The second day was Su Qingluan's sketching class every five days.

When you first start sketching, you don't draw the real thing directly - even the simplest thing.

Because no matter how simple and common the physical object is, there are few particularly regular single geometric objects. In order to accurately base the perspective proportions, it is essential to start with a single geometric drawing.

It's like learning the stroke order and strokes before writing, otherwise the foundation is not solid, no matter how magnificent the building is, it is also a castle on the beach, and it will collapse when a wave hits.

Of course, the drawings of the model were drawn by Su Qingluan, and the final pouring model was made by Mu Xingzhi.

It is precisely because at the beginning it was basically a sketch of landscape geometry, and after a few classes, some people gradually began to lose their patience.

This kind of "impatience" does not mean that their own patience has deteriorated, but because they do not recognize Su Qingluan's ability.

Of course, after all, it was in front of Mu Xingzhi, and the few people on the other side were not too much, but the yin and yang weirdness was indispensable.

"Every day, let's draw these squares and cylinders, but I don't know what we can do."

"Maybe I'm going to do something high-level design another day."

"At that time, Mrs. Su will definitely invite us to open our eyes, hahahaha......"

Regarding the cynicism of several people, Mu Xingzhi did not immediately stop him, but just looked at Su Qingluan.

His meaning is obvious: since you are a "teacher", your "students" also need you to convince them by yourself.

Su Qingluan himself also had this intention, so he didn't pay attention to the other party's yin and yang weirdness, and only smiled: "My 'sketch' is not like traditional ink painting, paying attention to artistic conception more than image, but like a gongbi painting, it is realistic. ”

"Hmph, such a horizontal and vertical object, any way to draw can be 'realistic'." There was a painter who was good at fine brushwork and muttered.

Su Qingluan looked over when he heard this: "Since this is the case, then let's draw something that is not so 'horizontal and vertical' today." What are you good at? ”

These were screened out by Mu Xingzhi, not to mention everyone on the same side, but also made achievements in painting, all of them were arrogant, and they couldn't wait for their eyes to be born on the top of their foreheads. Hearing Su Qingluan's question, several people proudly reported what they were best at.

There are those who are good at landscapes, those who are good at flowers and birds, and those who are good at people.

Su Qingluan nodded: "Since this is the case, then how about we choose the natural scenery, flowers, birds, and characters, and show our painting skills to compete?" ”

Several people were stunned, and they couldn't help but hesitate and be stunned. One of them looked at Su Qingluan uncertainly: "You have to deal with the seven of us at the same time?" ”

Su Qingluan smiled: "Although there are seven people, what everyone is good at is repeated, so there are only three topics." In and out of the words, it was clear that she wanted to be more than one enemy.

"This ......" several painters on the other side looked at each other, "It's not fair to Su Niangzi......"

So it should be said that it is worthy of being a person who has been selected by Mu Xing, not to mention anything else, the basic character is still guaranteed, and there is no guy who gets carried away all of a sudden-Su Qingluan thought so. Then, she smiled and said, "So didn't I prescribe the question of the competition?" There are a lot of you, so I'll set the topic, no problem, right? ”

The people on the other side obviously had no opinion, and even took it for granted.

Su Qingluan looked around and said loudly: "Although there are two gentlemen who are good at landscapes, there are no great rivers and mountains in front of them, only small farm yards, which are also interesting." Why don't you just use the door as a frame and draw the scenery from the inside of the door? ”

"Three gentlemen who are good at flowers and birds, please draw a potted camellia plant in that corner."

"As for the two gentlemen who are good at drawing people, they both say, 'beautiful and delicious,' so there is one in the room who can be called a delicacy." Saying that, Su Qingluan looked at Mu Xingzhi teasingly.

Mu Xingzhi knew that Su Qingluan was teasing him, so he smiled slightly: "Qingluan is too modest. ”

Su Qingluan was stunned for a moment, and then reacted that she was ridiculed, so she smiled and said: "Since Mr. Mu is such a good color, then it is natural to choose Songbo for painting characters." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Songbo, who didn't know how to turn on himself, coughed violently, almost not maintaining the image of a tiger.

"Su Niangzi, don't make fun of me." Somber was a little at a loss.

Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Songbo, I won't make you ugly." ”

Somber snorted: "I didn't mean that......"

Although Songbo was forced to become the object of the depiction, Mu Xingzhi didn't seem to see the rescue gaze sent by Songbo, but instead watched the excitement with a posture full of interest.

Everyone is a perennial painter, no one has to be a referee to call the time, just agreed to end the morning, and let Songbo be the referee and also serve as the time, Songbo gave an order, and several people started to write.

Only Su Qingluan was just seriously observing the object to be depicted.

After about a bowl of tea, Su Qingluan began to write.

For a person like her, who has her own skills and has not slackened off in practice, if the sketch is not considered to be colored, the life-size bust can only be completed in about an hour. As for the garden and bonsai, because it is a still life landscape, it is a little faster than the figures.

So Su Qingluan didn't go to class on this day, and the content of the "class" completely became a sketch practice class - at least for Su Qingluan himself.

In order not to interfere with each other, Mu Xingzhi sat in the position of "referee" to prevent the two sides from interfering with each other.

Freehand ink painting is the first part of the painter to complete because it only pays attention to artistic conception; The gongbi painting is obviously more complicated and detailed, but it was also completed in front of Su Qingluan; And Su Qingluan became the last person to complete his painting among all of them.

However, when those painters saw Su Qingluan's words, they only had to breathe in one after another, and they couldn't say anything.

"Oh, the color and texture on this vein, is it really drawn?"

"Oh my God, I can feel the courtyard side, the broken wall skin is about to fall off!"

"Oh my God, she's got a picture of the direction of Songber's beard and the top of his hair!" Someone exclaimed.

Even, not only the direction and texture of the hair, but even how ordinary it is, Su Qingluan also paints it vividly—even the wrinkles on Songbo's face, and even the pores on his face.

This level of detail cannot be compared even with gongbi painting, because one of the biggest drawbacks of China's local painting techniques is that the "perspective" effect is not well mastered. Because of this, it feels like a "piece of paper" to draw something that is obviously three-dimensional.

Perspective, on the other hand, can make up for this shortcoming.