Zhong Yu's pupils shook.

Sketching is a basic course that all art students must learn, but any master of painting must first be a master of sketching, and there is no master without the foundation of sketching.

There are even some masters of painting who believe that:

Without color, sketching is everything.

Not to mention whether this view is valid, at least the importance of drawing to painting is self-evident, which is why Zhong Yu is already a junior in the art department and is still practicing sketching.

For Zhong Yu, who has studied sketching for many years, he thinks his level is not bad.

But today, such a perception was completely shattered by a sophomore student in ten minutes!

“......”

Lin Yuan looked at Zhong Yu's feet fixedly.

Zhong Yu woke up like a dream, his face was quickly filled with smiles, and he caught the cleaning tool in Lin Yuan's hand: "Great God, how can you let you do this kind of rough work, I'll clean up!"

Without waiting for Lin Yuan to speak, Zhong Yu first cleaned the eraser under his seat.

Then he helped Lin Yuan to sit in his place, and said enthusiastically: "My name is Zhong Yu, a junior in the art department!"

"My name is Lin Yuan. ”

"Okay, okay, Great God Lin Yuan, you sit down first, and we'll talk when I'm done cleaning!"

As he spoke, Zhong Yu quickly walked towards the student next to him, and the smile on his face disappeared: "You, get up." ”

"Brother Zhong?"

The other party immediately got up, and while his expression was a little stunned, he hurriedly said: "How can I let you clean, I'll come......"

"No, I don't. ”

Zhong Yu finished cleaning the other party's position, and then moved to the next position, and there was no refusal in his flat tone: "You get up." ”

"Okay. ”

Zhong Yu's cleaning efficiency was much higher than Lin Yuan's.

He swept anywhere, sometimes without even opening his mouth, and the members of the community who sat there would take the initiative to get up.

Cleaned up.

Zhong Yu put the broom away, didn't know where to move a small chair, smiled again, and sat beside Lin Yuan diligently:

"Okami, can you teach me how to draw?"

Lin Yuan shook his head: "It's too troublesome." ”

Zhong Yu's smile was still there: "You just need to change my painting like you did just now." ”

Lin Yuan frowned: "There are too many things to change." ”

The amount of work is too large.

Zhong Yu's smile froze, and he felt that he had been hit: "Is my painting so bad?"

Lin Yuan nodded: "Hmm." ”

Zhong Yu cried with a sad face: "Then the great god, you have to teach me more, of course I will not let the great god you work in vain, if you need anything, you can tell me......"

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Ten minutes was enough time for Zhong Yu to see Lin Yuan's horror.

Even if the teacher of the art department takes action in person, he may not be able to change his painting to the extent in front of him in ten minutes, so Zhong Yu is very sure that he has met the real god today.

If you get the guidance of this kind of great god, it will definitely be a profit!

Lin Yuan's heart moved: "Actually, it's not impossible for me to teach. ”

Zhong Yu was overjoyed: "If you have any requirements, you can just say it." ”

Lin Yuan said seriously: "I have to pay tuition." ”

Zhong Yu suddenly became nervous: "How can the great god charge......

Lin Yuan thought for a while and said, "Two hundred in one hour." ”

Zhong Yu was stunned for a moment.

Lin Yuan thought that his asking price was too high, and when he was about to lower it appropriately, Zhong Yu hurriedly spoke, as if he was afraid that Lin Yuan would regret it:

"Deal!"

He was really frightened at first, thinking that the fee of a great god like Lin Yuan would be a sky-high price, but he didn't expect it to be only two hundred per hour-

It's too conscientious!

In the field of painting in Qinzhou, a great god of this level is not to mention two hundred yuan an hour, even if it is a thousand yuan an hour, I am afraid that some people will be willing to learn!

"Deal!"

Lin Yuan was also very happy, because this price was definitely more than what he could earn by going out to set up a small chair and drawing sketches for passers-by, because he had considered going out to set up a stall to make money, so he also understood the market.

I blamed the system wrong.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish!

Although painting techniques could not bring Lin Yuan the benefits of songs or novels in the short term, he could continue to collect tuition fees by teaching others painting techniques.

A book of ten thousand profits!

Lin Yuan took out his mobile phone and looked at the time and said, "Let's start, it's close to one o'clock now, how many hours do you have to study?"

Honesty in doing business.

Since Lin Yuan charges, he must do his best to teach.

"In this way, the great god, you will copy this painting first, and then we will calculate the time last. ”

Zhong Yu flipped through the album, and finally found the most difficult picture to copy in the album, which depicted a man with curly hair and a beard-

These exuberant hairs alone are enough to kill 80 percent of fine arts students.

"Good. ”

Lin Yuan didn't feel too much difficulty, at most, it was just to spend more time, after all, he had to deal with these vigorous hairs very naturally.

"The pencils are all here. ”

Twenty-one types of pencils are readily available, among which the blunt nib has been used, and Zhong Yu has also carved them quickly.

Lin Yuan began to paint.

Being able to appear in the albums of the students of the art department shows that these copying materials themselves are also from the handiwork of some sketch masters, and Lin Yuan does not dare to say that he will surpass them, but because he is copying, it is not difficult to reproduce them perfectly.

At first, Zhong Yu would ask some questions.

However, as the outline of Lin Yuan's pen gradually became clear, Zhong Yu basically didn't speak much, just looked intently, accompanied by gasps from time to time.

"Whew. ”

Because people pay money, Lin Yuan paints very seriously, his wrists shake rapidly, and there are no mistakes or omissions in some details, and he handles it very well, and his painting speed is far higher than that of ordinary people.

Then.

Behind Lin Yuan, a member of the club passed by, just glanced at Lin Yuan's drawing board casually, and couldn't take his eyes off it anymore, his mouth opened slightly, and then he stood behind and looked at it.

Immediately after that, a new member passed by.

also glanced at Lin Yuan's drawing board, this person decisively put down the matter in his hand, and with a shocked expression, he silently stopped to watch.

One......

Two......

Three......

Four......

More and more members of the club gathered within a hundred and eighty degrees around Lin Yuan, and everyone stared at Lin Yuan who was drawing quickly, and even subconsciously held their breath.

"Alright. ”

Painting made Lin Yuan's spirit very devoted, he didn't notice the movement around him, until he completely completed the copying, only to find that he didn't know when the crowd around him was already crowded, roughly estimated that there were more than two dozen people, and some people could only be squeezed to the periphery.

"it!"

"Cow Pi. ”

"What kind of god is this?"

"Isn't this the legendary Death Copy...... It's the first time I've seen someone copy this uncle!"

"It's too similar, isn't it?"

"Is this the new god of our painting club, and he's a student, this level is too terrifying, I always feel like it's the same level as our class teacher!"

“......”

As Lin Yuan finished painting, a series of exclamations finally came from around, and Zhong Yu, who was sitting next to Lin Yuan, finally felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly got up to drive people away: "Are you all okay, what are you doing here!"

No one wants to go.

Although Zhong Yu is an old veteran of the painting club, there are people in the painting club who are more senior than Zhong Yu, Zhong Yu can't catch up at all, everyone still stares at Lin Yuan's paintings, and some people even try to squeeze to the front to greet Lin Yuan.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind him, and everyone finally stopped pushing and looked at the person behind them, with expressions of awe or nervousness:

"Vice President......"