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You can search for "Starting Singing Reward 100 Billion Group Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Madam, what did I say wrong to make you so angry?"

The woman said: "These paintings are all my teacher's handwriting. I don't allow you to talk nonsense. His skills are recognized by the entire Academy of Fine Arts."

Zhang Yuan felt funny and said, "Since you put it on display, it's for people to see, and it's not allowed to comment."

Lin Feifei also agrees with this.

It's just that the girl was still angry, even blushing, and said, "What qualifications do you have? It's just like most people, arty. There are not many people who really understand art."

Lin Feifei was unhappy and said: "I heard it out, what you mean is, we don't understand, you understand, right,"

The woman sneered, noncommittal.

Lin Feifei couldn't understand her appearance, and felt inferior.

"Don't be angry, why be angry. People are just complaining about the teacher. This is normal. At least it means that the teacher is an elder respected by the students."

While comforting Lin Feifei, Zhang Yuan said to the girl: "It's just that we have different views on art."

Zhang Yuan is in a good mood today and doesn't want to argue with each other.

"Let me see what you can do, otherwise, you have to apologize to the teacher," the woman said paranoidly.

Just now Zhang Yuan gave her a step, and she couldn't make it.

Since she decided not to accept it, Zhang Yuan could only fight.

"Well, everyone will learn from each other," Zhang Yuan said.

It's all about playing.

Besides, he has just obtained top painting skills. Isn't it a waste of talent if he doesn't use it well?

"follow me,"

The woman led Zhang Yuan and Lin Feifei into the lounge in a corner of the art gallery.

There is a desk here, which is simply furnished but very quiet.

"Just try sketching, you can draw anything you like, see who draws the fastest and best," the woman said.

"Yes, please,"

Zhang Yuan readily agreed.

"Hey, are you sure? Or let's go. If you lose later, you will be ashamed," Lin Feifei whispered.

Zhang Yuan smiled: "It's okay, don't worry, just watch it carefully."

The woman gave Zhang Yuan the pencil and white paper, and then began to paint.

Rustle!

She writes quickly and extremely fast.

It can be seen that her foundation is also very profound, she deserves to be a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, her specialty is different.

This sketch is also a kind of sketch.

Also called a small sketch.

It is a sketching method that can show the dynamics of characters, expressions, as well as the perspective and optical principles between objects in a short time.

Generally there are straight line sketches, hook line sketches and so on.

Pencils, ballpoint pens, gel pens, etc. can all be used for sketching.

It tests the author's observation ability and painting skills very much.

Even thinking ability is also very test.

Lin Feifei secretly admired that although this woman looked annoying, she was really good at painting. In just a few minutes, she had drawn the outline of a square object.

The lines are simple, but very realistic.

Look at Zhang Yuan again.

On his paper, a beautiful woman looking into the distance appeared.

Her figure is thin, her eyes are blurred, full of hazy beauty.

She was looking at the distant building, which was entangled in clouds and mist.

She seemed to be thinking.

It's like standing in the clouds, full of charm.

"This, it seems, it's me,"

Lin Feifei blushed suddenly.

Zhang Yuan nodded: "Well, you always like to stand on my balcony and watch the scenery,"

Lin Feifei really likes to do this, just because Zhang Yuan's mansion has an excellent view and can have a panoramic view of the Bund.Literature under the pen 88 www.glgw88.com

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuan actually observed this and painted himself so vividly in a few strokes.

"Don't talk, concentrate on painting," the woman opposite reminded her, her tone full of anger.

Zhang Yuan said: "I have finished painting,"

Suddenly, the woman opposite stopped writing.

He looked up at Zhang Yuan in shock.

"When did you finish painting?" the woman asked.

Zhang Yuan said: "It was over when we were talking just now,"

The woman looks at Zhang Yuan's work, the lines are simple and very simple.

But it is vivid and vivid.

The beauty of the woman and the blurred eyes are vividly reflected through the buildings and clouds on the opposite side.

This is the fastest sketch she has ever drawn.

But it is the simplest and most vivid painting.

The ability to express such a rich picture in a few strokes shows the artist's painting skills.

But, this is too fast, less than five minutes.

"Oh, I surrender,"

Although the woman didn't want to see the two of them, she surrendered simply and neatly.

She looked at Lin Feifei and said, "Your boyfriend observes you very carefully,"

Lin Feifei blushed and whispered: "He is not my boyfriend, don't talk nonsense,"

At this time, laughter and applause suddenly sounded from outside the door.

"Hahaha, good, good, it's really scary after generation,"

Upon hearing the sound, the woman turned her head and shouted: "Teacher,"

Respectful attitude.

The old man nodded slightly and said, "Well, boy, which school do you come from? You paint very well,"

Zhang Yuan said: "I have graduated from university for several years, and I didn't major in fine arts before."

The old man was puzzled and looked at the young man wearing a mask.

"It's okay. With your talent, you don't need to go to the Academy of Fine Arts," the old man said.

Then looked at Zhang Yuan's sketch just now.

"Good, good, good,"

The old man praised him a lot and said three good things in a row.

"Well, yes, the lines are extremely simple, the characters are lifelike and vivid, this foundation is very deep,"

The old man liked Zhang Yuan's sketch very much.

Lin Feifei was also extremely surprised, but she didn't expect Zhang Yuan to have this unique skill.

Not only does she sing well, but she also knows martial arts and paints so well.

It's both civil and military.

"Thanks to the award, just paint casually, play around, unlike you, you are a senior at the Academy of Fine Arts, I dare not compare with you," Zhang Yuanqian said.

Retreat as progress.

Sure enough, the old man was recruited and said: "The kid deliberately irritated me, right? You don't want to follow me. It doesn't matter what qualifications and age are. Let's prepare. I want to compete with you," the old man said.

Everyone was surprised.

"Teacher? Isn't it right,"

The girl was a little worried.

He whispered: "It's okay for the teacher to win, in case, in case, wouldn't it hurt your reputation?"

The old man was determined and shook his head slowly: "I'm at this age, fame and fortune are like clouds, I just want to see more mountains,"

Turning around, facing Zhang Yuan, the old man smiled and said, "Besides, I may not lose."

Lin Feifei also has her own concerns.

"In case, if you are recognized by someone, wouldn't it be troublesome,"

What she meant Zhang Yuan understood. After all, Zhang Yuan was a star and a public figure.

If you accidentally make things happen, if you are recognized, it may be reported by the media.

At that time, maybe some gossip will come out.