stayed in the classroom until the afternoon, and when the English teacher said that there would be a quiz in the afternoon, Fang Yi slipped away. It's not that Fang Yi doesn't want to take classes well, it's that exams are annoying to play every day! In addition, my English is already very good, so there is really no need to waste two hours doing most of the things I have already learned.

Where can Fang Yi go? Art class, of course! Needless to say? Fang Yi didn't bring his own things, he planned to get a piece of paper, draw a sketch casually or something, and have a good time.

"Fang Yi!"

"Master!"

"I'm back!"

When Fang Yi pushed open the door of the art classroom, the students in the classroom saw Fang Yi walking in and immediately said enthusiastically.

"So welcoming!" Fang Yi smiled and greeted these people, Fang Yi's previous idea of coming to the studio every week to mix around or something didn't come to fruition a few times, because Liu Hongshuo's hidden things were too tempting. Fang Yi didn't have time to instruct others to draw.

"Can you stay all afternoon this time?" One of the students asked directly at Fang Yi.

Fang Yi found an empty easel and placed it in front of the statue of David and said with a smile: "In the future, I will have more time in school, and I may come to the studio every once in a while!" ”。

After setting up the easel and looking at the angle of the David statue, Fang Yi asked a classmate next to him, "What about Teacher Sun?" ”。

"Teacher Sun is not here this afternoon! What are you doing with a teacher? This one asked.

Fang Yi heard this and said: "It's the same with you, don't you paint colors, borrow a piece of paper and give me a pencil and carbon strip to use to draw a sketch!" When the teacher comes, I'll buy it and give it back to you."

"No problem! Take it yourself" After speaking, he flicked the plastic painting box at his feet with his foot: "Put my paper over there, and you want to roll it in the belly of the table in a big way!" I don't have to, as long as you give me this painting."

"I don't have to finish it!" Fang Yi said with a smile.

"It's okay if you don't finish it!" The one nodded.

Fang Yi heard everyone else say this, so he had no choice but to nod. As he said, he walked to the table, took the paper, clipped it to the drawing board, and crouched down to select tools.

Within two minutes of observing David's full-body portrait, Fang Yi heard someone shouting to him to come and see the painting. He put down the pen in his hand and walked towards the man.

After looking at it for a while, I commented on other people's paintings, and made some suggestions, and someone called myself again. In this way, Fang Yi turned around and looked at the paintings of five or six people, and then it was finished. As soon as I was about to walk back to my easel, I saw a student sketching when I looked up.

Fang Yi couldn't help but stop and stand behind him, what attracted Fang Yi couldn't be that the style was like himself, the style of the students in this classroom was more or less like himself, what was so strange about painting like himself? What attracted Fang Yi was that this classmate's picture showed not only his own things, but also some of Wang Qiluo's things, simply put, Wang Qiluo's deep lines were stretched longer by him, close to Fang Yi's paintings, and the whole picture also emphasized the key points, blurring unnecessary parts!

Not only are there two people's things, but there are also some of their own things, which are very transparent when dealing with the dark part, and they are not copying Wang Qiluo or their own things, although there are still many deficiencies compared to Wang Qiluo and himself, he is already very good among these classmates.

"Fang Yi! What do you think? This person turned his head and saw that it was Fang Yi, and asked directly.

"Okay! I think the overall handling is pretty good! It's just that some parts need to be scrutinized again, and some places seem too empty," Fang Yi nodded and said after affirming other people's paintings.

"Hmmm! I'll deal with it again, and when the painting is finished, you can come and help me take a look," After speaking, he pulled the corners of his mouth at Fang Yi and continued to paint his own paintings.

Fang Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this person's words, because this person's expression didn't mean much to let him see it, he just said it casually. It was the first time Fang Yi had encountered such a thing, and others clearly didn't want to let them see his paintings. That is to say, Fang Yi felt a little annoying.

I laughed self-deprecatingly and returned to my easel, and couldn't help but reflect on my behavior: Is I willing to help others but annoy people? I was not in the art classroom during this time, when did this person become like this, I used to be a mouthful, and I was very diligent in letting myself go to see paintings! It's changing a little too fast!

Is it well drawn, and has a temper? Fang Yi defined others in his heart. Decided not to do this annoying thing in the future! When he picked up the paintbrush, Fang Yi forgot about it and began to concentrate on painting himself. Fang Yi forgot about the time after this concentration, and he didn't stop in the middle. Some students who wanted to ask Fang Yi questions or comment on paintings were not embarrassed to disturb Fang Yi.

It was not until the afternoon that Fang Yi stopped after school, and now Fang Yi will not pursue the kind of overly detailed parts, but put his attention on the whole and deliberately show the light sense of the object! The lines are more smooth and delicate, and the light-receiving part of David's body is like a thin layer of light.

"Fang Yi! It's time to go home for dinner," the classmate who borrowed something just now looked at Fang Yi and put down his pencil and said.

Fang Yi turned his head and saw three or four classmates standing behind him, watching him draw. He said, "Aren't you going home for dinner?" Why didn't you move? ”。

"You're amazing!" A classmate gave Fang Yi a thumbs up.

The other one said with a smile: "You didn't see Song Pu's face just now, standing behind Fang Yi's easel and looking at it twice, his face changed from red to white and then from white to red, and he left after class." The Song Pu that this person said in his mouth was the one who was perfunctory to Fang Yi just now.

"Do you hate him?" Fang Yi asked casually.

"Now that you and Wang Qiluo are not in the art classroom, he is the best at drawing fast! Teacher Sun praised it a few times, and it was a bit of a tail! Seeing that no one is as good as himself, Zhu Zheng had a fight with him two days ago, Zhu Zheng said: Do you think you are really good? Do you really think you're the best at drawing? Fang Yi and Wang Qiluo haven't graduated yet! Is it your turn? If you want to put on a score, wait for someone to graduate! ”。

Fang Yi smiled when he heard this, and said to Zhu Zheng: "You don't like him, just ignore him, why quarrel with him!" "Fang Yi himself is like this, if he doesn't like it, he hides far away, out of sight and out of mind, isn't it okay, why do you find your own anger!

Zhu Zheng sneered and said disdainfully: "I look down on this kind of person the most, if I paint well, I feel that I am one level higher than others, and when others ask for advice, my head is raised to the sky, and I can't wait to see people with my nostrils!" You two are so much better than him, not like him! ”

Then after listening to these people for a while, Fang Yi understood! Because he and Wang Qiluo were not there, this person seemed a little arrogant and looked down on other students, a bit of a family dominance, and these classmates were also annoyed.

To be honest, this matter has something to do with Fang Yi. In the past, when Fang Yi didn't come, everyone just had time to come over and paint for a while, and many people mainly asked teachers outside the school to teach, and everyone didn't have much to say when they got together. In addition, Wang Qiluo, who has the best painting, usually doesn't talk much, and immerses himself in painting himself, so naturally he can't see any contradictions.

As soon as Fang Yi came, the atmosphere was alive, everyone communicated more, and everyone's temperament slowly appeared! Without Wang Qiluo, there is still Fang Yi pressing! As soon as Fang Yi left, some people's little tails naturally appeared: I draw the best, that is, I am stronger than all of you! Which one likes such a mentality as soon as it comes out? Not to mention that this is all learning to paint, the master's style and the artist's temper have listened to a lot, and they have brought a little bit of their own, who put up with you for no reason!

"Teacher Sun knows about this?" Fang Yi asked. If you let Teacher Sun know, I will feel sad for a while. Fang Yi underestimated Old Man Sun, he had never seen anything after living for decades, and he was sad that he would not live to this age for a few moments.

Zhu Zheng said: "If you don't say it in front of the teacher, everyone just ignores him."

Teacher Sun is not as ignorant as the students think, how can these students' small tricks hide the old man's eyes, knowing that they isolate a classmate together, but they don't break it. From the fact that he praised himself a few times, Song Pu saw it as soon as he cocked his tail, and he was ready to pretend that he didn't know anything, and what to do with these students!

There are a lot of people like Song Pu who learn to paint, Song Pu can think about changing his personality if he is smart, and if he is not smart, he will continue to annoy people, he is just a teacher and a teacher who exerts his residual heat, and he doesn't want to teach this kind of student with edges and corners to deal with people.

"That's it! Let's all go home and eat! Fang Yi was in no mood to support them, Fang Yi just decided to ignore this person and treat it coldly!

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, how can it be possible to point out other people's paintings without a little vanity, Fang Yi naturally has a little bit of show off psychologically when he points out others, and he has learned a lesson from this matter, and he has hardly pointed out any irrelevant people in the future, even if someone asks Fang Yi how I painted, what advice do you have? Fang Yi could only smile and say yes, yes, and he didn't want to say anything more.

After returning home and eating, Fang Yi did not come to school again, but read books at home or read some materials about painting on the Internet, and only went to the studio the next afternoon to complete his sketches.

"Thanks!" This person watched Fang Yi sign his name on the painting and take it down, and immediately said happily.

Now that he saw Fang Yixian's level, the old man immediately spoke to Fang Yi: "Take the time to leave another sketch to write down!" ”

Fang Yi listened and said, "Okay! But don't play with me the old moves, I'll just draw Moses or David, don't put so many elements for me to draw! And this is it! ”。 Don't finish sketching and come to a color or two, then you might as well go back to the studio.

Teacher Sun and the students standing next to him all laughed, knowing what Teacher Sun had done about Fang Yi and Wang Qiluo.

Teacher Sun provided painting tools and asked people to replace the statue of David with Moses, and Fang Yi started to paint.