"Okay, that's all for today's class, students, after class." The sketch teacher walked into the classroom, and after roughly pointing out some students who were still a little wrong in drawing, he assigned homework to everyone and left.

I always feel that the art teacher must be very relaxed, and only when I am able to experience the difficulties can I understand the difficulties. In the eyes of outsiders, they can get a large salary by simply giving a few words of instruction and saying some thoughts about the picture. How easy are they in class? As long as you go to the stage to give a lecture for about a class, sometimes even less, and then tell everyone about the requirements and topics of painting, you can go to the office for tea.

But in fact, how can it be so simple as everyone sees on the surface? It is true that the art teacher does not need to prepare too much for the lesson, and there is nothing to review, but once the art teacher comes on stage to demonstrate painting, that painting is a few hours. It has always been like this, his eyes keep wandering between the photos on the drawing board and his own drawing paper, and occasionally he has to look at the onlookers around him to see if any of them are asleep, and the movements of his hands have not stopped, painting, arranging, rubbing, before a work is completed, his mind has passed thousands of times.

Isn't it easy? A painting can be painted for more than a dozen hours, or even dozens of hours. Without such painstaking carving, how can we get the texture and characteristics of each object in the picture, how can we convince the students to accept that they are correcting their mistakes, and how can we see the problems in the picture at a glance?

To teach, you have to understand yourself. The content of a unit in the book can be regarded as being able to be turned over and over again in a few hours or more than a dozen hours, but the content of a dozen pages. But painting, sometimes, you paint for more than ten hours to paint, and the finished work may end up dissatisfying you, so what can you do? It had to be invalidated.

When you read a book, it can be said that every time you can't make progress little by little, but you don't dare to say that in painting, because sometimes the painting is not as good as before, and there are still signs of regression in some people's paintings. Everyone's painting style is different, this is not only limited by the different styles of lectures, but also the style of some people's paintings, which is inherently unsuitable for being a teacher. In order to meet the requirements of education, some people will change their painting style as much as possible.

Like, their current sketch teacher, the sketch teacher is a female teacher, a sentimental woman, when she meets a mysterious and delicate sketch, the most romantic combination. This female teacher who taught them sketching is one of the teachers that Li Yao does not admire by most. She also liked the teacher's style of drawing, and sometimes she painted as if she was talking to her mother.

"Goodbye, teacher." Li Yao quickly packed up her things, as for the drawing board and unfinished paintings, as well as the charcoal she used, which is generally not sharp, they were all placed in the sketch classroom. Her fingers were too black, and even a little difficult to wash, and they were full of charcoal shavings from her paintings.

Why is it stained? It's not because I'm careless, it's not because I'm careless, but when I paint to the deepest place, I will have a feeling of selflessness, which is stronger than any rational emotion, which is not found in real life, and is different from ordinary people.

No wonder everyone says that people who engage in art are crazy. When they can't find a tissue to rub, they are even willing to sacrifice their fingers and gently rub them with their fingers on the well-defined picture, turning the black places into gray and the bright places darkening them, forming a very natural transition. When improvising, even if you have tissues, paper and pens in your hands, you will forget to hold them, and only think about your own hands, and think about your own hands. It feels like there is no place on my body that belongs to me, and only these two hands want to use it to complete my most wonderful paintings.

So in this way, one by one, one after another, one after another, and kept painting, until the sea was dry and rotten, no matter what it was hungry in its stomach and thirsty in its mouth, whether it was a person who had three urges or a friend shouted, I only felt that there was only this one thing in front of me, this painting, if it was not completed, what to do, it felt like it was a waste of time, it was doing something meaningless.

There is still such a fanaticism for painting and art, not to mention in life and love. People who like to paint are sensitive, sensitive, and the slightest bit of wind and grass, the slightest gossip, can easily fall into their ears, and then turn into huge gravel in their hearts, and then melt into their eyes.

"What is this drawing?" Just such a sentence, sometimes, it is easy to make people burst into tears.

"How did she get in, what did she draw, did she draw a ghost? Laughing at me, a simple lump on the top of the fabric, she actually made it like this, you can see for yourself, I didn't deliberately laugh at him. ”

"Strange painting style, not even the highlights, what does he do? Wasn't he always called a 'special student' by the teacher in our class? Walking, walking, my hands are all black, it's really annoying, I want to wash my hands. ”

"Oh, how do you rub it with your fingers, laugh at me, can't you afford pen and paper?"

"Where I knead with paper, I knead it delicately with my hands, and I'm happy."

"Willing to die, so is your hand, black dead. Satisfied, right? Painted ...... That's it, okay, a little worse than me. ”

"Cut, yes, yes, no one else's drawing is good, only you are the best, you are the best, okay? Really, after painting for so long, to this extent? Cut, I thought it was so powerful, if you want me to say, at your pace, I guess the teacher has finished all of our homework, and you haven't finished depicting yet, and the drawing is really slow. ”

"You know what? I call this meticulous, unlike you, who are lavish, and the picture quality is very rough at first glance, so many thick lines, how disgusting and ugly it looks like. Mine is different. ”

"You think you're sketching? Are you going to paint a picture a month? It's too slow, tsk, it's really, so slow, I don't have anything to say, because you really don't have much on the picture of this painting, there's nothing to talk about. ”

"You! When you score lower than mine, what are you proud of? Drawing fast, not necessarily good quality, do you want to use quantity to make up quality? Oops, my God, let me guess, your joint entrance examination, won't you hand in two sketches? ”

"Hahaha...... Don't talk about it, I'm laughing to death, let's go, let's go eat. ”

"Cut, who is familiar with her, what delicate painting style, I think it's grinding little by little, what's the meaning."

"Li Yao, do you want to have lunch together?"

"No need."

"What do you care about her? She is the dean's own daughter, do you lack this bite to eat? ”

"Really? She's actually the dean's own daughter, how is she drawing? Do you get good grades in drawing? ”

"How do I know, people don't even have to take the exam, they submit it directly, how can there be any results that don't get results. She paints too, and as soon as she finishes painting, she covers it with something, just to prevent others from seeing it, do you want to see it? Then go and ask her yourself, or sneak up behind her book to see while she is drawing. ”

"With all that said, you should have seen it, right? Is the drawing good? ”

"It's drawn...... Of course it's not as good as me, just kidding, a guaranteed one, how good can the grades be for the painter, you say, isn't it? ”

"Tsk...... It seems to be the same reason. ”

"Isn't that right? How do I feel that which of the works she painted seems to have won an award, or the first prize, as for what competition she participated in, I don't remember, at that time I could see it on TV, even on the headlines, right? Why don't you all seem to know? Strange, don't you usually look at these things? ”

"Who's interested in paying attention to this?"

"That's it, and she's the dean's daughter, with the dean staring at the back, it's hard to draw well, right? Moreover, it is not yet known whether she is a lone worker, in case she has something that she can't do, let the dean give me some advice? ”

"I also think that anyway, everyone is a woman-father-daughter relationship, and there should be no problem of plagiarism or non-plagiarism of any works."

"Tsk, according to what you say, her first place is actually not glorious."

"Not really."

"Who knows."

- Boredom.

Li Yao closed the window of the sketch classroom and glanced at a male classmate who was still painting in the back row, this person should be the one everyone said, the person whose painting style does not meet the requirements of the teachers, right?

"It's drawn...... Of course it's not as good as me, just kidding, a guaranteed one, how good can the grades be for the painter, you say, isn't it? ”

"Tsk...... It seems to be the same reason. ”

"Isn't that right? How do I feel that which of the works she painted seems to have won an award, or the first prize, as for what competition she participated in, I don't remember, at that time I could see it on TV, even on the headlines, right? Why don't you all seem to know? Strange, don't you usually look at these things? ”

"Who's interested in paying attention to this?"

"That's it, and she's the dean's daughter, with the dean staring at the back, it's hard to draw well, right? Moreover, it is not yet known whether she is a lone worker, in case she has something that she can't do, let the dean give me some advice? ”

"I also think that anyway, everyone is a woman-father-daughter relationship, and there should be no problem of plagiarism or non-plagiarism of any works."

"Tsk, according to what you say, her first place is actually not glorious."

"Not really."

"Who knows."

- Boredom.

Li Yao closed the window of the sketch classroom and glanced at a male classmate who was still painting in the back row, this person should be the one everyone said, the person whose painting style does not meet the requirements of the teachers, right?