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Chapter 34, Sacrifice for Art

Zhou Jingni said: "Then the teacher suggested that you should buy a cat."

Lu An shook his head: "I'm afraid the cats won't work. In the past, the head of the residents' group in Guifei Lane tried their best to borrow two cats.

As a result, the cat was poisoned to death by rat poison that day, but the mice were safe and sound. Their intelligence has surpassed that of cats. "

Zhou Jingni's eyes were not friendly: "That can't be done, I have fed this dog for two years, and it has feelings, so it can't be poisoned to death."

Lu An said: "My house is surrounded by bare walls. In the past, mice were disgusted. They didn't even want to come here to pull a piece of mouse droppings. Don't worry about those who didn't put medicine."

Seeing the seriousness of what he said, Zhou Jingni pondered for a while, and finally gave the answer: "I'll go back and think about it."

Hearing what she said, Lu An already had [-]% certainty in his heart.

Tsk, I'm afraid you won't come, how can you die if you come, my long-term meal ticket.

After eating the noodles, Lu An threw away the bowls and chopsticks, and went to do the preparation work, such as installing the easel, how about mixing the paint, etc.
Zhou Jingni watched the busy figure for a while, and finally picked up two bowls to wash.

After a while, the woman who finished washing the dishes wiped her hands with a dry towel, walked over and said very seriously:
"Luan, the teacher has something to tell you..."

Hearing this, Lu An didn't wait for her to finish speaking, he pulled her over and pressed her on the prepared chair:

"Shh! Don't worry, I'll talk about it when I'm done painting. I'm very inspired right now."

Confused, Mr. Zhou was forced to be a model.

Generally speaking, oil painting creation is divided into two parts.

The first is styling, which is mostly done in sketching.

It is said that major events in oil painting are masters of sketching, and this statement is true.

For Lu Ann, who has been immersed in sketching for decades, sketching is like a child's play house. Most of the time, it is done in one go, and only a few need to be revised repeatedly.

The second is coloring.

After sketching, it is coloring. In this process, some colors need to be blended, and some colors need to be superimposed.

If the color effect does not come out, it has to be scraped off and recolored. This is a trial and error process.

It is also the process of the painter showing his true skills.

A real oil painting master has an extremely keen observation ability for the primary and secondary relationship of a painting, such as the layers of color, the layers of light and dark sides, and the layering of composition space.

From the perspective of art history, oil paintings painted with unique and pioneering techniques will eventually be recognized and famous in history.

Anyone who imitates other people's techniques, no matter how delicate and realistic the painting is, is not considered a high-quality oil painting.

The "eternity" that Lu An did not complete before his death belonged to his unique technique.

It's just a pity that people died after half of the painting.

Before writing, Lu An repeatedly looked for angles, and finally said: "Mr. Zhou, it's not like this, the shape is wrong."

Zhou Jingni didn't understand and looked at him.

Lu Ann walked over and adjusted the angle of her body. "Swing your arms to a more relaxed position, twist your neck over, then over again, and twist it a few more times, so that you can show the lines of the neck muscles."

Seeing that he was chattering non-stop, and seeing that what he said was methodical, Zhou Jingni watched him quietly the whole time.

She never said a word, and she didn't resist in her behavior. It wasn't until Lu Ann stopped tossing that she threatened to say:
"The next mid-term exam, if you still dare to score 73 in math, you will lose the model of your teacher."

Lu An turned a deaf ear to this, stood aside and pondered, always feeling that something was wrong, and suddenly said after a while:
"Old Comrade Zhou, take off your clothes."

Zhou Jingni frowned, stood up and was about to leave.

Lu An patted her forehead lightly, quickly pressed her shoulders, pressed her back and said, "My fault, teacher, you misunderstood. It's because you took off your coat and coat so that your proportions can be perfectly displayed."

Zhou Jingni's death stare.

Lu An said: "Art pursues perfection, so sacrifice a little for art. Anyway, you are wearing unlined clothes, it doesn't matter."

Zhou Jingni snorted coldly: "Sacrifice for the sake of art, why don't I just take it all off?"

Lu An said: "Don't, just sacrifice your coat. If you take it off again, I will call someone. You are so beautiful, I am afraid that I will be a hooligan."

Seeing that he didn't dare to push forward, the expression on Zhou Jingni's face finally eased.

She didn't care about taking off her coat. The coat itself was temporarily added before going out in the morning, and it was a bit cold in the morning.

Of course, the reason why she didn't resist being a model for him was because she was really curious.

The sketch about Meng Qingchi last time made her feel amazing

This morning he gave another sketch of himself, which was equally stunning.

Although she can't tell the specifics of the paintings from good to bad, but she has dealt with her cousin a lot, and she still has a certain level of appreciation for good paintings and bad ones.

What's more, Lu An's family conditions are not good, but Zhou Jingni's curiosity reached its peak when she bought so many painting tools today.

She thought that if he dared to do this, he must have real materials, be confident about his own painting level, and really have a super talent for painting.

or what?He was just blindly arrogant, and he had a brain twitch for a while, and he made some oil paintings on a whim.

If this is the case, Zhou Jingni feels that she is obliged to correct his crooked practices in time, especially if the college entrance examination is less than a year away.

Thinking like this, Zhou Jingni gently took off her coat and put it on the stool next to her.

Lu Ann didn't speak anymore, and retreated behind the easel, getting busy with his heart.

For a while, neither of them spoke, one looked at him, the other looked up and down, going back and forth, very quiet.

Time flew by, and when he finished the sketch, Zhou Jingni asked: "I saw that it usually takes ten and a half months for someone to paint an oil painting.

How long does it take you to paint a painting? "

Lu Ann said: "Maybe it's the super-realism of the painting? It's common for a painting to last for three to five days, and it's not uncommon for ten days and a half months, or even a month."

But today I am creating freehand modern oil paintings, which are similar to freehand Chinese paintings. I don’t pay attention to composition and details, but only pursue an immediate expression of emotions and feelings. too long. "

At this point, he really wanted to ask: Do you know a professional painter?Is the opponent awesome or not?Are there any contacts behind it?Introduce me.?

Many thoughts flashed by, but Lu An didn't ask.

He feels that there is no need to be in a hurry now, the wool should be collected slowly, and sustainable development must be pursued
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(End of this chapter)