Then, Yuan Yuan was stunned for a moment. Because the painting does not attract the surrounding aura, and furthermore, it does not shimmer with red light.

This painting did not make a spiritual painting.

Failed, he actually failed.

This was Yuan Yuan's first failure. In the past, he used paper and paint that contained spiritual energy to paint paintings, and none of them failed, but they all achieved spiritual paintings.

But there are levels of quality.

Who would have thought that this first watercolor painting using paper and pigments containing aura would actually fail.

In an instant, Yuan Yuan's inner frustration, disappointment, self-denial and other emotions surged up.

Yuan Yuan turned his head to look at the side, there were already many people who had achieved spiritual painting. The people who have achieved the spiritual painting have a little smile on their faces, and they are obviously quite satisfied with their achievements.

There are also those who have not achieved spiritual painting, but these people immediately took out a piece of paper containing spiritual energy and began to prepare to redraw.

In terms of psychological quality, Yuan Yuan obviously lost to them.

At this time, a timid voice sounded, "Brother Yuan, I have some suggestions for your paintings, do you want to listen?"

Yuan Yuan looked to the side, only to see Lu Qi looking at him, with a little apprehension, a little uneasiness, and a little worry on his face.

This concern is clearly a concern for him. Yuan Yuan's grades have always been very good, but today he didn't achieve a spirit painting, so you can imagine how big a blow it hit him.

Lu Qi also understands this very well.

Yuan Yuan nodded, "What's the matter, Brother Lu just say it, I'm glad to hear your suggestions and opinions." ”

Lu Qi turned to the side and pointed at Yuan Yuan's painting.

"Here, the leaves of the orchids, and the flowers, are too raw with pigments. Although the leaves and flower colors of this orchid look very pure, in fact, a lot of warm pigments are added to the dark part to reconcile it. ”

"And the leaves, the edges of the flowers, are a little hasty, a little rough. If you are patient and handle the edges well, it will definitely be different. Lu Qi said.

Listening to Lu Qi's words, Yuan Yuan looked at his paintings, and then looked at the fan paintings hanging on the wall, and sure enough, Lu Qi pointed out the shortcomings very correctly.

Yuan Yuan nodded, "Thank you, Brother Lu." Your mastery of fine brushwork is very high, but I didn't expect your watercolor painting attainment to be so high. ”

Lu Qideng's face flushed, "Brother Yuan, I like watercolor and gongbi very much, so it is understandable that I practice a lot in private, and my level is slightly higher than that of others." If you have me practicing watercolor painting so much, definitely stronger than me. ”

Yuan Yuan smiled, "That's not necessarily." ”

Although Yuan Yuan said so, in fact, in his heart, he also deeply agreed with Lu Qi's words.

In his previous and present lives, he only painted six watercolor paintings, and it is understandable that he used paper and pigment containing spiritual energy for the first time.

Thinking of this, and thinking of the shortcomings that Lu Qi pointed out to him, Yuan Yuan took out a piece of watercolor paper containing aura again.

Take down the failed drawing, put it at your feet, and fix the blank paper to the drawing board.

Looking at Fan's painting and looking at the blank drawing paper, Yuan Yuan took a deep breath and then began to draw.

......

Because there are many people who have achieved spiritual painting, and these people have completed their work, some people have started to walk around the studio.

Look at other people's paintings, talk, gossip.

There are also some people who are deeply worried about their relatives and friends, surrounding Zhuang Yuan, looking for news about the epidemic.

There was a bit of commotion in the studio.

None of this had anything to do with Yuan Yuan, Yuan Yuan was immersed in the painting, and he didn't even notice that Lu Qi next to him was staring at him with a bit of affection.

"Yes, the color of the dark part of the flowers and leaves should not be too pure, and some raw ochre should be added to reconcile it. ”

"The dark color of the flowers should not be too raw, and it should be slightly tempered with some earthy yellow. In this way, the color of the dark part is enriched and not so raw. ”

"And the flowers, the edges of the flowers. Control the flow of the paint so that it doesn't run out of the edges. Also, the edges must be firmly placed to make the edges smooth. ”

......

Just as Yuan Yuan was about to make the last stroke, a yin and yang strange voice sounded next to him.

This voice is naturally Peng Jiahai, Peng Jiahai saw the painting that Yuan Yuan put at his feet, and did not achieve spiritual painting, so he said, "It turns out that Yuan Da's first painting did not achieve spiritual painting, I don't know what will happen to this one?

After Peng Jiahai said this, there were four eyes next to him that looked at him like not killing people.

The two eyes were naturally Lu Qi, and the other two were Zhang Xiangfeng, who was standing behind Yuan Yuan and quietly watching Yuan Yuan's paintings.

It is very bad behavior to disturb other people's paintings, so Peng Jiahai's behavior caused the anger of Lu Qi and Zhang Xiangfeng.

Peng Jiahai was unaware, and looked at Yuan Yuan with gloating eyes.

Yuan Yuan didn't reply, took the pen, poured the painting yuan, and then dropped the last stroke.

When he dropped the last stroke, he even held his breath, for fear that something would go wrong.

Then, he felt a madness of aura rushing towards his painting, and then the painting emitted a red light: the spiritual painting was completed, and he succeeded. He finally succeeded.

The joy of this success is too great, and it is greater than the previous paintings.

Yuan Yuan had a little smile on his face, and looking at his paintings, he was also full of emotion in his heart.

Peng Jiahaiden was a little annoyed.

He achieved the spiritual painting, and he wandered around the studio, only to find that Yuan Yuan's first painting did not achieve the spiritual painting, so he made a sarcastic voice.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Yuan's second painting was immediately a spiritual painting, and it was still of the highest quality, which was really a slap in the face.

Seeing that Yuan Yuan had achieved spiritual painting, Lu Qi and Zhang Xiangfeng were both happy for Yuan Yuan.

Zhang Xiangfeng looked at Peng Jiahai, "Senior Brother Yuan's achievements are high-grade spiritual paintings, unlike a certain person, but he has achieved medium-grade spiritual paintings, so he came here to shout and show off." ”

Peng Jia Hayden was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood: indeed, he achieved a medium-grade spiritual painting. He also often sighs in his heart, why is his performance so good every time.

And now, I didn't expect Zhang Xiangfeng to say this, which just hit his sore spot. He suddenly felt that Zhang Xiangfeng was too hateful, even more hateful than Yuan Yuan.

Then, he looked at Yuan Yuan's gaze with a little calculation and a little pride: Let you be arrogant first, and after tomorrow, see how arrogant you are.

Peng Jiahai didn't refute Zhang Xiangfeng's words, turned around and left. made Zhang Xiangfeng a little confused.

Then, Yuan Yuan included the spirit painting in the painting book, took out a watercolor paper containing spiritual energy, fixed it on the drawing board, and then began to paint "Bingtan Cold Quenching Grass" for the third time.

Seeing Yuan Yuan working so hard, Zhang Xiangfeng also turned his head and left, ready to start painting another painting of "Bingtan Cold Quenching Grass".

Lu Qi, on the other hand, has already begun to paint the third painting.

When class was about to end, the studio was quiet.

The restless hearts of all the students seemed to have quieted down. Most people are starting to paint a second or third.

Even, after Zhuang Yuan announced the end of class, many people did not move in their positions.

Seeing these students working so hard, Zhuang Yuan nodded with satisfaction, and then turned around and left.

Yuan Yuan painted the third painting "Cold Quenching Grass in the Ice Pool", just to feel it well, to experience his mastery of watercolor pigments and the control of the fluidity of watercolor pigments.

Drawing the second painting "Bingtan Cold Quenching Grass", Yuan Yuan gained a lot. He wanted to experience these things again. Let this experience be completely mastered by him, let this experience be deeply rooted in his memory, in his hands.

Therefore, Yuan Yuan did not stop, and began to paint the third painting.

This time, Yuan Yuan's speed increased.

If other painters were allowed to watch Yuan Yuan's paintings, he would definitely think that Yuan Yuan was an experienced watercolor painter.

Because whether it is the control of color, or the grasp of the picture, or the control of the fluidity of pigments, Yuan Yuan gives people the feeling that he is too skilled.

It doesn't look like a person who has only painted a few watercolors......

Yuan Yuan finished painting the third painting "Ice Pool Cold Quenching Grass".

This painting has also achieved a spiritual painting, although it is only a medium grade, but after all, it has achieved a spiritual painting.

And Yuan Yuan has a little more grasp of watercolor painting in his heart.

At this time, two quarters of an hour had passed since the end of class. There are only a few people in the studio, and they continue to paint.

Yuan Yuan turned his head sideways and saw Lu Qi next to him, who had also finished painting the third "Bingtan Cold Quenching Grass" and was waiting for him.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then began to pack up their painting tools.

After cleaning up, the two walked out of the studio hand in hand.

Although the epidemic ravaged Junyang, it did not affect the art academy, and the painting academy was still quiet and peaceful.

It's been a long time since class ended, so there are no people on the main road, and it's not the same as before. Yuan Yuan and Lu Qi enjoyed such a peaceful feeling, and walked slowly while talking.

Wu Da Niu and Lu Rouge followed behind them.

When I went back, I realized that Zhen Bao had been waiting for him and Wu Daniu for a long time. The meal was already warm.

During the meal, Yuan Yuan told Zhen Bao the news and decision that Wu Liancheng said today.

Zhen Bao nodded, not paying much attention.

Painters and warriors, because of their painting and vitality to temper their bodies, are much stronger than ordinary people, and their ability to resist diseases is much stronger, so painters and warriors are almost never sick.

Therefore, although the epidemic spread widely and seemed to be more serious, it would not affect Yuan Yuan and Wu Daniu, so Zhen Bao didn't care.

In the afternoon, Zhuang Yuan did not come.

Because I finished my homework and didn't have to come to class, many students didn't come.

There were many more students who saw that the teacher did not come, so they came to the studio and left again.

Most of those who did not come and those who left later have gone home to visit their loved ones.

The studio was deserted.

Yuan Yuan painted three more "Bingtan Cold Quenching Grass", and all of them achieved high-grade spiritual paintings.

The next day, Yuan Yuan got up very early according to the previous time, and after getting up, he was about to practice martial arts, but he found that he didn't see Wu Da Niu.

"Bao Ye, where is the big cow?"