Chu Nan: "Mentor Chen? Are you back? ”

Chu Nan stood up, stepped back to investigate the details of the painting, heard the footsteps behind him, and couldn't help asking.

Poof, it was not Mentor Chen's voice that responded to Chu Nan, but a muffled sound of a stick, piercing the air.

Chu Nan reacted immediately, his eyes condensed, flashed with essence, and turned into a machine of Mo Feelings, dodged to the left, turned around, and kicked it, like a meteorite, containing infinite power.

Knock, Licking Dog No. 1 took eight steps back, slumped on the ground, his face flushed, spit out a faint amount of blood, three broken ribs, and when he encountered danger, Chu Nan instinctively used eight points of strength.

Chu Nan hurriedly looked at Licking Dog No. 1, and called the police with puzzled eyebrows, calling 120.

Chu Nan: "You are?" Huang Ling's people? What are you doing? ”

The licking dog couldn't speak at a glance and kept whimpering.

Chu Nan gave simple first aid, no longer asked, and waited for JC's arrival.

The disabled licking dog No. 1 asked Chu Nan not to call the police, and then left.

Chu Nan put down the mobile phone in his hand and nodded lightly. Let a sleeping dog lie.

Chu Nan locked the doors and windows of the studio to avoid being disturbed again and began to create.

Licking Dog No. 1 endured the pain and left, heading to the hospital.

Licking Dog No. 2 and No. 3 found Chu Nan's location, but because Chu Nan closed the doors and windows, he couldn't enter, so he had no choice but to stranded the plan in his mind.

Chasing the goddess is like a drop of water piercing a stone, not a day's work.

After a night of hard work, Chu Nan finally completed the oil painting, which was vivid and lingering on the canvas.

The folds of the skirt, the color, and the control of the details are all at their peak.

This painting can definitely be called the pinnacle of Chu Nan today, reaching the level of being able to participate in auctions.

At ten o'clock, Chu Nan pushed open the door of the studio.

Tutor Chen's surprised voice sounded: "Chu Nan? Have you been in the studio all the time? ”

Chu Nan: "Well, I wanted to leave, but I was immersed in the painting, as if I was like a god, and I was painting until now." ”

Tutor Chen: Well, yes, you should maintain such a pure heart for painting, so that you can reach the peak and become a master, Chu Nan is very good.

Mentor Chen: "Take me a look." ”

Chu Nan: "Okay. ”

Tutor Chen looked at this painting, and his mind suddenly felt like a roar of cannonballs, and he couldn't help but sigh in his mouth, it was great, he could be called a master.

Such skills, level, have simply reached the level of Tutor Chen, no, even faintly stronger than Tutor Chen, this? Could it be the true level of Chu Nan?

Ding, congratulations on successfully completing the main quest.

Ding, congratulations on your reward: Painting Master Skill.

Chu Nan was very satisfied in his heart, and there were countless feelings about the paintings in his mind.

Looking at this picture scroll of Chu Nan, Tutor Chen felt that he had benefited a lot.

Tutor Chen: "Mu Chen, do you sell this painting?" I can buy it at a high price. ”

Chu Nan: "Mentor Chen, what are you talking about, aren't you slapping me in the face, isn't this painting a good gift for your son?" If you insist on giving money, then I can only tear it apart, and you can be smart. ”

Mentor Chen: "Okay, it's that I'm not thoughtful. I'll accept this painting with a cheeky face, but in the studio, you can come and go as you like in the future, and how about the materials being free? ”

Chu Nan: "Okay, Mentor Chen. ”

Tutor Chen: "Why don't you go back and rest first, and I'll help you ask for leave." ”

Chu Nan: "Okay, thank you, Mentor Chen. ”

Chu Nan thanked him, slightly weak, rubbed his eyes and left.

The depiction of a high degree of mental concentration overnight was a huge loss to Mu Chen, as if his strength had been drained.

Tutor Chen carefully admired this painting by Chu Nan.

After a while, several tutors from the academy also came to Tutor Chen's studio.

Tutor Li: "Mr. Chen worked so hard, he came to the studio at half past seven to create. Well? What a beautiful painting, such a realistic three-dimensional, so exquisite details. Tutor Chen's painting skills have soared, which is gratifying. ”

When Tutor Li saw the painting in Tutor Chen's hand, he couldn't help but exclaim and praise.

Vice President Zhao happened to pass by and stepped into the studio to inspect the situation: "Huh? What a big oil painting, Xiao Chen, ventilation must be done well, remember? ”

Tutor Chen: "Okay, Dean. ”

Addressing the vice president and addressing the dean are two completely different concepts. The art of speaking is broad and profound.

Sure enough, when Vice President Zhao heard the word dean, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Mentor Li: "Vice President Zhao, come and see this painting." ”

Vice Dean Zhao's face darkened, and he didn't want to deal with Tutor Li, young man? You have a narrow face. Any idea why you've been five years? Still a lecturer?

Tutor Chen: "Dean, please take a look at this painting and express your opinions. ”

Only then did Vice President Zhao turn his eyes and look at this painting.

Vice President Zhao: "Good, good, good, rare masterpiece, Xiao Chen?" Did you paint it, if this is sent to the oil painting competition in half a month, maybe you can win the award, and it will be of great benefit to you in the future evaluation of professors.

This painting, on the whole, is good, but a few details still need to be revised, for example, here, you see......"

Vice President Zhao spoke highly of this painting, and named a way for Tutor Chen.

Tutor Li: "Vice President Zhao, I can also paint oil, can my works participate in the oil painting competition?" ”

Ahem, young man, your path is getting narrower and narrower.

Vice Dean Zhao: "The school only has one place to push into the semi-finals, which is very tight, if you want to register, you can only register as an ordinary participant." ”

Uh, Mentor Li: How do you feel that Vice President Zhao is deliberately targeting me?

Tutor Chen: "Dean, when I participated in the competition, I was full of confidence, but I must make it clear that this painting was not created by me, but by the 19th grade children in the class. ”

Tutor Li and Vice Dean Zhao were very surprised.

Mentor Li: "Are you being humble?" Mentor Chen? Vice President Zhao can't believe it either. ”

Vice Dean Zhao: "Oh, which student?" Looking at the brushwork, it is not 30 years of brushwork, but the artistic conception is slightly worse, containing a vigorous youthful atmosphere.

Before, I felt that the artistic conception and the brushwork did not want to match, but I didn't expect it? It's really a student field, how is it possible? Mentor Chen? Can you tell me about it? ”

To be able to become a dean, you naturally have outstanding features and a discerning eye.

Tutor Li doesn't want to speak, you're right, you're right, right, who made you the vice president?

Tutor Chen: "Dean, I just approved Chu Nan to ask for advice and rest, if you want to see it?" I'll call Chu Nan and ask him to come back, and I can also take a look at Chu Nan's profile, information, and all the files in the school. ”

Vice President Zhao: "No need, let Chu Nan rest, I'll take a look at Chu Nan's information." ”

Tutor Chen: "Uh-huh. Thank you Dean for your understanding, and I thank you for Chu Nan. ”