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Liu Shishi didn't wait any longer and even took the time to play a cameo role as a killer.

Her action skills have not yet fallen off, especially for such a cool role, she is even more comfortable with it.

However, after the role was finalized, she had no more reasons to stay on the crew.

After saying goodbye reluctantly, Cheng Shuo accelerated the filming progress.

Afterwards, there were only side scenes, and Liu Yingjian returned to the camera position.

Cheng Shuo's role has been completed, so he rushes to Dafen Village dozens of kilometers away from time to time to collect scenes.

It is not common for the director to leave the scene while the crew is filming.

But it has become commonplace in Cheng Shuo's crew. After all, he carries more than just the identity of a director.

Liu Yingjian didn't hesitate. In the previous scenes we collaborated with, he often acted as a hands-off shopkeeper. After completing the important work, he would put all the leftovers into his own hands.

The advent of the traffic era has heightened Cheng Shuo's sense of crisis.

He was dissatisfied with the output of only one play a year.

Moreover, the planning of outdoor variety shows has gradually come to prominence recently. Every month, there are invitations for three to five variety shows to be regular guests on the table, and the prices offered are also higher than the previous ones.

If Cheng Shuo wasn't really too busy, he would have really wanted to get the money back in vain.

Sighing slightly, Cheng Shuo accepted this idea, at least until he had some free time after the filming of "Van Gogh" was over.

He only had a draft of this movie, the script, the cast, and even the story line and conflicts were not sorted out.

More importantly, he had to learn oil painting techniques from scratch.

Since it is an art industry, it will definitely not be a job that happens overnight.

What Cheng Shuo can do is to use the simplest method, directly integrate into Zhao Xiaoyong's family workshop, and learn from scratch.

Zhao Xiaoyong was also a little surprised by Cheng Shuo's arrival.

Surprise flashed across his face for a moment, and then a smile broke out.

"excuse me."

Zhao Xiaoyong looked much sloppier than the last time he saw him. There were yellow stains of sweat all over his head. The sweat flowed down and left traces on his forehead similar to rivers.

The body is covered with colorful paint, and even the hands are full of colorful paint.

I rubbed my hands hard on my clothes twice, but the paint on my hands had solidified and I couldn't wipe it off no matter how hard I wiped it off.

He chuckled twice before sheepishly taking the gift from Cheng Shuo.

Immediately, he stepped aside and said earnestly: "Please come in, please come in."

It was late at night, and the room of dozens of square meters was illuminated by a dazzling light.

There were seven or eight people in the room, most of whom were in the same situation as Zhao Xiaoyong. They hurriedly gave Cheng Shuo a smile and continued to immerse themselves in painting.

The light is abundant, but when it touches each person, it leaves a dark shadow on the white canvas.

These people can only draw more finely by putting their eyes on the drawing board.

Zhao Xiaoyong was still afraid that everyone's cold attitude would embarrass Cheng Shuo, so he explained aloud: "It's almost the deadline, so we're working overtime to make up for it."

Seeing how busy they were, Cheng Shuo stopped talking and directly explained the purpose of his visit, "I want to learn painting this time. You guys are busy with your work, and I will just watch without disturbing you."

"fine."

Zhao Xiaoyong smiled and said, "Look at it, we have almost completed this month's list, and there is no difference between this and two days."

As he said that, he showed a confident smile again, "There are still more than 70 paintings left. The fastest I can do is complete one in less than forty minutes. It's very fast."

"Is it convenient for me to participate too?"

Cheng Shuo pointed to the drawing boards scattered on the floor in the room, "I think shooting this story requires some background."

"Convenient and convenient." Zhao Xiaoyong immediately bent down and picked from these drawing boards.

After thinking for a long time, he stood up and fixed the drawing board, "This is easy to use. I'll find drawing paper for you."

"No need, I'll just draw whatever I want."

"Okay, if you have any questions, just call me."

Zhao Xiaoyong's job was not easy either. After arranging Cheng Shuo's arrangements, he started busy with his own work again.

Cheng Shuo did not finish writing, but first watched from behind the crowd.

This room is indeed a bit small, and scrap manuscripts are scattered randomly on the floor.

Cheng Shuo moved on tiptoe, trying not to make a sound.

The painting Zhao Xiaoyong painted is Van Gogh's "Sunflowers". It can be seen that he has painted this painting thousands of times.

Although there were templates placed on one side of the drawing board, he never glanced at them and started writing without any hesitation.

It is said to be a painting, but it appears more like a description. With just a splash of pen and ink, the sunflower painting was completed bit by bit in his hands.

Returning to the drawing board he had just painted, Cheng Shuo moved his gaze to Van Gogh's classic "Starry Night" hanging on the wall.

First, I briefly looked at the proportions, and then quietly adjusted the colors.

When he saw that the colors were almost adjusted, he silently started painting bit by bit.

There are many elements in the painting "Starry Sky", and the position of the cutting line of the cypress trees in the painting is very precise, which completely conforms to the angle of the golden cutting line.

Just to find this location to confirm the subject, Cheng Shuo spent a long time tracing.

Although he has some basic knowledge, he still has relatively little exposure to oil painting, so he paints very slowly.

The sounds of heavy breathing in the room, the sounds of annoyance and tearing off drawing paper, the low-pitched exchanges, and the chirping of insects all made Cheng Shuo sink deeper into creation.

It wasn't until he finished the cypress tree that he let out a long breath.

Sitting up straight, he found that Zhao Xiaoyong was standing behind him at some point.

"Have you ever learned to draw?"

Cheng Shuo nodded, "The director needs to be able to draw storyboards. I have learned a little bit about sketching and sketching."

He really only learned a little bit, mainly to show his presentation ability and use it more on the camera.

He has never required beauty and artistry, as long as others can understand them.

"oh."

Zhao Xiaoyong nodded, "Then your foundation is pretty good and you will make rapid progress."

He looked up at the model copied by Cheng Shuo, "I painted that painting."

As he spoke, there was a hint of complexity on his face, "A foreigner came here to negotiate an order before, and the price for this painting was 200,000 yuan."

"Two hundred thousand?"

"Yes, I didn't sell it."

Cheng Shuo grinned, "I can tell."

Zhao Xiaoyong choked and was choked by Cheng Shuo's senseless remarks.

"The lines are clear and the colors are full, very nice."

Zhao Xiaoyong shook his head, "I thought it was good at first, but since I went to Europe and saw the original work of Van Gogh, it's not right at all. It's all wrong. They are two different things."

He sighed silently, with a hint of loneliness on his face.

"If you have time, go to Europe and have a look, and you will know what I mean."

"There will be a chance."