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

Chapter 421, Charm Effect, Luan Yuhui's Transformation
1pm, in the small conference room of the Department of Plastic Arts.

The department head announced the end of the meeting, and teachers and students filed out.

Jiang Zhe followed Teacher Hu and walked out of the conference room door.

The school organized a meeting for the teachers and students whose works were selected. Most of the content was praise, but there was only one thing that was really useful.

The selected works will be sent to the provincial capital for selection. The school will be responsible for this matter, eliminating any worries for teachers and students.

Teacher Hu said to Jiang Zhe, "I estimate that my work will only be able to make it to the provincial capital." She had been with her students for a long time and had no scruples about what she said.

Jiang Zhe replied: "Don't underestimate yourself. You still need to lead your students to improve and enter higher-level selections."

As the two chatted and laughed, Teacher Yan, who was walking in front, slowed down and said to Jiang Zhe: "In my opinion, your hope is greater than ours. After all, you are young."

When it comes to this level of selection, many teachers are already powerless, so they no longer care about success or failure.

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Jiang Zhe rested in the car for a while, and according to the class time, he carried his tools and went to the lotus pond.

The lotus pond has a long history. It is planted with water lilies and lotus flowers, and there are also ornamental fish. There are weeping willows and several old buildings nearby. Although the road surface has been hardened, the scenery is good, and several students have already planned to sketch here.

Jiang Zhe found a shady place, searched for materials, drew a few drafts, and finally decided to use several buildings and the reflections of the lotus pond as the theme.

The existing scenery was too messy, so he made some changes and deletions to the draft and moved the positions of some of the scenery.

After adjusting the draft, he began to sketch on a 30×46cm oil canvas.

He has two or three hours to paint in the afternoon, but what he wants to depict is the scenery and light around 2 p.m. He has to capture the scene at that moment.

When the light changes, most of the scenery can only be used as a reference, so speed is essential.

While he was adjusting the manuscript, he compared what Teacher Yan had taught in the morning with his own understanding.

To complete a sketch today, it is not only about depicting the light, but also about letting go and experimenting with brushstrokes and paint to create all sorts of wonderful effects.

The application of paint, in addition to shaping, is also beautiful in itself. The color strokes of classical painters are to create the desired image.

He had been doing the same in his previous explorations and experiments. However, today he wanted to change his approach and temporarily abandon his successful realistic techniques, using some commonplace scenes to play with brushstrokes and paints. It was like playing a game, stacking and placing brushes and paints as if they were toys.

Light, paint, outline.

The effect created by each stroke of color is not just a part of the shape; its shape and texture itself are also very interesting.

Playing this kind of fun game allows you to temporarily forget some of your usual cognitions and habits, which is both relaxing and comfortable.

Unconsciously, he was immersed in this creation.

The sun is stronger in the afternoon, making pedestrians feel uncomfortable.

Many students who were sketching could no longer bear the sunlight; some changed their positions, while others used umbrellas to block the sun.

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Chen Yan knew that Jiang Zhe was sketching, so she went to find Jiang Zhe during her break.

She held a cup of coffee in her hand and looked around as she walked.

The students sketching on campus were very scattered, and she asked several people before she found Jiang Zhe.

She sat directly next to Jiang Zhe, leaned on him, and watched him paint comfortably without paying attention to the eyes of others.

Jiang Zhe asked as he was drawing: "Don't you have to go to class?"

"We are taking a break." Chen Yan replied.

Jiang Zhe moved closer to her collar and sniffed: "It does smell like sweat."

"You're so annoying. Where can I get it? I was so kind to bring you coffee." Chen Yan pinched Jiang Zhe and handed the coffee to Jiang Zhe's mouth. Jiang Zhe said, "Thank you, I made tea."

Chen Yan knew Jiang Zhe's habits, so she took Jiang Zhe's cup and took a sip: "Is your tea so strong?"

"Drinking tea will quench your thirst."

"There's not much water left. Let me get you some."

Jiang Zhe put down his paintbrush, stood up and stretched his arms and legs, then said, "I'll go get some water. Please help me watch the easel so it doesn't get blown down by the wind."

He stood up and moved around, also giving himself a break.

After returning to her seat, Chen Yan asked, "What did you say in the meeting?"

Jiang Zhe gave a general idea of ​​the content.

"Are you going to the provincial capital?"

Jiang Zhe shook his head. "During the selection period in the provincial capital, everyone is in class, so there is no need to go. The school will send the works over and directly participate in the selection. Once the results are available, they will be sent up again."

Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief. She was reluctant to let Jiang Zhe run away. She felt empty when she thought about being too far away from him. After hearing the news, she immediately felt more at ease.

Chen Yan took advantage of the break and ran back to class.

Jiang Zhe continued sketching.

Because he was so absorbed in painting, he paid no attention to the people passing by. During this time, some classmates and teachers came to watch him, but he would just keep his head down and paint unless they asked him about it.

Jiang Zhe smelled the scent of gardenia and felt someone walking towards him, but he still didn't look to see who it was.

Only after finishing the sketching did he look to the side and found Luan Yuhui standing next to him.

As Jiang Zhe turned his head, her eyes also turned to Jiang Zhe.

Luan Yuhui is wearing a long skirt today.

She is graceful and elegant, with fair skin and clear eyes.

"Hello, Teacher Luan, you don't have class?" Jiang Zhe felt pleasing to the eye, but at the same time, he suppressed his inner thoughts and only uttered a polite word.

"I don't have classes today. I passed by here and saw you guys sketching, so I came over to take a look." Luan Yuhui stared at Jiang Zhe with a smile, her eyes moving and the topic turned to another direction.

"This painting is different from your other works. I thought you liked to paint realistic works." Luan Yuhui racked her brains to find a topic.

She had seen Jiang Zhe from afar several times in the past few days and wanted to say hello, but she didn't know what reason to find.

Today, I happened to pass by and saw students majoring in oil painting sketching. I immediately thought that I might meet Jiang Zhe, so I strolled around the campus, and sure enough, I saw Jiang Zhe.

The moment I saw Jiang Zhe, I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt like getting close to him.

However, I felt embarrassed to watch Jiang Zhe painting in front of so many students.

So, as if she had nothing to do, she walked around and looked at other students' works, and slowly walked to Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe was painting. She did not disturb him but just watched him quietly. She felt that this moment was very beautiful.

Jiang Zhe was also very happy to see Luan Yuhui. Since he presented her with his work, the two had no chance to chat alone.

He didn't know to what extent his personal charm had improved after improving his personal attributes twice in a row, but he just felt that Luan Yuhui was more talkative than before.

Luan Yuhui wanted to stay a little longer, but unfortunately, she saw Teacher Yan coming over.

She reluctantly said goodbye to Jiang Zhe and said hello to Teacher Yan.

(End of this chapter)