After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

Zhong Chen has never encountered such a bizarre thing.

Is the bed stuck together with glue? ?

Love comedies dare not shoot like this.

For a moment he even wondered if Qi Linqing was lying to himself.

But obviously based on the personality of the other party, it is impossible to deceive people.

Zhong Chen said with difficulty: "Then... Okay. After all, it's so late. It's impossible to find auntie Suguan to change the bed now."

Qi Linqing nodded in agreement.

Zhong Chen: "Do you still have to make up classes today?"

Qi Linqing: "No, your illness just happened, let's rest first."

Zhong Chen: "Oh."

Under the other's gaze, Zhong Chen's cheeks heated up inexplicably.

It's strange...Obviously they have slept together, but when he thinks of sharing the same bed tonight, his heart beats so hard.

Qi Linqing saw that Zhong Chen's face had a tomato-like flush again, and stepped forward to touch his forehead, and asked worriedly:

"Are you going to have a fever again?"

"No, no!"

Zhong Chen turned around in a panic and ran into the bathroom.

Qi Linqing shouted behind him: "If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me in time. I'll take you to the infirmary."

Zhong Chen looked at himself in the mirror, his emotions gradually cooled down, and his breathing calmed down.

This feeling of retreat and defeat is unfamiliar and familiar, except in front of the master, he experienced it again.

No matter how much he has gone through and become mature, he will still blush in this situation.

Zhong Chen could only do his best to open the door and walk out pretending to be nonchalant.

In the next few days, they could only sleep together on this big bed together.

Because the auntie said that there is no vacant bed for the time being.

Zhong Chen found out that Qi Linqing got up and went for a run at 6 o'clock every day.

He was still sleeping at this time before.

In the morning, the sky was just getting dark, and the opponent had already finished running and came back.

"Do you like to exercise?" Zhong Chen asked.

He is in a mixed mood. Master used to not pay much attention to the body, stayed up late to paint, did not practice martial arts, and looked pale all the time.

It's not like the person in front of him, such a regimen.

Qi Linqing wiped off his sweat with a towel and replied: "Well. You always say that you have backaches and backaches recently. It must be due to lack of exercise. You will know how important a strong body is."

Qi Linqing died of a terminal illness in his previous life, and it was only after being born again that he understood this truth.

Zhong Chen: "Then I... will run with you tomorrow?"

"Okay." Qi Linqing bent over and took out a new towel from the suitcase and handed it to him, "I will wake you up tomorrow."

Zhong Chen actually didn't want to get up early for a run.

But he thought of being with each other, but he thought it was okay.

He took the towel and said "thank you".

Qi Linqing rubbed his head and said with a smile: "Why do you thank me? We are all so familiar."

"..."

Zhong Chen hugged his head blankly.

He thought to himself that his head should indeed be burned out by the previous wind and cold.

He actually felt that the strands of hair touched by the other party could be hot.

After visiting the studio that day, the principal mentioned Qi Linqing in the regular meeting of all teachers and students the following week, praising him for his great talent in painting.

This made Qi Linqing once again become the focus of everyone.

It's just that sometimes it's not good to hold people too high. Some rumors about him gradually drifted out.

Some students said that he was very strong in sketching, but pretended that he would not deliberately go to Class D to force him.

If this is the case, it is a matter of character.

In the end, the news became more and more true, and the description became darker and darker, and even the teachers in the studio office knew it.

Even Pan Xuehai, the color teacher who is about to teach in Class D, asked Han Shi whether this was true or not.

Han Shi was full of black lines and said, "Of course it is fake."

Pan Xuehai was stunned for a moment, "Then he can still be praised by the principal like this in Class D?"

Han Shi: "People are geniuses."

Pan Xuehai tutted twice, "What you said makes me look forward to it."

Han Shi: "Anyway, except for a classmate I knew before, I have never seen someone as talented as him in painting."

Pan Xuehai and Han Shi have known each other for several years, and they have long heard about this talented classmate.

He couldn't help but said, "The classmate you are talking about, isn't it Gong You?"

Han Shi nodded: "Yeah."

Pan Xuehai: "..."

Pan Xuehai remembers Gong You. He heard from Han Shi that he was born in a poor rural area. He didn't start to learn painting until the beginning of his third year of high school, but he was extremely talented and was finally admitted to Yangmei.

He is now an Alibaba game designer. A few years ago, he created the super-hot large-scale passionate game "Swallow the Beast", which is very famous in the industry.

Gong You was hailed as a myth in the game industry, and was Han Shi's most promising classmate.

He heard Han Shi mentioned the other side several times.

Han Shi sighed, "But after Gong You made enough money, he didn't draw much, and now he runs a game company as his own boss. I think if Qi Linqing persists, he will definitely go further in the future."

Pan Xuehai: "It's exaggerated and exaggerated. We can all see how popular "Swallowing the Beast" was back then."

"That was not what I meant."

"I just remembered that when I was in school, everyone, including the teachers, said that Gong You was very talented to be an artist in the future. But he ended up making games. Sure enough, he couldn't play art without money."

"Did you not find out? Most artists are rich second-generation artists. Even if there are a few who slip through the net, it is because of luck that they met capitalist nobles."

Han Shi rarely said a few words in his heart.

Who has never dreamed of an artist before learning painting?

But dreams are just dreams, not achievable dreams.

Pan Xuehai smiled and said: "What you said is quite reasonable. Then we should hurry up and take a photo with Qi Linqing for autographs, and collect his current work by the way. After all, the Qi family is so rich, he has already obtained the road to the artist. The first stepping stone-super rich second generation, right?"

Han Shi shook his head, "You are wrong, this is just a small reason. You will soon see what his real stepping stone is."

Pan Xuehai: "?"

In the afternoon, class D.

The weather was fine, and the sunlight shone into the classroom through the window lattice, casting a warm halo.

Pan Xuehai opened the door with the lesson plan and stepped in, and at a glance he saw the teenager sitting in the corner.

There is never a shortage of beautiful or maverick students in the studio.

Even the yellow and pink hairs beside the boy are much more eye-catching than him.

But I don't know why Pan Xuehai's gaze seemed to be attracted by a magnet, sticking tightly to the opponent.

He was really curious about what the real stepping stone Han Shi said.

Several students sitting in the front row saw Pan Xuehai and said, "Hello teacher!"

"Good afternoon, good afternoon." Pan Xuehai stepped onto the podium.

"What I want to explain to you today is the color scene. But to be honest, learning this stuff is very talented."

The students in the audience were amused by his witty tone.

But some people retorted: "Teacher Pan, do you mean that hard work is useless?"

"I didn't say that." Pan Xuehai shrugged, "If you can memorize all the color formulas, that's not bad."

It's just that the truly amazing color works in history are basically talented.

Pan Xuehai added silently in his heart.

His gaze patrolled the classroom and found that the teenager sitting in the back row was listening attentively.

Pan Xuehai continued, "The first point is feeling. Use the overall fuzzy observation method. Pay attention to keeping your eyes away from the focal point of the observation individual. You must see the entire field of vision at a glance... Emphasize the breath of life, area, light and shade, cold and warm, and complementary colors. Contrast, etc. The second point is the composition, a reasonable composition will definitely give people a sense of viewing comfort, especially in the color score, it will be a weapon for you to leave a good impression on the marking teacher. Of course this is mainly What Mr. Han taught you, I won’t elaborate on it here..."

Pan Xuehaikou talked about theoretical knowledge dryly for half an hour before letting the students start drawing.

He unscrewed the ice mineral water and poured a few sips.

"Draw according to this picture." Pan Xuehai patted the blackboard.

Color sketches will never fly out of the world of pleated fabrics.

In the photo, two gray-blue folds of tablecloths overlap each other. There was a glass vase on the table with a bunch of light yellow tulips in it.

There are three small and exquisite lemons and a bunch of lychees in a small plate with delicate gilt borders next to it.

The students were stunned.

"Isn't it, Teacher Pan?! Only for the first time let us master such a difficult painting?"

Pan Xuehai smiled and said: "It's not difficult, I told you the color formula just now."

students:"…"

In fact, according to the tutorial, Pan Xuehai really shouldn't let them try this kind of complicated composition so early.

But he wanted to test Qi Linqing.

Is the other party a genius who Han Shi says can stand shoulder to shoulder with Gong You?

Back row of the classroom.

Qi Linqing took out a new box of paint and started to color.

Feng Jiaqing glanced at him and asked strangely, "Didn't you have opened a box last time? Why don't you use that."

Qi Linqing said: "The box has been used up."

"Used, used up?!"

Qi Linqing: "Yeah."

It's only been a few days...

Feng Jiaqing was numb.

Qi Linqing is interested in trying this new form of painting.

Therefore, in addition to making up lessons for Zhong Chen every night, he himself also draws gouache next to him.

After he finished drawing, he picked up the pen and started to paint the basic colors.

Qi Linqing does not need to memorize color formulas by rote. Naturally, he knows where this color should be filled, and what proportion of the two colors will be mixed to get the effect he wants.

He fell into this immersive feeling again, as if floating in the clouds.

Pan Xuehai paced over to see his paintings, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Pan Xuehai has seen some people who are born with a keen intuition for color, but this is the first time I have seen Qi Linqing like this!

He is bold and generous with his pen, and has a good grasp of shape. The colors are bold, and the overlapping colors are simply superb.

The color is fresh and the color is even...

Obviously, the young man in front of him is extremely talented in color!

Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts, Chinese Painting Department Building.

The classroom was full of seats, and the students bowed their heads intently to write notes.

When Yan Jiade talked about Fu Yi's life, his voice was inevitably a little excited:

"As an unprecedentedly great painter in the history of China, the history books describe and record the usual impressions of him, most of which are Fu Yi's own line drawing methods. But few people know... Fu Yi's color innovation in Chinese painting , Also made many outstanding contributions."

Some students raised their hands and asked: "Professor Yan, but this paragraph is not recorded in the book."

Yan Jiade: "Because the paintings handed down by Fu Yi are too few, it is difficult for future generations to distinguish. But if you have time to visit the Palace Museum, you will understand. His unfinished "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape", right How amazing is the grasp of color..."

Zhimo Studio.

After class, Pan Xuehai couldn't wait to bring the gouache completed by Qi Linqing back to the office.

He finally understood what Han Shi's stepping stone was.

Money is just outside the body. This terrible talent is the strong support for people to reach the pinnacle of art.

He felt that he was witnessing the birth of a genius!

Pan Xuehai couldn't help it, and wanted to show it to all the teachers here.

Han Shi was very calm.

After all, he had already been shocked countless by Qi Linqing's sketches.

The color of the other party is not much different.

The color teacher of Class A was surprised when he saw it: "You painted this?"

Pan Xuehai opened his mouth and was speechless for a while.

At this time, other teachers also gathered around and talked a lot.

They are all professionals and have a strong appreciation of painting.

The level of this painting is even better than Pan Xuehai's previous.

"Teacher Pan, you can."

"So you have improved so much now..."

Faced with praise from other teachers, Pan Xuehai felt extremely embarrassed for the first time.

With sweat on his head, he said, "I didn't paint this! It was painted by Qi Linqing."

"what?!"

There was an uproar among the teachers.

The author has something to say: Today is a bit short, because the author intends to start from June, so I want to take a break...

(Ps: The professional knowledge in this article is quoted from the books and networks mentioned in the previous article, and I will not repeat it in the future)

If someone thinks it is not true, then I can only say that Fu Yi is a super genius

I want to write a story about a great genius! (Hey hey satisfies the author's evil taste)

Sometimes it is people who cannot understand and imagine that can do things beyond imagination. -"Imitation Game"