Seeing Zhuang Shuyan's expectant look, Qingdai no longer delayed.

looked around, found a piece of paper that Shi Zikang used to wrap books before, and spread it on the table.

"That's what you're going to do?" Zhuang Shuyan looked at the discarded paper under Qing Dai's hand and couldn't help but wonder: "This paper is rough in workmanship, how can it be used for painting......

"Charcoal strips can be used to draw, why can't this paper be used for drawing."

Qing Dai said, touched the somewhat yellowish and rough paper under her hand, and said with a smile: "I think this paper is very good."

"This level of hardness and roughness is perfect for painting with charcoal strips."

Hearing Qing Dai say this, Zhuang Shuyan naturally had nothing to say.

After all, what Qing Dai said also made sense, it was strange enough for her to use this so-called charcoal strip to paint, and no matter what kind of paper she used to paint, it really shouldn't be strange.

Drawing with charcoal strips is much more proficient for Qing Dai than with a brush.

Although she has always been very enthusiastic about Chinese painting, she has also studied for a long time.

But after all, when the art examination was first made, except for specific schools, there was no Chinese painting in other schools.

Sketching, sketching, and color are the objects of her practice day and night.

However, Qingdai has always felt that for painting, whether it is a pencil, a problem, a charcoal or a pencil, the most basic thing in painting is the same.

The tools for painting are not limited to all kinds of banknote pens, as long as you want to draw, anything can become a brush in your hand.

Qing Dai glanced at the charcoal bar in her hand, and said to Zhuang Shuyan, who was staring at her to the side: "Sister Shuyan, can I be a model?" ”

"Models?"

"Uh...... It's like, you sit here, and I'll paint your portrait. Qing Dai said and pointed to the stool opposite.

Zhuang Shuyan was confused, and it took a long time to understand what she meant, and he wondered: "You mean to draw me?" Draw me a small portrait? ”

Qing Dai nodded, the charcoal strips are soft, fast coloring, and extremely strong rendering ability.

Such a tool is the best tool for drawing character sketches today.

Although Zhuang Shuyan wanted to see for himself how Qingdai used this charcoal strip to paint.

But I couldn't resist the yearning for Qingdai to paint a small portrait of her, and after confirming Qingdai's meaning, she agreed.

When the model is in place, Qingdai will not be delayed.

The charcoal strips she made herself are naturally not as fine as those she buys in modern times.

However, this charcoal bar was also made by her with the help of Shi Zikang and others, after countless experiments.

Although the feel and experience of using it is not as good as the finished products sold in modern times, she has tried it before, and the effect of painting is also inseparable.

"Boom......"

The constant grinding of the charcoal strips against the paper was particularly evident in the silent room.

Because of the angle, Zhuang Shuyan is now sitting on a stool and can't see the picture of Qingdai painting.

I can only see the charcoal bar waving in Qing Dai's hand.

Watching her keep changing the charcoal strip in her hand in a strange posture of holding the 'pen', it seems that she also wipes it twice with her fingers from time to time.

looked at Qingdai's focused appearance, and listened to the subtle swishing sound in her ears.

Zhuang Shuyan was curious about what she drew under her hands, but she didn't dare to stretch out her head to look at it at this time.

I can only sit on the stool honestly according to the anxiety in my heart.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhuang Shuyan had never had a moment like now.

After about a quarter of an hour, Qing Dai finally stopped what she was doing.

looked at her and said with a smile: "Okay, Sister Shuyan will take a look." ”

For Zhuang Shuyan at this time, these words were like heaven.

At this time, Wen Yan did not hesitate at all, and did not take into account the demeanor of his own young lady.

He stood up suddenly, took three steps and made two steps, and instantly arrived in front of Qing Dai.

"This ...... It's ......"

Zhuang Shuyan picked up the rough paper on the table and stared at the small statue of himself on the sheet with wide eyes in astonishment.

"How's it going, doesn't it look like it?"

Hearing Qing Dai's inquiry, Zhuang Shuyan nodded hurriedly, but he couldn't say a word.

As if she had been treasured, she carefully looked at the paper in her hand, and the hand holding the paper trembled faintly.

Resemble! It's so similar! Is this a painting? How the hell is this drawn?!

It's clearly a flat piece of paper, why is it that the person on top of it, whether it's the nose or the eyes, is the same as the real one, and it seems to stand up.

"Do you like Sister Shuyan?"

"Yes, I like it so much." After half a ring, Zhuang Shuyan found his voice back.

Excitedly: "How is this drawn, why is it so ...... So ......" she couldn't really find an adjective.

Qing Dai smiled and took her words: "Three-dimensional, this is three-dimensional, a three-dimensional sense created by shadows and different levels of light and shade. ”

"Qing Dai, how the hell is this done, this is amazing." Zhuang Shuyan looked at her, his eyes were bright and scary.

This kind of painting skill is a thousand times greater, ten thousand times more shocking than the last time Qing Dai painted the brush.

"Sister Shuyan, look here." Qing Dai found a piece of paper at random, pinched the charcoal bar in her hand, and simply drew a circle on it.

"You see, it's round, and now it's just lines, so it's flat."

As she spoke, she lightly drew a line on the circle: "Look at this line, we call it the boundary between light and dark......

As she spoke, she rubbed her hand lightly over the thread so that the whole thread became blurred, and then proceeded to lightly line it on top.

"This part is dark, this part is light, and there is an excessive part in the middle, which is the relationship between black, white and gray......"

As she explained, there were lines on her hands, light or heavy.

Although Zhuang Shuyan knows a little about it, she can also see that her penmanship is very skillful.

The lines drawn are not only smooth, but also slightly loose, and they look really comfortable.

"It's called the highlight, it's the brightest part of the whole object, it's the projection, it's like we have shadows......"

"Let's say there's a sun here, and that's where the light comes from, and the projection is at this location......"

Qingdai explained to her while demonstrating constantly.

"As with all objects, there is actually a relationship between black, white and gray in the projection.

"From heavy to shallow, slowly transitioning, just like that, little by little...... Slowly blur ......"

As she spoke, she gently wiped the picture with her fingers, and the whole picture seemed to be instantly renewed.

"Look, like this, like this, like this......"

Qingdai looks very relaxed with the pen, the picture is very vivid, and the brushstrokes are elegant and vivid.

In just a moment, Zhuang Shuyan watched with his own eyes that the originally ordinary circle on the paper turned into a ball standing there under Qing Dai's hands!

It looked like the ball was standing on paper!

Even now seeing with his own eyes how Qingdai was drawn, Zhuang Shuyan still finds it unbelievable.

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