried to use his mind to click on a small plus sign, and the small plus sign disappeared as an experience bar jumped below the master's name. A little bit of experience appeared under Ingres's name, the face of the experience bar is gold sè, and there are two shiny big-character giants in front of it! I clicked all the little plus signs, and found that one-third of the characters I copied were great masters, Dürer was a great master, and Titian was also a great master! Caravaggio is also a master! The whole Fang Yi's mind was like a gathering of masters!

What satisfied Fang Yi was that the length of these experience bars was a little bit, and he couldn't tell which one was longer and which was short, if Fang Yi didn't have to worry about the length again.

After reading this master state, Fang Yi focused his attention on the soul chain, this thing was a bit scary to listen to, now Fang Yi didn't know what he could do, since he had nothing to do, he began to think about it.

Fang Yi was sitting still, staring at him in a daze, looking like he was under a demon. If you add a little saliva to the corners of your mouth, you can play a handsome dementia! Whether it's standing in front of Spielberg's or Cameron's camera, it's completely possible to pass it in one go!

"Fang Yi! Fang Yi!" Zhao Jie was the first to notice Fang Yi's demented expression, and immediately walked in front of Fang Yi and pushed Fang Yi.

"Oh!" Fang Yi woke up from his mind and immediately asked, "What's wrong?" ”。

Zhou Tong turned his head to look at Fang Yi when he first said it, naturally he saw Fang Yi's stupid expression, and said with a smile: "Your expression just now was like a mentally handicapped child!" It looks funny," said the unconscious mouth of the arc.

Zhao Jie watched Fang Yi come to his senses and covered his mouth and nodded with a smile: "Now that I think about it, it's like this!" ”。

Fang Yi looked at the two and joked: "If someone like me is considered dementia, there will be no smart people in the world!" ”。

"Come and help me see the paintings! I can't draw the contour line of your cheeks! After Zhao Jie finished speaking to Fang Yi, he turned his head to Zhou Tong and said, "Teacher Zhou also come over to take a look!" ”。

Zhou Tong shook his head with a smile and said, "You better ask Fang Yi, he will teach you, I won't disturb you here!" Keep painting my Ingres! After saying that, he buried his head in copying again.

Fang Yi walked to Zhao Jie's easel, pointed out a few obvious inappropriate places, and then picked up a pencil and drew an arc in the blank space on the paper: "In this way, the pen should be light, and the arc should be controlled, just like the curvature of the cheekbones!" ”。 The pencil slid across the paper in Fang Yi's hand, and the beautiful arc flowed out of the tip of the pen.

After trying Fang Yi's skills a few times in a row, Zhao Jie either put down the pen heavily or the lines were stiff, Zhao Jie couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to Fang Yi: "This is also a little too difficult!" ”。

Fang Yi couldn't help but burst out of his heart: This woman is a little stupid, and she doesn't even have the comprehension of the students in her art class! Fortunately, this sentence only stayed in the bottom of my heart, and it would be a little hurtful to say it. Fang Yi never thought that those students in the art class had studied for at least four or five years, how long had Zhao Jie been studying? If Zhao Jie has that kind of comprehension, it can be said that he is a deleted version of Xiao Fangyi.

Zhou Tong said at this time: "It's impossible for you to learn this kind of line in such a short time, practice more!" Don't think of drawing such a line without a few years of effort! ”。

Fang Yi's task tonight can be said to have been completed, so he simply stayed behind Zhao Jie and watched her draw, waiting for Zhao Jie to comment on it when he turned around.

After drawing for a while, the three of them sat down at the root carving table and drank water and chatted.

Zhou Tong said: "I didn't know that Mr. Liu still had so many treasures, it seems that we are blessed by Fang Yi!" These things are so rare."

"Didn't you say that you can buy imitation paintings, the kind of museums that signed artists to imitate" Zhao Jie listened and asked: "That kind of painting shouldn't be expensive!" ”。

Zhou Tong shook his head and said, "It's not expensive compared to the original." However, this price is also quite scary, and in the past, a copy certified by the Metropolitan Museum of Art cost 1 million! And with a certificate! ”。

"So expensive!" Zhao Jie couldn't help but say in surprise.

Fang Yi explained: "These copying people are artists themselves, and they generally have works, so they copy things, which are quite exquisite, of course, the price is not cheap!" But if you want to copy it yourself, you just need a permit! Many Western museums don't allow you to take pictures of oil paintings, but there is no problem in standing in front of the original work and copying it, and many Western museums will issue a certain number of permits every time. With this card, you can enter and copy the original.

"The foreigner's work in this regard is very good," Zhou Tong said: "The paintings in our museum are all placed in glass, not for ordinary people to copy!" ”。

Fang Yi said jokingly: "The oil painting can be washed, you can still save it if you throw a paint, where can you wash off our Chinese painting, if you shake it today, tomorrow he will shake off the people behind him!" ”。

Zhou Tong listened to Fang Yi's explanation and said: "This is also, think about it, what you said really makes sense!" ”

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