He stayed in class until the afternoon. When the English teacher said there would be a quiz in the afternoon, Fang Yi left. It wasn't that Fang Yi didn't want to take the class well, but it was annoying to play with exams every day! In addition, his English was already poor.
Very good, there is really no need to waste two hours doing most of the things you already know.
Where can Fang Yi go? Of course it's the art classroom! Needless to say, Fang Yi didn't bring anything of his own and planned to get a piece of paper and just draw a sketch or something to enjoy himself.
"Fang Yi!"
"Grandmaster!"
"I'm home!"
When Fang Yi opened the door of the art classroom, the students in the classroom immediately said enthusiastically when they saw Fang Yi walking in.
"So enthusiastic!" Fang Yi smiled and greeted these people casually. In the past, Fang Yi's dream of visiting the studio every week was never realized because the things hidden by Liu Hongshuo were too tempting. Fang Yi
I don’t have time to devote my time to instructing others to draw.
"Can I stay all afternoon this time?" One of the students asked Fang Yi directly.
Fang Yi found an empty easel and placed it in front of the statue of David and said with a smile: "I will have more time at school in the future, and I may come to the studio every now and then in the afternoon!".
After setting up the easel and looking at the angle of the Statue of David, Fang Yi asked a classmate next to him: "Where is Teacher Sun?".
"Teacher Sun is not here this afternoon! Do you have anything to do with the teacher?" this person asked.
When Fang Yi heard this, he said, "The same goes for you. Don't you draw colors? Lend me a piece of paper, give me a pencil and a carbon strip, and I will draw a sketch! When the teacher comes, I will buy them and return them to you."
"No problem! You can take it yourself." After saying that, he pushed the plastic painting box at his feet and said, "I put my paper over there. If you want, just roll it up in the belly of the table! You don't have to return it to me."
Yes, as long as you give me this painting, it will be fine."
"I may not be able to finish the painting yet!" Fang Yi said with a smile.
"It's okay if you don't finish the painting!" The man nodded and said.
Fang Yi heard what others said, so he had no choice but to nod his head. He walked to the table as he said, took out the paper, clipped it to the drawing board, and squatted down to pick tools.
Within two minutes of observing David's full-length portrait, Fang Yi heard someone calling him to come over and look at the painting. He immediately put down the pen in his hand and walked toward the person.
After reading for a while, he commented on other people's paintings, made some suggestions, and was called upon by others. In this way, Fang Yi went around and looked at five or six people's paintings before he was done. He was just about to go back to his easel.
I looked up and saw a student sketching.
Fang Yi couldn't help but stop and stand behind this person. What attracted Fang Yi couldn't be that his style resembled his own. The students in this classroom all had styles more or less like his own. What's so strange about being drawn like him? Attracting him.
What Fang Yi feels is that what this classmate shows in his painting is not only his own things but also some things of Wang Qiluo. To put it simply, Wang Qiluo's deep lines were drawn longer by him and are close to those drawn by Fang Yi, and the whole picture is also
Emphasize the key points and eliminate unnecessary parts!
There are not only two people's things, but also some of my own things. It seems very transparent when dealing with ANBU. It is not a copy of Wang Qiluo's or my own things. Although there are still many shortcomings compared to Wang Qiluo and myself, in
These classmates are already considered very good.
"Fang Yi! What do you think?" The man turned around and saw Fang Yi and asked directly.
"Okay! I think the overall processing is quite good! It's just that some parts need to be re-examined, and some places seem too weak." Fang Yi nodded and affirmed other people's paintings before saying.
"Well! I'll take care of it a little more. When the painting is finished, come over and help me take a look." After saying this, the man turned to Fang Yi and continued to paint his own painting.
Fang Yi was stunned for a moment after hearing this person's words, because this person's expression didn't really mean that he wanted to see it, and he just said it casually. This is the first time that Fang Yi has encountered such a thing, and it was obvious to others.
He didn't want to see his paintings. In other words, Fang Yi felt that he was a bit annoying.
I laughed at myself and returned to my easel. I couldn't help but reflect on my behavior: Is it because I am willing to help others but become annoying? How did this person become when I was not in the art classroom during this period?
Because of this, I used to be easygoing and diligent in letting myself go see paintings! It has changed a bit too fast!
Good painting and good temper? Fang Yi defined it in his mind. He decided not to do such annoying things in the future! When he picked up the brush, Fang Yi forgot about this matter and began to concentrate on painting.
Fang Yi started to focus on his painting. Fang Yi forgot about the time and did not stop in the middle. Some students who wanted to ask Fang Yi questions or comment on the painting did not have the nerve to disturb Fang Yi.
Fang Yi continued to paint until school was over in the afternoon. Then Fang Yi stopped for a moment. David had finished painting more than half of the entire painting. Now Fang Yi would not pursue the overly detailed parts, but would focus on the whole and
The light of the subject is deliberately shown! The lines are smoother and more delicate, and the light-receiving part of David's body seems to be sprinkled with a thin layer of light.
"Fang Yi! It's time to go home for dinner," the classmate who just borrowed something said when Fang Yi put down his pencil.
Fang Yi turned around and saw three or four classmates standing behind him, looking at his painting. He said, "Aren't you going home for dinner? Why haven't you moved?".
"Your painting is really amazing!" A classmate gave Fang Yi a thumbs up.
Another one chuckled and said: "You didn't see Song Pu's face just now. He stood behind Fang Yi's easel and took a few glances. His face changed from red to white and then from white to red. He left as soon as the class was over."
The Song Pu this person was talking about was the person who was perfunctory with Fang Yi just now.
"Do you hate him?" Fang Yi asked casually.
"Now that you and Wang Qiluo are not in the art classroom, it's just that he has made rapid progress and is the best in painting! Teacher Sun has been praising him a few times and has become a little bit cocky! Seeing that no one is as good as him, Zhu Zheng even had a quarrel with him two days ago.
During the fight, Zhu Zheng said: Do you think you are really good? Do you really think you are the best at painting? Fang Yi and Wang Qiluo haven't graduated yet! It's your turn? If you want to put on a show, wait until they graduate!"
When Fang Yi heard this, he smiled and said to Zhu Zheng: "If you don't like him, just ignore him. Why are you quarreling with him?" Fang Yi is like this himself. If he doesn't like him, just hide away. Out of sight, out of mind.
Isn’t it okay? Why are you making yourself angry?
Zhu Zheng snorted and said disdainfully: "I despise this kind of people the most. If they can draw better, they feel that they are superior to others. When others ask for advice, their heads are raised to the sky. I wish I could use my nostrils to look at people! You two
Much better than him and nothing like him!"
After listening to these people talking for a while, Fang Yi understood! Since he and Wang Qiluo were not here, this person seemed a little arrogant and looked down on other classmates, a bit like a dominant family, which annoyed these classmates.
To be honest, this matter has something to do with Fang Yi. In the past, when Fang Yi didn't come, everyone just came over to draw for a while. Many people mainly asked teachers outside the school for teaching. When we got together, we didn't have much to say.
.In addition, Wang Qiluo, the best painter, usually doesn't talk much and concentrates on his own painting, so naturally there is no contradiction.
When Fang Yi came, the atmosphere became lively. Everyone communicated more, and everyone's temperament gradually came out! Without Wang Qiluo, Fang Yi still had to hold him down! As soon as Fang Yi left, some people's little tails would naturally show up.
Come out: I am the best at painting, I am better than all of you! Who would like this kind of mentality? Not to mention that they are all learning to paint. The more I hear about the master’s style and the artist’s temper, the more I will understand.
You've all brought a little bit of it with you, who would put up with you for no reason!
"Does Teacher Sun know about this?" Fang Yi asked. If Teacher Sun knew about it, he would definitely feel sad. Fang Yi must have underestimated Old Man Sun. He has lived for decades and has never seen anything like this.
If you are sad about every little thing, you will definitely not live to this age.
Zhu Zheng said: "I didn't tell the teacher in front of him, so everyone just ignored him."
Teacher Sun was not as ignorant as the students thought. How could these students' tricks be hidden from the old man's eyes? He knew that they were isolating a classmate together, but he just didn't point it out. After praising him several times, Song Pu raised his tail.
The old man saw it and was going to pretend he didn't know anything and wait and see what these students would do!
There are many people like Song Pu who study painting. If Song Pu is smart, he can think about changing his character. If he is not smart, he will continue to be annoying. He is just a teacher and a teacher who uses his spare energy. He doesn't want to teach this kind of people.
This kind of student has an angular way of dealing with people.
"Okay! Let's all go home and have dinner!" Fang Yi was not in the mood to support them. He just decided to ignore this person and treat him coldly!
How is it possible for a 17 or 18-year-old to point out other people's paintings without any sense of vanity? When Fang Yi points out others, he naturally has a bit of a show-off mentality. Fang Yi learned a lesson from this incident.
From now on, I have almost never given advice to anyone who has nothing to do with it. Even if someone asked Fang Yi how my painting was and what advice he had, Fang Yi would just smile and say, "It's good, it's good," and he wouldn't say another word.
After going home and having dinner, Fang Yi did not come back to school. Instead, he read at home or read some information about painting on the Internet. He went to the studio to complete his sketches the next afternoon.
"Thank you!" The man said happily after watching Fang Yi sign his name on the painting and take it off.
Now that he saw Fang Yixian's level, the old man immediately said to Fang Yi: "Please take the time to leave another sketch!"
Fang Yi heard this and said: "Okay! But don't show me the previous moves again. I will just draw a picture of Moses or David. Don't put so many elements for me to draw! And this is the one!" Don't draw it!
After finishing the sketch and adding one or two colors, I might as well go back to the studio.
Teacher Sun and the students standing next to them laughed, knowing that Teacher Sun had cheated Fang Yi and Wang Qiluo.
Teacher Sun provided painting tools and asked someone to replace the statue of David with Moses, and Fang Yi started painting.