My first figure painting was a self-portrait of a young father and mother, and the painting was not very exquisite, but it was still acceptable, after all, to paint a figure well, not only the painter should be good, but also the painting of the previous life. I thought that I would paint this painting very slowly and need to be carefully crafted, but I never thought that it would take me only one night to sketch it, and the second half of the night will polish it. I have never painted a painting so smooth, it's simple, the hand moves with the heart, so naturally.

It was probably because the heart was moved, and the hand obediently listened to the call of the heart, so that it fit well.

It was completed overnight, and I was not idle for the rest of the day, and I traced the painting over and over again. In the past, copying Zhou Mubai's paintings, copying so many times on the way, there will be a feeling of not using it every time, but the more I look at this painting, the happier I become, as if adding more strokes to any place is suspected of adding a snake to the painting, and reducing a stroke is a fly in the ointment.

I don't dare to say how good my painting is, but at least this is Zhou Mubai in my heart, every stroke is natural and smooth, every stroke is clean and pure, and there is no need to think too much about what is and is not.

The first person to come to observe was not the girls who said they wanted to come and see, but Yu Huanyi, of course, her original purpose was not to come to see my masterpieces, but to send me a large stack of books, which are said to be the painting theory that will be tested in the entrance examination.

"You're Aru?" Her voice was cold, a little tepid, and there was no smile on her face, exuding a light aura around her. If it weren't for Zhou Mubai mentioning that she was cold, low-key and indifferent, I really thought that she didn't like me very much, and I didn't welcome me.

"Hmm." I answered softly.

"There are things in these books that need to be assessed during the entrance assessment, and I have marked the key points for you in red, take a good look at them, memorize them, and remember them. I have something to do in a while, and I will come back to you in a few days to talk to you about the specific assessment rules. She shoved the book into my bosom and left, not allowing me to say a word more. After this series of words, it should have been caring, but with this cold tone, it was a bit like giving a task.

I weighed the heavy book in my arms, and she had already walked to the door and turned back solemnly and added, "You must remember to read it, I will come to check it in three days." ”

"Oh!" I smiled and waved a free hand at her, and she seemed relieved to leave.

As soon as I returned to the house with my books in my arms, there was another noise in the courtyard, and two girls came, one of whom was a tall man who looked familiar, and I thought they had all come that day.

"Aru, has Miss Fang Caiyu been here? She would have condescended! The tall girl said in a somewhat mocking tone, and I also heard her hide her face and whisper to the girl beside her, "I can provoke Miss Yu to come and see it in person, I guess her background is not small!" ”

"Hmm."

"Ah Ru still has a friendship with Miss Yu?"

I didn't want to reply to them, so I only led the topic to the side: "I have painted Zhou Mubai's painting, don't you want to see it?" ”

I led them into the house, and began to ask them, "Two sisters, there were a lot of people who came that day, and I can't remember your names for a while." ”

"That's right, there were a lot of people, and everyone dispersed in a hurry, and I didn't introduce Ah Ru much. As for me, my name is Xingyu, this is Liu Niang, Liu Zhanyi, and now I am about to enter Jindian. The tall girl Xingyu said.

"Ah Ru may not know what Jin Tian is when he first arrives!" Miss Liu smiled and added methodically, "There are more than 1,000 painters in the Orange Painting Garden, and these more than 1,000 people are divided into three groups, one group is a practicing painter, that is, there is no painter level, and the other wave has passed the assessment of Mr. to officially have the painter level, and there is a chance to officially live in the Orange Painting Garden." And this Jin Tian is derived from the most common three types of painter grades, from high to low: Jin Tian, Bai Luo, Qing Ying, and each of these three levels has a different degree of distinction, respectively, A, B, C, A is the highest level, that is to say, Qing Yingjia is about to enter the next level of Bai Luo, I am currently Bai Luojia. ”

I thought to myself: Isn't that pretty powerful? "What is the Jade Girl?"

"The jade girl has been Jin Tianjia since she was fourteen years old, and she just said three categories, and the last category is the gentleman who has passed Jin Tianjia, which has been evaluated by the owner of the garden and several gentlemen. Jade girl, it is indeed a gentleman's level of painting skills. The corners of Miss Liu's mouth gently hooked up an unnatural arc, and she smiled with me.

"What about you, Xingyu?" I was looking for a painting and a word at the same time.

"Me, I'm Miss Liu's paintings, Ah Ru may not have heard of it too much, it's to help Miss Liu sort out her paintings on weekdays, buy some painting tools, and by the way, you can also learn painting skills from Miss Liu." Xingyu said without any guilt, I sound a bit of a lady and a maid, maybe my knowledge is short.

"Found it!" I was looking for the first one, and the one that I copied was not as dynamic as the first one.

"Wow, that's a lot! Aru, have you painted so much in just three days? Xingyu hadn't looked at the painting yet, so she sighed at the speed of my pen, "You don't know, Miss Liu is also one painting in three days at the earliest, and you have three paintings a day!" ”

"The first one is also a waste of life, and the rest are copied to add and change." All of a sudden, there was a level, and the heart was precipitated by something tangible.

Xingyu took the painting from my hand and spread it out in front of Miss Liu's eyes. I'm actually a little nervous, I'm all pressed by the broken hierarchy, shouldn't painting be unfettered?

Sure enough, it is a painter who will enter the level of Jin Tian, and the demeanor she looks at the painting is very different from the Xingyu on the side, she looked at it carefully for a while, but Xingyu started to evaluate it first, but the evaluation is the person in the painting, and it has little to do with the painting: "This is Young Master Mubai, the legendary Baizhou, it is really Yushu Linfeng, and the aura is extraordinary." Now it's the master of the painting hall again, this is in the palace, I'm afraid there is no shortage of painting fans! ”

After Xingyu finished speaking, she pulled me to ask me east and west, and asked me where I saw Zhou Mubai, and then asked if I had seen Zhou Mubai's paintings, and I could only say that I didn't know. I recall the paintings that Zhou Mubai gave me: one painting the lotus stream on the shore of Ye Lake, the other painting the lotus leaf boat on the shore of Ye Lake, one painting the flower lantern of Aru, one painting the ink pouring landscape, and the other painting the deep grass and trees under the eaves······ I have copied these paintings many, many times.

Miss Liu smiled and helped me roll up the painting, and said with a chuckle: "Ah Ru must have put his heart into it, the person in this painting is full of energy, no different from the young master Mu Bai in our imagination." ”

In fact, I thought that it didn't make much sense for others to comment on the quality or badness, I drew it with my heart, and it was enough for me to express what I wanted to express through the painting.