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Fearing that Chen Feng did not have a clear understanding of the identity of the first-class painter, he systematically explained in detail.

Painters are divided into five levels:

Level five!

The painting art has reached the level of upgraded membership, and its works have a certain influence within the county and city;

Level four!

The painting art reaches the level of national membership, and its works can enter the province-wide painting and calligraphy auction;

Level three!

His works have a certain influence throughout the country, can enter national auctions, and have collection value;

Level 2!

Has notable achievements in national artistic creation, his works can enter the international auction stage, and are very popular in domestic collection circles;

One level!

He has significant creative achievements in the history of Chinese art. His works have achieved high prices in international painting and calligraphy auctions and have long been welcomed by collectors at home and abroad.

According to this standard, Su Xinyan can only be considered a second-level painter.

And Chen Feng, a first-class painter, is a level higher than Su Xinyan!

The system is awesome, the system is mighty!

Chen Feng looked at Su Xinyan who was frowning on the sofa and said confidently: "Yanyan, I'll go to your room and give you some guidance."

Su Xinyan awakened from sleep.

She sat up with her knees, still couldn't help smiling: "Chen Feng, you want to give me guidance? Are you sure?"

Chen Feng nodded: "The master leads the door. The practice is personal. You have no creative inspiration. I can provide advice, but it is impossible to let me paint for you."

"Hahaha!"

Su Xinyan laughed so loudly on the sofa.

The long skirt was messy, showing slender legs and tender feet.

Seeing Su Xinyan's smile, Chen Feng said with a serious face: "I will give you one minute to think about it. If you haven't considered it well for more than one minute, you will lose this opportunity to be guided by me forever."

Su Xinyan almost fainted with a smile.

Look at Chen Feng's eight-pack abs.

No, Chen Feng looked serious.

She nodded, stood up, and pulled a strand of broken hair behind her ear: "Well then, go to my room."

Su Xinyan's room is on the fourth floor of the villa.

Different from the overall luxurious decoration style of the villa, all the items in the interior are simple and clean, with clear lines.

The warm and cold colors are matched and coordinated, showing the taste of art creators everywhere.

"Go to my studio."

Su Xinyan took Chen Feng into the studio.

As soon as I entered, a strong smell of paint came over my face.

The white walls are covered with various watercolor paintings, some of which are painted by Su Xinyan casually, and some are well-known paintings at home and abroad.

The ground is full of scrapped manuscripts and dots of gouache paint.

"This is where I usually paint. It's a bit messy, don't mind." Su Xinyan kicked a few batches of scrap manuscripts aside, and used her feet to clear an aisle enough for two people.

Chen Feng looked at the drawing board and Su Xinyan had already painted half of the painting.

The painting is a natural scene with rain and clear weather, the scenery is relatively open, and the colors are soothing.

The colored ribbons between the clouds are in the sky, the field is golden, and there are a few cattle and sheep walking on the trail, and there are birds rising and falling nearby.

Although the scenery is drawn with paint, Chen Feng has a kind of immersive reality.

It seems to smell the fresh air and hear the sounds of creatures in the wilderness.

Undoubtedly, the exhibition of this painting can cause quite a stir in the art world.

"The painting is good." Chen Feng praised, and then changed the subject, "If an ordinary college student takes the final homework of the term, he will definitely get a good score."

"What did you say?" Su Xinyan laughed again.

For this painting, it took her several months from conception to draft to coloring.

What is poured in is not only the hard work and energy, but also the expectations.

She was going to exhibit this painting at a Sino-foreign art exchange exhibition. Once collected by collectors, the auction price would start at least tens of millions.

As a result, it came to Chen Feng's mouth.

Such a famous painting is only worthy of giving college students final homework!?

Su Xinyan asked amusedly: "Chen Feng, you also study art?"

"No, I mainly study the matter transfer scientific research project. I am currently conducting a space transfer experiment of non-material energy objects." Chen Feng answered truthfully.

Su Xinyan heard it in the mist: "I didn't understand."

Chen Feng changed his view and replied: "Simply put, it is to convert energy into a physical substance and then a physical substance, and do work to make it perform a mechanical movement of random motion."

"Still didn't understand." Su Xinyan looked dazed.

"To put it simply, it is to move bricks."

"Puff--" Su Xinyan laughed while holding her belly.

Her smile is very natural.

The corners of the thin lips raised a nice arc and smiled, as bright as the sunshine in spring.

Finally, she stopped laughing. She looked at her paintings, folded her hands around her chest, and said seriously: "Chen Feng, even if I drew freely, it can sell for hundreds of millions. Since you are not studying fine art Yes, did the comment just now belittle me too much?"

The tone was unhappy.

The fiancee looked angry.

Chen Feng was very eager to survive and said: "Yanyan, your creative ability is very strong, but this picture does not fully show your level."

Seeing Chen Feng's analysis seriously, Su Xinyan asked curiously, "According to you, what do you think should be added to my painting?"

"Love."

"Love?"

Su Xinyan was wondering when she saw that Chen Feng had walked towards the drawing board.

He sat down on the chair, picked up the pen, and started to draw without saying a word.

Su Xinyan leaned in anxiously, trying to stop: "Eh, didn't you just give me guidance? Why did you just paint it?"

Chen Feng turned his head and smiled confidently: "Yanyan, trust me."

The hand that had been placed on Chen Feng's right hand slowly retracted.

Seeing the confident light flashing in Chen Feng's eyes, Su Xinyan no longer stopped.

She knelt down in silence, staring at the drawing board without blinking.

No need to think, no hesitation.

The skillful switching between brushes and the uniform blending of various colors are all handled with ease under Chen Feng's hands.

Slowly, Su Xinyan's attention was no longer on the drawing board.

This is the first time she has focused on a man to paint.

The beautiful face, the facial features are as sharp as carved.

The corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling, showing a trace of bohemianness, but his eyes were fully focused.

The figure is tall and straight, with strong muscles in the upper body wrapped in light, and strong abdominal muscles.

Because he had just taken a bath, he was sweating thinly, and the fragrance of shower gel wafted out of his body.

A few drops of transparent water dripped from the end of the wet hair from time to time, dripping down the neck, with the sexy that all girls could not help but want to scream.

"So handsome!" Su Xinyan looked obsessed, her cherry lips becoming more and more rosy.