"That's right." He left it to dry, saying, "Lu Shen, could it be that these things were bought for you?"
Gu CiCi smiled and motioned her head to look forward, look forward!
064(gifted)
However, Gu CiCi turned his head distractedly, just in time to meet Lu Zhiyuan's eyes, and moved away shyly: "I told you, you can't reuse lines. I'll start writing as soon as I can't see you." He was interested.
"You didn't look at me just now, where were you looking?"
Meng Qingxue was so angry that she felt stuffy in her heart. How could Gu Cici be so shameless? What about her integrity? Could it be that Mr. Lu really didn't see that this woman had ulterior motives and bad intentions?
"Okay, let's go to class." Professor Yang pushed up his glasses and was already standing on the stage: "The still lifes are set up. If there are no more, let's start class."
Gouache is a big class, and one class lasts for a whole day.
While Gu CiCi was drafting, he whispered: "Did you realize that many people are looking at you?"
Lu Zhiyuan: "..." Why did he want to discover those.
"But." Gu CiCi paused for a while: "I also have people watching."
Lu Zhiyuan immediately put away his pen: Who?
"You, the only person in the spotlight, looking at me, shouldn't I be proud?"
Lu Zhiyuan put the pen on the drawing paper again and drew the outline of the still life.
As the ancient saying goes: "Confidence."
You can be more confident.
Gu CiCi looked at him, suddenly she was so easy to talk to, was it because of what happened yesterday? It was just a kiss yesterday. Could it be that nothing happened to him at home and she was just over-guessing?
Lu Zhiyuan suddenly thought of something and took out a stack of stapled A4 paper from the tool box and gave it to her. She had time to help others compose pictures, so she shouldn't be afraid of wasting time choosing one.
Gu Cici looked at the house above, the structure of the house, the rental price, how far it was from the school, how many people could live there, and what the surrounding supporting facilities were like. They were clearly marked: "Did you do it?" She just mentioned it,
And her parents are in special circumstances.
Lu Zhiyuan said nothing.
"You didn't sleep last night?"
He doesn't have to sleep every day.
"Thanks."
Don't use these two words.
Gu Cici looked gentle: "I'll give you an answer after reading it." Although he just glanced at it, there were several houses that were very suitable. The first floor was convenient for her parents to come in and out. He must have been choosing for a long time, so: "Let me see what you drew.
Yes, do you want me to help you draft the manuscript?"
"No...use..." Lu Zhiyuan thought about how she helped Zhou Xiaolan draw it, and immediately completed the draft in twos and twos. There were many people.
Gu CiCi didn't expect that his painting was pretty good: "Not bad."
Lu Zhiyuan took the opportunity to say: "The school has a good sculpture project. I think you have to work anyway, do you want to try it? It's paid."
Gu Cici couldn't help but hear another voice in his mind: "You are good at art. There is a senior in my senior year who wants to find an outdoor painter. Do you have time?"
The understatement tone and the casually raised topic seemed like it was just a trivial matter, and it was just right for her.
“If you want to work part-time, it’s good to work in a more relevant major.”
'It's still a part-time job anyway, nothing is different.'
"I haven't asked about the salary situation yet."
'Don't be dissatisfied if the money is small, it's all about work experience.'
The two different faces almost overlapped strangely. Gu CiCi quickly drew long marks on the paper and hurriedly said: "Okay."
Lu Zhiyuan's slightly lowered eyebrows relaxed: "Then I will agree for you."
Gu Cici looked at the abrupt lines and suddenly felt a little depressed. He mentioned it before she even opened her mouth. She should be satisfied.
"Here." Lu Zhiyuan handed over his eraser. The thread was wrong.
Gu CiCi looked at the eraser, looked at him, didn't pick it up, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll do a magic trick for you." As he said that, his pen wandered over the abrupt lines, and there were dead branches and dead flowers along this line.
The line stretches and breaks apart, poignant and desolate, reborn and eternal.
Lu Zhiyuan watched quietly, and the lifeless petals seemed to bloom on her drawing paper, eternal and undefeated.
Lu Zhiyuan's eyes moved to her face, knowing that she was very talented, but he didn't expect to be so talented.
Lu Zhiyuan did not disturb her again and retreated to his seat. He was not here to disturb her class. Every class was very important to her and was a tool for her future survival.
Lu Zhiyuan started writing again.
Gu Cici gradually forgets about the people around her and has been engaged in something she has loved for many years. It is easy to sink into it and forget everything. The still life slowly takes shape in her hands, and the physical painting seems to have jumped out of the original frame and become rich and full of stories.
The old professor walked past everyone, paused for a long time in front of Gu Ci Ci, and nodded. This child is really talented, and his talent is not restricted by techniques or frameworks.
I thought that this kind of talent would be erased and adjusted after acquired education, but it turned out not to be the case. Instead, it became more intense and self-consolidated, like a school.
If I hadn't known that this child had an ordinary background, I would have thought that there were masters in this field in her family, and that she had inherited a great talent. However, even an ordinary family should have inherited the folk art school, but there was no such thing.
It can only be said that he is extremely talented.
The old professor stood in front of Shi Sinian's drawing for another moment. This child was also very good, with mature techniques and ideas. Compared with other students, he was very good. He was a craftsman, but there was no comparison with geniuses or ghosts.
Just as the old professor was about to leave, he couldn't help but stop and stand behind Lu Zhiyuan without moving again. This painting seemed a bit familiar.
The old professor came closer and said, "You...are not from our class." His voice was very low.
Lu Zhiyuan looked at the ancient Ci Ci next to him.
Professor Yang looked at his lover, then at the man, and frowned. Falling in love requires the most genius, especially falling in love with a female artist, which is a disaster. However, he believes in ancient Ci and can understand it clearly. It is still possible because of the division of love.
Hehe, even better: "very discerning."
"Thank you." Lu Zhiyuan felt the same way, not to mention he was praising him.
"Your skills are also good, you can consider switching to another department."
Several girls next to me laughed. The professor from the Department of Chemical Engineering was probably going to eat people.
"Hurry up and draw. What are you looking at? Don't pay attention. The tool in your hand is your favorite. No matter how good-looking a man is, he still has his own plans. If there is anything good to look at, draw." But this painting method? Why does it look so familiar?
See too much?
Professor Yang couldn't see why he came, so he turned around and left.
After finishing a section of Gu Ci, he stretched his waist and took a break. He turned to look at Lu Zhiyuan and was stunned for a moment: "This stroke of yours..."
Lu Zhiyuan leaned down and helped her cover the paint box so it could dry easily.
Gu CiCi stood up doubtfully, took another look in front of his painting, and couldn't help but smile: "Chu Chu, do you have a very good memory? You copied exactly the brushwork used by Professor Yang when he painted this group of still lifes."