April 8th.

Lin Yuan finally came to Qin Yi's painting club.

This is the first time Lin Yuan has come to the club since returning to Qin Yi.

As soon as he entered the door, many people stood up, staring at him with burning eyes, and some asked:

"The great god is back, do you have class today?"

Lin Yuan shook his head back with clouds.

He's not here for class today.

Everyone couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but they didn't pester Lin Yuan, they just followed him subconsciously......

There is a display wall in the club, which is covered with the works of the members of the painting club.

In the past, when Lin Yuan was still there, his works were often pasted, but this has not been the case recently.

Lin Yuan came to the display wall and looked at the works on it.

He needed an assistant now, an assistant who could actually help him draw.

This assistant at least has the strength to be able to climb the display wall.

The paintings on the display wall all mention the name of the painter.

There are several names that Lin Yuan is not unfamiliar with, because some people are frequent visitors to the display wall, just like Lin Yuan also had works hung on the display wall from time to time......

"Luo Wei?"

Lin Yuan's gaze locked on one of the paintings.

This Luo Wei, Lin Yuan had noticed it a few times before.

This person is good at Chinese painting, and the level of Chinese painting is not weaker than Lin Yuan at all, and he has reached the professional level!

Only this time, what Luo Wei showed was not a Chinese painting, but a colored character sketch.

Non-realistic style.

Here's a typical comic book character:

A beautiful girl wearing a crown and a gorgeous long skirt dragging on the red carpet with an indifferent and arrogant expression.

The background seems to be the court.

The carved beams and paintings, the tea cup is exquisite, and even the folds of the girl's skirt are extremely natural, which makes people attracted at a glance.

"The president's painting work is really ingenious!"

There was a sound of emotion on the side, Lin Yuan turned his head to look and found that it was Zhong Yu.

"When I heard that the great god was coming, I immediately rushed over. Zhong Yu explained with a smile.

Lin Yuan nodded, and then asked, "Who is the president?"

"Don't you know...... Well, the president rarely comes to the painting club, and she has to keep taking make-up exams every semester...... Of course, you don't care about this kind of thing, Luo Wei is the president of our painting club. Zhong Yu introduced.

Lin Yuan understood.

At this moment, another voice came from the side, with a hint of laziness and casualness: "Who should I say behind my back that I keep making up exams, it turns out to be Zhong Yu, I only hung up three doors this year." ”

I said this quite proudly.

Zhong Yu's face changed, he turned his head to look at the girl who spoke, and said with a wry smile: "President Luo, why are you walking silently......"

"It's you who look at my paintings, and they're so fascinating. ”

The girl who spoke had her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, her natural melon seed face, her straight nose bridge, her big black eyes, coupled with her tall figure and outstanding bulging, she had a bit of a black and straight demeanor, and her appearance was relatively top even in an art academy like Qin Yi.

The only regret is that she probably has a black scratch on the right side of her face.

People who often sketch should know that it is accidentally left on the face after wiping a high-density sketch such as hair.

She is Luo Wei, the president of the painting club.

"Your face ......"

Zhong Yu's kind reminder.

Luo Wei was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked the girl behind her for a mirror to take a look, and asked for a wet towel to wipe it clean.

Thus, a flawless beauty appeared.

She looked at Lin Yuan and took the initiative to say, "Hello, I'm Luo Wei, I've heard of you for a long time, and I always said I wanted to meet, but I met it today." ”

"Lin Yuan. ”

After Lin Yuan introduced himself, he stared at the other party with some curiosity: "You are very good at drawing comics?"

Luo Wei said confidently: "I basically know all kinds of paintings, what about you?"

Lin Yuan said: "Me too." ”

Luo Wei raised her eyebrows, and was about to speak, when Lin Yuan suddenly said, "Can you be my comic assistant?"

Burst......

Zhong Yu made a strange sound.

Not only Zhong Yu, but also many members of the painting club who were paying attention to Lin Yuan and Luo Wei all showed shocked expressions.

Lin Yuan actually asked the president to be his assistant?

Doesn't he know who the president is?

Zhong Yu was still afraid of Lin Yuan's embarrassment, so he couldn't help but remind: "Great god, President Luo is a very famous painter, and he has a certain reputation both on the Internet and in today's art world......"

"Oh. ”

Lin Yuan nodded.

Just when everyone thought that Lin Yuan was going to give up, Lin Yuan seemed to have made a somewhat difficult decision, and even stared at Luo Wei and asked, "Then how about I give you a salary of 10,000 yuan a month?"

Everyone supported their foreheads.

Luo Wei laughed and said: "I can be a cartoonist myself, and besides, I can earn this amount by taking any order on the Internet, why should I be a comic assistant for you?"

Lin Yuan said with some regret: "Okay." ”

Luo Wei's painting level is very high, and he is a comic assistant who meets Lin Yuan's standards, but he can't afford to hire it, so he can only find another candidate.

"Actually, I have something to ask you for too. ”

Luo Wei looked at Lin Yuan with a smile: "Are you willing to succeed me and become the president of the Painting Society?"

"Don't. ”

Lin Yuan shook his head decisively.

He has too many things to do, how can he be the president of the painting club.

The members of the painting club were not too surprised, although the president of the painting club is a good position, but that is what ordinary people will aspire to, it is normal for a great god like Lin Yuan to be uninterested.

Luo Wei frowned.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and her voice said with a bit of demagogy: "Don't you want me to be your comic assistant, let's take a gamble?"

"Bet on what?"

Lin Yuan suddenly became interested.

Luo Wei was overjoyed, but said quietly on the surface: "Oil painting, sketch, gouache, Chinese painting, four types of lottery, what we draw, we are more ...... than what"

"What about the bets?"

"Chapter 3, if you lose, you will come to be the president of the painting club, you are now a junior, and there are two years left to graduate, so you have to be the president for two years, if I lose, it will be the same for you to be a comic assistant for two years, no charge!" Luo Wei said with a smile.

"Deal!"

Lin Yuan did not hesitate.

Luo Wei's Chinese paintings are professional.

Looking at the sketch cartoon image in front of her, it is estimated that her gouache is not too bad, the strength of the two is relatively average, and Lin Yuan has half of the wins.

If you lose, you don't have to lose, so it's a big deal to become the president.

If he wins, he earns a comic assistant for nothing!

Luo Wei snapped her fingers: "Okay, Zhong Yu, make a few notes, let's draw them." ”

"Okay!"

Zhong Yu became excited.

The members of the painting club are also screaming one by one, Luo Wei, as the president of the painting club, is the undisputed first person in the Qin Art Department, sketching, gouache, Chinese painting, etc., she occupies the first place almost all year round!

And Lin Yuan is a mysterious god......

Everyone knows that Lin Yuan's sketching and gouache skills are extremely strong.

If it is compared to these two, it is really hard to say who can win Luo Wei or Lin Yuan!

Anyway, everyone is happy to win or lose......

Even many people want to see the president lose, after all, the president is an undefeated myth in Qin Yi's art department!

And Lin Yuan?

When he lost, he became the president of the painting club, and everyone was happy, because it meant that Lin Yuan had more time to teach everyone!

Horizontal and vertical do not lose!

Some people even analyze it seriously.

"If you draw a sketch, I think the great god has a higher chance of winning. ”

"The gouache should be five or five, right?"

"If you draw Chinese painting, it is estimated that there is no hope for the great god, although I don't know how the level of the great god's Chinese painting is, but the art department knows that the president's Chinese painting level is stronger than the tutors!"

"The oil painting is probably five or five open?"

"Well, oil painting and gouache are similar in nature, Dashen gouache painting is so good, there is no reason why oil painting will be bad, needless to say, the president, her oil painting has won many awards. ”

“......”

At the same time of discussion, some people didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and directly sent a message in the group: "The president is going to draw with Lin Yuan!"

"What?"

"The president and the great god PK?"

"I'm coming!"

"You're not going out with your girlfriend......"

"The meteorite hit the blue star, how can my girlfriend be so wonderful!"

"That's it!"

"Armageddon, this is!"

“......”

Not long after Zhong Yu had just written the note, there were many more people in the painting club, obviously all of whom were art students who rushed to hear the news.

"Who's going to smoke?"

Zhong Yu looked at Lin Yuan and Luo Wei.

Luo Wei shrugged: "Feel free." ”

Lin Yuan said, "It's up to you to smoke." ”

Zhong Yu laughed: "Then I'll smoke, I must draw a sketch for the great god!"

He pulled out a note.

"What is it?"

Everyone stared at Zhong Yu.

Zhong Yu even sold Guanzi, drank a sip of water, and was not in a hurry to open it at all.

Luo Wei asked Lin Yuan, "Do you need a referee?"

Lin Yuan shook his head: "There are enough referees." ”

Yes, the group of people in the painting club can be referees.

Luo Wei said that she understood: "If it is really controversial, then ask the tutor or professor to witness, but I think there is no need to be so troublesome." ”

Lin Yuan nodded.

Both he and Luo Wei have professional-level strength, and basically, one glance at each other's drawings tells who wins and who loses.

"It's time to reveal. ”

Zhong Yu sold enough, and when everyone was about to get impatient, he slowly opened the note, but after looking at the content of the note, Zhong Yu's face suddenly changed, and said with a bitter face:

"Great God...... I'm sorry for you. ”

Everyone gossiped, "What the hell?"

Zhong Yu spread out the note, and two words were written on it:

Traditional chinese painting!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then it became more lively:

"I'm going?"

"Chinese painting?"

"President Luo's home field!"

"This is what President Luo is best at!"

"Can the great god still do it?"

"Didn't the great god say that he can also paint Chinese?"

"Of course I believe that the great gods will have Chinese painting, but the question is, President Luo's level of Chinese painting, don't you still know?"

“......”

Luo Wei smiled, looked at Lin Yuan and said, "Do you want to change the oil painting? ”

Lin Yuan thought for a while and said, "I took advantage of it." ”

Luo Wei was stunned: "What did you take advantage of?"

Lin Yuan said honestly: "You can't win me in Chinese painting." ”

However, when this sentence fell into Luo Wei's ears, it was tantamount to a provocation, so that Luo Wei had a slight dissatisfaction: "Do you think your Chinese painting can win me? This is a Chinese painting, not a sketch, nor a gouache." ”

Lin Yuan nodded.

The other party gives himself a chance to regret it, and he naturally has to give the other party a chance: "At least today, you can't win against me." ”

Lin Yuan was telling the truth.

But Luo Wei only felt that Lin Yuan's words were a little harsh, after all, Chinese painting was the type she was most proud of and best at: "Then you may regret it, the works on the display wall are not all my level." ”

Lin Yuan nodded in understanding.

Luo Wei saw that Lin Yuan still looked calm, but there was a bigger wave in his heart, maybe this opponent was worth going all out.

"Great God, you ......"

Zhong Yu didn't know where Lin Yuan's confidence came from, he felt that Lin Yuan didn't understand Luo Wei's strength, and it was difficult to say it clearly, so he could only pull Lin Yuan's sleeve a little to hint that it would be better to change the type.

The same idea is true of the people in the painting club.

However, Luo Wei no longer gave everyone a chance to entangle: "Then according to the rules, it's better than Chinese painting, there are too many people here, go in and compare?"

Luo Wei pointed to the room inside.

Lin Yuan nodded.

Luo Wei asked, "How long will you take?"

Lin Yuan said: "Whatever." ”

Luo Wei raised her eyebrows: "That's two hours, what kind of Chinese painting?"

Chinese painting is also divided into types.

According to the materials used and the methods of expression, it can be subdivided into ink painting, heavy color, light silk, fine brush, freehand, white drawing, etc.

According to its subject matter, there are figure paintings, landscape paintings, flower and bird paintings, etc.

"Whatever. ”

Lin Yuan is still these two words.

Luo Wei glanced at Lin Yuan deeply: "Then whatever." ”

She entered the unoccupied room next door, and Lin Yuan also walked in, and by the way, asked Zhong Yu to prepare the paint.

"Great God, ask for your own blessings. ”

After Zhong Yu helped Lin Yuan prepare the paint, he muttered in a low voice.

Lin Yuan nodded.

At this time, Luo Wei was sitting opposite Lin Yuan, and had already picked up the paintbrush: "Friendly reminder, I am going to paint ink, which is the type of Chinese painting I am best at." ”

"I'm also ink. ”

Lin Yuan had planned to paint ink.

But when Luo Wei heard this, she felt that Lin Yuan's provocation was even more sufficient, and she seemed to imply that no matter what she painted, he could follow it, because he had no problem......

"Let's get started. ”

Luo Wei's expression became serious.

And when she got serious, all those irrelevant emotions had been thrown away, and she didn't even think about who she was going to compare with, she just wanted to present her paintings perfectly.

Lin Yuan also got serious-

Seriously used Qi Baishi's character card.

He wasn't pretending, and he didn't mean to provoke.

If it was something else, Lin Yuan was not completely sure.

Only in Chinese painting, Lin Yuan felt that he had no reason to lose, because after using the character card, he was no longer Lin Yuan, but ......

Qi Baishi!

And, it's Qi Baishi in peak condition!

Indeed, with the activation of Qi Baishi's character card, Lin Yuan's mind was already full of understanding of Chinese painting.

This understanding of Chinese painting is far beyond his own professional level!

This should be the top level of Chinese painting above the professional level!

And at this time.

What Lin Yuan was preparing for the pen was Qi Baishi's shrimp!

And the name of this picture is called "Six Shrimp Picture"!

Raw rice paper.

Dipping the brush in ink, Lin Yuan drew the first stroke.

This is the most recent shrimp on the screen.

The brush is dipped in light ink, the tip of the pen is dipped in thick ink, the moisture is moderate, and the two strokes on the side outline the shrimp head.

The first stroke is short and thick.

The second stroke is thin and long.

The side strikes into the pen, and the joints of the body are already on the paper.

And when it came to the legs, Lin Yuan was already in the center of the pen, and then he broke a heavy stroke on the head!

Jiao Feng clicked the shrimp eye, and Lin Yuan's wrist hung in the air.

Light ink and thick ink echo each other, and the sense of space is instantly full......

Lin Yuan couldn't help but want to praise it, the painting was so good, but it was really ashamed to think that he was praising himself, so he endured the idea again.

Splash to your heart's content!

Lin Yuan enjoyed such a state.

And with the completion of his first shrimp, its form, lively, sensitive, alert, has matured to the point that it seems to have vitality!

The characteristics of shrimp were very clear in Lin Yuan's mind.

Therefore, with a few brushstrokes, the shades of ink color are used to express a sense of movement.

By the second shrimp, the hard shell was almost transparent, from deep to shallow.

Then the third, the fourth, the fifth......

With the change of the pen, the waist of the shrimp presents various abnormal shapes, some bow forward, some swim with a straight waist, and some crawl with a bent waist.

When the sixth shrimp was finished, Lin Yuan finally stopped.

"No one knows how to paint shrimp in ink better than Qi Baishi. ”

This is the only feeling in Lin Yuan's heart at the moment, especially after looking at the painting in front of him, Lin Yuan understands it deeply......

If it weren't for Qi Baishi's character card, he would never have been able to draw this level of "Six Shrimp Pictures" with his professional-level painters alone!

He called it a day.

Looking up at Luo Wei, Luo Wei seemed to be completely immersed in painting, most of her brushes and inks were thicker, and the range of her brushes after her wrist was suspended in the air was also relatively open, Lin Yuan could probably guess that the other party should be drawing large creatures......

He didn't bother.

Didn't get up either.

Just quietly waiting.

At this time, there are more and more people in the painting club, accompanied by endless discussions:

"It's a Chinese painting?"

"Isn't the great god gone?"

"The result doesn't seem so hard to guess. ”

"There is not much suspense, what I am looking forward to now is how wonderful President Luo's Chinese painting will be this time!"

"Yes, it's been a long time since I've seen President Luo paint Chinese paintings!"

"Zhong Yu, you too, what is wrong with smoking, you actually drew a Chinese painting. ”

"O pig teammates of the great gods. ”

"This is still the number one disciple, no one cheats, only their own master. ”

"Hahahaha, maybe the great god won?"

"Please, even a professional-level Chinese painting player may not necessarily win President Luo. ”

"President Luo, even at the professional level, is a relatively powerful group of Chinese paintings. ”

“......”

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the door.

Zhong Yu was already crying and mournful, and when he saw the person coming, he became more and more depressed: "Why is Professor Kong here?"

"Professor Kong, can you not come? ”

"How many mentors have been alarmed by this. ”

"Okami and President Luo are not ordinary students. ”

"At their age, even if they enter the professional painting world in the future, they will be able to break out of the world. ”

“......”

No matter what the movement is outside, no one will come in and disturb you.

After nearly two hours, Luo Wei finally stopped painting, she rubbed her sore wrist and looked at Lin Yuan: "You're all right?"

"Hmm. ”

Luo Wei nodded: "In the future, I will be the president of the painting club, teach everyone more, I also want to teach, but I am not as good at teaching as you......"

Lin Yuan: "......"

After Luo Wei finished painting, she didn't have much competitive thoughts, to be exact, she didn't think she would lose: "Swap and see?"

"Hmm. ”

Lin Yuan took off the painting and handed it to Luo Wei.

And Luo Wei also took off the painting and handed it to Lin Yuan.

"I painted a phoenix, the king of birds, but this is not the first time I have painted a phoenix, I have practiced painting phoenixes since I was a child, and I have been practicing for eight years so far, but the color is not very good, so it has always been ink painting, which is a fly in the ointment......" Luo Wei took over Lin Yuan's painting while introducing.

Lin Yuan took Luo Wei's painting, and there was a moment of amazement in his eyes!

This is indeed an ink phoenix spreading its wings!

The brushstrokes are just right, and the arrogance of the king of birds is fully displayed by Luo Wei!

Beauty!

Too many beautiful things!

If Lin Yuan didn't have Qi Baishi's character card, if he was compared to ink alone, he would probably be slightly inferior, because the other party was indeed extremely good at painting phoenixes!

Ear.

Luo Wei is still introducing her paintings: "There is no real phoenix in the world, it is like there is no dragon, so I have no reference comparison, I can only improve it according to people's depictions of phoenixes, as well as some movies and animations and even paintings, the essence of this painting lies in ......"

Somehow.

Luo Wei's gaze suddenly fixed on Lin Yuan's painting, and her voice also stopped abruptly in an instant.

The air, the silence of death.

Shrimp and phoenixes, are they comparable?

Anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that there is no comparison between these two creatures.

Shrimp is something that everyone can eat, and if you have money, you can eat a lobster for a few thousand yuan.

But the phoenix is something that people can't see in their lives.

So people have endowed the phoenix with countless good intentions.

Such a beautiful image has been reflected in Luo Wei's paintings.

But when Luo Wei saw Lin Yuan's painting, she suddenly had strong doubts about whether the phoenix was more noble than the shrimp.

If he said that he was using pen and ink, Lin Yuan was manipulating pen and ink!

His shrimp seem to be like living creatures, full of interest and lifelike.

The ink color and pen marks are obviously not complicated, but they vividly show the structure and texture of shrimp.

One stroke at a time, between the outlines, with the flavor of gold and stone.

Good painting literacy, excellent appreciation ability, and family history since childhood, but Luo Wei even has an inexplicable sense of inferiority.

It's amazing.

Luo Wei didn't know what kind of face she had shown, her eyes widened in her rapid breathing, her eyebrows were raised high, and she couldn't suppress a little fanaticism and joy in her gloomy expression, a complicated mess.

Shape, Quality, Movement......

The magic lies in the similarity and the dissimilarity.

Luo Wei suddenly understood why Lin Yuan said that he couldn't win.

That's not conceit, it's an ultimate self-confidence, which is a matter of course for a master!

Even if her phoenix is studied for a few more years, it is destined not to win, not that she is not good enough, but that the other party is too good at drawing!

I want to ......

Luo Wei was sure that she fell in love with the painting as strongly as she had last seen the handwriting of an ancient master at a high-end art exhibition, an almost primitive joy of seeing.

As for the outcome of the game? That doesn't matter anymore.

Phoenix...... Not as good as shrimp!

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ps: In order to keep chapters, I endured it and didn't send it, and I got the 6,000-word guarantee directly, it's still early, write another chapter, and end this plot, thank you really for your monthly pass, and the first position of the current new book is very stable.