Open the Journal: I Drove a Helicopter

Liu Jun's face was very ugly.

He can only gamble now.

Just now he said that Lin Chen painted oil paintings to justify the name of oil paintings, purely to find a way to step down, and to divert the attention of the students.

But he didn't expect that Lin Chen would still be willing to paint Chinese paintings on the spot.

But thinking of a certain point, he gradually let go of his heart.

That's the difference between traditional Chinese painting and oil painting.

Oil painting emphasizes realism, while traditional Chinese painting emphasizes artistic conception.

In terms of realism, Chinese painting is absolutely inferior to oil painting!

Both Jiang Li and Jiang Xuan were very excited.

After all, they had all seen Lin Chen's Chinese paintings.

Lin Chen is a veritable great master!

Especially Jiang Li, her beautiful eyes were tightly stuck to Lin Chen's body, and the things beside her could no longer enter her eyes.

Her ideal person is really a hero in the world.

I saw Lin Chen put the nib of the pen into the inkstone, and after he was full of ink, he began to draw directly on the paper.

Soon, a cute little fox slowly appeared.

Liu Jun's complexion also became more and more ugly.

The little fox is charmingly naive, his eyes are slightly squinted, and there is a hint of obsequious obsequiousness.

this way, this gesture

Liu Jun seemed to have a bad feeling.

At this moment, Lin Chen put down his pen.

The painting is done.

Back and forth, it took less than half an hour.

When the Chinese painting was projected on the big screen, everyone was shocked.

"This, is this really a Chinese painting?"

"Although there are only black and white, why do I feel like this little fox is going to come back to life?"

"I always thought that only oil painting can draw a lifelike feeling, but I didn't expect that Chinese painting can do it! Today we are an eye-opener!"

"Now I finally understand why King Zhou couldn't resist Su Daji's temptation. Who can resist this horse rider?"

"It makes me want to raise a fox!"

"Anyone who wants to raise a fox!"

Jiang Li looked at Lin Chen on the stage, her eyes were slightly red.

It's still her, Lin Chen's painting is still her.

She decided that she would be Lin Chen in this life.

Knowing Lin Chen's goodness, how could others still catch her eyes?

The attention of the students on the stage was all on Lin Chen's painting, but Liu Jun wanted to sneak away.

He carefully observed the crowd, and stepped back step by step.

At this moment, Lin Chen's eyes suddenly fell on him.

"Master Liu, where are you going?"

"I, I just want to go to the toilet." Liu Jun said obviously lacking confidence.

Lin Chen looked at him jokingly: "Master Liu, how are you doing, are you convinced?"

Liu Jun's face turned red.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

He has always been the most proud of oil painting. He is proud of oil painting, but he looks down on traditional Chinese painting.

Unexpectedly, today he turned out to be swollen by a young man.

Still in the aspect of oil painting that he is most proud of.

This blow to Liu Jun is undoubtedly great.

At this time, Lin Chen suddenly said: "Apologize, sorry for your ignorance!"

After Lin Chen opened the door, many enthusiastic students also started to shout.

"Apologize! Apologize!"

Even, a bottle of water flew from nowhere in the audience, and it hit him firmly.

Immediately afterwards, there were more and more sundries such as snacks and pens.

It didn't take long for Liu Jun to become embarrassed, and he didn't have the high-spirited state just now.

"Apologize! Apologize!"

Liu Jun looked at the angry crowd in horror, and finally, forced to apologize, he was able to leave.

After he left, the whole venue burst into warm applause.

Many students of the oil painting department began to wipe away their tears.

Even Jiang Xuan was no exception.

Jiang Li gave him a disgusted look: "Okay, old man, quickly take back your horse urine!"

Jiang Xuan:

Is it okay to feel sorry for yourself?

He didn't understand, no matter how his sister saw him, he didn't like anything.

It's like he's breathing wrong

Everyone looked at Lin Chen with burning eyes.

Just now, he, with his own strength, restored the root of the art of Chinese painting.

Even the students from the oil painting department looked at Lin Chen with admiration.

After all, not only Chinese paintings are good, but oil paintings are not bad at all!

This is the Grand Master!

At this time, I don't know who took the lead in shouting: "Master Lin! Master Lin!"

Soon, many students joined in.

One after another, the shouts are deafening!

It was even louder than the voice that made Liu Jun apologize just now.

Lin Chen was a little dazed looking at the pair of shining eyes.

And a little embarrassing.

The scene is too big.

There seems to be a feeling of being out of control.

Lin Chen looked at Dean Fang for help, and kept winking at him.

Fang Mingli also quickly understood what he meant.

Then he made a gesture, and the shouts of the students gradually became quieter.

"Okay, everyone be quiet."

"I know you're all excited, and I'm just like you."

"Thanks to Grandmaster Lin, we can preserve the dignity of traditional Chinese painting and the dignity of our Academy of Fine Arts! Let us give Grandmaster Lin the warmest applause!"

Wow!

The whole scene boiled instantly.

Lin Chen felt a little embarrassed.

"Let's invite Master Lin to come on stage and say a few words!"

Lin Chen:? ? ?

He doesn't want to go!

But under the gaze of everyone, he had no choice but to go on stage.

"Our Chinese painting is also an art, not inferior to oil painting. If you choose Chinese painting, don't question yourself. The beauty of Chinese painting is endless, waiting for you to dig bit by bit!"

"Well said, well said!"

Immediately afterwards, Lin Chen said: "Okay, I'll stop here, everyone study hard!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Chen rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and slipped out through the back door.

classmates:? ? ?

Jiang Li also took the two paintings and chased after them.

However, she always felt that she had forgotten something.

But I can't remember it.

Forget it, it's important to find Lin Chen first.

The two walked on the campus trail.

Lin Chen patted his little heart with lingering fear.

"This group of students is really enthusiastic."

Jiang Li smiled and said, "Then it's only you."

"If Liu Jun wants them to be enthusiastic, they won't be enthusiastic."

Lin Chen suddenly felt something was wrong.

"By the way, where is Jiang Xuan?"

Hearing this, Jiang Li was slightly taken aback.

"It's broken, I forgot about him."

When he came out, he was so busy chasing Lin Chen that he forgot to call him Jiang Xuan.

"Then are you still looking for him?"

"I won't look for it anymore." Jiang Li said directly.

Lin Chen was a little dumbfounded.

"Is this really okay with you?"

Jiang Li waved her hand casually: "It's okay."

Holding hands, the two strolled along the path in the small courtyard.

In the lecture theater.

Everyone had almost left, and Jiang Xuan sat down in a daze.

Who can tell him, where is his sister?

Why did she disappear when I turned my head?