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Chapter 85: This Is Lin Yuan
After a few seconds of silence for the painting students, there was a thunder in the quiet classroom!
"Oh my God!"
"Which fairy is this?"
"Who in the group said that the gouache of the great god is not good, so he asked us to come over to help. Is this really bad?"
"It's horrible."
"If this doesn't work, the painting students should go home with a blanket. After returning home, my mother has to ask me why I knelt and watch the painting."
"..."
This group of students are stupid.
The monitor Cao Bin was also stupid.
He thought that Lin Yuan called the seniors of the painting department to help paint, but he did not expect Lin Yuan to call this group of people over to let these professional painting seniors help to send some painting tools, go out to fetch water, and give a mention Gouache painting, hold the chair, pass the gouache by the way...
Isn't it enough to have hands?
Zhong Yu swallowed fiercely, and said with some difficulty: "So apart from sketching, you are also so good at gouache."
Popular science is a little common sense of fine arts.
Sketch studies the relationship between form and space, while gouache is the expression of color and environment. To insist on the relationship between the two, it is probably that everyone pursues a certain three-dimensional sense, so many famous painters only have one special direction.
Some people are sketching.
Some people are gouache.
Someone paints oil paintings.
Some people paint Chinese paintings.
In addition to the direction of specialization, these famous painters are basically not too bad when they dabble in other types of painting, but they rarely reach the level of their specialization.
and so……
Everyone took it for granted that Lin Yuan was a painter who specialized in sketching. Who ever thought that Lin Yuan was a genius who mastered both sketching and gouache?
This is the true God!
You must know that many of you here are masters in the painting department who are very good at sketching, but now this group of students who are known as masters in the junior painting department have all knelt down. I don't know who shouted first:
"The great god taught me gouache!"
This sentence reminded everyone that a chain reaction was triggered in an instant. A group of students rushed with red eyes and talked: "Ahhhhh, I also want to gouache with the great theology!"
"Great God Kang Kang Me!"
"Gui beg the great god to flop!"
Lin Yuan’s teaching level is already obvious to all. Now that Lin Yuan has shown his gouache skills, this group of people naturally know how rare this opportunity is. They are all crazy!
"Five hundred and one hour."
Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged.
Zhong Yu struggled to squeeze to the front: "Don't grab each one of you. Those who want to learn gouache must make an appointment with me. Don't forget that I am the number one disciple of the Great God!"
"Come on!"
Immediately someone was anxious: "You, a fake publicist, will definitely write your name on the first appointment!"
"..."
Of course, that's the case, but everyone honestly made an appointment with Zhong Yu for Lin Yuan's gouache teaching, and Zhong Yu indeed put his name first in the appointment.
"gone."
After Lin Yuan said a few words to Cao Bin, he left the classroom.
"Where is the great god?"
"Eating in the cafeteria."
A group of painting students quickly followed, and a group of people clamored for a treat, leaving only Cao Bin in a daze when facing the blackboard.
...
Yan Mengjia and her art team went back to the dormitory after dinner, because everyone knew that the blackboard newspaper was out of help, but Cao Bin suddenly called to ask them to go there, and a few of them could only leave.
"It seems to be in the wrong classroom."
Arriving in the classroom of the East Building, Yan Mengjia glanced at the blackboard after entering the door and turned to speak.
"what?"
The boy behind Yan Mengjia also entered the door and took a look, but was also stunned: "It seems that I really went to the wrong classroom. What building is this?"
"That's right."
The students behind had already seen the back of Cao Bin in front of the blackboard newspaper: "Isn't that our monitor?"
Several people looked at each other.
A few seconds later, they rushed into the classroom at the same time, staring blankly at the landscape paintings on the blackboard newspaper, and several people seemed to have been fixed.
"You are here."
Cao Bin turned his head and glanced at Yan Mengjia's group of people and said, "I have to go to eat. I don't know if the cafeteria is closed."
"this is?"
Yan Mengjia stared blankly at the blackboard newspaper, feeling a little at a loss for a while, the previous blackboard newspaper was erased, and replaced by a landscape painting that people can't help but wonder!
But it seems to be only about two hours before they leave school, right?
magic?
Is it magic?
Cao Bin fully understood everyone's reaction and explained with a smile, "Lin Yuan painted it."
The boy behind Yan Meng was a little uncertain: "Is it the Lin Yuan we know?"
Cao Bin didn't answer, but looked at Yan Mengjia: "Lin Yuan said that the person in charge of the blackboard still wrote your name, but I don't think it is very good. It is better to put your name behind him, and you will get credits."
"Oh oh."
Yan Mengjia responded almost subconsciously.
...
There were still classes in the afternoon, but when Lin Yuan returned to the classroom after dinner, someone in the class suddenly shouted:
"Lin Yuan is here!"
"Lin Yuan's great appetite!"
"You drew the blackboard newspaper?"
"Drew in two hours?"
Everyone looked at Lin Yuan as if they knew him again.
Yan Mengjia walked to Lin Yuan and said softly, "Thank you."
"Ok."
Lin Yuan sat in his place.
The students showed tacit smiles, and they were not surprised at Lin Yuan's reaction.
arrogant?
No no no.
This is very Lin Yuan.
At this time, there was a commotion in the corridor. The art tutors responsible for the selection of the blackboard newspaper have arrived, and the person headed is the number one person in the art department, Kong An!
The classmates were sitting in distress.
The judges entered the door one after another, and Kong An, who was walking in the front, glanced at the blackboard and was suddenly stunned.
It's not just Kong An.
The several gouache mentors behind him couldn't help but stare. Is this blackboard paper a level that students can complete?
Did they hire someone outside?
Or which teacher secretly helped?
After a few seconds, Kong An spoke slowly, with a serious tone: "Who did the report on the blackboard in your class?"
"Lin Yuan!"
Yan Mengjia was the first to speak.
Lin Yuan could only cooperate with raising his hand.
Kong An's doubts disappeared instantly.
He looked at Lin Yuan, then turned to look at the blackboard newspaper, then at Lin Yuan, then at the blackboard, then at Lin Yuan, then at the blackboard, and then at Lin Yuan... …
It's really not the author's number of words, and his actions are repeated several times.
Then, he asked with a complicated expression: "Did you paint it alone?"
Lin Yuan said: "Yes."
Kong An approached the blackboard and quietly admired it, and said, "It turns out that your gouache is so good, but some details are not in place, and there is room for improvement."
"..."
Please, with such a large blackboard, it takes only two hours to paint. How can it be possible to have all the details?
Yan Mengjia wanted to explain, but Lin Yuan didn't speak, and they could only hold back.
At this time, a teacher looked at Lin Yuan and said, "It's because the professor is too demanding. In my opinion, the painting is already perfect. It's this ink. It seems that it hasn't been done yet?"
Lin Yuan said: "It has been cloudy recently and it's a bit damp."
Everyone in the class: "..."
Big brother, why don't you tell the other party that the ink is not dry and the details are not in place, all because you actually drew this blackboard newspaper in two hours?
Ok.
He is too lazy to explain.
This is still very Lin Yuan.