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

Chapter 50, Reappearance of the Portrait of a Young Man, Sign Up (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

Ning Anchi watched Jiang Zhe painting intently.

Jiang Zhe was very free and unrestrained when creating large paintings, but he was very careful with every stroke of the 16-page small painting. He would pause for a moment after drawing one or two lines.

Based on his own judgment, he drew a sketch of a portrait, then picked up the eraser and gently rubbed the picture to blur some of the lines. He would compare each blurred part with the photo.

Seeing that most of the work became blurred and the effect was getting closer and closer to the photo, Ning Anchi roughly understood that Jiang Zhe wanted to use this blurred painting to compare with the photo.

This was the first time she had seen this method, and she became more and more interested.

She is planning to make a big investment recently, and there is a key person involved. The photo incident is a means to open up the key link.

Because the matter was of great importance, she didn't even produce the real information, but instead used another photo as a test.

Although Ning Anchi admired and even began to be interested in Jiang Zhe, she was still very clear-headed and would never reveal her true purpose until she accomplished it.

Jiang Zhe finished a painting and was not very satisfied. This painting looked quite similar, but there was always a gap between it and the photo.

In addition to accurate shape, the key to portrait painting is to summarize and condense the expression so that people can feel the beauty of the reproduction.

The original photo was already blurred, and the attempt to restore it must be for someone to see.

Anyone who looks at the photo must be impressed by the boy in the photo. Perhaps because it has been so long, the person's deepest impression of the boy in the photo is probably his expression.

If you want to satisfy your employer, you must grasp the key expressions.

Jiang Zhe changed a new piece of paper and started observing again.

After the previous description, I already have an impression of the person in the photo in my mind.

He must try to eliminate his previous impressions and observe again.

The second one, still not satisfying.

Draw the third one...

Jiang Zhe put down his pencil only after he finished the fifth one and lined up the five portraits in a row.

All five drawings show the same teenage boy, but his expressions are slightly different.

Jiang Zhe said to Ning Anchi, "Boss Ning, my level of painting can only reach this level. Please take a look."

Ning Anchi looked at the five sketches and couldn't help clapping his hands: "Good, good, I never thought you could restore a portrait to this extent based on a blurry photo."

Her praise came from the heart. When she saw the third painting just now, she already had some confidence in that thing. After seeing all the works, she was already half sure that she could accomplish that thing.

"To be honest, I have seen portraits that have been restored using various modern technologies. They are very dull and rigid, without any sense of life at all. Of course, because the purpose is different, those technologies only require the best possible accuracy and cannot make up for the regret of blurry photos."

After careful consideration, she picked out one of the paintings and said, "I think this one is the best. Could you please paint it in watercolor?"

Jiang Zhe nodded: "Okay, but I don't have enough time today. If I can take it home, I can draw it slowly."

Ning Anchi nodded in agreement: "Have dinner here."

Jiang Zhe said, "Thank you, Sister Ning. I will have lunch with my parents at noon."

"Okay, I'll have someone take you there. Call me when you're done."

Jiang Zhe carried the painting box on his back.

Ning Anchi accompanied him all the way to the underground garage.

"When you start painting in oils, I want to see your oil paintings."

Jiang Zhe said: "It may take me a long time to think and learn."

The Mercedes-Benz was not there, so Ning Anchi asked Jiang Zhe to take a stretched car.

Jiang Zhe refused: "Mr. Ning, I'm going to my parents' house. If I take this car, it will be too conspicuous. If possible, I'll just take the Fukang car."

Ning Anchi smiled and said, "That car is the one my nanny uses to go shopping."

"It's okay. I'll be fine in that car."

"Okay, whatever you want."

Ning Anchi watched Jiang Zhe leave in a Peugeot car.

She returned to the living room, slowly put away a few paintings and photos, and said to her assistant, "Please help me make an appointment to meet Teacher Miao."

……

Jiang Zhe returned to his parents' house for lunch and then took the puppy back to the studio.

In the afternoon, he stayed in the studio to review his academic subjects, make up for today's lessons, and also found time to paint the boy's portrait in watercolor.

While painting, he was guessing the relationship between the young man and Ning Anchi. In his opinion, the photo was at least several decades old, and the twists and turns were hard to imagine.

Today, Ning Anchi's words also reminded him.

The influence of watercolor painting is still much smaller than that of major painting genres such as oil painting and Chinese painting. After the college entrance examination is over, I will start learning other painting genres as soon as possible. In my previous life, I learned some courses in oil painting and Chinese painting. Now, with the help of the system, I want to achieve better results.

That night, he took some time to study his last art exam and decide which school to apply to.

In order to complete the system tasks, choose a school with a larger grasp whenever possible.

Finally, he chose the art design major of a science and engineering university in the northwest. This school has a large number of students and issues a large number of professional certificates. It is estimated that the number of applicants will not be too small, but he is more likely to get the certificate.

Jiang Zhe just told his parents about his idea, and Jiang Yi and his wife also agreed with his choice.

He had just put down the phone when Chen Yan called.

Chen Yan doesn’t have a mobile phone yet, so she uses a home landline, so she isn’t that casual when she talks.

After asking Jiang Zhe which school she wanted to apply to, she told Jiang Zhe that she was going to apply to a school in the southwest tomorrow and wanted to ask Jiang Zhe to apply together.

Jiang Zhe and Chen Yan agreed on a time and ended the call. That night, before going to bed, he opened the system to check the accumulation of this month. There were still a few days left before the settlement time at the end of April. He didn't know how much reward he could get this month.

The next morning, Jiang Zhe and Chen Yan entered the test site to register.

As the end of April approaches, the number of candidates taking the art examinations gradually decreases.

Schools that are still recruiting have extended the registration period.

Jiang Zhe saw that at the usual registration point, three schools were opening registration at the same time.

Chen Yan saw the school she was going to apply for and said, "Let's go and sign up. You came out early, so just wait for me for a while."

The school she wanted to apply for offered many majors, including vocal music and modeling, so there were a lot of applicants.

Jiang Zhe completed the registration quickly, and seeing that Chen Yan had not returned yet, he went to the square of the test site to wait.

After waiting for a while, I heard someone calling me, "Jiang Zhe, come and sign up too."

Jiang Zhe knew who it was when he heard the voice. He turned around and saw that it was indeed the monitor of his high school class.

"Class monitor, you are here to sign up too. Which school?" He asked knowingly. There were three schools that could be signed up for today. In addition to the school Chen Yan and himself had signed up for, there was also a normal college.

"I applied to Northwest Normal University, where did you apply to?" asked the squad leader.

Jiang Zhe told me the school he had applied to.

The monitor asked again: "Which school did you apply for the provincial entrance exam? I haven't seen you for a long time."

Jiang Zhe said, "Binhai Art School." He knew that the class monitor applied to a normal college in the province and eventually went there to study.

"I heard that you applied to Fanyuan University in the provincial capital. You have good grades, so there will be no problem."

The monitor didn't think Jiang Zhe could be admitted to the art college with his academic performance, but he still complimented him, "You are good at painting now, so it should be no problem for you to choose the art college."

Jiang Zhe felt that it made sense for this monitor to be designated as the monitor by both Director Lin and the head teacher.

Unfortunately, after a few years, it became increasingly difficult to enter the teaching profession. I remember hearing that the monitor did not become a teacher and went to work in a public institution, and then there was no news of him again. After graduation, the two never met again, and I don't know the specific situation.

"Jiang Zhe!" a crisp voice came.

Chen Yan walked over quickly, stood beside Jiang Zhe, and held Jiang Zhe's arm with one hand, her movements a little stiff.

"I've signed up. When will you come out?" She spoke to Jiang Zhe and then looked at the class monitor.

Jiang Zhe sighed in his heart. The class monitor was a girl, but she was not as pretty as Chen Yan.

The monitor's eyes lit up and he greeted her generously: "Hello, I'm Jiang Zhe's classmate, who are you?"

"This is a classmate I met in the training class." While Jiang Zhe was introducing, he felt Chen Yan was pinching him.

The two girls greeted each other.

Although their voices were very enthusiastic, Jiang Zhe felt that they were too fake and made him feel very embarrassed, so he made an excuse to leave.

"Hey, Jiang Zhe, our homeroom teacher, Mr. Yu, asked when you plan to go back to attend your cultural classes?" the class monitor asked hurriedly.

Jiang Zhe stopped and asked: "Is anyone in our class going back?"

The monitor smiled and said, "Now only one person has finished the exam and has returned to class. Teacher Yu asked me to ask the students when I see them."

The situations of dozens of students in the class are different, so the time for everyone to go back to class is not fixed.

Jiang Zhe said, "I should be, soon. I'll think about it after I finish this exam. If there's no change, I'll go back."

"Okay, go find Teacher Yu directly when you get back."

"Thanks, bye."

Jiang Zhe and the other person walked out of the test center. Chen Yan was holding his arm the whole time.

"Beautiful lady, our class monitor is not as good looking as you, why are you doing this?"

"Humph, she came to talk to you when I wasn't around. Who knows what she was thinking?"

"You are too sensitive."

Chen Yan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Just now, when you introduced me, why did you say we were classmates?"

Jiang Zhe pretended to be surprised: "Then what should I say?"

You~ Chen Yan gritted her teeth and said, "You should say, I am your girlfriend."

Jiang Zhe said, "When did you become my girlfriend? There is no evidence."

"Say it again~" Chen Yan pressed harder with her fingers.

"Oh~ He's imitating Xiaoka and drawing territory everywhere."

Chen Yan was so angry that she pounded her fists.

The two of them played and laughed and ran towards the studio.

Ning Anchi's Mercedes-Benz slowly drove into a courtyard.

After getting off the car, she followed the staff into an old villa. After waiting in the living room for a while, she was invited into the study by the staff and saw an old woman sitting in a wheelchair.

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