President Lu's sweet wife

Chapter 65 065 Care
Professor Yang took off his glasses, walked over, suddenly said: "I said, why do you look so familiar?"

Professor Yang has a set of recorded analysis of freshman still lifes, including detailed explanations of this group of still lifes. Lu Zhiyuan may have copied Professor Yang's entire process from the beginning of the painting to the semi-finished product, even the width of the paint is the same.

Professor Yang is in a better mood: "Not bad, not bad, very discerning."

I don't think the ancient words are a matter of vision. Doesn't the professor find it strange?She thinks she has good abilities and can't imitate a picture exactly.

Lu Zhiyuan can no longer simply imitate Professor Yang's painting method, but a copy, which is not inferior to the copy of the original painting.

This kind of brushwork, such proficiency in the same color matching, the exact width and brightness, as long as Lu Zhiyuan finishes the painting, the two paintings can't tell the authenticity of the copy when they are put together.

This is no longer an ability, but a living reproduction.

If this is fake?

Professor Yang obviously didn't read it that carefully. He just thought that this young man was nice and discerning. He not only accompanied his girlfriend to class, but also did so much homework: "Is it easy to understand and very penetrating? Tell me about your girlfriend. , let her worship me as a teacher as soon as possible."

The ancient words will not be broken after hearing the words: "Mr. Yang is already my teacher."

"That's not enough, the kind of tea."

"Professor Yang, you are eccentric."

"That is, we can all pour tea for the professor."

"Okay, it's best to play lip service one by one. You all listen, you can't draw worse than this classmate, otherwise credits will be deducted."

"Professor, you can't do this."

"professor."

Professor Yang walked away without looking back amidst the mourning of the flowers of the motherland.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at the colors used in the ancient speech, and his mood became more stable: dead still and sunny.

Gu Cici turned her gaze back and saw him sitting obediently in front of her drawing: "Are you impressed by my painting skills?" No matter how good a person's memory is, is it necessary to use it so completely in a painting?And, with such high talent, why not draw it yourself.

Lu Zhiyuan brushed the edge of the color scheme with his fingers nostalgic, and he did not hide his praise in his heart: "It is indeed beyond expectations." Her paintings, with pure spirituality and arrogance that cannot be stopped by the frame, are born artists, unlike her own. The paintings are in a mess, not worth keeping, let alone seeing people.

"Your ones are also very good." The copy-and-paste-like ingenious workmanship, few people can do it, and the ancient Cici asked casually: "Have you ever learned to draw?"

Lu Zhiyuan replied with shame: "I've been in touch with it a little bit." He likes Cici's paintings, which are beautiful and quiet. They are obviously still life realistic, but they seem to chisel out the world and extend her soul.

Gu Cici looked at his painting, a little?Can it be reproduced exactly?This point is too against the sky: "I always feel that in the future, the two of us will be Da Vinci and Qi Baishi in the art world."

As soon as Zhou Xiaolan got back from sitting down, she heard her best friend speak loudly: "Stop bragging, people are in charge of business, you are at best a painter, who will be Qi Baishi with you, me? God Lu, you paint really well."

The ancient words moved her flattering face away: "Mine, put away your admiration."

"Can you blame me! Is there any reason? It's even better than my art student's painting."

Ancient Ci Ci and You Rongyan: "Do you want it? I'll auction it off to you."

"You are in charge!"

Li Wenqiong immediately raised his hand: "I buy it, I buy it."

"Mine!" Gu Cici immediately sighed: "The family members are too good, what should I do if I want to hide it?"

Hearing this, Lu Zhiyuan curled up her fingers softly. She said that his paintings are good, and she would like to be Qi Baishi together, but she did not deny his paintings.

Lu Zhiyuan felt lazy.

There was laughter all around: "Gu Ci Ci, you are enough."

"There's no end to dog food, right?"

"God Lu doesn't even eat."

Gu Cici was playing with his classmates.

Lu Zhiyuan withdrew his hand and sat back in his original position. Her person, her painting, and the road she walked were all so comfortable...

Shi Sinian felt very annoyed, Lu Zhiyuan was not the first to accompany his girlfriend to class, why are they all gathered here to watch the fun!Just because Lu Zhiyuan is different!
Shi Sinian can't deny that he is indeed different, the things around him and his people are different, he sits in a pile of painting tools that she can't afford, and he has a height and confidence that she can't match!
But he gave all of these to Gu Cici, who doesn't know that Lu Zhiyuan is not an art student, who cares about who will get these things in the future!
Shi Sinian thought that he didn't even look at her that night, his heart skipped a beat, the pen in his hand accidentally dropped to the ground, and his voice was drowned in everyone's chatting and laughing.Carrying the master's expectation, the pen precisely rolled to Lu Zhiyuan's feet and stopped.

Lu Zhiyuan didn't move.

Shi Sinian slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to pat him on the shoulder and ask him to pick it up for him, but he was hit by someone, and he fell towards Lu Zhiyuan with the palette: "Ah——"

The ancient words are quick-eyed and quick-handed. , flashed over quickly, stood in front of Lu Zhiyuan, and caught her: "Are you all right?"

Lu Zhiyuan slowly released the hand holding the easel, and immediately supported Gu Ci Ci.

"Cici, your clothes!" The seasonal new style sent by Lu Shen: "It's stained with paint!"

Lu Zhiyuan grabbed Gu Cici's arm and shook the girl away from Cici's grasp.

what are you doing?Gu Cici calmly took away his hand, and straightened Shi Sinian: "Be careful." By the way, he helped her pick up the pen.

"Thank you." Lu Zhiyuan almost caught her, why did she rush out, but immediately said panickedly: "Your clothes..." These were bought by Lu Zhiyuan, would he speak?
"It's okay, just wash it off."

Li Wenqiong felt a little regretful: "I don't know if I can wash it off?"

"How about I pay you back?" So, where did you buy it?
"It's okay, I..."

Lu Zhiyuan directly pulled her back and sat down: "You hit the easel with your arm just now." He said worriedly and lifted her sleeve.

"I am fine."

"Something happened."

"It's all right."

"I have something to do." Lu Zhiyuan looked at her.

The ancient diction is speechless.

There was laughter all around: "Huh——"

Gu Ci raised his head in a gesture: "Still watching." But the man sat quietly and let him check.

"A little green."

"No?"

"It's blue."

"How is it possible?" With a little force: "Where?"

Zhou Xiaolan sniffed, what kind of sweet plot?

The classmates around smiled kindly.

"Everywhere."

"It's even more in my heart."

"What are you doing, what are you doing, you're not going to class, are you?" Gu Cici gave them a warning look, then smiled: "Pay attention to influence, pay attention to image, don't be like me, those who have no status can only sacrifice themselves to cooperate with their boyfriends."

"Gu Cici, why don't you die."

"Gu Cici, you are enough!"

Shi Sinian sat back on the seat alone, tidied up the spilled paint in aggrieved manner, feeling depressed and depressed, wanting to cry, why!
(End of this chapter)