With the beginning of reform and opening up, the social atmosphere has become more and more inclusive, and the enthusiasm of the masses to participate in the registration of mannequins has also become higher and higher.

Today, mannequins have become an upright profession and no longer face the threat of being banned at all times.

Of course, its professional characteristics have also bred a lot of dark things, which must also be viewed dialectically.

When she arrived at Zhang Ling's Academy of Fine Arts, the class was about to start, and she hurriedly rushed to the classroom with the two of them.

This class was originally taught by Zhang Ling's tutor, but he had something to do temporarily, so he let Zhang Ling take the class.

Anyway, with Zhang Ling's level, it is more than enough to teach a group of sophomores.

As soon as I entered the classroom, a group of art students surrounded me and shouted hello to my sister.

She chatted casually and got them ready for today's lesson.

The theoretical things have already been taught by the tutor in the big class, and today is the actual battle, and then Zhang Ling will point out the problems separately.

There are not many students, more than a dozen, and they are not as artistic as Liu Zheng imagined, just like ordinary college students.

"This is my friend Liu Zheng, who is also today's model." Zhang Ling pulled him over and introduced.

"Hello Senior Brother Liu~" a group of young painters shouted in unison.

"Hello, hello." Liu Zheng hurriedly returned.

"Alright, let's draw the bust today, let's get started." Zhang Ling said dryly.

Then he swung Liu Zheng to the middle position, and turned on the strengthening light source.

"Take off, what are you doing there? Do you want me or my classmates to help you take it off? Zhang Ling looked at him and smiled evilly.

"Well, no, no, I'll do it myself." He was so frightened that he pulled off his T-shirt.

The perfect muscles shaped by the five fowl opera and the dragon's blood shone with a metallic luster and ivory-like texture under the illumination of the enhanced light source, which made the young painters gasp.

"Oh my God, this muscle is more beautiful than David's." A little girl muttered.

"Is this Apollo descending? Ah, I'm dead. "A boy's eyes are straight.

"Pay attention to the image, the one over there put away the saliva and draw well." Zhang Ling tapped on the drawing board and reminded, although she never took her eyes off.

The last time I saw her, I wasn't so stylish, and what was the matter with this luster, it was like applying olive oil, and she secretly sucked a mouthful of saliva.

Although still shocked by Liu Zheng's physique, the students began to paint.

Generally speaking, older models are actually easier to draw than younger models, because they are generally thin, have obvious features, and have clear transitions.

But Liu Zheng is not an ordinary young man, every muscle and line of his is like a sculptor carving out little by little with a carving knife.

If you make a plaster statue of the same scale according to him, it is directly a top-notch sculpture.

Therefore, the students drew very comfortably, but some shy girls kept shaking their hands.

Well... Some shy boys too.

From time to time, there would be some eyes from the audience that made Liu Zheng shudder.

Jokes aside, students still cherish such opportunities.

On average, the average undergraduate student will have 8 hours of human body classes in one semester in four years.

If it is a relatively weak school, even 8 class hours cannot be guaranteed.

Moreover, the main composition of mannequins is ordinary working people, which to a certain extent has a high overlap with the migrant worker group.

There will be more human body classes in specialized art academies than comprehensive colleges, and the selection range of models is larger, but most of them are still the elderly and middle-aged people around the school, and they are considered very young before the age of forty.

Most of the older men, both men and women, had numb expressions, dull eyes, and no life.

The younger ones are also honest and taciturn.

Occasionally, there are individual spiritualists who are often very sought-after, and they are snatched up by various schools and studios, and it is not the turn of the rookies who are undergraduates.

There are also some veteran models who have been working for many years, and they have learned how to pose in long-term practice, and they know how to pose beautifully and what posture the artist needs without the guidance of the painter.

Such models are also very sought-after and respected, and usually do not take the turn of undergraduates.

Most of these models living at the bottom have been tempered by life, and their bodies are covered with the imprint of hardship, some are skinny, some are obese, some are shriveled and thin, and some have unhealthy muscles and deformed body proportions.

In short, it is difficult to see a body as tall and strong as the ancient Greek statues, because it is their biggest problem to make ends meet, not their body and health.

And today there is a model like Liu Zheng, who is as happy as entering a football school and discovering that Ronaldo is a coach.

Zhang Ling also realized this, so she didn't go in a daze or patrol as usual, but also took the painting tools and painted.

When most people first start to become models, the first is that they will be shy, and the second is that they will not be able to stand still for a long time, and they will move from time to time.

But he doesn't have that problem.

I was a little embarrassed before I started, but after the students started drawing, Liu Zheng immediately entered a state of calm and relaxation.

After all, compared to the scenes he experienced, it was just a sprinkling.

As for the problem of movement, it is even less existent, not to mention that this little time is not enough to make him feel tired, even if he is really tired, he can control the slight movement of his muscles to relieve it.

Three hours passed, and as the last student put away the brush, Zhang Ling announced the end of the painting.

"It's hard work, you can go to the side and rest for a while." She said gently.

"Okay." Liu Zheng quickly grabbed the T-shirt and put it on.

Then, a sigh of disappointment rang out in the classroom.

"What are you drawing?"

"Are you a muscle? You've got muscles in your brain. ”

"What about the shadows? Does the model's face glow on its own? ”

Zhang Ling, who incarnated as a devil teacher, went crazy, and a group of rookie painters trembled under her obscenity.

"I feel that Senior Sister Ling is the queen of change." An Jiajia's face was weak.

"yes, yes." Thinking of the fear of being dominated by the head teacher, Liu Zheng nodded frantically.

After mercilessly pointing out the students' problems and asking them to correct them, Zhang Ling announced the end of class and then left the classroom with the two of them.

"Actually, they draw much better today than before, and it's really different when they have good models. I'll help you apply for a booth, and you can come over tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock. She sighed.

"Good. Thanks, I'm done with you, and I'm going to have a big meal. He thanked.

"No, in fact, you are willing to be a model, but we want to thank you. You don't know how difficult it is to find a quality model now, and how many talented art students are delaying their growth because they don't have enough mannequins. Zhang Ling said and sighed.

"If I have time in the future, I will come to work occasionally." Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"Then thank you in advance." Zhang Ling said with a smile.

The next day, he came to the Academy of Fine Arts on time, and this time An Jiajia did not come with a class.

made a phone call, Zhang Ling quickly came to the door and brought him in.

The two of them came to a small road, which was lined with stalls of various kinds, and some had even erected sheds.

There are all kinds of people who sell jewelry, painting utensils, daily necessities, and even clothes that they design themselves, and there are changing rooms in the sheds, and the stall owners themselves are models.

Walked to a shed where a boy was playing with his mobile phone.

"Aynon." Zhang Ling said hello.

"Sister Ling, you're here. This brother is the model you are talking about. The boy put away his phone and greeted.

"Hello, my name is Liu Zheng." Liu Zheng stretched out his hand.

"Hello, my name is Ainun, and I am a mentor to Sister Ling, but I am one year younger than her." The boy shook hands warmly.

"Oh, Sister Ling is finally getting married, don't you know, the mentor is a single dog under her, and she is about to become sick." Without waiting for Liu Zheng to speak, Ainon said like a cannon.

"If you die, you will never see white paint again if you believe it or not." Zhang Ling threatened viciously.

"I was wrong, I didn't say anything." Ainon immediately confessed.

White paint is the lifeblood of art students, and if the lifeline is caught, you can only start with the heart.

"Okay, what do you want to write?" After joking, Ainon took out the signboard and said with colored pencil in hand.

"Mannequin, 10 yuan per person?" Liu Zheng said hesitantly.

"10 yuan for one person? It's not very conforming. Well, I'll add two lines. With a stroke of his pen, Ainon swayed it on the sign.

Don't say it, his hand-picked style is magnificent, but he is smart, and he has worked hard at a glance.

"Mannequins, experience life. 10 yuan per person, no next time. ”

"That's not a break in the rules." He nodded in satisfaction.

The sign was hung up, and soon people came to watch.

"Whoever is a model, it won't be you, Lao Ai, then I'll have 5 yuan at most." An acquaintance laughed.

", my flesh is priceless, and you won't sell it if you want to paint it. The model is the man next to me, the man, say hello to everyone. Ainon pulled Liu Zheng in front of him.

"Hello everyone, my name is Liu Zheng, and I'm here to experience it as a mannequin today." He has already been a model once, and this time he introduced himself more naturally.

He is still wearing the old T-shirt today, which used to be close-fitting, but now it is a little tight, highlighting the lines of his body.

"Oh, brother, your figure is okay, Alipay can't do it." The acquaintance's eyes lit up.

He is not the only one who has vision, and others also realize that the opportunity is rare and have scanned the code to pay.

Due to the size of the shed, only 8 people were arranged for this batch, and the rest had to wait until the afternoon.

When they had set up their painting tools, Liu Zheng generously walked to the middle and took off his clothes.

Of course, you can't be completely naked in this kind of open-air shed, so he wore a pair of wide sports shorts, exposing only the muscles of his legs.

"What's the right pose?" The acquaintance said bitterly.

Models of this size are rare, and they can't be wasted in a general pose.