The richest man in the world starts from picking up tatters

Are art boys so elegant?

The boy named Zhang He beside Su Cheng was not angry, but said lightly:

"Zhou Kun, I don't need to worry about whether I paint or not. I won't give up before entering Tianfu University."

A person behind Zhou Kun laughed and said:

"Come on, you are in the middle and upper reaches of the class, and you want to go to Tianfu University. It's a dream!"

"That is, it is like our Kun brother, the talent recognized by the principal personally, but in the future, he will go abroad!"

Zhou Kun was touted by the younger brother behind him, becoming more and more triumphant.

Zhang He gritted his teeth and lowered his head silently.

With his current strength, no amount of arguing will help, it will only increase the laughter.

"Ahem, Jang Hyuk, right?"

"I think these paintings are still pretty good."

At this moment, Su Cheng pointed to the sketches in his hand and said, casting an admiring look at Zhang He.

Zhang He smiled gently and shook his head.

"Thank you brother, I didn't paint well."

Zhou Kun on the side sneered:

"Do you know how to paint if you are a tattered one?"

"Take good care of your tatters, what do you know as a layman?"

"That's right, but it's no wonder that such a vulgar person can have our aesthetic high."

"Hahaha... Collect the tattered ones, hurry up when you're finished!"

When Liu Qingmu and Xiaolan outside the door saw this scene, they all showed weird looks, wanting to laugh but unable to laugh.

"This guy is pretending to be an elephant again, and he has to do it. Does he know how to paint?"

Liu Qingyan sighed.

Xiao Lan said coldly, "I don't think he may be successful, this guy is very ghost."

Liu Qingyan showed a surprised look.

Even Jang Hyuk himself thought that this eldest brother who had harvested tatters was saying this to comfort him.

After all, how can a talented person be able to do so.

Su Cheng sniffed, pretending to be here.

Su Cheng patted Zhang He on the shoulder and said seriously:

"This classmate, don't be unconfident. In fact, your basic skills are very solid. Take this sketch as an example. The fist is a real thing, and there is no way to bluff."

"The structure of the fist, the relationship between the fingers and the palm, the bones and muscles, the veins and the bearing of the epidermis, etc., must be carefully observed before sketching."

"Whether you use lines, light and shadow, or a combination of line and surface, it's just to explain what this fist is about."

"In terms of purpose, you did a good job, very cautious."

Su Cheng expressed his views without thinking, and his professional tone made everyone present stunned.

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Zhou Kun and the younger brothers did not care about the breeze blowing in the slightest. Their beautiful hair stared at Su Cheng blankly, their mouths open enough to swallow light bulbs.

At this moment, they felt as if a large number of grass mud horses were running by.

Is this something that can be said by a tattered one?

Zhang He couldn't help but admire the little brother in front of him. What Su Cheng said can only be understood by those who have studied painting seriously.

"This······"

"Su Cheng really understands!"

Liu Qingyan pointed to Su Cheng's tall and straight back, and looked at Xiaolan who seemed to be commonplace.

"However, this painting of course also has its flaws, that is, you don't give yourself feelings for the painting, and your understanding of things is not enough."

"Sketch pays more attention to practicality and materiality. Everything has its magical order and organic movement. If you feel it, the things you draw will be different."

Su Cheng explained a few more words.

Zhang He heard it in the mist.

These esoteric things are not taught in schools at all, and the curriculum focuses more on stylized teaching.

But the look he looked at Su Cheng was no longer the same.

He felt more and more that this was an expert who was hidden in the city.

Su Cheng took out a short pencil from the box and drew a few random strokes on the painting.

Zhang He took a closer look and took a deep breath.

The fist sketch in front of me was just a few random additions, and the overall feeling suddenly changed!

Let anyone take a look.

You will feel this fist showing an upright, not afraid of the sky!

Zhou Kun frowned when he saw this originally poor painting, but after a few strokes by Su Cheng, it turned to extraordinary vitality.

This is really hitting him in the face!

"Bravo!"

An exclamation sounded at Su Cheng's side, and Liu Qingyan leaned over.

As the daughter of everyone, she has naturally studied in this area, and her artistic attainments are not low.

"Su Cheng, what on earth do you still have, I really can't see through you more and more now."

Liu Qingyan hummed.

Su Cheng heard the words and sighed lightly.

"Don't be obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend."

"Brother, accept me as an apprentice!"

Zhang He suddenly held Su Cheng's arm and said excitedly, he felt that Su Cheng was his Bole!

"Accept disciples? That's not good!"

Su Cheng righteously refused to say, and then smiled again.

"However, I can give you a present."

"what gift?"

Zhang He was stunned.

Su Cheng took out a can of six walnuts from his pocket and handed it to his hand.

"Six walnuts, refresh your brain!"

Su Cheng smiled and said.

"Puff!"

Zhou Kun couldn't help laughing.

"Zhang He, you want to worship him as a teacher if you take the tattered ones. You got kicked by a donkey! Your name is Su Cheng, right? Do you know how to paint?"

Su Cheng smiled faintly: "Do you paint? You know a little bit."

Zhou Kun heard this and said condescendingly:

"It's not ashamed to say that, these days, people dare to say that they know how to make art. What do you think you are a wandering artist?"

"Brother Kun is right, who can't paint just those few strokes, you are not a blind cat and a dead mouse at best!"

"Have the ability, compare with our Kun brother, don't just brag there!"

With the little brother behind him, Zhou Kun's arrogance suddenly appeared on his face.

Liu Qingyan couldn't listen anymore and retorted:

"You don't need to be so sour in your words, Su Cheng just wanted to help this student, and said a few words casually, are you attacking him like this?"

Zhang He couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily:

"Zhou Kun, you are really enough, you can bully me, Brother Su Cheng is in your way!"

Su Cheng patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and smiled:

"Drink a drink to calm your breath, and you don't need to breathe with the villain."

Zhang He took a deep breath, he had never yelled like this before.

He nodded, opening six walnuts and drinking them obediently.

The entrance is extremely sweet.

Zhang He felt that his soul was numb.

"Drink it?"

Su Cheng smiled and said, this gave Xiaolan behind him the illusion that Su Cheng was feeding others drinking poison.

"It's delicious. I didn't expect six walnuts to taste as good as wine."

Zhang Hyuk murmured.

Zhou Kun was stunned by Zhang He and Liu Qingyan, an unknown fire suddenly rose in his heart, and said angrily:

"Su Cheng, don't you know how to paint, dare to compare with me!"

Zhou Kun's self-esteem couldn't stand it at the thought of being despised by a ragged man.

Su Cheng sighed: "Incompetent people get angry and always like to use their best way to deal with opponents."

Zhou Kun: "·······················”

"Stop talking nonsense! Just tell me if you dare!"

Zhou Kun was furious.

The other brothers also came to help.

"If you don't compare with my brother Kun today, don't even think about leaving!"

"Dare to mock others, don't you have the courage to meet the challenge? Haha."

"My brother Kun is not annoying!"

With an aggressive momentum, there were seven or eight students surrounded Su Cheng and others.

"If that's the case, then I will reluctantly compare with you, let's say, what?"

Su Chengman said casually.

Zhang He stared at Su Cheng in a daze, with surprise and expectation.

To my surprise, Su Cheng actually accepted this challenge. What I expected was that he might be able to see the real strength of this expert.

Zhou Kun smiled successfully when Su Cheng agreed.

Then the eyes fell on Liu Qingyan who was aside, and a trace of greed flicked away.

"If this beauty is willing, how about we sketch her?"

Talking about Zhou Kun cast a provocative look at Su Cheng.

Su Cheng's face suddenly became gloomy.

Damn, this kid dared to move his mind at a young age!

"Draw me?"

Liu Qingyan was shocked.

Xiao Lan suddenly stepped forward, staring at Zhou Kun with big crystal eyes.

"Do you dare to make Qingyan's idea?"

Xiaolan raised her foot, revealing a blue brick under her foot, and a crack had already opened at this time.

Zhou Kun opened his eyes wide in fright, and the back of his head became cold.

The thoughts in my heart suddenly closed.

"Okay, then draw me."

Liu Qingyan suddenly smiled, and she agreed.

"Su Cheng, if you lose, I can't spare you!"

Liu Qingyan raised her pink fist angrily and said.

"Well then, I'll just draw whatever you want."

Su Cheng looked reluctantly, seeing Liu Qingyan wanting to hit someone.

And Zhou Kun succeeded, and said in his heart, "I still paint casually, and I will see how I humiliate you!"

Then the two entered the studio and started the competition.

The students onlookers gradually increased.

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"Hey, which class and which class started to declare war again?"

"You guessed it wrong. Today is Zhou Kun, a genius in Class 4, and a rough sketch."

"Huh? Tattered ones? Are you kidding me?"

"Just kidding with your sister, there are all the tattered tricycles at the door!"

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The bright painting room was quickly cleared out, with a chair in the middle, Liu Qingyan in a red dress pursed her thin red lips, stepped on her white legs, and sat down gracefully.

The enchanting curve in the middle of the body makes everyone crazy.

Dozens of pairs of fiery eyes looked at Liu Qingyan, and it could only be said that Liu Qingyan was too amazing for everyone in terms of temperament and appearance.

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