Paints, turpentine, brushes, knives, canvases, varnishes, frames, these are not difficult to find in the art major.

Dimiri took it and put it in front of Lin Qingchi, looking at her gloatingly: "Good luck." ”

Today's random spot check is undoubtedly a fire pit, and the professional top students in the class did not rashly raise their hands to know it.

The judges who came to do this random spot check of the art major are all important people, and they may meet with these people in the future. If you don't play well or don't play well today, and leave a bad impression on these people, wouldn't it be tantamount to destroying your future?

Now in the art major, Lin Qingchi can be said to be the most famous student.

Dimiri felt a toothache of jealousy every time she saw someone who came to Lin Qingchi, and this time she wanted Lin Qingchi to lose face in front of the whole class and those very important judges.

"Thank you for the advice, by the way, I wish you and Nongyushi a hundred years of harmony." Lin Qingchi said with a smile, and then Shi Shiran sat down on the chair and began to prepare tools.

Dimiri's face was indescribably dark, and she almost lost control of her emotions for a moment.

Fortunately, she still has a little sense, and she pulled her almost out of control emotions back from the edge of the cliff.

Nong Yushi, that scumbag, had already blocked Dimili's QQ, WeChat and mobile phone number, anyway, as long as it was the contact information, he had blocked it.

In school, the agricultural rain stone is like the evaporation of the world.

Occasionally, when he saw Nong Yushi, no matter how Dimiri shouted, he ignored him like a deaf man.

Sometimes when he saw Dimiri from afar, he turned around and ran, as if he saw a hungry wolf coming down the mountain.

You're going to be proud!

Dimiri knew that Lin Qingchi was ridiculing her, and now her reputation in school was a little stinky.

Since Lin Qingchi returned to school that day to participate in the Autumn and Winter Party, Dimiri has never taken advantage of Lin Qingchi.

How long do I think you can laugh?

Dimiri sat down with a blushing face, twisting the pen in her hand viciously.

……

Gong Chao understood what the student was thinking, so he could only helplessly click on a few names of the student he thought were good.

Soon, more than a dozen students were sitting in front of the drawing tools ready to create.

The classroom was quiet, and the other students were also paying attention to the assessment below.

Today is the most special exam they have ever encountered.

The students who were not named were secretly relieved.

Some students are starting to mix paints, others are already putting pen to paper, and some are meditating.

Lin Qingchi was the only one who sat in front of the canvas with his eyes closed.

The classroom was quiet, and everyone could feel the invisible pressure flowing in the air.

As the minutes passed, Lin Qingchi sat in front of the canvas with his eyes closed and did not make any movements.

"What's going on with this student?" A school leader raised his wrist and looked at the time, half an hour had passed since the assessment began.

Some of the students have completed most of the work, printmaking, gouache, watercolor painting, and so on.

Every student who participated in the assessment did their best to create the genre they were best at.

"That...... That's the student's style. Gong Chao said stubbornly.

In order not to add further pressure to the students' assessment, all the students who participated in the assessment were facing the podium.

After arranging the assessment, Gong Chao walked to the back of the classroom and sat with the judges.

"Hehe, it's kind of interesting. If you do art, you have to be a little quirky. Picasso, for example, admired the symbolist writer Alfred Jarley, who not only paid homage to his idol with his own works, but was also influenced by his lifestyle. One of the strangest acts was to carry an empty Browning with him and shoot at what he thought was a fool. ”

Another leader said with a smile that he thought it was difficult to distinguish between a genius and a madman.

Maybe the girl who sits in front of the canvas and is in a daze all the time is a genius.

The other judges laughed, knowing it was a joke.

Many painters, ancient and modern, such as Picasso.

At the age of nine, he created "Matador on Horseback", and at the age of fourteen, he created his "first large-scale college painting", which later became known to the world as "The First Communion", and the genius will emerge from an early age.

Gong Chao secretly wiped his sweat, he just hoped that Lin Qingchi wouldn't make any strange moths.

As long as you play steadily, you can make a work that can be seen in the past.

Anyway, Lin Qingchi's achievements in the art major Gong Chao are clear, and the students who can win glory for him are the ones selected later.

Time is like an hourglass, and before you know it, it has come to an end.

"Teacher, my work is finished."

The assessment lasted for two hours, and when the first boy stood up, it was less than half an hour before the end time.

"My work is gouache, and it's called 'Sea and Cliff'." The boy said loudly: "This is the foreign news I saw recently, and I feel something. It just so happens that the content of today's assessment is original, so I will turn the feelings in my heart into a work. ”

In the painting, the sea blends with the cliffs. On the seashore, you can see the waves crashing, and there is a big ship that seems to have been shipwrecked.

The deck was torn, the sails were broken and staggered to the side. On the boat and by the sea, there were many weeping people.

The composition is complete, the shape is rigorous, and the water color is full, smooth and transparent.

Not bad!

Gong Chao was very satisfied, the boy he chose was the top three top students in the art major.

Sure enough, it didn't disappoint him.

The judges whispered that they were grading the boy's work "The Sea and the Cliff".

After some discussion, it finally quieted down, and one of the judges smiled: "Your work is very well conceived, and if you score 100 out of 100, you can give you 70 points." ”

Seventy points?

The smiles on the faces of the boy and Gong Chao instantly froze.

Out of 100 points, Gong Chao and the boy's thoughts are at least above ninety, right?

The boy looked back at the gouache he had just created, whether it was the sea, the sky, the waves, the cliffs, or the shipwrecked boats on the beach, or the people kneeling beside the beach and the boats and weeping deeply, it was not much of a problem, right?

From the creative side, the gouache is complete.

From the point of view of meaning, the boy's desire to express cherishing life and regretting the deceased is very good.

"If you want to express misfortune and sorrow, it may be better to brighten up the dark tones of the mountains around the cliffs, the coast and the many slanted lines in the picture, and enhance the dynamic treatment of the characters in your gouache painting." Lin Qingchi finally opened his eyes at this time and glanced at the gouache painting.

"Yi Yiran is the top three in our art major, Lin Qingchi, you are just a student in the middle and lower reaches, what qualifications do you have to comment?" Dimiri stood up and asked loudly.