Tokyo life starting with painting

Chapter 24 Is this painting considered good?

Afternoon, Kita Yi School Art Studio.

This time Higashinoji did not skip the group activities.

He had just joined the art department the day before yesterday, and immediately quit his job, which was a bit inappropriate no matter how you thought about it.

Moreover, there are only two or three weeks until the work is submitted, which is not enough time.

He packed the various oil painting tools he brought to school into two large bags and went directly into the studio.

He didn't walk loudly, but the exaggerated look of holding two big bags made other girls in the studio who were still painting couldn't help but look sideways.

What is this for? Why did you come in with two such big bags?

He didn't care what these girls thought, he just sat down next to Konoe Ryoka and put his things on the ground.

There was not much movement, but it made Konoe Ryoka jump in fright.

Higashikata nodded to her in amusement, and then took out four wooden sticks from the big bag.

Click, click, click

Raising his hands to assemble the picture frame directly, Tonoji then took out a roll of linen canvas from the bag, and took out the staple gun to stretch the canvas, and nailed the canvas to the frame clockwise to tighten it. .

This made the high school girls nearby couldn't help but look at each other.

What are you doing? How to make an oil painting look like you are doing carpentry?

Konoe Ryoka was also watching in confusion, and couldn't help asking him in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

"Stretch the canvas, come here and lend me a hand, hold it down." Higashinoji was not polite at all and directly summoned Konoe Ryoka.

"Ah," Konoe Ryoka nodded obediently, stretched out her small white hands to hold the other side of the canvas, and looked at Higashinoji curiously with her big, watery eyes.

At the same time, the little girls nearby who were pretending to draw also poked their heads in this direction.

His big eyes looked at Higashikata.

This boy is good-looking but why does he want to be a carpenter?

After all, they are only high school students and do not have the requirements of college. They usually use the kind of picture frames sold in the market. How can they nail the picture frame and stretch the canvas by themselves?

The paintings they drew were just rigid imitations, without their own ideas at all.

In fact, oil paintings are basically made with linen canvas, and then the canvas is nailed to a square frame with a staple gun. This is called stretching the canvas.

Similarly, the canvas should not be too tight or too loose. If it is too tight, the wooden frame will be easily deformed. If it is too loose, it will feel strange when painting.

He knew all this.

Higashinoji's technique is very skillful and neat. In five or six minutes, the frame was assembled and the canvas was taut without leaving any edges.

But even so, Higashinoji was not particularly satisfied. He turned to Konoe Ryoka and said to her simply:

"You're so clumsy, Ryoka-kun. Being careful is sometimes a good thing, but don't be too careful. You have to be confident when doing things."

"Did you know? For example, if you paint gouache, some parts are very simple, but if you hesitate before and after, it is easy to make a bad painting."

Higashinoji didn't want to criticize Konoe Ryoka like this, but her careful movements were taboo in art.

Art students are not afraid of bad paintings, and they are not afraid of making mistakes or repainting afterward.

But if you're afraid of even writing, then you'd better not be an art student. It's really not suitable for you.

"oh"

Konoe Ryoka could only lower her head and nod, pursed her lips, not daring to refute or say anything.

Tonoji ignored her and prepared to apply white glue to the canvas that had already been primed. This step mainly involves filling the many small holes in the linen canvas. White glue should be used to fill the small gaps between these fabrics to prevent oil leakage.

As soon as he raised his hand, he heard someone saying hello next to him.

"Is this Higashino-san?"

"Yes. I'm Higashinoji."

When Higashino looked up, he saw a girl with half-long hair.

The other person has a round face and looks very cute.

Higashinoji could tell at a glance that this was the Fukushima-senpai whom Konoe Ryoka had deliberately mentioned before.

After all, she was surrounded by many little girls the day before yesterday, and her drawing skills were really good. She could be said to be the best among high school students, so Higashikata was somewhat impressed.

Just why find yourself?

Higashinoji was confused, he couldn't remember any interaction with this girl.

"Did you draw this sketch?"

Before Higashinoji could speak, Madoka Fukushima over there had already handed him a sketch and looked at him.

sketch?

Touyesi stretched his head over to take a look, nodded and said, "I drew it.

What the other party handed over was the sketch of Konoe Ryoka. Higashinoji was not particularly satisfied with the sketch, it was the kind of thing he wanted to throw into the trash can.

At this time, seeing the other party bring this piece of dark history, Higashino thought that the little girl was going to teach him how to draw, so he smiled and asked again:

"Fukushima-senpai, do you have any advice?"

"Ah no, not at all!"

Seeing Higashino smile, Fukushima Madoka was like a boy seeing a beautiful woman smiling at him, his face turned red. She held the sketch and whispered:

"I just think that with such an outstanding work, you would be very anxious if those of us who were watching lost it, Higashino-san, right? So I took it and gave it back to you."

"Ah? Senior sister, are you kidding me again? Is this painting good?"

Higashino seemed a little surprised, but soon smiled and waved.

This painting is the dark history he painted. He made many small mistakes when painting. If this can be considered well, then none of the things he painted in his previous life will be allowed to go to heaven?

"Ah? This, isn't this painting good?" Madoka Fukushima opened his mouth.

"Of course it doesn't count." Touyesi waved his hand and responded with a smile.

Although he said so, Madoka Fukushima next to him didn't think so.

You know, even Ryoko Gango praised this painting carefully for a long time, how could it be bad?

Madoka Fukushima felt that Tonoji didn't want to dampen their enthusiasm for painting, so that's why he said this.

What a nice guy, kind and humble.

Madoka Fukushima was a little moved by Higashinoji.

"If you don't mind, I'll give this painting to you Fukushima-senpai."

Higashino said with a smile while applying white glue to the canvas and returning the painting.

"Why are you so embarrassed to write such a beautiful sketch?" Madoka Fukushima said embarrassedly.

This kind of high-quality sketch, I guess Toyoshi would have to take it seriously, right?

And it only works when you are bursting with inspiration.

"No matter how beautiful the sketch is, it's not as good as Fukushima-senpai." Higashinoji happily interrupted: "And Lianghua-san is right next to me. With a model as beautiful as her here, it's not difficult to draw it again. .”

ah

Konoe Ryoka, who originally thought she had nothing to do, retreated back to painting gouache.

Then she heard Higashinoji's words, and she opened her mouth with a look of disbelief.

Why did Higashikata mention himself again?

"Okay. Then I'll accept it."

After Higashinoji repeatedly emphasized, Madoka Fukushima finally nodded and accepted the sketch.

She obviously ignored the meaning of "give it to you" in Higashinoji's words.

But Higashinoji didn't care either.

It's just a sketch of dark history. Is it possible that it can be sold for a lot of money?

Just accept it.

He turned his head and continued to concentrate on painting the white background on the canvas. Then after a while, Madoka Fukushima spoke again.

"Can I sit next to you, Higashino-kun?"

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