Fang Yi had a very pleasant night, and when it was time to go home at nine o'clock, the aunt also gave the little nephew a bag. More than a pound of fresh shrimp plus river mussels with shells, as for the bacon or something, I didn't prepare it. It's not that my aunt is reluctant, but this thing is pickled by Yu Qin, and Fang Yi also has it at home.

Carrying a heavy black plastic bag of food, Fang Yi returned to the house and handed it to his mother, and returned to his room.

The head teacher asked Fang Yi to study less late, but there was really nothing to do at home this night, so he couldn't carry the easel to his home. After thinking about it, Fang Yi finally found a good way, it would be good to go to Shiyi more nights in the future! When Zhou Tong was there, he went to brush up on experience, and when Zhou Tong was away, he went to Tian Yue's classroom to mix.

If you decide something, do it step by step! When it was time to travel around the studio, Fang Yiyi got out of school and ate something at the school gate and ran directly towards Shiyi.

First of all, he wandered around Tian Yue's classroom for almost half an hour, and then he raised his feet and walked towards Zhou Tong's studio.

"Brother Zhou!" Fang Yi pushed open the door and saw Zhou Tong standing in front of the easel, and there was a woman standing next to an easel in a corner of the room, who was the female model he had painted that day.

This female model is painting plaster, a simpler Gorky, this plaster looks a bit like Lu Xun, an entry-level thing. directly said hello to Zhou Tong, and nodded to the female model with a smile.

Zhou Tong saw Fang Yi and asked directly: "Why didn't you come last time, I waited for you here for a while!" ”

I'm not in a hurry, your experience tree is actually more anxious than me? A thought popped up in Fang Yi's mind and then replied directly: "A relative asked me to go to his house for dinner, but I didn't come over because I couldn't push it, and I didn't know that your phone here didn't call you to inform you, I'm very sorry."

Zhou Tong listened to Fang Yi's words and said, "Let's paint colors today?" Oil paints! After speaking, he pointed to a small suitcase next to him and said: "This is the paint, brush and palette prepared for you, and the canvas is also stretched for you" After speaking, he pointed to a canvas more than thirty centimeters wide and fifty centimeters high leaning against the wall, signaling Fang Yi to use this thing to paint today.

Fang Yi looked at these things, touched his head and said embarrassedly: "I have only painted gouache, and I have never painted with oil paint!" ”。

Zhou Tong was directly stunned by Fang Yi's words: You haven't painted oil paints, and there is still a month before CAFA is going to take an art test, and you are ashamed to say that you want to take the CAFA Oil Painting Department? Thinking of this, his face showed a little impatience: "It's like you paint gouache, just like this!" Draw a bust of a character tonight, you don't need to draw as much as you want, you can draw as much as you can in three and a half hours, understand? ”。

Fang Yi nodded: "Understood" After speaking, he walked to the front of the canvas of the framed canvas, lifted the canvas and put it on the easel.

"I'll go out for a few minutes first, you can get ready, and we'll start when the model arrives," Zhou Tong finished speaking and walked out of the studio door.

Pulling a stool and sitting down, Fang Yi picked up the palette and squeezed the paint a little onto the palette, which was an egg-shaped hardwood board with a thumb hole on one side of the small head. Fang Yi started with the entry-level lotus-shaped palette, the kind with a human Tai Chi figure in the middle of the eight petals, but later felt inconvenient to change it to the lid of the paint box.

In less than a few minutes, Fang Yi squeezed the paint on the palette, squeezing out a rising spiral like squeezing toothpaste, and after squeezing it, there were more than a dozen or so-shaped pigment lumps like small poop on Fang Yi's palette, and they were covered with a big head. If it's all changed to brown, it will make people look unappetizing.

Putting down the palette, Fang Yi began to look at the contents of the painting box, the brushes were similar to gouache, but there were a few more different sizes, like things used by house builders to scrape walls. Of course, Fang Yi didn't think that this thing was pasted on the wall, he knew that this thing was called a painting knife, and it was used a lot in oil paintings.

After inspecting the painting box, I touched the canvas with my hand, the bottom of the canvas has been laid, and it feels a little astringent to the touch, and I didn't feel a small grain after touching it for a long time, it seems that the person on the bottom is very attentive.

After reading it here, his eyes turned to the side of Zhou Tong's easel, where there was something that looked like a small cart, with four small wheels underneath, only the size of the shoe rack for changing shoes at home. There were some plastic bottles on the cart, Fang Yi picked one up and looked at it, the label on it said castor oil! Putting it down, I picked up another bottle with sunflower oil written on it.

This oil painting is really funny, not to mention anything else is to put it at home, when the house is out of oil when stir-frying, you can directly touch a bottle on top! Fang Yi couldn't help but think in his heart.

But I changed a few bottles below, and there was a lot of thinner written on it, and it was varnish or something. At this moment, Fang Yi was a little confused about what was inside, as for the remaining two or three bottles, they were all written in foreign languages and not English, Fang Yi didn't understand them after looking at them for a while. I had to put these things down, turn back to my easel, and continue to touch the canvas in boredom, or look at the little pee on my palette.

At this time, the door of the studio opened, and Fang Yi raised his head to see an old lady walking in, and was about to ask the old lady what was the matter.

The old lady spoke first: "What about Teacher Zhou?" ”。

The girl who was sketching said, "Teacher Zhou is out, and he will come in a while!" If you have anything, just wait for him for a while".

"I'm here to be a model, and Mr. Zhou asked me to come over now!" The old lady said.

"Then come in! Teacher Zhou will be here soon," the girl smiled, and then turned her head and continued to draw her own picture.

Fang Yi watched the old lady walk in, and thought to himself: When she paints the sketch, she is a young and beautiful girl, and when she paints oil painting, she is an old lady, and the oil painting is too hard!

As soon as I thought of this, the door opened again, this time Zhou Tong walked in, and saw the old lady smile and said, "You are here?" After speaking, he pointed to the old lady to a chair not far away: "Just sit there, you can put your hands on your knees and find a more comfortable position."

The old lady listened to Zhou Tong's words, nodded with a smile, sat on the chair, swung her body twice, and leaned on the back of the chair to look at Zhou Tong.

"That's it! That's it, today is to draw a bust," Zhou Tong raised his hand at the old lady and signaled that's it.

According to the old way, Fang Yi first looked at Zhou Tong's painting. Zhou Tong first drew a sketch on the canvas with a pencil, and after sketching the physical characteristics of the characters in great detail, he brushed a layer of transparent resin-like things with a large brush on the sketch, and then picked up the brush and began to paint.

Fang Yi watched Zhou Tong move his strokes and then turned to his easel. Instead of following Zhou Tong's example, he drew a sketch first, but directly used cooked brown to start the sketch on his canvas, arranged the characters in his own canvas space and started to do it, as if it were gouache.

This side is roughly spread out on the canvas, and the door to the studio is opened again.

A well-dressed old man with gray hair, a mustache on the side of his mouth, and his hands pushed open the door with his hands behind his back, and the well-dressed old man walked in, the old man's stature was not high, about 1.6 to 1.7 meters. The size is not high, but this momentum is very strong, with a straight chest and a bulging belly, and two eyes are confident and sharp.

Zhou Tong also saw the old man walk in, put down the paintbrush and just wanted to say hello when he heard the old man nod: "Draw your own paintings, I'll take a look and leave."

Fang Yi stared at the old man with curiosity, knowing that Zhou Tong was Shiyi's teacher. It seems that this old man is also a stone artist, so it is difficult to come to check the teaching director of Zhou Tonggang? Fang Yi didn't guess out of thin air, when he was in school, sometimes there would be an elderly teaching director who would walk into the classroom during the class and listen to the teacher in the classroom.

At the same time, Fang Yi was also very puzzled about how there were so many people in the studio today, it used to be two or three people, but now there are five squatting in the small studio with the old man who just came in!

Since Liu Hongshuo came in, his eyes swept in the studio to know which target was tonight! Needless to say? The girl in the corner was sketching, and she was surprised to see herself, obviously knowing herself, and she was not a high school student at this age.

Only the tall and handsome boy in front of the easel is the one who paints the sketch. And he was staring at himself with a blank expression, and from the eyes of this kid it was obvious that he didn't know who he was.

Staring at Fang Yi's eyes, Liu Hongshuo looked directly at Fang Yi for four or five seconds, and felt that this young man was a little interesting, his eyes were not worried at all, and his eyes were very pure! After watching people for so many years, Liu Hongshuo knows that eyes are a person's window. This kid's gaze is confident and bold!

"Why are you staring at me? What ash does I have on my face? Liu Hongshuo asked Fang Yi with a smile.

Fang Yi shook his head: "It's nothing! "It's not like talking to a classmate at school, and someone asks you why you're staring at me, and you answer: how do you know I'm staring at you if you don't stare at me!" It's a bit inappropriate to answer this way to someone else's territory, as if this old man is still the teaching director of stone art!

After speaking, Fang Yi moved his gaze to the drawing board and began to draw his own paintings. From time to time, he swept the old man with the corner of his eye. In fact, I was thinking: When will this old man leave? Why don't you leave now! I actually went behind me and watched myself draw! You are a teaching director, don't go to see Zhou Tong, you see what I'm doing!

Liu Hongshuo is an old man, and he can't guess Fang Yi's thoughts, but Fang Yi's restraint can still be seen, and he stood directly behind Fang Yi and said: "Concentrate on your painting, if there is a person standing behind you, you can't concentrate, and I'm embarrassed to say that you like painting?" ”。

Fang Yi listened to the old man's words, and pondered in his heart, it seems that this old man will not leave for a while, so concentrate on painting by himself! Thinking of this, I returned my attention to my own paintings. At this moment, Fang Yi's mind was suddenly emptied, and he didn't concentrate on arranging his own picture without any interference, and naturally took two steps back from time to time to examine his own picture.

All of a sudden, the kid became concentrated, and Liu Hongshuo's favor for Fang Yi rose a little. Looking at Fang Yi's paintings, the colors are very rich, and the shape and structure of the picture are also quite good! But when his eyes turned to the lump of paint on Fang Yi's palette, he shook his head a little: what the hell!

After Liu Hongshuo finished watching Fang Yi's painting, he began to look at Fang Yi's dress again. There are some inferences about Fang Yi's family background: this child was born in a wealthy family, and the family conditions are at least wealthy! It's not a brand-name that young people like nowadays, and the clothes on the body are very good in terms of material and workmanship! And the corners of the pants are obvious, obviously they are often ironed.

If it is an ordinary family, even if the child wears this dress, where does the family have so much time to iron and take care of it carefully. In the end, Liu Hongshuo's eyes fell on Fang Yi's camel-colored coat on the stool, and he reached out and gently rubbed it on his sleeve to know that this coat was pure cashmere, and this coat could only be bought for at least a thousand dollars.