Just like what Wan Changsheng felt in the sketches before, the Coucou pen is piled up from scratch, and the shape can always be piled up.

The same is true for color, gouache paint can be piled up layer by layer, as long as you don't use the forbidden black, basically the pigment can be covered with thick points, which is basically close to the painting method of oil painting.

But this teacher Mao started from complex to simple, cutting off unnecessary peripheral branches with a few strokes to highlight the center of the picture.

That's why it's so much harder to do subtraction than to add.

The ability to know where to cut and cut is necessary to know where to cut the brush, and the skill of highlighting the theme with a few strokes of paint is undoubted.

Du Wen was surprised, looked sideways, and then applauded lightly: "It's so beautiful!" You're so good! ”

All the cram students who are watching the probe around may be polarized in their hearts, or they are lying in the groove, this is so beautiful, even any professional teacher will take the initiative to open a small stove on the pole, why is life so unfair!

Either it's a role model! This is the goal, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, if I am famous for painting, I have such good skills, I can also have the confidence and qualifications to repaint such a beauty.

Anyway, Teacher Fan's expression was to roll his eyes quickly, the kind that was not strange, so he should turn his head first to guide the other students, but in the end, he glanced at the boy in the black jacket with pity.

This kind of competition, which is not above a heavyweight level at all, has no resistance at all.

That's why a professional male teacher like Lu Tao won't open a small stove to anyone, especially a beautiful girl like Du Wen, he will pay extra attention to keeping a distance.

Because in such an art industry, as Wan Changsheng realized, this is a model of master-apprentice inheritance of skills.

It's not general science or engineering, or liberal arts, all the basic things can be found in the textbooks, and the instructor is more to inspire a learning method and remind where the key points are in the books.

In the art industry, from dance, singing, musical instruments to the most obvious art, the teacher believes that the student is talented, has strength, and can inherit his mantle and carry it forward.

Because each artistic talent has its own characteristics, it is not a standard education method that can create an artist.

Therefore, the weight of teachers and professors in the eyes of students is extremely heavy!

Especially this kind of high-level professional teacher who has become famous and famous, and comes to the level of cram students to do guidance, it is Zhao Leilei's kind of heaven-level master to the entry-level disciple to reduce the dimensionality of the attack.

It's really the kind of professional strength that can crush an ant with one finger.

A piano professor at a conservatory of music went to a cram school to guide some pianists who were still taking the amateur exams......

Well, it's easy to produce some beasts.

Girls will dream of such guidance because they can reach the sky in one step.

Of course, the same opportunity falls in front of the boys, and they will seize it as much as possible.

Du Wen's reaction is also at the textbook level where almost the entire classroom is listening!

Her voice, which was already a little rustling, suddenly became very sweet, and her nasal voice was even close to the level of Sister Chiling of Baodao, which was obviously not like this two days ago!

Even Wan Changsheng, who was immersed in his own paintings, was so broken by this glutinous and soft sound that his bones were about to break, and he looked back in a trembling mood.

Then he only glanced at the teacher Mao, and there was no fluctuation between his eyebrows and eyes, and he retracted his gaze and continued to return to his own picture with a smile.

Du Wen expressed it like this: "Look good! I really didn't expect you to look so good with such a stroke! ”

In Jiangzhou in October, it is a golden autumn, and the sun is lazily sprinkled in the afternoon, and the air seems to be accompanied by a trace of the ripening of the wheat field...... The feeling of waves and waves when the wind blows through the wheat field.

Some of the boys who sat close to each other were a little intoxicated by the autumn colors of the campus.

Mao Dongyang squatted, and Zhao Leilei's squatting posture was completely immovable, and the half-squatting handsome kind of putting the paintbrush arm on his knees, maybe at this moment, there were no people around him in his field of vision.

Beautiful makeup, beautiful clothes, and a smile, as sweet as if she had just come out of Xu Song's song.

Even experienced people like him are a little sluggish.

I didn't expect the face to be so beautiful.

And the voice was also sweet: "But my problem is really big, I have only been learning color for two days, can you help me?" ”

Made, the boys and girls in the classroom may feel like their bones are crispy.

Teacher Fan sighed secretly, this kind of girl with a great climbing spirit is simply a harvester at the top of the biological chain, and she even looked at Mao Dongyang with a little pity.

Such a beautiful young girl who is not yet twenty years old is so good at taking advantage of herself.

The most important thing is that it is so shameless!

Didn't her boyfriend sit next to him, and without taking into account the mood of the black jacket, he began to lash at the man who had more advantages!

How terrible it is!

Teacher Fan probably feels that he has to look at this girl again, and he can't be provoked.

Other students may not be as knowledgeable or profound as her, but they already feel a bit subversive in their values.

may not hesitate to give up Wan Changsheng in the next second and follow this artistic style.

Didn't she go out to live with Wan Changsheng in a few hours?

This must be one of those buses!

Many eighteen or nineteen-year-old young people are probably thinking this way in their hearts.

Only Wan Changsheng's lowered face had some unpredictable smiles.

It's all about him.

Mao Dongyang must have been unable to hold back the soaring male hormones in his heart, and began to talk with all his might!

helped Du Wen change the drawing paper, and still let Du Wen write by herself, but this time it became Du Wen's painting and he followed a stroke!

A few times he wanted to hold Du Wen's hand to paint, but was blocked by the girl's elbow or the end of the pen lightly, the whole process was listening carefully, with the rhythm of Mao Dongyang's speech, and even nodded frequently, and occasionally asked a question to prove that she was really listening, which made the male pride even more inflated.

So those inadvertent blocking and demolition actions were not noticed by Mao Dongyang at all, maybe in his mind, he was already holding this girl rippling on the ocean of colors.

He squatted there for an hour and a half, and he taught Du Wen to draw a whole study by hand!

All art training classes, at any stage, no matter what kind of genius, basically do not enjoy this kind of treatment.

No matter how much you love talent, you can't support a professional pianist with dozens of levels, and accompany the novice to press one key after another, and he must be looking for a way to make the other party improve quickly and achieve the teaching goal more efficiently.

Mao Dongyang was obviously already intoxicated by this kind of teaching, and what was even more wonderful was that he thought that he would definitely be able to get such a stunner.

So Du Wen asked sweetly: "Okay, now you know exactly what the advantages and disadvantages of my painting are, do you have any suggestions that are particularly suitable for me?" ”

Wan Changsheng may have heard the feeling of grinding the bones and ashes to see if he could squeeze some oil out of the bone slag.

It's all here, so let's just use it all at once.

At this time, Lao Cao came in, standing at the door and scratching his head with a groan, he was the kind of inch with a little gray, burly like a King Kong Bodhisattva, walked in and bent over his knees and patted Mao Dongyang's shoulder: "You...... Did you remember the person I'm talking about? ”

Mao Dongyang pulled himself out of the colorful world with difficulty, and almost stumbled when he stood up!

Anyone who squatted for so long would be like this, but he didn't even notice it before!

It was all up to Lao Cao to reach out and help him, and motioned to the poor black jacket here.

Wan Changsheng turned his head and thanked Lao Cao Hui with a fist with both hands.

Some people just meet each other, but they have completely different personality differences.

For example, Mao Dongyang looked at Wan Changsheng's painting, and there were only a few words: "What are you painting, change it to watercolor......

As it turned out, his professional talent was really strong.

Such casual pointing is a earth-shaking change for Wan Changsheng.

It's just that this is human......

That's pretty much it.

Because after saying that, he squatted back.