Let you teach, you play games with the worst class?

Expressed his thoughts directly:

"Master, please teach us how to draw~"

......

On the deck of Class Nine.

Since fishing has no longer yielded any substantial gains (mainly because the fish caught have no place to put them), Class Jiu finally set his sights on painting.

It's not that they all like it.

But simply looking for something to do.

And the paintings of my teacher's wife at that time, although I was suspected of bragging, they still liked it from the bottom of their hearts.

I also want to learn from the bottom of my heart.

Anyway, there is nothing to do in the vast sea.

It is also a good choice to learn painting and cultivate one's sentiment.

At least, they really think so.

on the deck.

All the students who wanted to get involved had prepared their easels, picked up their paintbrushes, and looked at the teacher in front of them with burning eyes.

Zhang Ting is not hypocritical. After letting Yan stand beside her, she started her own explanation:

"If you want to paint traditional Chinese painting, the first thing you need to understand is a concept."

"Chinese painting focuses on meaning, not form."

"So, you have to discard all the art skills you have learned in art class, such as layout, outline and so on."

"The only thing you have to remember is how you feel."

"Describe what you see or think according to your inner thoughts or your current mood."

"It is the essence of traditional Chinese painting to embody this unique scene with brushstrokes."

"Just like the sea you see now, someone may see calm and vastness, so his description of the ocean may focus on this broadness and use more pen and ink on it."

"It may also be that someone thinks of the future turbulence of the ocean, then he may draw the waves."

"And to me, the ocean is just a few ripples."

While speaking, Zhang Ting slightly moved a few strokes on her canvas, and a few very subtle but unique wavy lines appeared on the paper.

If they hadn't told everyone that this was the surface of the sea in advance, no one would have thought about it.

But after knowing all this, these simple waves give people a space for infinite reverie.

It is as if the entire canvas is the ocean itself, and the waves are nothing but the rising and falling of the ocean.

"I believe you have also discovered that these few short strokes can reflect a feeling of the ocean. The main reason is that I know that what I paint is the ocean."

"But if I don't tell you, don't you know?"

"So, in response to this problem, traditional Chinese painting has added a supplementary mechanism, which is to inscribe poems on the paintings."

"However, this kind of supplement is only one of the uses of inscribing poems. You should briefly understand it first."

"In addition to this method, you can also make some additional supplements, such as drawing a boat on it, which can achieve this effect."

"In short, the first thing you need to know is the keynote of traditional Chinese painting."

"Other than that, it is the overall technique of Chinese painting."

"This is the main point of Chinese painting, so you must listen carefully."

"Then the first step, let's start with the blending of the ink..."

While talking, Zhang Ting took out a bottle of ink and began to mix it, and explained the mechanism step by step.

On the side, Ren Yan was a little surprised.

Originally, he thought that Zhang Ting said that she knew Chinese painting, and the children wanted to learn it, so she taught it casually, which was just a casual rhetoric.

To help everyone in Class Nine pass the time.

But now it seems that the other party is not only good at Chinese medicine, but also has a good level of Chinese painting now, and his lectures are very clear.

It's hard to believe this guy is actually doing this for the first time.

Combined with Zhang Ting's original job as a civil servant, he suddenly had a very strong sense of sight.

This girl, don't be an all-rounder...

I recruited casually, and unexpectedly recruited this freak?

For a moment, Ren Yan's expression looked a little exciting.

As time went by, Zhang Ting's narration gradually improved, and she had already told the students in Class Nine the method of preparing the ink.

At this point, she has already started to let the students try to make their own arrangements.

And she herself supervises and guides from the sidelines.

Soon, everyone in Class Nine had probably gotten used to it, and couldn't help but share it.

The sense of gain from learning something new put them in a good mood.

From ink mixing to practical operation.

From the actual operation to the picture imagination.

Isn't it just emphasizing spirit and form? This kind of thing depends on imagination!

Afterwards, they began to conceive their own ocean pictures, and they planned to practice it immediately after Zhang Ting finished explaining the skills.

But after talking, some students still feel that everyone's structure is too small.

The sea is calm and leisurely, is that what the sea should look like? !

A real man, if he wants to paint, he should paint the wildest sea.

And threatened that only in this way can a man's romance be reflected!

Immediately, he began to close his eyes and pray, chanting words:

"Let's have a storm, let's have a storm~"

For this kind of behavior, some students gave contempt.

The most violent sea, when the time comes, do you really dare to draw? !

And it's bragging, like who can say it!

In this respect, can we lose to you? !

So, with this momentum, they also began to 'pray', and they were extraordinarily hard.

"Da Hai, please show me some face, it's been so many days, at least let us see your turbulent side!"

"That's right, we're about to paint now, Brother Hai, don't you have to give us some face!"

"Brother Hai, aren't you cowardly?!"

Perhaps Dahai understood Class Nine's prayer, or he was dissatisfied with their tone of relationship and the words that he said he was 'cowardly'.

Not long after class [-] prayed, their brother Hai immediately said that he had to help out!

Then, the sky darkened visibly with the naked eye.

The wind began to rage, and the whole ocean was filled with waves.

And this change is still rapidly increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I go?!"

"I beg you, please shut your crow mouth!

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Seeing this, Ren Yan's face immediately darkened.

Chapter 348 Waves and Accidents [6600, full order]

Make sense.

On the vast ocean, the wind suddenly blows up, and the weather is unpredictable, which is actually quite normal.

After all, there will be this airflow for a while, and that airflow for a while, and if there is no strong wind coming out at the same time, you may not feel at ease.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

But the problem is that at this time, the weather has changed drastically in the blink of an eye.

No matter how you think about it, Ren Yan finds it incredible.

It feels more and more that the gang of Class Nine have opened their mouths.

How long have you just been praying, why is it windy?

When did the sea give face so much?

Listening to Ren Yan's doubts, feeling the howling wind, the roaring and rolling waves, and seeing the movement of putting his palms together.

Everyone in Class Nine seemed a little embarrassed for a moment.

Aren't you just kidding yourself?

Why did it come true?

"How about... let's pray again for the weather to clear up?"

"Or, just pray for Brother Hai to have another tuna fish flow?"

The strong wind blew everyone's clothes and rattled, and some of their fuller hair began to flutter in the wind, looking like they were baring their teeth.

After a while, several Class [-] students who shrank their necks tentatively asked, with a hint of incomprehension in their eyes.

Ren Yan frowned immediately:

"Damn! There is still a point for you to say these things now!"

"Hurry up and move!"

"With the current climate, the next big one is coming!"

"Move all the things you need to use to the cabin!"

"Awei, call a few people and quickly put up the sails. This thing is stretched. After a heavy rain, even if the boat doesn't capsize, we don't know where we will go!"

"Others, hurry up and help, and then return to the cabin immediately!"

"Hurry up, time waits for no one!"

While speaking, Ren Yan had already rushed to the bottom of a rope and began to tighten the sail with all his strength.

Hearing this, everyone in class nine didn't say much, and immediately took action.

Although this climate is the first time they have seen it, the freshness is doubled.

But the long-term popularization of shipbuilding and marine knowledge has also made them understand the horror of this climate, so no one wants to make any "accidents" now.

Zhang Ting also hurriedly put away her teaching thoughts, and began to seamlessly connect and arrange students' work in an orderly manner.

Working hard to increase the efficiency of Class Nine at the moment.

And in the live broadcast room and the director room.

After a burst of nervous jumping, netizens inevitably began to worry.

Although everyone really wanted to see this kind of scene, the busy figure of Class Nine in the strong wind still made them aroused.

Make trouble, make trouble, and watch.

But in the face of nature, they still hope that Class Nine can be safe.

"I've never seen this kind of wind when I'm so old. Looking at the blown clothes of class nine, I feel like they have to be blown away!"

"Damn it, this thing is coming sooner than the typhoon!"

"Sure, it's a sea breeze. Level [-] is normal. Winds around level [-] can appear in a hurry, and the eye of a tornado is usually formed on the ocean."