Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Chapter 362, Sister Liu's thanks, report, new topic

Jiang Zhe took a medium-sized oil paintbrush and painted the blush on the face of the character in the painting.

Liu Yifei suddenly asked, "Jiang Zhe, the pose you asked me to take looks a bit like a Titian painting, right? Am I remembering correctly?"

Jiang Zhe leaned back slightly, looked at the picture, rubbed the brush on the brush cloth, and said, "Yes, you have seen this painting?"

Liu Yifei said: "I can't remember the name of the work. It seems to be a portrait of a woman lying on her side."

“Yes, the Venus of Urbino.”

“Have many painters created similar works?”

"This is a famous painting by Titian. Many painters have imitated this model and created many masterpieces."

“Isn’t this considered plagiarism?”

Jiang Zhe said: "Picasso once said that masters just copied directly. He also said that he took it and painted it more beautifully. It means using the same pattern to create different aesthetics."

Liu Yifei said, "Oh," Then ~ do you need me to take off my skirt..." She made a gesture to take it away.

Jiang Zhe glanced at her and said, "No, I want to paint a different feeling."

Liu Yifei saw Jiang Zhe's eyes.

Before, she hinted several times, but Jiang Zhe didn't respond, and she thought her charm had dropped sharply. Now it seems that he still has a good impression of her.

During the silence just now, she had been thinking about whether she should use her greatest asset to maintain the relationship. Judging from all aspects, she would not suffer any loss if she had a relationship. Thinking of this, she felt more relaxed.

Jiang Zhe switched to a larger paintbrush and quickly depicted the character's clothing and background.

Although the figures’ postures imitate those of famous works, the background and the color tone of the picture are not exactly the same. What is shown is a scene of modern life with a more leisurely atmosphere.

Apart from the characters themselves, everything else is summarized with broad strokes.

Jiang Zhe guessed what Liu Yifei was thinking. However, he didn't want to be distracted when he was creating, and he was also considering whether there would be other problems if he got stuck.

Liu Yifei was chosen as a model because of her unique beauty. Many women at this age have their appearance declining, but Liu Yifei is a relatively rare example.

Jiang Zhe quickly put these thoughts aside, not wanting to dwell on them, and just let things take their course.

He began to adjust the characters' faces, brushstrokes and depiction techniques, approaching Sargent and Feschen, but not exactly the same.

"Okay, Sister Liu, you can take a break now." Jiang Zhe finished his work and began to clean up his painting tools.

He was very careful every time he cleaned up. He would maintain the brushes and scrape off the unused colors on the palette.

He doesn’t like to let unused colors pile up, eventually rendering the palette unusable.

I have seen some painters display all the palettes they have used during an exhibition to show people how hard they work.

Jiang Zhe always felt that showing off one's efforts to others was just a show. It was enough for one to know how hard one worked.

Liu Yifei walked to Jiang Zhe's side and pressed against his shoulder. "This painting is more beautiful than my real self."

Jiang Zhe said, "You are beautiful, I have made the picture as simple as possible."

In this painting, you can't see too many changes in light and dark, but you can feel the texture of the skin, the structure and weight of the characters. This is the effect of the warm and cold colors and the application of brushstrokes.

Seeing Jiang Zhe busy, Liu Yifei said, "Let me help you. Tell me how to do it."

Jiang Zhe refused: "I like to organize my own painting supplies. You can rest and drink water."

"I don't know how to thank you. I'll treat you to dinner."

Jiang Zhe said, "No need for dinner, go back and accompany the children."

"I'll give you a watch?"

"Okay, there's no need to mention this anymore."

"Can I cook a meal for you?" Liu Yifei noticed that Jiang Zhe's kitchen was very clean and didn't look like he cooked often, so she thought of another of her strengths.

"From now on, every time I come over, I will help you clean and cook you a meal? As a thank you, how about that?"

Jiang Zhe thought for a moment and said, "How can this be so embarrassing? Asking you to be a model is a job, but disturbing you and cooking for you means you become a babysitter, right?"

"It's okay, I'll cook a meal and you can try it. What do you like to eat?" Liu Yifei said.

Jiang Zhe said: "It's OK to have both meat and vegetables."

“Are there any dietary restrictions?”

"No, as long as it's not too spicy."

Liu Yifei looked at the existing ingredients and said, "I'll make fermented bean curd meat and steamed fish. How about that? Can I also make a blanched Chinese cabbage and Chinese cabbage with sesame sauce?"

Jiang Zhe smiled and asked, "Do you know so many?"

"Just watch me." Liu Yifei immediately started busying herself in the kitchen.

As she became familiar with Jiang Zhe's kitchen, her movements became more and more skillful.

Jiang Zhe packed up his painting supplies, prepared the books he would use for tomorrow, then made a pot of tea, cut some fruit, and sat in the living room, watching Liu Yifei busy herself.

At this time, Liu Yifei looked like a good wife and mother.

Jiang Zhe felt that this kind of real busyness was more natural and full of life charm than posed photos, so he used sketches to record some of the moments.

"Steam the fish and pork with fermented bean curd slowly." Liu Yifei brought the cabbage with sesame sauce and blanched choy sum to the table.

Jiang Zhe cleared the table and helped serve the food.

Soon, steamed fish and fermented bean curd meat were served on the table.

They washed their hands and sat down facing each other.

"Try it, how is my cooking?"

Jiang Zhejia picked up a piece of fermented bean curd meat and put it in the bowl.

The pork belly is bright red, fragrant and not greasy.

"Delicious!" Jiang Zhe praised sincerely. "It's delicious with rice." Liu Yifei said. "Try other dishes."

Jiang Zhe tasted the dishes one by one.

The ingredients for the steamed fish were slightly inferior, but it was pretty good. The two vegetables were very delicious.

"Sister Liu, I didn't expect that you are so good at cooking."

"In the future, I'll come over and model and help you with your meal, how about that?"

Jiang Zhe said while eating: "In that case, I will give you a raise."

"No, this is to thank you."

Jiang Zhe did not continue to argue.

The two of them had a very relaxing meal.

After dinner, Liu Yifei said goodbye and left.

Jiang Zhe sent her downstairs, watched Liu Yifei leave, and took a walk in the community. He felt that it was not bad to maintain the current relationship. After all, he really didn't have so much time and energy to deal with too complicated relationships.

On Monday afternoon, Teacher Hu was browsing the Binhai News and Binhai Education News Weekly that he had just received in his office.

These two platforms published reports on the Art Academy on the same day.

The Newsweek report took up a full page, front and back, but the content on the Academy of Fine Arts only took up a quarter of the page, plus three pictures.

After reviewing the weekly test, Teacher Hu read the news.

The space used in the newspapers was even smaller, and there were not many reports on the specific deeds of the Academy of Fine Arts.

After reading it, she threw the two documents aside and said to her colleague next to her: "We have been preparing for many days and have been busy for so long, but you haven't said a word."

"Be content. Some of the interview clips may appear in our local news." A colleague said, "This is how the publicity reports used to be."

"They interviewed so many teachers and students. Not a single one was reported?" Teacher Hu said.

An older teacher said, "Go back and delete and revise it. Look, the report on the dean is just a few lines. What else do you want?"

Teacher Hu was silent.

A teacher looked at the time: "It's time to go eat."

"Let's go together."

Many teachers have dinner at school and then go back to the dormitory or home.

"Teacher Hu, let's go. Let's go eat."

"Okay, you go first." Teacher Hu put the two documents into his bag. There were some empty phrases in it, which he could directly apply when writing materials in the future.

She sat down in the cafeteria and saw Jiang Zhe and Chen Yan walk in together.

Jiang Zhe saw Teacher Hu calling him, so he asked Chen Yan to help him get food first and walked over. "Teacher Hu, do you have any instructions?"

"There are reports about our school in the weekly and news papers. Do you want to take a look?"

“Any reports about me?”

"I mentioned it. Do you want to see it?"

"Thank you, teacher. I'll go buy some food and come back later."

"Okay, let's go."

Jiang Zhe and Chen Yan bought dinner together, found a seat, and then came to see Teacher Hu.

Teacher Hu has already taken out newspapers and weekly magazines.

"Look, page 23, page of the newspaper."

Jiang Zhe quickly found the relevant content. As expected, there was only one sentence, about what teacher and Jiang Zhe and other students won. The two reports were similar, as if they were taught by the same master.

"What do you think?" asked Teacher Hu.

Jiang Zhe said: "I don't have any feelings. Those interviews seem to be useless."

Teacher Hu put away the newspaper and weekly test, and repeated to Jiang Zhe what her colleagues had advised her today.

"I understand." Jiang Zhe said.

"Go to eat quickly."

"Thank you, Teacher Huang."

Jiang Zhe returned to Chen Yan and started eating.

"What's the matter?" Chen Yan asked.

Jiang Zhe described the incident again.

"I was waiting to read your related reports, but this is all you got?" Chen Yan was a little disappointed.

Jiang Zhe was very open-minded. After all, the system prompted that there were special opportunities.

After dinner, Chen Yan took Jiang Zhe out of the cafeteria and started taking a walk.

Because it gets dark earlier and earlier, the street lights all over the campus have been turned on.

Many students return to the dormitory after eating, while some carry their backpacks or various items to the study room or training room; some students arrive late and rush to the cafeteria.

Jiang Zhe felt that this scene showed the beginning of the night life of college students, so he stopped and began to observe.

"What's wrong? What are you looking at?" Chen Yan asked.

Jiang Zhe said: "Look at the state of these people. It's time to start a new creation. Maybe this is a good subject."

He looked up. Because of the surrounding light, the sky was gray-blue. The lights on the surrounding teaching buildings were gradually lit up. This scene happened to be the night scene that he liked very much and was good at depicting.

(End of this chapter)