When Huo Jingyu found out that Cheng Ye hadn't contacted him for a while, it had been more than half a month, which was quite a strange thing.

He decided to go to the studio to find her, but was told that he was hospitalized, so he called Li Kuitian as soon as possible, and after understanding the situation, he drove to the hospital.

Huo Jingyu came to the orthopedic floor, turned sideways to avoid the family members who came and went, and after finding the ward, he stood at the door and looked at the person with his feet hanging from the bed in the middle with a smile.

Cheng Ye was nibbling on a pear, chatting with the aunt who fell to her head in the next bed due to hygiene, and the conversation was in full swing, and she didn't notice that there was a person standing next to her.

"Xiao Cheng, your boyfriend is here!" The aunt stared at Huo Jingyu and stared at him.

Cheng Ye explained to her again, "Auntie, where did I get my boyfriend, don't urge your son to come to me without fantasies." ”

The aunt laughed happily and motioned for her to look at the side, "Isn't this coming, na!" A handsome young man. ”

Cheng Ye turned her shoulders sideways and found Huo Jingyu standing aside with a smile on her face, and a thousand waves set off in her heart. She had clearly warned everyone not to inform Huo Jingyu about her hospitalization, and she asked, "Who told you that?" ”

Huo Jingyu chuckled and pulled over a chair and sat down, "Why can't you tell me?" ”

"Just tell me who it is?"

"Tell me everything." Huo Jingyu smiled faintly, and glanced at her feet that were suspended in the air by the outer solid, "Why are you hospitalized?" ”

"Didn't you see it, what else could you do with a plaster cast?"

"Your brother said you were ......" Huo Jingyu paused for a second, "The first distal phalange of the left foot is fractured." ”

"Needless to say, it's so professional." Cheng Ye was a little annoyed and angry, and said generously: "I just broke my toes!" ”

Huo Jingyu saw that she was a little annoyed, so he stopped laughing at her, "Smashed your feet?" ”

"Hmm." She angrily gave him the leftover pit, "Help me throw it." ”

Huo Jingyu didn't dislike it, threw it in the trash can outside, and answered the phone by the way.

The aunt in the next bed probed over and said to Cheng Ye, "This is really not your boyfriend?" ”

"It's not!"

"Then introduce him to me."

"Aren't you a son?"

"I also have a niece, who is twenty-eight years old and works in a public institution, and she is very stable. Although her appearance is not very good, she has a good temperament, has good grades since she was a child, and is filial, she will ......"

This aunt vigorously promoted her own relatives, and Cheng Ye was impatient when she heard it, so she interrupted her: "Auntie, have you asked your niece's opinion?" Just stuffed him with a man like this? ”

"How can this be called casual? Where did you come from to be so good-looking, and the children born in the future will definitely be handsome! ”

"Auntie, I have to say that you are very far-sighted, although he is not my boyfriend, but he is already married and has come to our family!"

Coincidentally, Zhou Jing, who had just gotten off work, took a photo with Huo Jingyu outside.

Cheng Ye pointed at Zhou Jing and said, "That's our sister-in-law, come to see me after work." ”

When the aunt heard that she was married, she was still in trouble, and her whole face was disapproving, "How can this good young man still be rich!" ”

"Auntie, I'll be discharged from the hospital in a while, and we'll see each other again in the future!"

Cheng Ye pulled her legs down with difficulty, hit the ground on her heels, limped out, and told them that she was going to be discharged.

If you don't get out of the hospital, you're going to be crazy by this aunt.

The formalities were completed on the same day, and Zhou Jing insisted on letting her go home with her so that she could take care of it. But Cheng Ye refused, it was just a small problem, and there was no need to mobilize the people.

After Huo Jingyu sent her home, he opened the refrigerator and was speechless.

The fridge was full of boxes of masks, coffee and wine. Fully interpret the sentence: stay up the deepest night, apply the most expensive mask.

"Jingyu, I'm not hungry." Cheng Ye saw that he was rummaging through the refrigerator, she didn't know what was in the refrigerator, only to see him turn out a package of frozen shrimp.

"How long has this shrimp been frozen?"

Cheng Ye tried to recall: "I bought it two weeks ago. ”

A tomato and a bag of shrimp, Huo Jingyu sighed: "I don't even have rice, I can only make noodles." ”

"I'm not hungry, you don't have to."

"I'm hungry."

"Uh, okay." Cheng Ye scratched his head, "Then if you make more, I'll take a few bites." ”

A simple version of tomato prawn noodles was placed in front of Cheng Ye, but it was actually just shrimp noodles in tomato sauce, and she was very happy to eat them.

Her food is very fragrant, and it looks like it can make people have an appetite, "It's so easy to feed." Huo Jingyu said.

"yes, I don't know which man will go cheaper in the future."

"You're just good to feed, but it's troublesome." He placed her in the boss's chair and pushed her to the bedroom.

"Where will I be in trouble." Cheng Ye disagreed with his words, she has always been self-reliant and independent.

Huo Jingyu asked her, "How do you want to take a bath?" ”

"Just lift up your feet and wash them."

"I'll move two chairs in, and you put your legs on and sit and wash." After saying that, he carried two dining chairs in, took off the shower, and adjusted the temperature.

"Thank you." Cheng Ye gave him a little love.

"Okay, go wash it, I'll leave when you're done."

"Hmm."

"You should listen to your sister-in-law, stay at home, she will take care of you conveniently, you are here alone, go to the toilet and take a bath, what if you fall again?"

Cheng Ye responded in the bathroom: "But she's here, and I'm also going to the toilet to take a shower alone, it's no difference!" It's not good to trouble her. ”

"Don't you bother me?" Huo Jingyu said dissatisfiedly.

Cheng Ye smiled and said loudly: "I'm more familiar with you, I don't think so!" ”

"It's always better to have a woman here."

Yes, Cheng Ye realized the benefits of having a woman here. She looked at the blood stains on her pants in embarrassment, she had a period, and the sanitary napkins at home had run out.

Huo Jingyu cleaned up the house for her in the living room, just like a Mr. Tianluo.

A weak cry floated out of the bathroom, and Huo Jingyu hurriedly walked over, thinking that she had really fallen.

Cheng Ye opened the door and poked his head out embarrassedly, saying, "I'm on a period." ”

Huo Jingyu was stunned for a moment, "How can I help you?" ”

"Buy it for me, it's not at home."

Huo Jingyu took a note, came to the convenience store downstairs, and showed it directly to the clerk, "Is there one?" ”

The clerk was a girl, and she smiled and said, "It's not so long, you can go to the nearby mall to have a look." ”

Huo Jingyu immediately ran away, he didn't want someone to bleed.

Cheng Ye took this bath for a long time, and he was a little chilly after washing, Huo Jingyu came back, he knocked on the door with two large bags of sanitary napkins, "Have you washed well?" I bought it back, and I didn't have what you wanted, so I took a pack of each. ”

The door opened, and a wet hand stretched out, and he turned his head to hand the bag in.

"That's too much! Half a year's amount. Cheng Ye exclaimed.

"That's what you can do." Huo Jingyu was a little annoyed, sitting in the living room and turning on the TV.

Anyone who can not be bored, in order to move quickly, he pushed a cart in the mall and frantically took sanitary napkins, which attracted a lot of strange eyes, and one of the women thought that he was here to sample, buy and wholesale.

Cheng Ye finally came out, and pushed the chair to his side with an apologetic face, "I'm sorry, I should have asked my sister-in-law to buy it for me." ”

"I'll let my sister-in-law come over tomorrow."

"Okay."

Eight o'clock in the morning is a day of painting.

Gu Moning thought that he was the first to go to the studio, but he didn't expect Zhao Ziyu to be sitting on the sofa eating breakfast.

The chairs and stools were pulled out from low to high and arranged one by one, the easel had been placed with drawing boards, and on the floor was a pink toolbox with sharpened pencils of various models, and she didn't have to think about it to know that she had made it.

When she saw Gu Moning coming, she opened her mouth before she could swallow the bread in her mouth, and shouted: "I dominate the front and left." ”

Gu Moning glanced at her, put the backpack in the high cabinet and locked it. He dominated the second row on the side, not blocking people, but also clearly seeing the teacher's every move.

In fact, he doesn't have much independent talent for painting, and relies on taking notes to accumulate the characteristics and skills of each teacher, to put it bluntly, he is good at stealing teachers.

The students were all seated, and some brought snacks from home to prepare while eating.

There was the sound of a car outside, and I heard a few people chatting, and after a while, a big man staggered in with brown leather boots.

Curled head, full of beard on his face, with a straw in his mouth, no expression.

The black leather jacket couldn't hold the muscles on his arms, and it felt tight when he looked at it. The most conspicuous thing is the dirty pink scarf around his neck, which is seriously inconsistent with his temperament at any time, and it looks awkward.

Chen Ziyuan was a little scared, gave up the first row to someone else, and sat behind Zhao Ziyu. She has always been afraid of people dressed up in this way, perhaps related to the loan sharks who have come to the door since childhood.

Li Kuitian ignored their gaze, focused on the distance between the easel and the chair, and stretched out a finger very dissatisfied, "Move that easel forward, whoever puts it so crowded, it's not enough to stretch your legs, and the chair is also removed, give me a new atmosphere." After speaking, he opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of drink that I don't know who it was.

By the time he finished drinking, the seat was already very idealized and was replaced with a boss chair. He sat down satisfied, his chair folded at a forty-five degree angle, and it creaked as if it was about to break.

He took out a folded and slightly wrinkled photo from his pocket, tucked it to the edge of the drawing board, and said, "I'm painting a still life today." ”

Last night, Huo Jingyu called Li Kuitian and asked him to substitute for a day, he was really relieved to let Cheng Ye stay at home alone.

Cheng Ye doesn't have any close friends, Zhou Jing has to go to work again, Li Kuitian won't take care of people at first glance, and the best candidate is only him.

Zhao Ziyu, who was sitting at the front, had a very wonderful expression, she was deliberately wearing a newly bought skirt today, braided her forehead, and her hair was softly split into two strands and hung down on her chest. The mobile phone in his hand was intended to record Huo Jingyu, but now he can only put it back in his pocket.

"Teacher, what should we call you?" The big head looked at Li Kuitian, who was about the same size as himself, and felt particularly intimate, and stepped forward with a smiling face.

"Call me Brother Tian." Li Kuitian picked and picked in the pencil case at his feet, and some disgusted that the tip of the pen was too long and sharp. He tore off the paper that had been taped from the drawing board and said, "Give me a four-fold piece of gouache paper." ”

Gu Moning opened the densely written book and asked, "Brother Tian, why do you want to use gouache paper?" ”

"Personal hobbies, the picture is more vivid, you can usually use it if you want to, but it is not conducive to the exam. Don't use it! While speaking, Li Kuitian finished the draft.

"When you type your manuscripts, follow the normal order, don't learn from me. I'm just here to broaden your horizons. Li Kuitian wrinkled his nose, and the straw that swayed up and down when he spoke looked very bullish.

The normal step is to think of a universal composition first, throw all the objects into it, and then type it with a pencil with a low B number.

However, Li Kuitian is not, his so-called drafting is just a few dots on the picture and a few random curves, and he still uses a pen eraser stained with lead powder, which is really incomprehensible.

No one understands Li Kuitian's routine, but no one asks, how to draw, you will know when you see the end.

"Don't you think these things are connected?" Li Kuitian casually took out a 2B and drew a small horizontal rectangle in the upper left corner of the paper, "When I don't know how to compose a picture, draw a small one on the paper." ”

"These things don't seem to have any connection, but there are objects in them. Even if you don't have them, you can make them have. ”

Li Kuitian explained and demonstrated at the same time, and tried his best to teach everyone.

An hour and a half later, he put down his pen and took a minute to observe.

The small box closed in the photo, opened in the frame, is planted with leafy branches. Two peppers grew from the branches, and the remaining two were thrown behind to blur.

The pen is pinned to the circled map of the city folded in half, and the corners of the map are crushed by the boxes. A cascade of garlic droops on the edge of the table. The shovel stuck diagonally in the soil in the box, and a few withered dead leaves scattered on the table add to the beauty.

"I've almost finished drawing, I have everything I should have, and when I get to this point, I have to start refining the subject object, and don't forget that the surrounding objects also have to jump out." He picked out two pointy 8B and 2B pencils and began to trace the details of the subject.

After another half an hour, the small details were revealed, two small insects rolled up and lay on a high place to gnaw on the leaves, very vivid, how large the wormhole occupies is particular.

The composition of the whole painting is a top-down view, and the center is clearly visible at a glance.

For the first time, Gu Moning felt that his hands were too busy because there were too many things to record. In just two hours, he renovated the knowledge he had received at school.

Li Kuitian felt that the painting was almost done, so he stopped and summarized for them, "The edges of the object must be natural, don't give me a dead pick." ”

"In a painting, only the highlight closest to the light source is the brightest, and everything else must be strong or weak. A lot of people focus only on the projection and ignore the highlights. He picked up the eraser and wiped it clean in the blank space, "The picture must be clean, you know that." ”

He tore off the tape around him to reveal the white frame, and instantly took on the appearance of his work.

He nailed the fan painting to the velvet wall and said to the students: "For the still life exams last year, many school studios are guessing the questions, and this year the avatar must be examined." Who knows? Still life avatars are all the same, a truth, learn to apply. ”

"But teacher, some people have a higher score for painting still lifes than for drawing avatars." Long legs said.

"That proves that person's basic skills are not solid."

Pingtou couldn't help but complain: "My relatives asked me to draw their heads, and I spent the effort to draw them, but they said they didn't look like it." ”

Li Kuitian raised his eyebrows, he said: "They don't know how to draw, so naturally they don't pay attention to your lines and sense of picture, they only pay attention to whether you draw or not, you can see at a glance that it is them." So it's nice if you can catch it in a short period of time. ”

"I've been in the 230s." Flat head said

Li Kuitian thought for a while and suggested: "At this stage, I think you have to work sketching, and you will have a few more postures, as long as you are familiar with the score, you will naturally come up." ”

Li Kuitian took a cursory look, and these students revealed a dazed and helpless feeling that they didn't even know about, and he realized that this was a serious problem, so he casually pointed to a student and asked, "Why did you study art?" ”

The little face thought for a while and said, "Go to university." ”

"What about you?"

The long legs replied truthfully: "I am not good at cultural classes, my five tones are incomplete, and my physical fitness is not good, so I can only study art." ”

None of these students answered interest.

He sighed deeply, "You don't even have an inferior self-esteem for studying art, so how can you continue to study?" Even if there is progress, it will be numb. ”

"Brother Tian, why did you study art?" Flathead asked.

Li Kuitian was silent for a while, then met the dozen or so eyes that looked at him, and said, "I was arrogant and made mistakes before, but it was Huo Ge who pulled me and taught me to paint." ”

"I'll tell you something. I've seen your portraits, and I can go out on the street and paint portraits of people. ”

"Really?"

"Don't believe me? Most of the people who sell paintings on the street can only be described by the word 'like', and they only need to promise to paint your portrait, and the money will be obtained. Therefore, as long as you can grasp the characteristics of the characters on the basis of the present, you will not starve to death. ”

After these four hours of getting along, they felt very good about Li Kuitian, and they had forgotten their first impression of him.

Gu Moning waited for them to leave, took a picture of the fan painting as a whole, and then focused on the details individually.

He observed the painting from the lens, the graininess of the gouache paper is obvious, the lines are covered by arching the waist, and there is an extremely small spacing between the lines, which is different from the smooth effect of ordinary sketch paper, as if the objects in the painting have come to life

Gu Moning opened the notebook, and the pen became busy.

Li Kuitian's magic is where he is, his hand speed is fast, he can shape each object as the main object within the specified time, and constantly adjust the relationship between the objects, so any piece taken out separately is complete, and putting them together can highlight the center.

Bai Yu'an has been observing Gu Moning, usually just after reading the fan painting, at most taking a photo, but he treats it as theoretical knowledge and takes notes from beginning to end.

I'm afraid that people who are richer and more handsome than you will work harder than you.