Coming to a towering building, Fang Ling'er took the business card in his hand and checked it for a long time, and finally determined that the good man had set up a studio here.

"Wow, it's amazing to have a studio in such a big building!" Although Fang Ling'er has also seen a lot of big scenes, that hillbilly energy has not been removed much in the past few years.

"I'm not going to stumble upon a big guy, am I?" Fang Ling'er recalled the skills she used when she was fighting hooligans in the courtyard that day, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and sigh.

"Forget it, no matter how much it is, it's more important to make money!"

"Hmm... 209 on the second floor, right? ”

Coming to the second floor of this building and looking around, Fang Ling'er walked towards the house marked Room 209, but the door there was closed.

"Squeak..."

"Excuse me!"

Fang Ling'er pushed open the door and walked in, and suddenly dozens of pairs of eyes shot at her, Fang Ling'er was startled, because in this empty studio, there were at least forty or fifty students practicing with paintbrushes.

And at this moment, she suddenly broke in, and naturally became the focus of the audience.

"Well, the model invited by the teacher this time has arrived, Miss Fang, model Fang, please come up." Someone on the stage suddenly coughed and said loudly, Fang Ling'er looked there, it turned out to be Jing Zhongzheng, he was still a part-time teacher, my God.

"Hey, didn't you mean to be a model? But you didn't tell me to be a model for so many people. On the stage, Fang Ling'er whispered in her ear.

"I didn't know that there would be so many people this time, and I don't know why, usually more than a dozen people come here to practice painting, and I will give you a salary increase after the meeting." Inakamasa whispered back to him and continued his teaching.

"So, today's class assignment is to draw a picture using this model lady as a template, and remember that the painting must have a soul, like a sharp knife piercing the hearts of the audience, telling them the emotions that the painter wants to express."

"For example, those who smoke marijuana, the paintings are all distorted things, and you can refer to Van Gogh's starry sky, I suspect he painted this picture without knowing his mind."

"But I'm not telling you to smoke marijuana too, and use this as a model lady as a model to draw as much as you can what you see, understand?"

Inoakamasa tapped the blackboard and asked loudly.

"Got it!" The students replied in unison.

"That's good, of course, as a teacher, I don't want to waste so much time, I see that many students are not very satisfied with me, so I will also show you a hand, and after this class, I will pick out the best three of your paintings to compare with my paintings, so that you can see where you are losing."

"Now, please put yourself in a more comfortable position, Miss Fang." Picking up the paintbrush and board, Jing Zhongzheng said to Fang Ling'er.

"Oh... Comfortable posture? Is it okay to lie down and play with your phone? Fang Ling'er's brain twitched and asked a shocking question.

"Uh... If you want, but I suggest you sit still, after all, you can't move around when it comes to modeling, understand? The sweat on the face of the well flowed down, lying down and playing with the phone? It's a shame that this one can figure it out.

"Okay."

Fang Ling'er spread her hands helplessly, then moved over a table and made a pouting mouth and supporting her head with her hands.

"Oh, that's cute!"

"Where did the teacher find such a beautiful model, I'm afraid that my pen is tarnishing her beauty!"

Listening to the whispers of the students below, the corners of Fang Ling'er's mouth, who was a little bored, turned up slightly, these guys are quite discerning, unlike Gu Xingzhi's guy, who knows how to bully her all day long!

A beautiful girl like this fairy doesn't need to rely on him to live! Hum!

Snorted coldly with disdain, the corners of Fang Ling'er's mouth deflated again, remembering some bad memories, her face was cold and unhappy at the moment.

"Hey... When will it end? Fang Ling'er's eyes looked at the ceiling, this is really a boring thing to be a model.

During these long two hours, all the students present and Jing Zhongzheng witnessed the change in Fang Ling'er's expression, sometimes angry, sometimes joyful, sometimes unhappy, and sometimes disdainful.

And this also stumped some students, after all, they needed a stationary model, not a guy who was constantly changing expressions and small movements, for which there were some whispers below.

However, Jing Zhongzheng was not affected by her in the slightest, and was still holding a paintbrush and concentrating on painting there, it seemed that for him, even if Fang Ling'er was dancing there with a sassy dance, he could still handle it.

Fang Ling'er suddenly became interested in the well-painted wells at the head of the row, he looked like he was twenty-four or five years old, and he didn't seem to have opened such a studio with his family's background to start with his bare hands, and looking at his delicate appearance, he didn't look like he had a girlfriend, such an excellent man, and with the breath of an artist, if Fang Linger hadn't gotten married, maybe he would have been fascinated by him.

Looking at Jing Zhongzheng's serious face, the curiosity in Fang Ling'er's heart swelled again, no matter what, there is no doubt that a serious man is the most beautiful, and a handsome and serious man, that charm value, if it is not true, do not disturb, I am afraid that all 24 lights will burst in an instant.

The well was sitting not far from Fang Ling'er, it could even be said that it was very close, just on the opposite side of the table, in order to observe Fang Ling'er up close, he did not hesitate to look at him.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, and there was a hint of a smile in Jing Zhongzheng's eyes, Fang Ling'er felt that he should be about to finish, speaking of which, she still had some small expectations, from the portrait made by the seemingly great artist in front of her... How can one not be curious!

"Alright, it's time! If you haven't finished drawing, stop writing and hand in all your drawings so that the teacher can take a good look at them! ”

Another half an hour passed, and the sound of the well broke the classroom with only a rustling sound.

"Hmm... Let me see. ”

As he browsed the students' drawings on the podium, he couldn't help but frown.

"This one can't do it, I can't even handle the shadows well, and the basic skills are not solid!"

"It's okay, it's just that the straight lines are not real, and the human body is not a machine, how can there be so many angular and angular ones, I'm not teaching Riman's class!"

"This... I'm sorry, but I think this student should think about whether he should continue to draw. ”

While looking at the poisonous snake, the well was a great blow to the students below, and soon he picked out three portraits of Fang Ling'er who were called "okay" in his mouth.

"This sketch is okay, but it can be seen that the time is too rushed, some details are not in place, and the treatment of hair is not very good, but it is a good work."

"This painting... I have to say that this classmate has a lot of ideas, and he is about to draw our beautiful model into a big fat man, but the important thing is temperament, that kind of wild with a disdainful expression, I also noticed that you showed it very well, and you will continue to work hard next time. ”

"The last one is a bit of a reference to the Mona Lisa's smile, after all, I also know that the expression on the face of this model lady is not fixed, it is better to take a smile that is not a smile, quite a tasteful feeling, and the soul is on the line!"

Inakamasa took out three paintings and commented on them.

Fang Ling'er looked at those lifelike portraits, his eyes were straight, these works that painted himself so well were just okay in his mouth, so how powerful he was!

Now it is the turn of the classmates and Fang Ling'er to look forward to the work of Jing Zhongzheng.

Jing Zhongzheng coughed and said slowly: "In that case, let me show you what kind of gap there is between me and you!" ”

He unfolded his canvas with a brush, a... Some abstract paintings appeared in front of everyone.

"Hmm... A bit of a Picasso, but..."

"I don't understand!"

Looking at the red, yellow, and blue lines on it, as well as the angry eyeballs, two or three points of hair, and a nose like a ball, Fang Linger suddenly understood the true meaning of art, that is, to make others unable to understand!

"Oh, sorry, I got it wrong."

Jing Zhongzheng's eyes glanced around, and suddenly he realized that he seemed to have taken the wrong work, no wonder the people below looked at him so strangely.

"Ahem, this one is!"

Shake off the canvas again, and the skills are shocked.

Jing Zhongzheng took a very perfect expression, probably when Fang Ling'er thought of the beautiful life of himself and Xiao Gu Rui, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes were floating, and the pure black background set off the beauty and uniqueness of Fang Ling'er with bright colors in the painting.

It's a treasure of great artistic value!

"Wow, the teacher is amazing!"

"Damn... Sure enough, it's still not as good as Mr. Jing, it's amazing! ”

"If this painting goes up for auction, I think it will at least sell... That's the number! ”

Ignoring the chatter of her classmates, Fang Ling'er looked at Jing Zhongzheng's eyes and only adored at the moment, Jing Zhongzheng returned her with a faint smile, walked over and put the painting in front of her.

"This painting is not for sale, but I can give it to you." Inakamasa said.