Under the orderly guidance of visiting professors of the Chinese Academy of Fine Arts.

Ten painters with works stood in front.

"Don't take advantage of your status to take the initiative to give up the opportunity..." Lu

Ren, who witnessed all this, moved slightly.

The professor is not among the ten!

But he saw that the other party had a painting in his bag.

Retracting his thoughts, Lu Li casually opened a painting.

This is the first work to be brought up by the artist.

"Cloud Sea Jade Disk"

listens to its name, and you know that the scene painted is the wonder of Mount Tai.

The fly in the ointment is that it has the meaning of imitating a thousand miles of rivers and mountains.

The level can only be regarded as a beginner perfection level.

"Perfect repainting, a mountain has its own mountain view, painting Tai will forget my thousands of miles of rivers and mountains..."

"If you can't even paint the scene in front of you, it will be difficult to improve your painting skills!"

"...,"

Lu Li pointed for ten minutes.

Just point out the shortcomings of the work in front of you and the person you are drawing.

And suggestions for improving changes are given.

"Xie Lushi pointed!"

The first painter to be pointed out was deeply stunned.

He has been perfect for a year, but he can't improve even half a step.

Now there is a feeling of clearing the clouds and seeing the light!

"Xie Lushi pointed!"

The onlookers also woke up like an empowerment.

Although most of them are not perfect.

But Lu Li is all about dry goods and points out the way to perfection.

If you hope to be perfect in the future, you will take many detours!

"Next!"

Another painting was respectfully unfolded in front of it.

"Be a love, you may not have a talent for drawing, and you will study at most proficient in this life, if the student recommends changing majors!"

Lu Li mercilessly pointed out the other party's problems.

The voice fell.

Except for the professor, everyone looked a little dumbfounded.

This painting is already mastery.

And the other party looks no more than seventeen or eight years old.

Not to mention that it is comparable to a demon like Lu Li, but he is also a person with good talent in the painting path.

Why do people give up drawing and bluntly say that they have no talent for painting?

"I like to draw very much, and I want to brush landscapes like you..." The

man's face turned pale when he heard this, as if he couldn't stand the blow.

He didn't even dare to face Lu Li's pointers.

"Hobbies are acceptable," Riku continued after a moment of silence.

"It seems that you have reached proficiency, but in fact, thanks to the fact that you have hired a strong teacher at home to sketch the prototype before you paint."

"..."

The man was stunned when Riku pointed out the biggest secret.

His teacher did not have a weak reputation in the art world.

Three days after teaching painting, the other party said the same thing as Lu Li.

He has no talent for drawing!

And this work is doting on him at home, and he used his banknote ability to let the teacher stay, but he practiced hard for more than ten years to master it.

"Hobbies in childhood, persistence for more than ten years..." For

a long time, the man muttered bitterly, and then said with relief.

"Now I can give up under the admonition of my idol."

"It's also a perfect exit!"

He bowed deeply and was about to take the work and leave.

Riku suddenly pulled out a brush from his drawing bag.

"How can a perfect exit be imperfect?"

"What?"

In the other party's puzzled eyes, the brush in Lu Li's hand jumped.

Sketch on the paper that has already been made.

With just three strokes, the professor's eyes shone brightly.

"Perfect landscape painting!"

This is a painting that he can't even qualify for!

Just three rescues back, and by the way, perfect?

The shock in his eyes did not go away, and three more strokes fell.

"Perfect pinnacle landscape painting..." the professor's throat dried up.

The first person to paint the road in ancient and modern years, it is really his name!

The other Dao painters also reacted at this moment.

Six Strokes Gully, beginner to the peak of perfection?

This is several times more difficult than making a perfect painting yourself.

After all, it is someone else's formed or destroyed work to paint!

"How about borrowing your painting and giving it to you as a gift?"

The perfect finish, Lu Li leisurely picked up the pen.

The finger painter has long been touched and can't help himself.

If my childhood dream can be withdrawn in this form, there will be no regrets!

He bowed again, and for a long time.

"Awesome!"

"This kid is quite blessed to tell the truth."

"Did you record it?"

"They're all holding up their phones and cameras, you say..."

Today's scene is of great significance to the education of painting Dao.

After all, Lu Li's painting is often at the level of the palace.

Except for a very small number of top bigwigs who can figure out what it means.

These basic painters of them can only say lying groove!

And then there is no then....

You can only look forward to copying the epiphany by watching it day after day!

Another half hour.

Lu Li has already pointed to the last work.

"Misty Rain Lushan..."

is the work of the young painter dancing in the hall.

It is also this kid who is most obsessed with thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

"In the micro..." a

hint of surprise flashed in the center of the painting as Lu Li's gaze shifted.

The situation inside the painting can be described, but the situation outside the painting is difficult to find....

Climbing the hall doesn't have to be outside the picture.

But having an off-the-picture realm will definitely go to the temple!

And the nuanced is the entry-level requirement of the out-of-picture realm!

"What's your name?"

He looked up at the nervous young painter and asked.

Only the perfect entry.

It is not the highest level of instruction this time.

But definitely the work with the highest potential....

Whether it's the age of the painter or the other party's perception of the way of painting!

"Si Ye!"

Si Ye's face was almost wrinkled into a muggle at this moment, and tears appeared in his eyes.

He was afraid that the idol would say that you don't have a talent for drawing....

"You're talented..."

"Wow!"

Before Si Ye finished listening, he cried with a mask of direct pain hanging on his face.

His favorite and most persistent is ink painting.

If you don't have talent, it's better to die!

"You are very talented, I will take a look at it on the spot."

"I'm young, don't coax children!"

Si Ye choked when he heard this.

When I was a child, adults coaxed children like this.

Slap and give a candy.

The idol must have been a white lie in order to keep him from being sad.

"Let you do it, there is so much nonsense."

Seeing this, the professor of the Academy of Fine Arts hated that iron could not become steel, and kicked it.

Si Ye looked resentful, sobbed and lifted the brush to move with the paper.

Unlike ordinary people who paint landscapes, he is made of small paintings.

"It's subtle and unforgettable!"

It only took a few strokes to be convinced that the other party had talent.

The painting is also his own.

Even if there are no mountains in front of you.

This kid didn't pause to think, and he did it in one stroke.

Talent is an absolutely top-notch presence among the young people he has seen.

"Do you have a teacher?"

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