Johann Strauss's "Blue Danube" by the couch has begun its fourth cycle, and I don't know when, it has already rained outside the window, and the raindrops have fallen on the marble steps in front of Gu's calligraphy and painting shop, making a rustling sound.

Gu Weijing stared blankly at the sketch in his hand, as if he didn't realize it.

If you're a long-distance runner, you must have experienced this.

At a certain moment of running, suddenly the exhaustion disappears, dopamine is secreted rapidly, your breathing and heartbeat are accelerating, the world becomes quiet, and a steady stream of power rushes up from the ground to your body.

You are obviously tired, but you are ecstatic, like an angel with wings for you.

Kinesthetically this situation is referred to as exhaustion cycles, and RB manga artists who love middle two like to crown the "realm of the gods" once in a lifetime, "zero" status, and so on in the hot-blooded sports manga of "Shonen Jump".

And Gu Weijing feels like this.

For the past thirty minutes, he had hardly stopped brushing, the sawdust scraped by the sharpener had become a small pile, and there were many haphazard scattered on the wooden floor, and his fingers and wrists were numb from the continuous intense work.

Gu Weijing ignored it.

The moment the pencil landed on the watercolor paper to draw the first line segment, he felt what it means to be professional.

It was not long before he completed an oil painting that was also based on a model of a Mercedes-Benz classic car.

If he used to paint "copying", now he paints "precision".

If the original talent allowed him to draw "like", now his professional level of skills allows him to draw "real".

The disparity was hopeless and ecstatic to him.

Parallel line method, stacking method, flat coating ...... Occasionally, he would use a watering can to spray a little mist on the water-soluble pencil on the drawing paper to neutralize the color halo, and various techniques appeared alternately in his mind like a conditioned reflex.

Each line segment and handwriting is as if it had been measured with an industrial laser printer, and the straight line drawn by hand has almost no millimeter error.

The unique graininess of colored pencils is like an old-fashioned film full of time, vividly showing all aspects of this car model, and even the unique moisturizing feeling of resin is vividly brought into play.

The skill had already ended quietly when Gu Weijing made the last stroke, and he was just reminiscing about that afterglow now.

【Sketch lv.3 semi-professional (351/1000)】On the panel in front of me, my sketching experience has increased by more than 100 points, and several other skills have also improved in different sizes from a dozen to dozens of points.

Just half an hour under the blessing of the master's painting foundation is almost equivalent to his hard work in the past year.

Gu Weijing raised his head, put down the painting, and laughed silently.

If you have to find an example to describe his current mood.

That is probably Guo Jing, who has been practicing the second-rate martial arts in the Mongolian desert for more than ten years, and the shock of seeing the great master Hong Qigong play the eighteen palms of the dragon for the first time after coming to the Central Plains.

For heaven and earth are so vast.

……

"That's a good idea."

Old Man Gu leaned on the window outside the door, looked at the scene in the gallery, and nodded secretly.

The old man's original name was Gu Tongxiang, born in the forties of the last century, and he took a paintbrush for a lifetime, and he is also well-known in Myanmar.

He has two sons, but the eldest son has limited talent, and Gu Weijing's father did not inherit any artistic cells, studied finance in college, and now works in a small but historic private bank in France.

The most promising successor to the profession of painter in the family is this talented grandson Gu Weijing.

Shortly after the Spring Festival, he was originally visiting old customers outside, and after receiving a text message from his grandson informing him of the underworld's door-to-door visit, he was worried and immediately drove back in a hurry.

He returned to Gu's calligraphy and painting shop more than ten minutes ago, looking at the closed door, hanging a sign that was temporarily closed, and no one answered when he called his mobile phone, worried that something had happened at home, so he leaned on the window of the book gallery and looked in, and saw Gu Weijing who was holding a colored pencil.

Gu Tongxiang looked at Gu Weijing's concentration on painting inside, and felt a little relieved.

"There is calmness."

The old man has been in the art market for half his life, and has seen all kinds of scammers who deceive the world in the name of artists, and he has also seen countless talented young people who have spent half their lives and no one cares about them, and finally regretted saying goodbye to the industry and finding another way.

The painter industry is very cruel.

They have to fight for talent, hard work, skills, background, teachers, genres, and resources...... You may become famous overnight because of the appreciation of nobles, or you may be reincarnated by Van Gogh but you are depressed and desolate.

After all, even if it was the real Van Gogh, the world used to think that he was crazy, didn't he?

Look at those who spend their days touring the mountains and rivers on a private jet, or vacationing on a million-dollar private island in the Pacific Ocean, known as "Collecting Wind". It takes more than half a year to paint a painting, and the artists who have only painted a painting and a painting that has been auctioned for tens of millions of dollars in the autumn are infinitely beautiful and at ease.

But how many such people are there?

Their feet were full of thousands of bones that had fallen on the path called Dreams. Those 90% of low-level painters may not even be able to afford a good canvas, they are the true portrayal of this profession.

For many years, young people who have studied art and painting have only seen the good of this industry, and they can't bear the hardships of this industry. Eventually, when I was in college, I changed careers, such as cover drawing for fashion magazines, fashion design, art color grading in the post-production of film and television, and even studying civil engineering and architecture......

These are all good, but after all, they are still far away from the profession of painters.

Gu Tongxiang has been in the industry for so many years, not because he loves his grandson and the house, but because there are really few young people who are not yet eighteen years old who have just been lured by the underworld, and there is still this calm calm atmosphere of picking up a paintbrush and detaching from things.

Having a better impression of hard-working young people is something that is common to almost all older painters.

"Huh? Drawing models again? ”

Old man Gu Tongxiang frowned again, he knew that his grandson had a good grasp of spatial structure, and he usually handed in homework or amateur creation, and liked to draw some mechanical models or something.

Through the glass, the old man couldn't see clearly what Gu Weijing was painting now, but the antique car model on the coffee table and the oil painting work that was drying naturally in the corner could be seen clearly.

"How many times have I told him, but I haven't studied my painting skills and improved the stability of my brushwork day after day. Talent alone has no future. “

The old man was a little angry in his heart.

To be honest, he has always felt that his grandson's talent for spatial reproduction may not be a good thing for a painter.

Not to mention Brother Hao and others who came to the door.

Painting itself is also about genres.

Whether you want to admit it or not, only in terms of the ability to record reality, painting is beaten by modern photography.

Painting too much is sometimes a disadvantage. It is not as real as photography, but it lacks the agility of a painter, which is completely a shortcoming of the two art forms.

Painting a good picture of a medieval church can be canonized as a miracle or something, but there is only one way to hit the street in the modern art market.

The top galleries and the oil painting economists are looking for the next Manet, the next Cézanne, the next Picasso, not the second Picasso.

They will spend a penny crazy for promising young people, but they will not spend a penny on poor imitators.

Although Gu Weijing has outstanding talent for grasping space, his basic skills in painting can only be called good among his peers.

For young painters, only solid basic skills are the foundation for the future establishment of the school.

There is only one practice, and there is no room for opportunism.

"It's time to talk to him, his age is the day to practice the basic skills in a down-to-earth manner, honestly learn the lines, learn the structure, learn the color, and never just lie on the talent to waste time."

The old man saw that Gu Weijing had finally put down his paintbrush, so he knocked heavily on the window.

……

Gu Weijing heard the sound of knocking on the window behind him, turned his head and saw his grandfather's somewhat unhappy face, and he realized that there were several missed calls on the mobile phone on the side at this time.

He opened the door.

"Drawing, colored pencil drawing?"

Gu Tongxiang, who walked into the calligraphy and painting shop, didn't say a word about the bald head coming to the door, but asked straight to the point.

"Yes, the feel is up......"

Gu Weijing just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by his grandfather.

"That's a good thing, colored pencil drawings are a great way to test a person's proficiency in moving a pen. However, you should try to focus on the basics of painting as much as possible. It's not enough to just draw like it. Look at these lines of yours......"

Gu Tongxiang picked up the painting on the table.

In the eyes of an old painter like him, it is always not difficult to find fault with a painting, especially the works of a young painter like Gu Weijing who has not yet gone to a serious art academy.

There are thousands of handwritings in a painting, and there are always times when you are negligent, maybe the line segments are not clean, or the color is too thick, or the light is not clear.

Even if it is an experienced old painter, it is impossible to achieve perfection in the work that has taken such a short period of time, and there are no mistakes and omissions.

He lowered his head and glanced at the painting, ready to pick out some imperfect flaws.

Then came the second look.

However, it was a third look.

Old Man Gu suddenly stopped talking.