"What are you doing? Why are they all crammed to the back? ”

Seeing the time of acceptance, Chai Yinbo hurriedly came to the event site.

But as soon as I entered the door, I found this strange image.

Everyone huddled to the back of the room with their backs to him, as if ...... What performances are being enjoyed.

But the silent atmosphere made him feel a little weird.

So many people gathered together, let alone talking, and not even the slightest sound came out!

He'd never seen such a strange scene!

I couldn't help shouting.

After hearing their own voices, all the students turned their heads in unison.

There was still a shock on his face that had not completely faded.

This scene frightened Chai Yinbo, and his body involuntarily leaned back a little.

What's going on, this is!

Why is it all such an expression?

What the hell??

"How..... What's going on? What do you see? ”

A male student from the painting department showed a trace of bitterness on his face: "Mr. Chai, we are looking at a work!" ”

"The work? What works? ”

As he spoke, Chai Yinbo stepped forward.

The crowd automatically flashed out of a small path, and at the end of the road stood Han Shuang, Han Shuang was holding a sketchpad in his hand.

Chai Yinbo first glanced at Han Shuang suspiciously, and then looked around.

After finding that most of them had focused their attention on the strange boy, he moved his gaze to Han Shuang again.

Intuition told him that the problem was with this tall, handsome, indifferent boy with a hint of helplessness!

"What the hell is going on?"

Chai Yinbo looked at Han Shuang and asked in a deep voice.

Han Shuang shrugged: "I don't know, after they saw my paintings, they ..... That's it. ”

"Your paintings? What department are you from? Why do you think you're so raw? ”

Yan Ling hurriedly explained: "Teacher Chai, his name is Han Shuang, he is from the music composition department, and he just joined the club today. ”

Han Shuang?

Chai Yinbo felt that the name was a little familiar for no reason.

"Give me the sketchpad."

Han Shuang didn't think much about it, and handed over the sketchpad casually.

When Chai Yinbo took over the drawing board, almost all the students had a faint excitement and expectation in their eyes.

Taking over the drawing board, Chai Yinbo moved his gaze to the drawing paper with an indifferent face.

Then, frowning, he subconsciously raised the drawing board a little higher, so that he could see the painting more clearly.

Then he let out an exclamation: "! Is this a photo of Jieyu pasted on? ”

Seeing him react like this, the onlookers smiled again, 'I knew he would react like this'.

A female classmate said with a smile: "Teacher Chai, you always bring your eyes to take a good look, this is not a photo, it is a drawing!" ”

Sketching is not like oil painting, which is completely about rhyme and meaning.

The intuitive way to test his sketching skills is to see if his paintings are realistic.

Of course, this is the most basic test method.

For a good sketch, realism is only the foundation, and secondly, it depends on the shock of the work and the beauty of the lines.

If you can combine these three elements in a sketch work, you will have at least one level of painting skills.

Han Shuang's painting, no matter who it is, will definitely be attracted by the soft gaze in the painting at first glance.

Those talking eyes seem to carry the purest truth, goodness, and beauty in the world, which can bring a shock to the viewer's heart!

Why is it that everyone is shocked at first sight when they see the portrait, because they are too familiar with the girl in the painting.

They had never seen this girl's gaze so gentle and watery.

And the characters in the painting are so realistic and natural, as if a real person is smiling at you in the painting.

This strong contrast explodes in my mind the moment I see the painting!

Qi Qi showed a shocked expression, and it was not surprising.

And Chai Yinbo's sentence of 'photo' is undoubtedly the greatest praise for this work.

The word "photo" represents a meticulous reproduction, representing both physical and spiritual skills.

......

Chai Yinbo pushed his glasses and lowered his head to take a closer look at the painting.

He looked very seriously, his eyes moved very slowly, as if he was unwilling to let go of every detail.

It is like a master taster holding a magnifying glass to distinguish the authenticity of antiques, with a solemn expression and meticulous attitude.

In the process of looking at the paintings, the scene returned to a state of tranquility.

It's just that everyone's expressions are no longer shocked, and their eyes jump on Chai Yinbo, Sketchpad, and Han Shuang from time to time.

After about three minutes, Chai Yinbo looked up at Han Shuang and asked solemnly, "How many years have you been learning to paint?" Who did you learn from? ”

Han Shuang didn't answer immediately, but said with a smile: "You can ask that girl, she can answer your question." ”

Chai Yinbo was not displeased by Han Shuang's perfunctory attitude, but followed the direction he was looking and set his eyes on Bai Qingqing.

Asked: "Qingqing, do you know him well?" ”

Bai Qingqing didn't want to be distressed at this time!

Three hours ago, she also made a lot of nonsense, saying that Han Shuang was a painter from a wild road, and that he was not worthy of participating in this sketching activity.

However, Han Shuang used a near-perfect work to press her face to the ground and rub it hard!

Pete is almost wiped off!

She just wanted to get as far away from Han Shuang as possible now, but the latter pushed her out.

What do you want her to say?

Haven't touched a paintbrush in years?

But how do you explain this sketch?

Could it be painted by someone who hasn't held a paintbrush in years?

Someone has to believe it, okay?

"Well, Mr. Chai, actually..... I..... I don't know Han Shuang very well, but we had a meal together last night. ”

As soon as Bai Qingqing's words came out, she immediately got a rebuttal from a girl she didn't know.

"Bai Qingqing, didn't you say that just now? You tell us that this person hasn't touched a paintbrush in three years, and that she doesn't have any sketching knowledge. ”

"Haven't touched a paintbrush in three years?"

Chai Yinbo's expression was extremely strange.

People who don't know anything about painting may believe this point of view, but Chai Yinbo won't believe it even if he is killed!

Not to mention anything else, just the smooth lines of the hair, let alone three years, even if it is shelved for three months, don't want to play such an effect!

"Boy, who the hell are you?"

Han Shuang still said the same and said lightly: "I am a student in the composition department, and I have had a strong interest in painting since I was a child, especially sketching, and I have a very special talent. As for the so-called three years without touching a paintbrush, it is a bit exaggerated. I also practiced privately during this time, but not so often. ”

There are many doubts about this answer, but Chai Yinbo didn't ask in detail, and then asked the second question: "So, you don't have a teacher?" ”

Han Shuang shook his head.

Chai Yinbo's eyes were very complicated, and he muttered: "No teacher can comprehend this level, it is really extremely rare!" ”

Then he asked a third question: "Do you know Jieyu?" ”

Han Shuang shook his head again.

Chai Yinbo was puzzled: "You haven't seen her, how can you draw her happy?" ”

After thinking for a while, Han Shuang explained: "I just want to match this face with the most comfortable eyes, that's all." ”

Chai Yinbo glanced at Han Shuang strangely again, and then walked to the podium with a drawing board.

took out the photo in the light box and put the work painted by Han Shuang into it.

Under the perspective of soft lighting, a dignified, gentle, atmospheric, rich and infinitely soft beauty of the city jumped on the paper!

No matter where you are in the room, you can see the ...... She smiles at you.