Rebirth of the Painted Soul

There are still two weeks until the provincial competition.

In the professional time a few days ago, Gao Shi was instructing Liang Hanqing to draw. In fact, the guidance is just to let Liang Hanqing silently paint + copy, and then teach the theory. To be honest, it is not very enlightening to Liang Hanqing. Well, today, Pan Xiu, who is already busy, came to the studio to fulfill her promise and help Liang Hanqing improve. Pan Xiu's best paintings are actually landscape sketches, or other things. To be honest, in terms of sketching the human body, it is really not as good as He Zhiyan's drawings are excellent, but Pan Xiu's sketches of the human body are good in one place, and that is the expressions of the characters.

The expression of the characters is really not important in the case of mainly showing the body of the characters, and the picture pays attention to the whole, but if you meet a contestant who is similar to your character's body painting in the arena, the expression of the characters is the key to judging the two works An important way to level up and down.

Liang Hanqing listened carefully to Pan Xiu's explanation, and asked questions from time to time. After Pan Xiu finished explaining the main points, Liang Hanqing asked Liang Hanqing to start copying.

After copying one piece, Pan Xiu held the painting and nodded, meaning it was good, but the next sentence seemed to make Liang Hanqing have the urge to die. Pan Xiu twisted the painting, smiled softly, and said: "The painting is beautiful. It’s okay, then we need to consolidate it, let’s paint this painting ten times silently today, pay attention, don’t paint silently mechanically, you have to think, understand? Draw with your brain. Come on, work hard.” After finishing speaking , put Liang Hanqing's painting aside, and sat back smiling.

While drawing pictures, Liang Hanqing realized the fact that sometimes, women are scarier than men.Ten times...

At the end of the professional time, after Pan Xiu said hello and left, Liang Hanqing was still drawing. He has only drawn the fourth picture now, and there are six more pictures waiting for him. Just as he bent down to pick up the eraser, Qi Hengzhi's A voice sounded at the door of the small cubicle: "Hey, why haven't you finished the painting? Is it difficult to draw?" As he spoke, he stepped in and glanced at Liang Hanqing's painting. He didn't say anything, didn't care, as if That painting was drawn by an irrelevant person, not by an opponent who was about to compete with him. Liang Hanqing felt sensitively that Qi Hengzhi didn't take him seriously.

That is taken for granted, Qi Hengzhi came from a famous painting family, and his grandfather and father are well-known figures in the painting world. He has seen many painting masters and painting geniuses since he was a child, and even often followed He has close contact with world-famous paintings. The reason why he agreed to the competition was to compete with the famous and talented painter Gao Shi back then. Unexpectedly, Gao Shi sent his students to fight against him. For him, Liang Hanqing is just a student of Gao Shi. Even though he does have a good impression of Liang Hanqing, it is impossible for him to attach importance to Liang Hanqing's paintings. After all, Liang Hanqing is not famous. It also needs Gao Shi, who is Qi Hengzhi's opponent, to teach. Various reasons lead to Qi Hengzhi's attitude towards Liang Hanqing's works and talent.

Liang Hanqing felt the feeling that he was familiar with, but he didn't take it seriously. The people he named as his opponent didn't take him seriously. His attitude hurt him.

Thinking about these things in his heart, Liang Hanqing didn't answer, and didn't even look at Qi Heng. He just sat there, holding the drawing board and a pencil in his hand, silently in a daze.

Qi Hengzhi stood there, no matter how you called him, he didn't answer. After a while, Qi Hengzhi, who felt bored, turned around and went out. After all, Qi Hengzhi had figured out one of Liang Hanqing's problems during the past few days. The important point is that when Liang Hanqing is in a daze, don't talk to him, otherwise Liang Hanqing will be very embarrassed if he doesn't like him.

Hearing that the door of the studio was closed, Liang Hanqing was stunned again, then distributed the painting tools, walked to the folding bed that he just bought a few days ago, and lay down heavily.Now he is the only one left in the studio. He rubbed his sore arm, blinked his eyes that were tired from painting for a long time, covered his head with a quilt, and thought quietly.

Why can't he draw well?

Could it be that he doesn't work hard?No, Liang Hanqing even moved the resting place to the studio, just to have more time to ponder her paintings and connect with her weak points.

Could it be that he lacks talent?No, Liang Hanqing's talent is obvious to Gao Shi and others. From the rubbish he drew at the beginning, he can now make model paintings for ordinary students. The time is very short, but he has made great progress. He is not good at drawing sketches. Because of talent.

Is it...

His complicated thoughts were about to overwhelm him, Liang Hanqing was a little out of breath, pulled off the quilt covering his face, breathed a big mouthful of fresh air, Liang Hanqing's eyes without focus, slowly moved from the roof to the empty folding bed opposite .

That folding bed belonged to Qi Hengzhi.

Looking at the folding bed, he suddenly discovered that Qi Hengzhi spent much less time painting than him. He only practiced for an hour or two every day, but every time he finished painting, it was a complete painting, and there was no such thing as a painting. I can't finish this kind of art blunt problem.He watched Qi Hengzhi paint, Qi Hengzhi never stopped after he picked up the brush, he was painting every second, but he was not nervous at all, he was not restrained at all, he retracted freely, and relaxed , writing without pausing, as if the line to be added in the next second is calculated. After finishing the painting, Qi Hengzhi never looks at his own painting, and always puts the drawing aside, and then gets up to do other things. as if what had just been done was nothing more than a meaningless bauble.

Liang Hanqing saw Qi Hengzhi like that many times, so when Qi Hengzhi was not around, he turned out the paintings and looked at them. From the first picture to the last one, Liang Hanqing even remembered the surging thoughts in his heart at that time, Qi Hengzhi Each of his paintings is different, but it can be seen from the overall, coordination, perspective, and aesthetic feeling of the picture that he is improving every day.

Staring blankly at the empty bed, Liang Hanqing seemed to have been awakened by something, got up and rushed out of the cubicle, then went straight to his seat, bumping into countless easels during the process, he didn't care, just wanted to Go straight to the destination like a demon.

When he got to his stool, Liang Hanqing sat down slowly, and picked up Qi Hengzhi's drawing board beside him - Qi Hengzhi was sitting next to him, but because he had to open a small stove, he didn't often draw here. Looking at Qi Hengzhi's works that have just been painted, he also draws human body sketches, but compared to Liang Hanqing, it is almost a level better. Every line in Qi Hengzhi's paintings is meaningful and effective. He never draws more lines that are useless.

Looking at the painting in front of him, Liang Hanqing carefully recalled Qi Hengzhi's state when he was painting, leisurely and contented, as if he was playing with some unimportant gadget.

Putting down the drawing board, Liang Hanqing picked up the easels that had just hit one by one while thinking about something, and floated into the cubicle like a wandering spirit, then covered her head with the quilt, and curled up in the small space under the quilt.

Why does Qi Hengzhi draw so complacently?What makes him improve every painting?What should he do to make Qi Hengzhi regard him as a real opponent?

Slowly, slowly, thinking about this, Liang Hanqing's eyelids gradually closed, and the quilt slid down to her chest. Her body, which had been exhausted for many days, was rested. These days, Liang Hanqing has been painting desperately, sleeping only For a few hours, faint dark circles appeared under his clear black eyes. Today, under such circumstances, he can probably sleep well.

After eating dinner alone, Qi Hengzhi walked slowly on the secluded path to the studio.He didn't know anyone in this school, so he would always pull Liang Hanqing to start the meal. Liang Hanqing didn't want to go, but couldn't stand Qi Hengzhi's harassment several times, so every day the two of them would rush to the cafeteria together at meal time , and then eat together, and occasionally Liang Hanqing draws engrossedly, and will let Qi Hengzhi bring some food back to the studio.

But today, for some reason, Qi Hengzhi, who was walking alone on the quiet path, felt a faint, indescribable sense of loss.

Usually, the person around him doesn't talk much, or even open his mouth very much, but Qi Hengzhi can always feel the warmth beside him, and he can see the clear side of that person as soon as he lowers his head. Warm water, being in it, I didn't feel anything, and I didn't realize how warm it was until I got out.

He looked at Liang Hanqing's painting today, and inadvertently discovered that Liang Hanqing had made a breakthrough. He still remembered that when He Zhiyan came here a few days ago, he just said, be careful about that place, it is easy to make mistakes.When looking at it today, he could see that Liang Hanqing had noticed that detail. Liang Hanqing was talented, otherwise he would not be valued by Gao Shi.Qi Hengzhi regards everyone who is talented and hardworking as an opponent or a confidant, because he knows that people who have both outstanding painting talent and perseverance will be excellent painters in the future. He has seen such people a lot of.

He is aware of Liang Hanqing's efforts. Seeing that he wakes up early every day and does not say anything on the surface, Qi Hengzhi feels that in his heart, that person must want a day to be as long as a year, so he hopes to draw more paintings.Seeing him fall into such a situation where hard work did not pay off, Qi Hengzhi was also very anxious. He even wanted to ask for guidance, but he held back abruptly. After a few days of understanding, Qi Hengzhi knew Liang Hanqing A stubborn and proud man.There are some people in this world who don’t talk about some things on the surface, but they work hard behind the scenes. When they succeed, they will let everyone know their achievements. The outsider also said that he was just a person, silently, silently working hard.And Liang Hanqing happened to belong to that kind of person.

Qi Hengzhi didn't open his mouth to give instructions because he was afraid of hurting Liang Hanqing, so he would go away to do other things every time he finished a painting, because he had the idea of ​​letting Liang Hanqing look at his paintings. After all, the paintings he painted What Liang Hanqing lacked.

Qi Hengzhi climbed up the stairs, sighed, and painted. This thing only depends on a momentary epiphany and long-term accumulation. What Liang Hanqing lacks is only the first one. He needs an opportunity, a person who can achieve epiphany. opportunity.

Opening the door, the room was very quiet, there was no sound of moulding, Qi Hengzhi entered the small cubicle, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Liang Hanqing who was sleeping soundly. , the faint blush on Liang Hanqing's face was faintly visible, Qi Heng smiled, put the food he just bought on the table, closed the door of the small cubicle, turned around and went to the outside room, he also needs to draw, although his sketches are really good, But in terms of color, he felt that he was a bit unsatisfactory.Liang Hanqing worked so hard, given time, he would surely achieve something, and he - a well-known genius in this world, heir to a painting family, would not like to be compared by an unknown kid.After setting up the easel and opening the paint box, Qi Hengzhi began to work secretly.