On December 2, it was cold and raining.

"Everyone, bring your painting tools and get your ID cards."

Lao Wang reminded his classmates loudly in the studio, after all, this unified examination is the college entrance examination for art students, and they must not be sloppy.

"Frost, have you brought all your things?"

Hurriedly blocked the hand that Liang Gong was about to take his painting bag and prepare to check.

"Cool bow, stop! This is the third time you've asked me this question, and I've got it all! ”

"People are also nervous."

Lianggong smiled, but looked at what Ning Shuang was still looking at with his phone.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing, some news from our city."

Ning Shuang didn't look up when answering these words, but continued to look at the phone, and Liang Gong looked at it curiously.

"The car lost control and hit passers-by, and the heroic dog protected the life of the owner."

Cool Bow read the title on it.

"This is where we are? Why haven't I heard of it? ”

"We study every day at school, where is the time to learn about this, and besides, who cares about the death of a dog, alas."

Thinking of the scene when the rhubarb finally dissipated that day, Ning Shuang couldn't help but sigh, but then burst out laughing.

That night, Lao Wang ran out possessed, without his mobile phone or wallet.

Although Ning Shuang knew where Lao Wang lived, she didn't know the specifics, and when she was at a loss, she suddenly remembered that she knew the address of the dancing girl.

Sometimes at night, when she sees a flurry girl live broadcast, she will find a girl to play a game in the dark, and she just goes out to patrol.

The Flurry girl had already told Ning Shuang where she lived, so that day, Ning Shuang directly threw Lao Wang at the door of the Flurry Girl's house, knocked on the door and left.

Although I don't know what happened that night, I really couldn't help it when I thought of Ning Shuang's embarrassed appearance when Lao Wang came to the studio the next day.

"What are you chirping?"

Lao Wang's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"It's still grinding, hurry up to the school gate to gather, get on the bus and go to the examination room."

"Oh."

The two hurriedly took their painting tools to the school gate.

The examination room for the art unified examination is in the provincial university, in the north of the city, and they have to take a bus to the examination room.

Speaking of this art unified examination, the province is a joint examination of three cities, and the provincial university has to accept art candidates from three cities, and candidates from other cities arrive at the examination room one day in advance.

Sitting on the school bus, Lao Wang couldn't help but be a little worried, this rainy weather color test is very unfriendly.

After driving for more than half an hour, the bus finally stopped while the frost was drowsy.

"Everyone, get out of the car and get your admission tickets."

In front of the tall gate of the provincial university, buses stopped on the side of the road, and groups of art students gathered in front of the gate under the leadership of the teacher, which seemed a little noisy.

"Everyone should remember, don't be nervous, just play your own real level, this is just an exam, if you don't take the test, there is nothing you can't play, and there are single moves, normal heart, normal heart."

Lao Wang was shouting to the candidates to relax while distributing the admission tickets.

"Ningshuang, take it, this is your admission ticket, hurry up to the examination room."

The art teacher can't enter the university, so Lao Wang can only tell the candidates to enter the examination room quickly with a few words.

There are volunteers and signage in the university, and there is no fear that students will not be able to touch the direction of the examination room.

"Frost, I'm over, I want to come on."

The location of the cool bow and the frost are not in the same examination room, although they are in the same building, they are still far apart.

The venue for the art examination is generally a large flat floor with a very wide area, and this time the provincial university used two large flat floors as the examination room to accommodate more than 2,000 candidates from these three cities.

Ning Shuang soon entered the area assigned to himself, where he bowed his head and played with his mobile phone, the art exam is not like culture, the mobile phone will not be handed in, anyway, it is your drawing skills that are tested, and it is useless to hand it in.

Suddenly, many male candidates focused their eyes on the girl who was looking at her phone.

Candidates are taking their places one after another.

At half past eight, the exam started on time.

Ning Shuang got the exam questions, a bust portrait, a young woman, except for the head and hands are photos, the body part is a dotted line, purely relying on the students' own painting skills to realize the texture of the clothes.

This kind of test question is not difficult for Ning Shuang now, but Ning Shuang didn't rush to write, she was frightened by the action of a candidate next to her.

Sitting next to Ning Frost was a girl, who took out a huge ruler from her painting bag like a knife, and her movements were very chic.

Do I need a ruler to draw?

Frost didn't know, she never used it.

The girl began to draw the frame on the drawing paper seriously.

The nine-square grid painting method, Ning Shuang knows a little, Lao Wang told her about it, but the nine-square grid is just positioning, is it necessary to take the ruler so seriously?

The woman didn't draw the nine-square grid as Ning Shuang thought, she drew a Tian grid, and then drew the Datian grid into a small Tian grid, and divided it four times on the drawing paper, and typed out 256 squares.

Putting the lattice paper next to her, the girl took out a small ruler.

Really well prepared! Frost sighed in admiration in his heart.

Holding a small ruler and continuing to draw a grid on the exam questions sent down, until the exam paper was full of grids, the girl started to write on the drawing paper, and slowly, one by one, deducted the shape of a person.

And this kind of operation?

It was the first time that Ning Shuangshi had seen this kind of situation, and then looked around, there were quite a few students who did this.

"This candidate, half an hour has passed, you have to pay attention."

The invigilator saw that Ning Shuang didn't write, and reminded her kindly.

Pulling his thoughts back, Ning Shuang no longer paid attention to his surroundings, and immediately picked up a paintbrush and began to sketch the shape of the characters on the drawing paper, which formed a strong contrast with the cautious appearance of the girl next to him.

It's just an hour, the frost outlines the detailed shape, the big light and shade have been laid, and the next thing is the details outline, and the girl next to the frost is still slowly rubbing the shape in the dense grid.

There is still half an hour before the exam, and Ning Shuang has already completed his work, and the invigilator keeps staying behind Ning Shuang, looking at Ning Shuang's work, and is amazed.

And the girl erased those grids, and just began to light and shade her work.

At the end of the exam, Frost and Lianggong converged and went to the bus at the school gate to meet.

"Lianggong, have you seen a lot of students making grids on paper?"

Getting on the bus, Ning Shuang asked Liang Gong.

"It's a lot, it's the first time I've seen a painting like this, it took two hours to hook the shape, do they really have enough time?"

"What's not enough?"

Lao Wang interjected next to him.

"This is a more ingenious method, an auxiliary technique for students who are not very good at art, the shape is good, as long as there is a tone of light and shade, it will not fail, but as long as you can see the traces of playing the grid, the score will not be high at all."

"Then why don't they practice shaping, they have to use this kind of lattice?"

"You think they like art? They just think it's easier to get into college by taking the path of fine arts, alas. ”

Lao Wang couldn't help but sigh at the end.

"In today's schools, how many people who study art really like to draw?"

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