"What are you drawing, it's like a schoolboy doodling."

Qiu Yuan's instructor stood behind Qiu Yuan and said with a smile.

"I don't know, maybe it's graffiti." Qiu Yuan's response caused a burst of laughter from the students in the studio, and some of them came behind Qiu Yuan and began to coax.

"Yuanzi, do you have enough paint for this painting?" Someone asked.

"These lines are a work of art when they are scribbled! Yours is it! Autumn is far away! ”

"Yes, yes."

Qiu Yuan coped with the coaxing of his classmates behind, but he still focused on the creation of the painting in front of him.

The "opportunity to create world-class paintings" given by the system was activated by Qiu Yuan, and now Qiu Yuan feels that his whole body is full of inspiration, and his arms are wantonly swaying paint on the paper as if he is being held by the god of painting!

The impressionist painting chosen by Qiu Yuan is the famous Van Gogh master "Starry Night" in his previous life, which can also be called "Starry Night".

When Qiu Yuan was halfway through his creation, it seemed to outsiders to be just a bunch of very ordinary and ordinary lines, scribbled lines.

But Qiu Yuan knew that he was creating a beautiful picture that was enough to shake the world!

Without the blessing of the system, Qiu Yuan would not be able to replicate "Starry Night" even if his painting skills were high, because the slightest color difference in the artwork would make the whole work lose its charm.

No matter how fake it is, it is always a fake, not to mention that Qiu Yuan is now copying it with the impression in his memory, which may not be "Starry Sky" but "Colorful Mud Land".

But under the guarantee of the creation of "world-class paintings", Qiu Yuan's paintings are now authentic! Grandpa Van Gogh possessed himself and pinched Qiu Yuan's hand and drew the perfect "Starry Sky"!

It took a while to create a painting, and it wasn't until noon that Qiuyuan could finish the whole painting, and when the painting was finished, the entire painter's classmates and teachers went to lunch.

"Cool!"

Qiu Yuan stretched his long waist, looking at the "Starry Sky" that he had just painted, Grandpa Van Gogh is really one of the few painters who can make normal people appreciate the beauty of art, and I don't know why so many people were not optimistic about him during his lifetime.

This feeling of completing a work when there is a burst of inspiration is almost the same as opening up the second pulse of Rentong.

"Let's just use this one for review." Qiu Yuan carefully picked up the drawing board, and before he could get up from the seat, a girl's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"You draw so beautifully."

"Holy!"

Qiu Yuan was so frightened that he almost smashed the "Starry Sky" worth hundreds of millions in his hand, but if you think about it carefully, Qiu Yuan only plans to sell "Starry Sky" for 100,000 yuan, is it too much of a loss? Regardless of whether you lose money or not, you will get the start-up capital first.

A series of thoughts until Qiu Yuan turned his head and saw Lin Wanxiang who didn't know when he was sitting behind him... All gone.

Lin Wanxiang found a chair and sat behind Qiu Yuan, I don't know how long she watched it, she dragged her chin and looked a little dazed, it seemed that she was still immersed in the beauty of "Starry Sky".

"Did it scare you?" She asked Qiu Yuan in a soft voice.

"I'm scared, don't suddenly talk behind someone else's back next time."

Qiu Yuan actually wanted to ask, 'Sister, are you a ghost?' Sneaking behind someone else and spitting cold air! ’

"I'll pay attention, but have you figured out what your work is called?" Her eyes kept staring at the painting in Qiu Yuan's hand, and her yearning eyes couldn't wait to get into the painting in Qiu Yuan's hand.

"Starry sky." Qiu Yuan didn't hide it, anyway, the whole school knew what this painting was called.

"Starry sky, starry sky, that color scheme is really beautiful, there is a feeling that I can't tell, you..." she kept muttering the name of the painting, and then was stunned when she wanted to say Qiu Yuan's name.

I've been in the same class as you for two years, and you don't even remember my name? Eldest sister... Is my presence so low?

"Autumn is far away." Qiu Yuan said a little speechlessly.

"Qiu Yuan, how did you come up with the idea to paint this painting, and how did you get the inspiration? Can you tell me and I want to know more? ”

Lin Wanxiang seemed to be enchanted, and when Qiu Yuan held the painting high, she also stood up, and her eyes wanted to eat Qiu Yuan alive.

How did you come up with it? Does what Grandpa Van Gogh told me in a dream count? He even came up to me to help me draw!

"It's just... Think about it. Of course, Qiu Yuan would not say these nonsense reasons, but Lin Wanxiang didn't plan to give up, Qiu Yuan kept retreating, and she kept walking forward.

Girl, what do you want to be a girl? Men and women don't kiss! If you come any closer to me, I'll scream!"

When Qiu Yuan almost shouted, suddenly Zhao Hanwei's voice came from the door.

"Yuanzi, it's time for lunch!"

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Qiu Yuan really wanted to kiss Zhao Hanwei now, and Qiu Yuan, who had to be ordered, ran out of the studio directly with "Starry Sky" in his arms.

"Yuanzi, shouldn't you be interested in the evening girl again?" Zhao Hanwei asked with some concern on the road.

Am I interested in her? Is she going to be strong X me! You don't even comfort your roommate!

"Not interested, what's wrong with her?" Qiu Yuan asked.

Zhao Hanwei has a very amazing thing is that he knows most of the girls in this university, and he is relatively familiar with them, every time Qiu Yuan wants to chase that girl, he will tell Qiu Yuan the advantages and disadvantages of these girls in a serious tone.

But after saying that, it will always be a sentence of 'give up, you can't catch up with your qualifications!' ’

"She has a boyfriend, it seems, I heard that it's her childhood sweetheart, and her personality is also difficult to get along with, so Yuanzi."

"I know, I know! I gave up and accompanied me to the exhibition hall first, and the paintings I exhibited were ready. Qiu Yuan said.

"That's it's drawn, I'll take a look..."Zhao Hanwei glanced at the "Starry Sky" held in Qiu Yuan's hand, "It's a little pretty, but it still feels like graffiti, but the counselor should let you pass." ”

Zhao Hanwei is the kind of student who is purely mixed with diplomas, and the paintings he exhibits are all 'works of art' that are painted casually, so he also understands Qiu Yuan's attitude of mixing around.

I just don't know how much the judges will be worth when the judges come.