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

On Monday afternoon, Jiang Zhe walked downstairs to the teachers' office building and saw that the monitor had already arrived at the steps at the entrance of the building waiting to collect the papers.

After Jiang Zhe handed in his paper, the monitor took a look and said, "Okay, there must be nothing wrong with your paper."

Jiang Zhe said: "Your paper also needs to be revised, it will definitely be passed."

The monitor said, "Not necessarily. Teacher Zhang is very strict, and I don't want to write it again. By the way, what elective course will you choose next week?"

Jiang Zhe said, "I'm going to choose Chinese painting."

In his previous elective course, he chose Green Landscape Painting, intending to continue learning the techniques of Chinese painting.

"What did you choose?"

The monitor said, "I choose interior design. It's not easy to find a job with this major. I plan to learn other designs. If I can't find another job, I will go to a design company."

Jiang Zhe nodded in agreement.

Students studying pure art, if they have plans for the future, should either prepare for postgraduate entrance exams or learn one or several design subjects before graduation to avoid being unable to find a job.

After dinner, Jiang Zhe accompanied Chen Yan for a walk, and then prepared to return to his studio.

On the way to the parking lot, I happened to see Teacher Luan Yuhui walking towards me.

Teacher Luan Yuhui was wearing breathable and comfortable sportswear, holding a small ice cream in her hand, tasting it as she walked.

Jiang Zhe stopped and prepared to say hello.

Because of the turn in the road, Teacher Luan Yuhui saw Jiang Zhe at the same time and subconsciously wanted to hide the ice cream in her hand. However, it was too late and she felt a little embarrassed.

Jiang Zhe took the initiative to greet him: "Teacher Luan."

"Oh, Jiang Zhe, are you going out?" Teacher Luan was embarrassed to eat ice cream in front of his students.

"I'm going back to my studio. Is this White Rabbit ice cream delicious?" Jiang Zhe asked with a smile.

"Very good. It's too hot today, so..." Luan Yuhui felt even more embarrassed to continue eating after being asked this.

Jiang Zhe didn't expect that Teacher Luan had such a side to him. "Where did you buy it? How many flavors are there? I'll buy some too and save them for later."

Hearing Jiang Zhe's question, Luan Yuhui felt relieved. "There are ones with fillings, and ones with chocolate crispy skin."

Jiang Zhe saw that the White Rabbit ice cream in Luan Yuhui's hand still had a little bit of chocolate crispy skin.

Understood.

Luan Yuhui saw Jiang Zhe's eyes and quickly changed the subject.

"Jiang Zhe, I've heard the news from the past two days. Don't be discouraged."

"thanks for your encouragement."

Luan Yuhui had wanted to say these words to Jiang Zhe for a long time, but there had never been a suitable opportunity, and she was too embarrassed to go to him alone.

I just happened to meet you today.

She pointed to a nearby road and said, "It's quieter here. I'll finish my ice cream here so I don't run into more people. Will you walk with me?"

"Okay." Jiang Zhe followed Luan Yuhui and started walking on the path.

"Has it been a while since you last painted figures?" Luan Yuhui asked while eating.

Jiang Zhe said: "I just finished a paper in the past two weeks. I didn't do any long-term sketching."

Luan Yuhui took two bites of the ice cream and saw that Jiang Zhe's hands were empty, so she said, "It doesn't seem right for me to eat alone and have you watch me."

Jiang Zhe also wanted to say, let me have a taste, but that would be too much.

"I'll treat you next time."

Jiang Zhe said: "Don't forget it."

"If you need to draw dance moves in the future, you can come to me. I know a lot of dances."

Jiang Zhe immediately asked, "What dances are there? I don't quite understand." He also gradually mastered the conversation skills to communicate with others and led the conversation to Luan Yuhui's profession.

Luan Yuhui was also willing to chat with Jiang Zhe, so she talked about her own professional topics incessantly.

Before she knew it, she had finished her ice cream and had not yet finished chatting. When she felt her fingers getting sticky, she said, "When I talk about my profession, I forget about time and delay your work."

Jiang Zhe said: "I'm fine, so I can learn from you."

"You can come to me if you have anything to do. Go back early."

The two people ended their conversation happily.

Luan Yuhui watched Jiang Zhe drive away before turning around and walking towards the dormitory. Chatting with him always made her feel happy and relaxed.

Jiang Zhe returned to the studio, ready to continue perfecting his work with Liu Yifei as the model.

While preparing the tools, I thought of some of the things Luan Yuhui said today.

Recently, most people who met him would say a few words of comfort. Of course, he also heard some sarcastic or mocking words.

I don't care about these things, but the impact of this defeat seems to never dissipate. I just hope that good news will come soon and wash away these voices.

Time flies. On Thursday morning, Jiang Zhe brought his tools and came to the Chinese painting classroom as required by the elective course.

Students who choose to take Chinese painting courses come from different majors.

Because many students don’t know each other, they can only wait boredly for class to start.

Jiang Zhe saw a few classmates he had met before but was not familiar with. He greeted them and sat down in the front row.

Soon, a male teacher walked into the classroom.

Jiang Zhe knew this male teacher, Tan, who was a teacher of traditional Chinese painting. In this selection, he participated in the city-wide selection but failed to enter the provincial selection.

Many students know the teachers and take the initiative to say hello.

After Teacher Tan responded, he saw Jiang Zhe sitting in the front row. Before class started, he took the initiative to come over and sit next to Jiang Zhe.

He said to Jiang Zhe who stood up, "Sit down and talk. Why did you choose this course?"

Jiang Zhe said, "I heard that you were here to teach, so I wanted to come and learn."

Teacher Tan said: "You made the right choice by choosing my class. Oil painting and Chinese painting are different, but learning different knowledge may be beneficial to your major."

The price of this teacher's paintings was not high, and he claimed that a single piece of his work was worth over ten thousand yuan. Jiang Zhe was particularly proud to take his class.

The class bell rang and the chat ended.

The teacher returned to the desk and the students sat down.

Teacher Tan did not call the roll and started teaching directly.

“Dear students, you come from different majors.

I think everyone who comes here to study is interested in Chinese painting.

Whether you have known Chinese painting before or not, I hope you will gain something from it.

When you were admitted to art college, most of you studied sketching and Western painting.

Before learning, we need to clarify one issue.

If we use Western standards of anatomy and realism to measure Chinese painting, it would certainly be inaccurate.

Chinese painting has its own very mature aesthetic system and depiction methods, such as using lines to shape, scattered perspective, leaving blank space and other implicit aesthetics. These are different from Western paintings.

Let’s use an example to understand this.”

Teacher Tan used a projector to play a picture of the work while he was talking.

“This is the work of Li Tang, a painter from the transition period between the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty.

You should have seen it in appreciation class.

The work is called Moxibustion Picture, also known as Village Doctor Picture. ”

(End of this chapter)