The first step in painting oil painting is to be able to mix pigments, and the pigments of oil painting are very exquisite, and they are also the ratio of pigment and water obtained from years of practice. I haven't moved for a long time, and there are masters watching in front of me, and Bei Xiaoya is still very nervous when she tunes. But fortunately, nothing went wrong, and Mr. Tian nodded appreciatively at the paint she had carefully concocted.

Once the paint is adjusted, the drawing paper is clamped and ready to begin. At the beginning, the lines were not particularly smooth, and Bei Xiaoya felt that she couldn't find the state, and after drawing for a while, the feeling slowly came back. A painting is completed, and the morning passes. Bei Xiaoya looked at the things she drew and was very dissatisfied. The colors were not bright, and there were several mistakes, which became more obvious after she corrected them.

Seeing Mr. Tian standing in front of the easel and looking at her paintings carefully, she felt very embarrassed.

Mr. Tian looked at it seriously for a long time before turning his gaze to Bei Xiaoya, his expression was serious, which was very different from his usual smile, and Bei Xiaoya was even more nervous.

"You can see that you have certain basic skills. Although the lines were not well controlled at first, the control of the proportions of the lines was still very mature. ”

Bei Xiaoya knew that she usually praised first and then pointed out the problem, so she exhaled lightly, pricked up her ears and continued to listen to Mr. Tian Lao pointing out her problem.

"Your biggest problem is this color, I feel that you seem to be imprisoned by an intangible thing when you use color, the color is not bold, too conformist, too realistic to pursue."

A master is a master, and the root knot of her oil painting is all pointed out. Bei Xiaoya stirred her fingers and humbly waited for Mr. Tian to continue to guide.

"This is not something that can be fixed in one fell swoop. Next time you paint, don't stick to the color in your heart, use bold colors, and don't be afraid of making mistakes. Only by daring to experiment can you know what the color you want the expression to be the most like. ”

Bei Xiaoya nodded obediently. These simple words are difficult to do, and Bei Xiaoya knows it. A painting is composed of countless lines, each line has its own color, Bei Xiaoya just pays too much attention to the weight of each paint, so what she paints has no artistic conception at all.

"Are you still painting today?" Mr. Tian pulled back her thoughts.

"Paint." Bei Xiaoya took off the drawing paper and changed it again.

Only in the face of these sketchpads and paints can Bei Xiaoya find her true self, and she has nothing to do with Su Yin. She likes this feeling, and looks forward to the day when she can live as a real Bei Xiaoya, not anyone's stand-in.

The well and its surroundings painted by Bei Xiaoya this time. Only halfway through the painting, Tian Hui returned, with mud on her knees and cuffs, and it was clear at a glance that she had fallen on the road.

"Did you fall badly?" When Bei Xiaoya saw it, she quickly put down her pen and greeted her.

Tian Yan rolled up half of her sleeves, her elbows were rubbed bloody, and Bei Xiaoya, who was watching, couldn't help but gasp.

"Do you have any anti-inflammatory potions here, I'll wipe them for you." Bei Xiaoya looked at the wound and couldn't help but get close and help her blow twice.

Tian Yan tilted her elbow and looked at it, only to find that the rubbing was a little serious, and she didn't notice the pain when she just fell, "There is purple and blue water in my room, just apply it." ”

While the two were talking, Mr. Tian had already taken out the purple and blue water in the house. Bei Xiaoya took it and pulled Tian Yan to sit down on a stone bench in the courtyard.

"When did you come here?" Tian Yan watched her carefully wipe her wounds.

Bei Xiaoya replied without raising her head, "I came early in the morning, but the road is not easy to walk, and you have already gone out by the time you arrive." ”

"It's a good day, and I thought I could run a few more, so I went out as soon as it was dawn."

"Isn't it said that the villages here are scattered in a wide area, how long will such a family run?"

Tian Yan put down her sleeves and stood up, "Several of our teachers have divided the area, and one person is responsible for one piece, and we can complete all the home visits today as planned." I was afraid that my grandfather would not be able to eat well at home, so I turned back. ”

"I'll go with you in the afternoon." Bei Xiaoya picked up the bag on the side and handed it to her. Thinking that the two of them can still have a care on the road.

Tian Yan took the bag and walked to the easel to take a look, "You haven't finished painting yet, I'll go alone in the afternoon." ”

Bei Xiaoya picked up the paintbrush on the easel again, and poked the paint in the paint tray, "Aren't you cooking for grandpa, my side will almost end your meal when it's ready, and I'll go with you then." ”

Tian Yan bent her lips and smiled, her smile drove the beautiful peach blossom eyes, and Bei Xiaoya's heart was also soothed a lot.

"Then you can paint, I'll go cook now." After Tian Yan finished speaking, he sent the bag into his room, and then rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen.

Bei Xiaoya continued to paint her unfinished works, and Mr. Tian sat on the side smoking a short cigarette pot and looked at the two of them, with a very pleased expression on his face.

Bei Xiaoya tried to change her mind, but what she drew seemed to be worse. Even if it deviates from the previous realism, and there is no agility, a painting is finished, and I can't stand it. As soon as Mr. Tian finished smoking a pot of cigarettes, he saw her facing the drawing board with a sad face.

"This thing can't be in a hurry, take it easy, and I'll help you think about whether there is any other way to break through." Mr. Tian took off her painting and took it back into the house, "Let's go eat first." ”

When the two of them walked to the kitchen, Tian Yan had already finished the meal. The food here is much worse than in the team, because it has rained for many days, many vegetables are bad in the fields, and the price of vegetables is not only high these days, but also difficult to buy.

Bei Xiaoya felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Tian Yan clipping the few eggs she had for her grandfather. She simply ate some vegetables and put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked out of the kitchen, and the people stood in the courtyard and waited for a while before Tian Ying came out with her grandfather.