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

But looking at it, she was attracted by another person.

It's not for anything else, it's simply because this student can paint under such shaking, which makes her feel very curious.

And she also has a little impression of this student.

It seems that this student was the first to say that painting stormy waves is a man's romance.

It seems to be called Zheng Chen?

With a trace of curiosity, Zhang Ting leaned over.

The next moment she was taken aback.

I saw that the drawing board was filled with many lines of unclear meaning.

It looks disorganized.

But Zhang Ting felt a sense of violence and turbulence in these lines.

If you look closely, you can still see the scene the other party is describing.

It's all that's going on outside the window.

And I don't know if it's an illusion, but when looking at this painting, Zhang Ting can always feel a sense of 'shaking' from it.

Although technically, it obviously lacks a lot of heat.

But above the divine form, it has already achieved something.

"How did you draw it in this environment?" Zhang Ting asked.

Zheng Chen answered calmly:

"It's just a normal painting."

"Master, don't you feel that in this shaking feeling, you can better understand the turbulent waves in the outside world?"

Suddenly, Zhang Ting fell into a deep shock...

Chapter 349 Standing Artist

"Maybe, this student is a genius of traditional Chinese painting!"

Inexplicably, this idea floated in Zhang Ting's mind.

In the floating cabin, experience the feeling of shaking, so as to evoke and reproduce the inner longing for the waves.

No matter how you think about this kind of thing, it feels incredible.

What matters in painting is the stability of the surrounding environment.

Only in this way can you truly calm down and describe what you think in your heart.

Even Chinese painting has always paid attention to God.

But in fact, there are only a few people who can do this now, and most of them still tend to copy.

There are also some 'masters' who use the term 'God' to draw something completely without thinking.

Then successfully waste a piece of drawing paper and ink.

People like Zheng Chen really feel their inner thoughts in a specific environment.

Although many people say so, but what can really be done...

Very few.

At least Zhang Ting has only seen one so far.

My own art teacher, a gray-haired old-school painter.

In order to find the feeling in his heart, this eccentric old man often runs around in the north and south of the sky, not caring about any painting environment at all.

Zhang Ting feels that Zheng Chen already has this tendency.

Zheng Chen's painting is still going on, and he is still adding some details.

Process the scene that can be seen outside the window according to your own heart.

It makes the originally simple drawing paper gradually fuller.

On the side, some Class [-] members who were tired of watching the scene outside the window squeezed to Zheng Chen's side amidst the shaking.

I was going to make some jokes.

You guys are really drawing again~

Isn't it just to find something to do to pass the time~

Why are you so serious~

things like that.

But after seeing Zheng Chen's paintings, they stifled all these words in their stomachs.

Or at the moment of blurting out, the wind direction was changed immediately:

"I'll go, you kid can do it!"

"Surprised, how can you really draw in this environment?"

"Is this the most violent painting that a real man should draw in the legend?"

Their sincere emotions made them a little surprised by this kid's inexplicable talent.

It was also just to pass the time in the beginning, how could this guy really make the bragging thing come true?

Is this the characteristic of the people of the Dragon Kingdom? !

Looking at the painting of this scene, even if they are in the cabin now, they can feel the slightest fear.

As long as you feel it carefully, you will feel as if you are already in the storm. Coupled with the buff of the shaking of the ship, this feeling becomes more real.

So much so that they can have an illusion of wind and rain hitting their bodies.

However, Nuo Da is in class nine, and there are still some tricky guys.

Compared with Zheng Chen's paintings, they are still more curious about another thing:

"You kid is doing a good job in horse riding~"

"How can it be so motionless?"

"Quick, tell me, how did you practice?!"

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere of the entire cabin suddenly had such a slight and wonderful change, and everyone who was appreciating the painting was abruptly pulled out of the painting.

Even Zheng Chen, the person involved, couldn't calm down anymore.

He took a deep look at the questioning classmate, and then fell into a moment of confusion. He looked at his legs in surprise, and his eyes showed deep confusion.

At this time, I don't know when I have completed a horse-riding squat crotch-style horse stance, and I am standing firmly, even if the boat is shaking around, he can still stand firmly on the bottom plate.

The most important thing is that he has not felt the slightest fatigue.

He remembered that when he was taught to squat by his cheap teacher, about 5 minutes was already the limit, and if he stood for a longer time, his legs and feet would start to tremble non-stop.

But now, no matter how you think about it, it will take more than ten minutes...

maybe more than...

'How did I do it myself? '

A trace of doubt also flashed in Zheng Chen's mind.

At first he didn't pay much attention to it, but after being reminded like this, he felt a little weird.

However, the moment this thought came into being, a feeling of soreness and weakness was transmitted from his legs.

In an instant, Zheng Chen's legs could no longer support his body, and he became weak immediately.

The whole person also began to drift around with the boat.

The other people on the side were taken aback immediately.

How can it be said that it will not work immediately?

Is this really a man? !

Zheng Chen also started to cry, hugging the table tightly and trying to get himself up again.

Up to now, he still can't figure out what's going on, and his mind is full of question marks.

"You were in flow just now."

At this moment, the voice of my cheap teacher suddenly came from the cabin, and he followed the voice.

I saw that Ren Yan walked in front of the students steadily, without being affected by the slightest shaking of the ship on the way.

At the same time, he pulled Zheng Chen up.

"Flow?" Zheng Chen asked suspiciously, "What is that?"

"A state of mind." Ren Yan found a random place and sat down: "When you are doing something you like, you will unconsciously devote yourself to it."

"At this time, time will pass quickly in your perception, as if a few minutes have passed in just a blink of an eye."

"That state is flow."

"It will make you more focused and more efficient."

"At the same time, it will also help you complete some things that cannot be done during the day, such as your horse stance just now."

"Because it's a natural reaction of the body, you don't feel much, your focus is not there, but when your focus is redirected."

"This state will dissipate immediately, and all the effects caused by your kid squatting will explode in one brain."

"But this also shows one thing, you can still squat with this horse stance, at least your body thinks so."

While speaking, Ren Yan patted Zheng Chen's shoulder with a smirk.

Zheng Chen's face turned bitter for a moment, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

But Ren Yan didn't continue talking, and turned to look at the painting on the table.

Although I just finished discussing the walkie-talkie with Lao Wang, I am not very clear about what happened in Class [-] just now.

But during the process of walking up, I still listened to a few words, and I can probably make a guess.

When he actually saw the painting, everything was already clear in his chest.

And he also had a little doubt about this painting, it was hard to believe that this was really the first time the other party had painted it.

If the technique wasn't too rough, Ren Yan wouldn't believe this kind of rhetoric even if he was beaten to death.

"Well, you also think Zheng Chen's paintings are very good~"

"This feeling is almost like my teacher's demeanor."

On the side, Zhang Ting saw Ren Yantong's hole shrunk, and immediately praised him.

With that expression, Ren Yan always felt that the other party was showing off her own child to herself.

But I didn't say anything, that Chinese painting is really unique, at least it's the first time Ren Yan has seen this kind of painting.

It is filled with a sense of contradiction between form and spirit, which looks very strange.

But because of this sense of contradiction, it gave him an unprecedented experience.

Painting, no matter in the previous life or in this life, Ren Yan has seen a lot, and even she can follow along with two strokes.

But as far as this one is concerned, it is definitely the most amazing one he has ever felt:

"Well, it's very flavorful."

Ren Yan nodded.

Zhang Ting's eyes lit up:

"Yes, yes, I think so too!"

"The boy must be talented, and he can go a long way in this respect."

With that said, she took out her mobile phone to contact her teacher, and sent a recommendation to Zheng Chenlai:

"I'll call my teacher right now and ask him to see if he can teach Zheng Chen a lesson."