You can't imagine the happiness of double A

Sun Zhaole didn't go to the counselor's dinner. In the past two days, there are classes and clubs. There are too many dinners, so it is inevitable that he feels exhausted.Drinking is inevitable, and Sun Zhaole flatly rejected the invitation when he thought of the painful experience of going to the hospital for drinking twice before.

Once he made a decision, there was no room for change. The counselor confirmed that he would not force him anymore.

Fang Lian had a pitiful expression on his face when he set off for the dinner, trying to impress the cold-hearted Sun Zhaole, and persuade him to accompany him through the difficulties.

To this, Sun Zhaole's reaction was: "Get lost."

Sun Zhaole threw away Fang Lian and went back to the dormitory. It was rare for him to have such free time that he didn't have to go to the student union or find a counselor.Turning on the computer, connecting to the board, and picking up the stylus, Sun Zhaole just fell into a sluggish state.

In fact, it is not sluggish, it is just a blank in the mind.

Sun Zhaole maintained the action of sitting in front of the table for a minute, then decisively put down the pen, clicked the mouse, and opened his own Weibo page.

Like some students of the Academy of Fine Arts, Sun Zhaole has a Weibo account, where he occasionally posts things he scribbled in his free time. The update frequency is not high, but because the painting style is unique among other painters, he still has many fans.

After the start of school, I was so busy that I didn't open Weibo for a while, and there were a lot of messages in the background. Sun Zhaole clicked into the comments, and there was nothing special to pay attention to.

He switched to the homepage, tapped his fingers on the keyboard, and sent out a Weibo.

@星星Why doze off: Accept the manuscript in the comments, give the impression words within three, no charge, no commercial use authorized.

Like some art students, Sun Zhaole also accepts manuscripts online, not to make extra money, but to keep himself in the state of creation.Therefore, what he accepts are basically commercial drafts, with higher requirements and more complicated settings.

Da Da, who had never received a private manuscript, suddenly started accepting manuscripts, and it was free. Fans were stunned when they rushed to the scene.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ! 】

[Looked a lot, huh?Is the cost of living not enough? [Laughing and crying] You’re not the one I know, you’re so old]

[A well-known painter started to do charity. Is this a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature? Let us continue to squat under the sleepy Weibo]

[Upstairs made me laugh so hard, doing charity has a good image]

[Do you have any requirements for accepting the manuscript? 】

Most of the netizens were still immersed in the shock of him suddenly receiving private manuscripts for free. Many of them came to watch the show. After finally waiting for a serious question, Sun Zhaole replied to the other party's comments.

@星星Why doze off: There is no requirement, just give it.

This reply made everyone realize that the drowsiness was real. You must know that for a painter like him who already has his own mature painting style and is somewhat well-known, the price of his manuscripts starts at four figures.Free drawings, that's really charity!

So everyone left messages on his Weibo regardless of whether they had needs or were interested.They won’t suffer if they don’t win the draw. If they are flopped, they will be full of European spirit. After getting it, you can show off the painting to your friends. Look, whoever painted it for me, isn’t it very beautiful?

Sun Zhaole waited for a while. Under the gag comments, there were many netizens who left two or three words.

Sun Zhaole looked around twice and found that he didn't want to choose any of them.

"........."

If you leave the message and don't answer any of it, is it due to scolding?

Sun Zhaole simply closed his eyes, swipe across the page, and decided that it would be where the mouse stopped later.

Sun Zhaole opened his eyes.

well.

Peach blossoms, moon, rain.

Sun Zhaole replied to the netizen saying that he accepted it, and then fell into his own brainstorming, trying to use his ability in this area to open up new ideas.

What does he want to draw?

What is he trying to express?

How does he express it in the form of painting?

Three questions of the soul.

Sun Zhaole leaned back in his chair, once again forced to let go of himself.

This state lasted for a long time. Every time he opened the software and looked at the blank canvas, his mind was also blank.

Think rationally, to no avail.

Allowing the mind to wander is fruitless.

He seems to have no idea what to draw, seems to have suddenly forgotten those painting skills, and those vague thoughts in his mind are like being covered with a white veil.This feeling is very annoying, especially for the straightforward Sun Zhaole.

No matter how I draw, I am not satisfied.

Peach blossoms, moon, rain.

The spring rain in Guan City is very flooded, and it won't be long before they will usher in continuous rainy days.Sun Zhaole has no likes or dislikes on rainy days, but he likes to see the raindrops splashing on the stone steps.

Clear, translucent, round water drops.

very beautiful.

Like swallowtail eyes.Even if Sun Zhaole has some negative emotional filters for him, he has to admit that he is really good-looking.

Of course, he himself is also very good-looking, but this kind of good-looking lacks power.For this reason, Sun Zhaole went to the gym and practiced for more than half a year. He knew that he didn't have that kind of muscle, no matter how long he practiced, he couldn't get it out.

Yanwei is different, even if he is wearing a suit and overcoat, Sun Zhaole can still feel the existence of his muscles through the clothes that get in the way.

Sun Zhaole thought of his phrase "I'm used to you" again.

When they teamed up to play in the High School Cup, Yanwei didn't turn on the voice. At that time, they defaulted that he was a girl, Omega, and it was normal not to talk, so they communicated with him by typing.

The president of the photography club is a person who is very good at stirring up the atmosphere. He can mobilize people while aiming at them. Sun Zhaole is in a good mood. Under his instigation, he is a little eager to make a show.

As a result, the show operation was not successful, but it made people fall.

At that time, it was Yanwei who came to help him, and lost a few packs of medicine after helping him.

Then type: I'm used to you.

At that time, Sun Zhaole didn't think there was anything wrong, but when I first heard the audio version two days ago, I felt very different.

Speaking of being different, after they met, Yanwei's attitude towards him was really different.In the past, even if he couldn't reply to the message in seconds, he would reply anyway. Now he sent the message, and there was no movement for several days.

Sun Zhaole doesn't like to think about other people's thoughts, he is tired, troublesome, and can't figure out the result.

He clicked on QQ and found the news that he was very humble.

Broken painting collects scrap copper and rotten iron: Busy?

Broken painting collects scrap copper and rotten iron: Are you playing games?

Broken paintings collect scrap copper and rotten iron: Can I go to the bar to see you?

No reply.

More and more angry.

Sun Zhaole turned his attention back to the manuscript unhappily.

With the basic idea, Sun Zhaole began to divide the color block area on the canvas.Oil painting is different from other forms of painting. In other methods, you need to draw drafts, line drawings and then color them. The colors are stuffed into the lines.

This is the difference from oil painting. Oil painting has no lines, but relies on brush strokes and light and shadow, and relies on the conflicts and harmony between color blocks to tell a story.

Sun Zhaole found a good color and started to paint the canvas. If he was not satisfied, he kept changing it. After half an hour, the whole scene had a rough outline.

This is just the most basic step. Each color represents a part, and the details are not yet elaborate. This speed is a bit slow for Sun Zhaole.

At one point he was dissatisfied with his conception, at another point he seemed to have forgotten what he wanted to draw, and at another point his thoughts were interrupted by his roommate flushing the toilet to wash his hands.After such a long time, not a single fart came out.

Sun Zhaole scratched his hair irritably, just at this time the head teacher called and asked him to pick up his things, so he simply put down the thing and went to the teacher.

The office door was open, and Sun Zhaole knocked on the door and asked, "Teacher, do you have any new tasks?"

Sun Zhaole's teacher is a female Alpha, with a hearty personality.Everyone thought she was an ordinary lecturer when they entered the freshman year, but it was later discovered that their teacher was a member of the National Art Association. Many realist painters had been influenced by her, and she was a real boss.

This Teacher Lu rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Is there only a task for me to find you? Come here."

Sun Zhaole walked over as she said, and saw that she dug out two mail packages from a stack of documents at hand, both of which were thinly layered.

"Take it back and take a good look. You are also a junior. At least you have to have a goal, right? Don't tell me that you have no goals. If you don't have a goal, you have to have some ideas. Think about what you plan to do in the future. Tell me confidently." No, I'm going to have high blood pressure because of you."

Sun Zhaole smiled and took the two packages.

The third-year students are about to start internships and plans after graduation. Teacher Lu talked with the students individually last semester. Although there are a few ideas that are still vague, they have ideas anyway.

Only Sun Zhaole gave her an official statement as soon as she asked - there are too many directions for this major to develop, and he is interested in all of them. He hasn't decided yet and needs to discuss it with his family.

When I asked again, I had no goals and no ideas, the student union still had something to do, and the counselor still had something to do.

fart!

She didn't know if the student union and counselors had anything to ask him for, but Sun Zhaole said that there were too many directions for development and too many interests to make a decision, which was absolutely nonsense.

University study is more free, and it also widens the distance between teachers and students, but Teacher Lu knows this student.A person's character can be seen in his behavior style, and a person's character can be seen in his paintings. The wide range of interests is definitely not the reason why he can't choose a development direction.

But she will not force students to do things they don't want to do, just pretend that he has other secrets. Teacher Lu sighed, "You have already taken homework leave twice, are you not interested in this major?"

Oil painting is an unpopular major, not popular, and it is a pure art. It depends on enthusiasm to persevere.After the third year, the number of professional courses decreased, and Teacher Lu only asked them to hand in their homework for a fixed period of time.

Sun Zhaole asked for leave twice in a row, which had to make people feel wrong.In the past, I didn't see him ask for leave when the student union was busy and the class schedule was intensive, let alone that he is much freer now than then.

Sun Zhaole pursed his lips, not knowing how to communicate with his teacher.

He doesn't want to call the so-called other secrets a bottleneck, and doesn't think his current situation can be summed up as a bottleneck.There will always be bottlenecks in creation, but the bottleneck is a very mysterious thing.

Why is there a bottleneck, and how to get out?

This is a completely personal and unshareable experience.You can't gain experience from other people's experience, because everyone's experience is special and unique, and the way to "enlighten yourself" can only be found by yourself.

Sun Zhaole does not believe in mysterious things, but only in his own thinking.

Teacher Lu's worry is not unreasonable, but his enthusiasm for this matter is still the same, and his original intention is pure, so he comforted: "No, I have always liked oil painting. It is because I am not in a good state recently, and I have been working hard to adjust."

Teacher Lu did not relax because of his comfort, "Isn't the teacher's existence just to solve your difficult problems? If you have any troubles, you can come and chat with me at any time. My office is always open for you."

Sun Zhaole bent the corners of his lips, his appearance was very deceptive, and Teacher Lu immediately softened his heart.

"By the way," Teacher Lu suddenly remembered something, "Do you have conflicts with Gao Zhan in your dormitory?"