Chapter 45 Painting the Rainbow Goddess (You have one vote, I have one vote, and the deer will make her debut tomorrow)
For every art student, creating is undoubtedly a painful and joyful thing.
To put it mildly, every art student is like a god when he paints and creates.
Create a picture that is just for you.
Sugisawa is undoubtedly lucky, he is really creating a new evolutionary direction for species at the moment.
But it is also much more difficult and needs to be reasonable.
And he doesn't know what the consequences of failure will be.
Is it the deterioration of the qualifications of the painting demon, or the failure of the bloodline evolution, or what other price will there be?
These are unknowns, so he has been hesitant to put pen to paper.
Inspiration is only inspiration after all, and it is very difficult to put it into practice.
After hesitating for a long time, Sugisawa still picked up the paintbrush in his hand.
This time he was not using a brush to paint, and it would be more appropriate to use oil painting materials in this case.
There is room for modification in oil painting, but Chinese painting is about doing it in one go, and there is not much room for adjustment.
Sugisawa first used brown paint to draw the general shape of a woman.
The lines clearly outline her perfect curves, and she sits among the irises to show her charm.
All body language is about one thing, and that is the ultimate seduction.
Sugisawa is still very satisfied with this direction of iris evolution.
When Sugisawa applied color to the painting with a single stroke, his brow furrowed.
I always felt that something wasn't quite right.
Irises do have the meaning of beauty, but she is not the goddess of beauty.
It seems that something goes wrong with this layer of logic.
And the true rainbow goddess is supposed to bring good souls to heaven.
This is the function of the rainbow goddess, looking at the graceful body on the screen, Sugisawa feels more and more inappropriate.
He only cares about giving this picture what he thinks is beautiful, but he doesn't think about whether it is appropriate or not.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with beauty, but you can't abandon the basics.
For such a god without a clear portrait, all the content of the picture is the key point to support her rationality.
Sugisawa's brain is like a high-speed computer at the moment.
I am constantly thinking about the rationality of this.
Artistic creation is sometimes emotional, but the rational component is also important.
The emotional content is to make the picture wonderful, and the rational part is to support a complete picture.
The woman in this portrayal is a qualified goddess of beauty, but she is not a suitable goddess of the rainbow.
Sugisawa picked up the brush again and drew a picture of heaven in his mind above the iris bush behind the woman.
But the problem doesn't actually appear in the background of the picture.
There is always a problem with the subject of the picture.
Sugisawa was a little melancholy, and turned his head to look at the curious hair lying on his lap.
Sugisawa smiled, for the sake of his cub, what does it matter if his brain wants to explode.
Looking at his swaying body, Sugisawa's eyes lit up.
Why does the rainbow goddess have to be the image of a person, and why can't it be the flower itself?
Thinking of this, Sugisawa adjusted the train of thought in his mind and quickly adjusted the content of the picture.
Sugisawa continues to revise, and a fluttering fleur-de-lis appears in the picture.
Sugisawa changed the original golden leaves to a pale gold color.
Intricate patterns are depicted as embellishments to make it more holy.
Each petal is like a holy soul displayed in front of the world.
The originally painted paradise background was also deleted by Sugisawa.
Is there a heaven on earth?
Perhaps, but Sugisawa doesn't care, because the main body of the petals that are emitted at this moment is heaven!
At this point in the painting, Sugisawa feels that there is still something lacking, and since there is heaven, the corresponding hell should also exist.
So I drew a double pedicle on the side of the original petals, and the color on the other side was a deep zi se.
The faint silver veins attached to it resembled the opening of the giant jaws of the Nine Hells.
Sugisawa didn't know if it was okay to deal with it like this, but it came from his truest thoughts.
Lonely yin is not yang, lonely yang is not yin.
In this respect, this is the right choice.
Ancient Greek mythology was written by humans, so Sugisawa wanted to break the mold.
Create the appearance of the strongest demon in his heart.
Sugisawa now has a new understanding of this canvas.
Take history as a mirror, reform the old and make the new.
Only in this way can you truly become a demon painter who stands proudly in the world.
When the last stroke fell, a sense of divine oppression that was far more vast than Qingqiu and the Holy Armor descended on the Demon Painting Space.
Sugisawa touched the head of the iris dotingly, and of course he didn't ignore the holy armor and Qingqiu.
After also stroking it, he was directly knocked out of the demon painting space in a coma.
When Sugisawa was painting, he didn't care about the loss of his aura at all.
Although it is far more powerful at this moment than when it was when it first painted the demon disciples, it has already consumed a huge amount.
Regarding the direction of evolution, Sugisawa can be said to have spent all his energy.
I was in a coma until noon the next day, when I got up from bed.
At the moment, the stomach is empty and the head is dizzy, and this excessive consumption of aura is still very heavy on the body.
After Sugisawa got up, he went directly to the cafeteria of the academy as soon as possible.
Completely ignoring the strange eyes of the cafeteria aunt, he devoured it.
"This young man, how old he is, he doesn't know moderation, tsk."
Sugisawa was so determined that he didn't squirt out the food in his mouth.
But what these aunts said is right, Sugisawa really doesn't know moderation, but it's not yellow moderation.
Sugisawa didn't explain, after all, the cafeteria aunts just talked about it.
If he went to explain, these aunts would say happily, maybe tomorrow the rumors will fly all over the sky.
Spread rumors with one mouth, refute rumors and break your legs.
After Sugisawa solved these foods, his physical condition gradually improved.
He took out his communicator directly.
found that there were several pieces of information, all of which were Li Le and Li Huanhuan looking for him.
He simply didn't bother to look at it, and dialed the phone directly.
"Hey, Brother Ze, we thought you had disappeared, and we all wanted to go to the Department of Public Security to report your disappearance."
What came from the microphone was Li Huanhuan's voice with some resentment.
Sugisawa hurriedly spoke:
"I'm so tired these days, the communicator is turned off, and I slept until the afternoon, isn't this the first to call the two of you."
Hearing this, Li Huanhuan's tone eased slightly, and Sugisawa made an appointment with the two of them to meet in the battle hall.
At the moment, he really wanted to see what kind of ability Fa Fa had after activating the bloodline.
So he found Li Le and Li Huanhuan to accompany him to practice, and of course, by the way, he also found Xiangxiang to help him recover.