The joy of more than 600 points did not last long in Fang Yi's heart, and his life returned to normal. To be precise, after the two families gathered together to celebrate. Even Fang Guozhong, who was never at home at noon, also took time out
I congratulated my nephew. Early in the morning on the third day, Fang Yi returned to the studio and began to paint his first painting "July 10" using the Titian technique he had just learned.
He held a small ball-tipped pen in his right hand, and in front of him was a large drawing board stretched with colored linen. Fang Yi turned his head and looked at the sketch hanging on the easel next to him, and dipped a little cooked brown on the canvas.
On it, the outlines of five or six main characters were sketched. Fang Yi drew the lines very carefully, and he had to stop from time to time to see if he was satisfied with the overall layout. This step alone took almost forty minutes.
As usual, Liu Hongshuo came to the studio at about 9:30, pushed aside and saw Fang Yi had arrived, and a smile appeared on his face. What else could the old man say to this student?
He walked up to the student's side, looked at Fang Yi's sketch and then the manuscript on the canvas. Liu Hongshuo didn't make any comments, but just asked the student: "Are you going to move this original sketch up?"
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"Yeah! That's what I think." Fang Yi pointed to the two or three small color drawings next to the teacher and said, "I also drew some color drawings. What tone should the characters' clothes and the overall color fall into?
, these have made some comparisons!”.
Liu Hongshuo took two steps and picked up two or three small manuscripts that were painted directly on the paper. These small manuscripts were drawn very casually! The characters were just a few color blocks, and only the approximate color relationship could be seen. Two or three manuscripts
The main colors are all different. It seems that Fang Yi has really worked hard!
"Well! Then you paint!" Liu Hongshuo put down the manuscript and said, then walked to his easel, dressed up and prepared to start his work.
Liu Hongshuo actually has a lot of suggestions for Fang Yi to do this. The most important one is that this is the first time for students to independently use classical techniques. They should not paint such a large painting right away. Not only will it take a long time, but they are also prone to failure!
It is best to start with small paintings, hone your skills and then move on to larger ones. And there is no need to use Titian's mixing oil at the beginning. With the development of oil painting now, with the advancement of technology, whether it dries quickly or slowly
Color-mixing oils have been released, and better oils can be used to replace the diluents used in the fragrance.
Judging from the above aspects, Liu Hongshuo felt that his students were a bit too reckless. The reason why the old man did not remind his students was because Fang Yi was only eighteen years old and his painting career had just begun! There is plenty of time to taste the taste of failure, and sometimes failure is common
It can arouse people's thinking more than success, and can better promote the growth of a painter in terms of both technique and thought.
Liu Hongshuo got dressed, entered the small door and took out his new painting. He stretched out his hand and tried it and found that the painting was almost dry, so he put it back on the easel and began to delve deeper.
The old man is not like a young man like Fang Yi, who can stand in front of the easel for an hour or two. At his age, he often stands for forty minutes before taking a break. As long as the oil painting is realistic, it does not matter whether it uses classical techniques or direct painting methods.
There are two things to be sure about when it comes to thick coating, one is time and the other is patience.
It's not like the freehand Chinese painting where you just pick up the brush when you're interested, and the painting is completed with just a few strokes, or the majestic or tranquil and elegant style of everyone. There is no other way to achieve realistic oil painting, which is to use energy to paint one stroke at a time.
Paintings with pens! Therefore, the artistic life of oil painters is generally shorter than that of Chinese painters. Of course, this statement only applies to the past, and now oil painters have also begun to engage in shuashuashua!
For example, you can tell by looking at Lao Bi's "Les Demoiselles de Viannon" that it doesn't take much time. How else could the old man produce about 37,000 works in his life? Think about it! More than 37,000 pieces!
It takes ten years to paint ten paintings a day! In other words, in Lao Bi's painting career, one painting will take two or three days. Think about how fast it is!
Putting down the brush, Liu Hongshuo turned to Fang Yi's easel and watched the student painting the characters in gray tones. Comparing the sketches, some important backgrounds were also reflected on the canvas in mature brown. He knew at a glance that his
The students prepared the characters and backgrounds for the main part of the picture at the same time, knowing that Fang Yi wanted to save some time.
The master and apprentice hardly spoke a few words all morning, and they were each painting their own works. This state lasted until noon.
"Let's go! Go home, your teacher's wife has prepared a lot of delicious dishes for you, and I have benefited from you today!" Liu Hongshuo said to the students while pulling on his sleeves.
After hearing the teacher's words, Fang Yi put down his paintbrush and wiped his hands with a wet cloth on the painting cabinet: "I've been eating good food these past two days, but I'm addicted to it!".
"You have such a long face!" Liu Hongshuo said proudly: "After I answered your call, I reported my scores to the old man Liu Yuchan. Do you know what his reaction was?" After saying that, he opened his mouth and stared: "That's it.
This expression asked me: How much did you say?".
Fang Yi looked at the expression on the teacher's face and laughed: "It's good to have a score of more than 600, but the number of people who passed the exam is not too many but not too few! They are the top scorers in the school!" Not to mention anything else! Call to check the scores.
Two days after coming out, the top picks from all walks of life have appeared one after another! Compared with other top picks in the city, the top pick in the province! Fang Yi, the top pick in the school, is really a bit hard to make!
In this place where Jiangnan literary style flourishes, Fang Yi now feels that getting 600 points is too much. The number one scholar in Shicheng City is more than 650, and the provincial number one scholar is even closer to seven, which means that the average for each subject is close to
One hundred and four! I don’t know how I learned it. It’s really the most evil of all evil!
"How come you are the number one scholar in the school!" Liu Hongshuo looked at his student and said proudly: "Including the full marks in the three additional exams, the number one scholar in the national art examination is firmly in the bag. You are also the number one scholar in the national level!".
Uh! Fang Yidao didn't think that he had passed the art test perfectly, which meant that he was really the top scorer in the national art test. Fang Yicai didn't believe that there was any art student or art student who could get a cultural score starting with six characters.
It's fantasy enough to have one myself, but how can there be a second one?
Thinking of this, Fang Yi touched the back of his head and said with a smile: "It's true that you said that, I also became the number one scholar in the country!".
"Let's go! Let's have a drink at noon today to celebrate your long face," Liu Hongshuo said with a haha smile.
With the teacher's words and the fact that his wife prepared five or six good dishes, the master and the apprentice drank a few cups. Fang Yi was really drunk, and after drinking more than three ounces of white wine, he started to feel a little dizzy.
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"Old Liu! Don't let Fang Yi drink. You look so drunk that your face is red." Li Minghua looked at Fang Yi and persuaded his wife.
Fang Yi also said at this time: "I can't drink anymore, my head feels dizzy, and when I look at people, I can almost see two figures coming!"
Liu Hongshuo glanced at Fang Yi and put down his glass: "Then I won't drink!".
Since he didn't need to drink, Fang Yi naturally ate vegetables like a little tiger. Seeing this, Li Minghua and Liu Hongshuo also had great appetites, and each ate an extra bowl.
After eating at the teacher's house, Fang Yi walked back to the studio. A little wine made Fang Yi feel a little light. His whole body seemed to be filled with an indescribable sense of comfort. Even the hard cement floor now felt uncomfortable.
It seems to be covered with a soft rubber-like cushion, and it feels a little springy when you step on it.
When he arrived at the studio, Fang Yi did not start writing but sat on a chair and waited for the drunkenness to pass. Although he was at the point of excitement, Fang Yi was not prepared to use this excitement to decorate his paintings. Now Fang Yi
Yi's mind is still clearly aware: Even if you can paint some parts brilliantly now, if the parts destroy the whole, then the gain will not be worth the loss!
As he sat on the chair, Fang Yi began to take a nap. Within a minute, he lowered his head and started snoring. He slept for more than half an hour before waking up.
When I woke up, I felt a little uncomfortable in my head. It was not a headache but an indescribable heaviness, a bit bloated, and my mouth was a bit dry.
He got up and took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator in the studio, and drank the whole bottle. Fang Yi sat back on the chair, patted his head and said to himself: "It seems that I am really not suitable for drinking! A little bit
"The wine is so uncomfortable." Then I thought about the teacher appreciation banquet that was coming soon and the banquet from my classmates, and I couldn't help but feel a little afraid!
While he was thinking about the teacher appreciation banquet, the phone in the studio rang, and Fang Yi walked to the phone and answered it.
"Hey! This is teacher Liu Hongshuo's studio!"
"Fang Yi!" came the voice of his girlfriend Mu Jin on the phone: "Will your teacher go to the studio this afternoon?"
"Of course! The teacher will be in the studio in half an hour at most." After Fang Yi finished speaking, he asked: "What's going on?".
"I'm a little bored staying at home alone. I want to take Pippi with me to the studio to find you." Mu Jin said on the other end of the phone. Pippi is Mu Jin's family's pet dog, a very long-haired one. As for what it means.
Fang Yi doesn't know the breed. It's not that Fang Yi doesn't like dogs. In fact, Fang Yi likes dogs very much. He just doesn't like small dogs as big as rabbits.
After thinking about it for a while, Fang Yi felt that his head was still a little heavy. It seemed that he wouldn't be able to draw this afternoon, so he might as well go and accompany his girlfriend. After thinking of this, he said to the phone: "I don't really want to draw this afternoon.
I’ll wait for you at the door of your community, and let’s go out for a walk together!”.
Mu Jin was very happy to hear this: "Really! When will you arrive?".
"Forty minutes, I guess." Fang Yi looked at the clock on the wall and said, "You will come out in about that time. I will wait for you at the transfer platform next to the community."
After hearing his girlfriend say hello, Fang Yi put down the phone. He found a piece of paper and left a note for the teacher, locked the studio door and walked towards the school entrance.