Professor Yang laughed, and a little bit of evil breath came out, from the time he came in to the present, there were people who spoke ill of each other after walking a few steps, not like words! "Wait, I'll show you another miracle."

Professor Yang walked to the center of the hall and clapped his hands: "Everyone! Check it out! That's right, here! Are you curious about our new dance stars? ”

There was a lot of discussion around, and the people who were originally muttering quietly were replaced by loud questions.

Lu Zhiyuan stood upstairs in the empty room and looked at Professor Yang in the middle of the hall.

Zheng Qiu's elegant old face was almost unbearable, this crazy old man dared to make trouble at her apprenticeship banquet.

Gu Ci blinked, took Master's arm, and looked at Professor Yang.

"Today, I would like to give you a moment to witness a miracle! Are you all curious about why Ms. Zheng Qiu accepted Gu Ci as her apprentice, but did not accept the juniors you recommended who thought she was very powerful! ”

Zheng Qiu's face was ugly and he called the big apprentice: "Knock him down." ”

"That's because your juniors are too vegetable! Take your leave! ”

Zheng Qiu pressed the little apprentice's arm: "Don't go crazy with him, I'll clean him up for you." ”

Gu Ci gently shook the teacher's hand: "It's okay, Professor Yang is very measured, I'll go over and see what the professor is going to do, senior brother, I'll go." ”

Professor Yang watched his future disciple walk towards him without fear, and his back straightened by three points.

Song Yue saw a little more familiarity in this little girl, where was it familiar?

"Take a pen and paper, and let you see what a genius is."

"Teacher ......"

"Don't worry, you can do it, come up with two dance models and give our classmates a little inspiration."

Song Moshan, Song Yue, and all the people who attended the banquet today gathered to see what he was going to do.

Gu Cici was dressed in a small pink dress, holding a paintbrush and a sketch board, and looked at Professor Yang helplessly, but gave people the illusion that she was doting on Professor Yang.

Zheng Qiu looked at the big apprentice, lest someone deliberately embarrass him.

The eldest apprentice stepped forward without hesitation, bringing his dance partner: "I'll come." The two of them put on the classic dance posture that had won awards, lest the little junior sister couldn't see it clearly, and the amplitude of their hands and feet was particularly large.

Professor Yang knocked on the cup excitedly: "Come on!" Come! Witness a moment of miracle! Draw the skin, draw the bones, draw the shape, and draw the meaning, see how our resignation classmates, Ms. Qiu's little apprentice understand this group of dance movements, we asked her to draw it, applaud, the louder the applause, the more motivated the resignation classmates are. ”

The applause rang out.

Song Moshan didn't cooperate and messed around.

Song Yue cooperated, such a young child, everyone present, surnamed Yang Da, who is so confident and not afraid of overturning?

Lu Zhiyuan's gaze fell gently on the words in the middle.

Gu Ci looked at Senior Brother for a moment, and then moved.

She paints very quietly, like a small pine and cypress, growing there, instantly abandoning the noise around her, instantly ethereal and detached.

The pen in Gu Cici's hand is the state of mind, the hobby, the dream, and the bright light of her former life.

The pen in her hand, the twig she picked up, a piece of chalk, a stone, were all her dreams.

The ancient dictionaries were quickly finished and written), tore them off, and soon painted a second one, and she suddenly had the urge to recreate this set of actions of the senior brother.

Although the idea may be immature and a little biased, the hand moves with your heart, and you can't suppress the impulse.

Song Yue was the first to take the painting in Old Man Yang's hand, even if he looked at it with his critical eye, he couldn't find anything wrong with this little girl.

Song Yue was not satisfied with the handover to his father, and his father's eyes were even more poisonous.

Song Moshan saw at a glance that the person who painted had not been systematically exposed to art, or that she had been in contact with it, but she had not followed the rules.

She used the lines very strangely, and the self was messy, but she quickly fused these whimsical lines, these seemingly wrong lines, miraculously made a painting finished, and the whole bone was the same.

This is an excellent sketch that can be used as a textbook.

Song Moshan passed it on.

The people who read the sketches are all old people in the painting industry.

Professor Yang is not nervous at all, their little apprentice is very powerful, and he is bold and bold, obviously he should be obscene, but he doesn't know that Ma Wangye's eyes are the same as Hu Lai, and Hu Lai is just right.

The second picture of the ancient dictionaries has also been painted, it is Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in her eyes, and it is Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai danced by the senior brother and his dance partner.

There are no butterflies, no cocoons, it is the beauty and expectation of passionate death, it is the entangled dandelion, it is freedom, it is liberation.

If the first painting is representational art, then the second painting is the art of appreciation, which is the pleasant, relaxed, open, and bright that anyone who understands art can see, and the person who paints the mood of the person in the painting.

"That's good."

"How could it be different?"

"Was Senior Brother Wei in such a posture just now?"

The ancient words are like a doll that has been withdrawn from the hand of God, and without a pen, she returned to the master obediently and shyly, still a little girl.

This time, the sketch was passed to more people, to the hands of dance artists, they saw more, more clearly, the senior brother who entered the bottleneck on Liang Zhu suddenly had a new understanding, and he was excited to pull the master to ponder new inspiration.

Zheng Qiu annoyed him: "Your little junior sister is still there, so many people are still there!" ”

"Yes, yes, today is the apprenticeship banquet of the junior sister, the junior sister is here, the senior brother will take you to meet the other senior brothers and sisters." Enthusiastic and delighted: "How did you draw it, I didn't know what I wanted to express so contradictory, little junior sister, also draw a picture for your second senior sister, she-"

"Where are you going?"

Senior Brother Wei hurriedly brought the little junior sister back, and failed to sneak away: "Little junior sister, what drama do you like to watch." ”

The discordant voices at the banquet were as if they had been choked to death, and no one admitted to saying it.

"Teacher Zheng's newly accepted apprentice is spiritual."

"No wonder Ms. Zheng accepted the apprentice, I will accept it if I change it, old man Yang, come on, I don't think you can make it, the old Song head is good, give it to the old Song head, the latter is more interesting for the little girl."