Soul Painter

Gao Fan couldn't remember when he returned to his room.

It seems that he was invited out because he stayed in Lu Guoying's place for too long.

In a vague way, he seemed to have exchanged with Lu Guoying about Lu Zhi's whereabouts. Lu Guoying's answer was, don't worry, the child often does this. He disappears for a few months, but he is fine when he comes back.

This answer made Gao Fan feel relieved, so his mind was completely immersed in the line drawing given by Lu Guoying.

Old man Lu... No, if Mr. Lu had a system panel, his 'line' skill value must be above 90, or close to 100?

Gao Fan looked at two line drawings, one was his own, and the other was given to him by Lu Guoying's teaching style.

Also expressing "a shocking beauty" and "a pair of eyes nestled like jewels", Gao Fan used nearly fifty lines, while Lu Guoying only used four, but Lu Guoying's expression was more precise than Gao Fan's , these four lines depict 'the reality that does not exist'.

"Grandpa Lu must have a foundation in fine brushwork..." Gao Fan muttered, "I should also learn Chinese painting, as well as anatomy, psychology, and ideological politics."

He murmured that there was too much to learn.

Lu Guoying still suggested that Gao Fan learn from Holbein, and also learn from Qi Baishi if he has the conditions, and Tian Shiguang if he has no conditions. These two masters of Chinese painting are in the same line. Qi Baishi is talented and Tian Shiguang is specialized in fine brushwork. As for the subject matter that Gao Fan wants to paint at present, Lu Guoying has the mentality of "watching the fun".

"The kid doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. You have to bump into the south wall a few times to know how good you are."

After Gao Fan left, Lu Guoying said this to Lawrence.

A painting, as long as anyone wants to paint it, even a three-year-old child on the street can paint a painting.

But if you want to draw well, there is no upper limit.

Gao Fan didn't know if Lu Guoying's level was enough to make a portrait of 'Mi Mao'.

But he himself is certainly not enough.

Just imagining in his mind, he can't use his own skill level to spell out this painting, and when he actually writes, it will be very difficult and dangerous.

And which painter can write thousands of pens without having a well-thought-out plan.

"But only by challenging the limit can we cross the limit~" Gao Fan was enthusiastic.

He looked at his current system status bar. After counting various bonuses and the improvement due to Lu Guoying's guidance just now, the color is 74, the line is 74, and the structure is 78. In addition, the inspiration brought by Mimao's gaze is great. When it explodes, the three major items of painting will all increase by about 5 points, which is a bit small, which may be due to the low base value of Gao Fan's three major items.

"The upper limit of ordinary people is only 100, but masters like Da Vinci, Dali, and Van Gogh must have far exceeded this upper limit..." Gao Fan muttered.

Gao Fan has long thought that Lu Guoying's three major items should be close to full value. Gao Fan has also seen his works. They are very powerful and his skills are close to perfection. He is a proper 'master', but he still has not reached the height of establishing a school. , obviously, the height of the 'grandmaster' should be more than 100 in all values.

The skill value of the painter's three major items has an upper limit of 100, but there must be a way to exceed this upper limit.

For masters, the full level may mean that the game of painting has just begun.

"I used to think that I could become a grandmaster by stacking the three items to 100. Now that I think about it, that's just the height of a mortal. My hope is that I stand at the peak... the peak of art history throughout the ages..."

While talking, Gao Fan took out a new drawing paper.

Now he has to experiment, how many skill points are needed to reach Lu Guoying's line level.

Let's experiment again, whether this skill value is enough to make a base for "The Portrait of a Mi Mao".

So he took out the two carving knives that he was going to give back to Lu Guoying, but Lu Guoying asked him to take it first, saying that Lu Zhi would ask him for two carving knives.

The world of flesh and blood specimens suddenly flashed before his eyes.

Although the SAN value reaches 80, it can't stop the screaming sound.

Gao Fan resisted the urge to say prayers to this great being, and focused on the drawing paper in front of him.

With the superimposition of two carving knives, his anatomy becomes 38, while the line reaches 94 in an instant, and the structure becomes 88.

A large amount of painting knowledge poured into Gao Fan's brain like a tide, directing his fingers to start dancing on the canvas.

The line drawing given by Lu Guoying, who couldn't understand anything just now, became understandable in an instant. With the skill value of "Structure" as high as 88 points, you can understand what kind of space layout Lu Guoying chose, and the skill value of "Line" has reached 94 points. It also made Gao Fan understand where the agility represented by these four lines came from.

No, no, no, no...a little higher!

When you see the gap, you know that the gap really exists.

To perfectly repeat these four lines, Gao Fan needs a higher skill value!

Gao Fan began to recall "Mi Mao" in his mind. The world in his eyes seemed to return to the underground abyss, and he saw two rounds of huge eyes slowly floating above the thick fog, and above the eyes, flying towards the mid-air Extended seven-color brilliance.

boom!

A lot of inspiration began to boil in Gao Fan's mind.

At this time, Gao Fan couldn't check how much the three major items had improved in his system status bar, because the explosive inspiration drove him to create, to create, to create!

Gao Fan started to go crazy, drawing lines on the drawing board.

He just used fifty to draw the eyes of Mi Mao, but this time he only used fifteen.

But not enough.

He can do better.

all night.

The room was filled with the sound of 'chacha' pens falling, and the sound of 'hissing' drawing paper being torn to shreds.

...

the next morning.

The director who had already had breakfast knocked on Gao Fan's door.

Knocked a few times, no response.

After a while, Lu Guoying and Lawrence also came.

As Mr. Lu got older, he felt less sleepy and got up early. Lawrence still followed him, planning to act as a driver to take these people to the Biennale. Now they all gathered at the entrance of Gao Fan.

Seeing half a knock on the door, no one answered.

"Is something wrong?" The director worried.

"What's going to happen? It must be because children sleep too much and don't like to get up." Lu Guoying said.

"I'll get the waiter to open the door," Lawrence said.

Soon, the waiter arrived and opened the door for the three of them.

When the door opened, the three of them froze for a moment.

Because the entire floor of the room was covered in a vast expanse of white, scattered with all kinds of scraps of paper, like a heavy snowfall, the director picked up one at random, but didn't understand it, Lu Guoying also picked up one, but his expression was a little bit Puzzled, Lawrence took a few steps forward and saw Gao Fan lying on the bed with his clothes on. He hurriedly touched his breath, and then he felt relieved and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm asleep."

Turning his head, Lawrence saw the drawing on the drawing board again, which was the line drawing that Lu Guoying gave Gao Fan. He joked again: "Teacher, if you put this line drawing at auction, it can be sold for 100,000 US dollars."

"That will have to wait until I die, and I didn't draw that." Lu Guoying said with a frown.

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