Back To My Youth

The cost of going out for training is expensive, about 2,000 yuan a month, which was basically the salary of the whole family at that time.

It is conceivable that art students are under a lot of pressure.

Guo Jingyu looked around, feeling a little nostalgic.

He used to dream, but he still dreamed of the simple days of returning to the studio several times, painting day and night, and sweating every time he improved a little, it was a sense of steady improvement in doing what he was good at.

On the morning of the first day, a professional teacher came to do a model painting for them.

The people who came in were tall and tall, thin and tall, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and speaking with a hometown accent, which was very kind. He entered the studio to see some new classmates, and greeted everyone with a smile, "A new classmate again? Let me introduce myself to everyone. My surname is Cao, and my name is Cao Fu. You can just call me Lao Cao. I am Tianmei, let's be more friendly with each other, let's talk about anything professionally."

His relationship is not bad, and many students responded enthusiastically.

Guo Jingyu was happy when he saw him, he hadn't seen Lao Cao for many years.

At that time, he entered the Central Academy of Fine Arts with the first grade in the modeling major. In the second year of Lao Cao, he followed closely, and he also took the postgraduate examination there. The two became brothers and sisters, but Lao Cao was full of heart. Wanting to enter Mr. Zhong's door, the old man's strength is limited because he is old, and he no longer accepts students, but it has become a pity for Lao Cao.

At that time, Lao Cao used many excuses to come to see him, and came to Mr. Zhong to take a lesson, and he was very attentive.

Guo Jingyu later started a gallery. Mr. Zhong didn't say anything about him, but Lao Cao looked sad and said to him when he saw him: "How can you be ashamed of Mr. Zhong's cultivation! Do you understand art or not? Know how to draw!"

Lao Cao, a guy who has devoted himself to learning painting for many years, was indignant and gave him his painting.

All in all, Lao Cao is a pure-hearted friend.

At this time, Lao Cao looks much younger, with a little bookish air of staying in an ivory tower all the year round, sitting in front of him and doing model paintings for everyone. He was already very familiar with teaching in the studio, and he said while drawing: "Everyone sit together, squeeze and watch, the short one is squatting in front, the taller classmates are standing in the back, giving each other space... This pen, Can you see? I saw that many students were holding the strokes yesterday. That's not good. You have to be so horizontal so that the lines can come out. There is also the shadow treatment here. You can be gray, but not dirty, and the lines must be more transparent. It's done."

Lao Cao spoke carefully and carefully, and he didn't hide his tricks. "When the highlights are brightened, if you can't use the eraser well, just use a steamed bun."

"Teacher, can you still use steamed buns?"

"Why not? Everything is a tool, as long as you can draw well. When I was studying in the Academy of Fine Arts, I was bored in the classroom and painted every day. I brought a few steamed buns and a bottle of water. The rest of the steamed buns can also replace the eraser, it's easy to use!" Lao Cao said casually with a smile.

His painting is really good, and at first glance, he has the basic skills for many years.

Lao Cao slowed down, finished a painting slowly, and then let the students start to copy it compared to the sketch book.

As he wandered around the studio, he said, "Everyone, pay attention to the length of time when drawing. During our professional exam, the sketching time is three hours. Some students have to hurry up and not linger."

The classmates who were scribbling and scribbling corrections as soon as they came up were so frightened that they immediately began to increase their attention and work hard to frame.

Guo Jingyu sat in his seat, shook his wrists, and began to live.

He still doesn't know Lao Cao, but he is confident that Lao Cao will take the initiative to sit and chat with him in two hours.

On the other side, in Chengnan School.

Li Tongzhou received an application form for the Mathematical Contest in Modeling in the teacher's office.

"This selection competition is divided into independent propositions and prescribed propositions. There are four days in total. The requirements of the competition were told to you last time. Now it is the allocation of team members. You need to think about it carefully." The teacher in charge of this matter is very familiar with Li Tongzhou. He is also quite satisfied with this honor student, but at the same time he carefully reminded, "This competition requires that all team members must be from the same school, and each team cannot have more than 4 people. You go back and think about suitable candidates. You lead the team and try to find classmates who have worked well in the past."

Li Tongzhou glanced down, and named Song Zhuoran, who was ranked first in the list.

The teacher nodded and said: "Song Zhuoran's strength is not bad, our school originally wanted to form two teams to go out, you and him each lead a team, so if you two are on the team, I will react with the above, this time we will go out. A team has a better chance of winning.”

"it is good."

Li Tongzhou agreed, and his eyes stayed on the competition site for a long time before moving away.

The teacher agreed with Li Tongzhou to let him go back, and soon called Song Zhuoran to come over.

Squad Leader Song was very active, his eyes lit up when he heard the game, especially after hearing that the game was in the capital, he patted his chest and assured, "Teacher, don't worry, I will work hard with my classmates and I will definitely bring back the trophy to the school. !"

The teacher in charge smiled and said, "Li Tongzhou is good at math and computer, but he still lacks in communication with his classmates. You must take good care of him when you go there. By the way, are there any classmates who are good at papers?"