Chapter 85: This is Lin Yuan
Chapter 85: This is Lin Yuan
The painting department students were silent for a few seconds, and suddenly there was a thunder in the silent classroom!
"Oh my God!"
"Which fairy is this?"
"Who in the group said that the gouache of the great **** was not good, so he asked us to come over to help. Is this really good?"
"It's too scary."
"If this doesn't work, the painting students should roll up and go home. After returning home, my mother has to ask me why I knelt and watch the painting."
"We are indeed here to help."
"But it's not about helping to paint, but about helping to lift water, hand pen and chair, lift paint or something."
""
These students are stupid.
Squad leader Cao Bin is also stupid.
He thought that Lin Yuan called the seniors of the painting department to help paint, but he didn't expect Lin Yuan to call this group of people over to let this group of professional painting seniors fight!
Isnt it just a hand?
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 art knowledge.
Sketch studies the relationship between form and space, while gouache is the expression of color and environment. If you want to say what is the relationship between the two, it is probably that everyone pursues a certain three-dimensional sense, so many famous painters have only one special direction.
Someone is a sketch.
Some people are gouache.
Someone paints oil paintings.
Someone painted Chinese painting.
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 has taken for granted that Lin Yuan is a painter who specializes in sketching. Who would have thought that Lin Yuan was a genius who mastered both sketching and gouache at the same time?
This is the real God!
You have to 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 dont know who shouted first:
"The great **** taught me gouache!"
This sentence reminds everyone that a chain reaction was triggered in an instant, and a group of students blushed and talked: "Ahhhhh, I want to learn gouache from the Great God!"
"Great God Kang Kang I!"
"Kneel and beg the **** to flop!"
trained a bunch of masters of sketching, Lin Yuan's teaching level is already obvious to all, and now Lin Yuan has shown his gouache strength, this group of people naturally know how rare this opportunity is, all of them are as crazy!
"Five hundred one hour."
Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged.
Zhongyu struggled to squeeze to the forefront: "You guys are all special, don't grab them. 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!
"Make your face!"
Someone was impatient immediately: "You, a fake public servant, will definitely write your name on the first appointment!"
""
Of course, that's what I said, but everyone honestly made an appointment with Zhong Yu for Lin Yuan's gouache teaching, and Zhong Yu was indeed the first to make an appointment with his name.
"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, a group of people clamoring for a treat, leaving Cao Bin in a daze when facing the blackboard.
Yan Mengjia and her art team went back to the dormitory after eating, 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 people could only leave.
"It seems to have gone to the wrong classroom."
arrived 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. Which building is this?"
"That's right."
The students behind have 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 painting on the blackboard newspaper, and the few people seemed to have been fixed.
"You are here."
Cao Bin turned his head and looked at Yan Mengjia and the others, and said, "I have to go to dinner, I don't know if the cafeteria is closed."
"this is?"
Yan Mengjia stared blankly at the blackboard newspaper, she was 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!
Its only about two hours before they leave school, right?
Magic?
is magic, right?
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 and said, "Is it the Lin Yuan we know?"
Cao Bin did not 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 almost responded subconsciously.
There are 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 Niubi!"
"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 smiled tacitly, and they were not surprised at Lin Yuan's reaction.
Arrogant?
No, no, no.
This is 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.
is not only Kong An.
The several gouache mentors behind him couldnt help but stare ~ Is this blackboard paper a student can accomplish?
Did they hire someone outside?
Or which teacher secretly helped?
After several 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 can 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, Lin Yuan, and then at the blackboard, then at Lin Yuan, then at the blackboard, and then at Lin Yuan...
is really not the author's water number, his actions are indeed repeated several times.
Then, he asked with a complicated expression: "Did you paint it alone?"
Lin Yuan said: "Yeah."
Kong An approached the blackboard and quietly admired it, and said: "It turns out that you can paint so well in gouache, but some details are not enough, 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 it hasn't been done yet?"
Lin Yuan said: "It's cloudy recently, it's a bit damp."
Everyone in the class: "..."
Big brother, why dont you tell the other party that the ink is not dry and the details are not in place, because this blackboard newspaper was actually drawn by you in two hours?
Ok.
He is too lazy to explain.
At this point, it is still very Lin Yuan.
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