My 1991

Zhou Jingni said: "Then the teacher suggests that it would be better for you to buy a cat."

Lu An shook his head: "I'm afraid the cat won't work. The former resident group leader of Guifei Lane tried his best to borrow two cats.

As a result, the cat was poisoned to death by rat poison that day, but the rats were unharmed. Their intelligence had surpassed that of the cats. "

Zhou Jingni's eyes were unkind: "That won't work. I've been feeding this dog for two years. It has feelings and cannot be poisoned."

Lu An said: "My house has only four walls. In the past, rats were disgusted and I didn't even want to come here to poop on one. There is no medicine, so don't worry."

Seeing how serious he was, Zhou Jingni pondered for a while and finally gave the answer: "I'll go back and think about it."

Hearing what she said, Lu An was already 80% sure.

Tsk, I'm afraid you won't come. How could you not save me if you come? My long-term meal ticket.

After eating the noodles, Lu An threw away the bowls and chopsticks and went to do preparations, such as installing the easel, mixing paints, etc.

Zhou Jingni looked at the busy figure from a distance, and finally picked up two bowls and washed them.

After a while, the woman who finished washing the dishes wiped her hands with a dry towel, came over and said very seriously:

"Lu An, the teacher wants to tell you something..."

Hearing this, Lu An didn't wait for her to finish speaking, so he pulled her over and pressed her into the prepared chair:

"Shhh! Don't worry, wait until I finish the painting. I'm very inspired now."

In a daze, Teacher Zhou was forced to become a painting model.

Generally speaking, oil painting creation is divided into two parts.

The first is modeling, which is mostly done in sketches.

It is said that the great masters of oil painting are all masters of sketching, and this statement is true.

For Lu An, who has been immersed in sketching for decades, sketching is like a child's play house. Most of the time, it is done in one go, and only a few need to be revised repeatedly.

The second step is coloring.

After sketching, there is coloring. During this process, some colors need to be blended and some need to be superimposed.

If the color effect does not come out, it has to be scraped off and recolored. This is a repetitive process that tests people.

It is also the process by which a painter demonstrates his true skill.

A true master of oil painting has an extremely keen observation of the primary and secondary relationships in a painting, such as the levels of color, the level of light and dark, and the level of composition space.

From the perspective of art history, oil paintings painted using unique and pioneering techniques will eventually be recognized and become famous in history.

Anyone who imitates other people's techniques, no matter how delicate and lifelike the painting is, cannot be considered a high-quality oil painting.

The "Eternity" that Lu An did not complete before his death was his unique technique, a work of accumulation and understanding throughout his life, his ambition, and his hope to become famous.

It's just a pity that someone died just halfway through the painting.

Before putting pen to paper, Lu An repeatedly looked for angles, and finally said: "Teacher Zhou, it's not like this, the shape is wrong."

Zhou Jingni didn't understand and looked at him.

Lu An walked over and adjusted the angle of her body, "Put your arms to a more relaxed position, twist your neck over and over again, and twist it several times more to show the lines of the neck muscles."

Seeing that he was chattering non-stop and seeing that what he said was precise and precise, Zhou Jingni watched him quietly the whole time.

She never said a word or resisted in her behavior. It wasn't until Lu An stopped trying that she said threateningly:

"If you dare to get a score of 73 in math in the next midterm exam, you will lose your role as teacher."

Lu An turned a deaf ear to this and stood aside in deep thought. He always felt that something was wrong. After a while, he suddenly said:

"Comrade Zhou, take off your clothes."

Zhou Jingni frowned, stood up and was about to leave.

Lu An tapped her forehead, quickly pressed her shoulders, pressed them back and said, "My fault, teacher, you misunderstood. You took off your shirt and jacket so that your proportions can be perfectly displayed."

Zhou Jingni’s death stare.

Lu An said: "Art pursues perfection and sacrifices for art. You are wearing a singlet underneath anyway, so it doesn't matter."

Zhou Jingni snorted coldly: "To sacrifice for art, why don't I just take off all my clothes?"

Lu An said: "No, just sacrifice your coat. If you take it off again, I will call someone. You are so beautiful, I am afraid that I will act like a gangster."

Seeing that he didn't dare to push further, the expression on Zhou Jingni's face finally softened.

She didn't mind taking off her coat. She had put on it temporarily before going out in the morning. It was a bit cold in the morning.

Of course, the reason why she didn't resist being a model for him was because she was really curious.

The last sketch about Meng Qingchi made her feel amazing

This morning he gave me another sketch of himself, which was equally stunning.

Although she couldn't tell whether the paintings were good or bad, she had interacted with her cousin a lot, and she still had a certain level of appreciation for good and bad paintings.

Moreover, Lu An's family conditions are not good, but he bought so many painting tools today, which made Zhou Jingni's curiosity reach its peak.

She believed that if he dared to do this, he either had real materials, was confident about his own painting skills, or had a really high talent for painting.

Either that? He was just blindly arrogant, and in a moment of trance, he would do some oil painting on a whim.

If this is the case, Zhou Jingni feels that she has an obligation to correct his evil habits in time, especially since the college entrance examination is less than a year away.

With this in mind, Zhou Jingni gently took off her coat and placed it on the stool next to her.

Lu An stopped talking, retreated behind the easel, and got busy.

For a moment, the two of them were silent. One looked at him, and the other raised his head and lowered his head in a cycle. It was extremely quiet.

Time passed by, and when he finished the sketch, Zhou Jingni asked: "I saw that it often takes ten days and a half for someone to paint an oil painting.

How long does it take you to paint an oil painting? "

Lu An said: "Maybe it's because the painting is super realistic? It's common for a painting to last for three to five days, and it's not uncommon for a painting to last for ten and a half months, or even one month.

However, what I am creating today is freehand modern oil painting, which is similar to freehand Chinese painting. It does not pay attention to composition and details, but only pursues an immediate expression of emotions and feelings, focusing on the display of charm. The strokes are very fast. Don’t worry, time will not pass. too long. "

At this point, he really wanted to ask: Do you know any professional painters? Is the other party awesome or not? Are there any connections behind this? Introduce me.?

Many thoughts flashed through, but Lu An didn't ask.

He feels that there is no rush now, the wool must be harvested slowly, and sustainable development must be pursued.

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