Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 21 Studio
The only sound in the studio was the rustling of pencils on the sketch paper.

Bai Yang cut the edges with the eraser and carefully erased the final highlights on the picture. He stood up, stepped back a few steps, and let out a long breath.

"almost."

The still life on the screen is so lifelike that you can’t even see any traces of lines. It looks like a black-and-white photo with strong light and shadow.

The result of four consecutive nights from Monday to Friday is not only the limit of Bai Yang's still life sketching, but also the limit of this piece of paper - the cheap sketching paper bought at the school gate cannot withstand long-term depiction and wiping.

"That's amazing!" Someone exclaimed, "Bai Yang, I feel like your painting skills are almost as good as Mr. Luo's!"

She had a small round face. After a few days of getting along, Bai Yang also learned her name. Her name was Zeng Jianeng and she had a lively personality.

"That's still a long way off." Bai Yang said with a smile: "My level may seem impressive to laymen, but to experts, it's just a well-balanced exercise in basic skills."

"Compared to you, I'm just an amateur." Zeng Jianeng came closer to the painting and said, "Bai Yang, how did you make the textures look so realistic? Whether it's glass, bones, or fabric, I can tell the difference at a glance."

She curled her lips and said, "Everything I draw has a texture like plaster."

"If you draw more, you will be able to do it." Bai Yang did not explain. Zeng Jianeng's foundation was far from being able to understand this level of skills.

Of course, this technique is not useful in exams, as art exams usually only last three hours, which is not enough to allow for such a deep portrayal.

"I don't have that confidence." Zeng Jianeng said, "It's better to let Wanwan come."

As she said this, she came closer to Chun Yuwan's painting and said, "Wanwan, it seems like you didn't paint much today."

"I can't paint anymore." Chun Yuwan frowned slightly: "If I force myself to continue painting, the picture will only get dirtier and dirtier."

She looked at Bai Yang's painting, and the contrast between the two paintings was quite sharp.

"When you did the modeling the first time, you set the overall light and dark too firmly." Bai Yang walked over and explained, "So, when you did the detail modeling the second time, it was a little forced. The third time, you found that there were not many places you could change."

“Moreover, depicting the details of the bright parts is actually the clearest and simplest, while how to depict the dark parts well is the key.”

Chun Yuwan seemed to be thinking about something.

"Don't bother with this one anymore, start over." Bai Yang suggested.

"Okay." Chun Yuwan nodded: "Thank you, Bai Yang."

This week, Bai Yang's ears were almost callused from hearing this sentence. In fact, although the two of them had a lot of conversations, Bai Yang felt that his relationship with the other party was not any closer than when they first met.

Instead, I have become familiar with other people in the studio.

However, Bai Yang did not force these things. Chun Yuwan was indeed extremely beautiful, but not beautiful enough for Bai Yang to deliberately get close to her. This did not come from the determination of a middle-aged person, but from the self-confidence of a reborn person.

Bai Yang is confident in his new life, and the road ahead is full of flowers, so there is no need to adjust his pace because of a beautiful flower passing by.

squeak~
The door of the studio was pushed open and Teacher Luo walked in.

"Teacher Luo, I thought you wouldn't come tonight." Zeng Jianeng always speaks first and has a strong presence.

"You won't paint seriously when I'm not around, right?" Teacher Luo scolded angrily, "Go back to your seat. It's already late, and you haven't even laid out the light and dark tones. What have you been thinking about all day?"

Zeng Jianeng smiled awkwardly.

Teacher Luo then walked over to Bai Yang's painting and asked, "Are you not going to continue painting?"

"It's reached its limit." Bai Yang said.

"It's already very good." Teacher Luo watched Bai Yang draw stroke by stroke this week. She praised: "This still life sketch of yours is an excellent work even among the basic course exercises in the Academy of Fine Arts." "Your foundation is too solid. At the level of the art exam, you don't need to spend time on still life."

She made arrangements in a swift and decisive manner: "Next, you will try portrait sketching, which is the main part of the art exam."

"Okay, Mr. Luo." Bai Yang had no objection. In fact, portraits were the type of painting he did the most.

"How are your sketching and coloring?" Teacher Luo asked again.

"I'm good at sketching."

Sketching is a short-term sketching and painting, which tests observation ability and basic skills. Bai Yang has done street portraits and is quite good at this.

"As for the color—"

Bai Yang showed a helpless expression: "Not very good."

Whether it is sketching or quick sketching, it all comes down to the basic skills of painting. With years of practice, anyone with any talent can master those knowledge points proficiently, just like technology.

But color painting is not all about that.

Although modeling skills and a foundation in light and shadow are required, the most critical thing is color, and there is never a fixed formula.

This is the realm of art.

Bai Yang knew that yellow and blue could be mixed to make green, but there were tens of millions of shades of green, and the amount of pigment and the addition of other colors would produce subtle changes.

There is no standard answer as to where to use and how to express the infinite possible colors mixed by oneself. It all depends on the painter's own feelings.

Bai Yang is not good at this.

According to the evaluation of friends in the previous life, the colors painted by Bai Yang are not color paintings at all, but just sketches with colors. The shapes are solid, but gray and boring.

"Not very good?" Teacher Luo showed a surprised look: "You haven't painted much?"

"No, it's just that the painting is not right." Bai Yang said frankly.

"Then try color painting next week." Teacher Luo paused and asked: "Did you learn watercolor or gouache before?"

These are two different pigments.

“I’ve tried them all.”

"Then let's go with gouache." Teacher Luo made the decision: "Gouache is the most commonly used in art exams, and it is also the simplest. Prepare gouache paint and tools next week. Similarly, start with still life. I'll give you a basic understanding."

"it is good."

Judging from the time, the royalties should be arriving soon, and Bai Yang's financial situation will be greatly improved soon, so he won't have to worry about the money to buy some paint.

Unfortunately, the manuscript submitted to "Zhiyin" still has not received a reply. This is the normal submission speed. Bai Yang is not in a hurry. Physical submission is originally to solve urgent problems. If he really wants to make the first pot of gold, he has to write a long article.

It just so happened that the school allowed Bai Yang to use the computer room, so the computer problem was solved. Bai Yang was thinking that he could try writing a long online article next week.

As for physical publishing?

The water is too deep, and Bai Yang does not intend to make writing a career, so there is no need to wade into this muddy water.

(End of this chapter)