Focus on the scene

◎Thank you for appearing in my world◎

Most of the people who participated in the training camp arrived at the studio the day before the training camp started. At eight o'clock the next day, everyone came out of their dormitories one after another, yawned and went to the third floor to have breakfast.

The cafeteria on the third floor is as Mr. Zhou said, all the food is delivered from the restaurant outside.The variety is rich, and the appearance alone is much better than the school cafeteria.

Hearing someone sigh, Ji Huai poked Jing Jie's waist and asked him, "Have you eaten our school's breakfast?"

Jing Jie shook his head, Ji Huai murmured, "I haven't eaten either."

"That's no nonsense." Jing Jie said helplessly, "Didn't I bring you all your breakfast?"

Ji Huai laughed aloud, "But the ones here are definitely better than those at school, and breakfast is almost in time for school lunch."

Jing Jie nodded.

After the meal, Mr. Zeng took everyone to the training room on the second floor. After a few words about the opening remarks of the training, he divided the crowd into three groups and asked them to draw still life sketches in three places.

The division into circles this time is just to avoid crowding, not a division on the level of painting, so it is relatively free, and basically everyone can sit with their friends who play well.

Zonghe studio produces talented people in large numbers, but after all, Jingjie is a person who has drawn from childhood to adulthood, and his level can be ranked among the top three in the entire studio, and his speed is well-deserved.

Ji Huai is sometimes very discouraged, because no matter how he draws, it seems that he can't catch up with Jingjie, no matter in terms of speed or quality.He had no choice but to watch Scenery when he was drawing 60% of the picture. There was nothing to draw. Although his arms were waving, the pen tip rarely fell on the drawing paper. In the end, Mr. Zeng caught him on the spot and packed it up. Go next door and paint another set of still lifes.

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, the practice of color began. This time, it was not sketching against real objects, but just like before the training camp, each person picked one of the scattered pages on the table to copy.

Today's color theme is landscape. Jingjie randomly selected two pictures of pastoral scenery, one in midsummer and one in late autumn.After doing a little comparison, he stuffed the Sheng Xia card into Ji Huai's hand.Ji Huai just glanced at it briefly, then followed Jing Jie back to the rearranged seat, put down the painting and picked up the bucket to fetch water, making preparations for painting.

In the evening, there is no rest time, and the class starts directly after dinner.

Painting in the studio at night is something this group of students have never experienced before, and it is a bit novel.Teacher Zeng asked everyone to sit in a circle with their sketchbooks, and put an empty bottle in the center of the circle, and said that whoever was transferred would come to the center to be a sketch model for everyone for 3 minutes.

The first round of bottles was turned by Mr. Zeng. The plastic bottle turned quickly on the smooth floor, and the speed gradually slowed down. It stopped slowly under the breathless gaze of everyone, and the mouth of the bottle pointed at one person.

Jing Jie raised his eyes and saw, coincidentally, it was Chen Zhi who was sitting opposite him.

Chen Zhi didn't expect his luck to be so bad, he stood up a little embarrassed, and asked Mr. Zeng what he should do.

Teacher Zeng pulled him to the center of the circle and asked Chen Zhi to pose in any pose.Chen Zhi thought for a while, put one hand on his hips and touched the back of his head with the other, turning his head to one side.

Teacher Zeng was very satisfied with this posture, and turned on the phone to start timing.

What can you do in 3 minutes?Ji Huai felt that he couldn't do anything, and was a little desperate holding a pen.

Just when Ji Huai was hesitating to draw a stick figure on paper, Jingjie had already drawn the character's animation, and the next step was to add details to the animation.

Ji Huai glanced at it and was inspired to draw the big dynamic at the last second.

Teacher Zeng was not in a hurry to continue spinning the bottle, but asked everyone to put the sketchbook on the ground for comment.

Ji Huaisheng had nothing to love, so he silently placed the notebook a thousand miles away from the scenery, and looked at other people's paintings.

How to put it, this look made him feel a little confident.

Mr. Zeng didn't know how many of this group of students had practiced sketching from life. Anyway, as far as he could remember, today was the first time for everyone to draw sketches like this.

Since it was the first time, it was normal for him to be unskilled, so he picked out a few good paintings and commented on them, and did not comment on the rest for the time being.After everyone took their notebooks back, Mr. Zeng explained the steps and main points of sketching in detail before starting the second round of sketching practice tonight.

Ji Huai felt that he and Jing Jie must be sitting on some kind of feng shui treasure tonight. The time was close to 9 o'clock, and it had been two hours since their sketch practice started.During these two hours, people around them were whipped over and over again, and some people were even hit twice, leaving them painting from beginning to end without a chance to rest.

At 09:30, Mr. Zeng finally found these two missing fish. When the model was about to turn the empty bottle, he stopped, and said: "It's almost time, don't turn it now. Is there any one that hasn't been turned yet?" Ever? Stand up and let's see who's so lucky."

The lucky duo looked at each other and got up silently.

Teacher Zeng raised his hand and pointed at the center of the circle, "You two are going to paint together, the last one, I will give you 10 minutes, after you finish drawing and commenting, you can leave get out of class."

The two put down their notebooks and walked to the middle, not knowing what pose to pose for a while.

"Song Xin, move the stool behind you in, Jing Jie, sit down." Seeing that they had no idea, Teacher Zeng began to direct.

The girl named Song Xin sent the stool into the circle, Jing Jie sat down, and listened to Teacher Zeng's instructions, bent one leg and straightened the other, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and hung her head slightly, as if sleeping. caught.After dealing with Jingjie, Teacher Zeng began to direct Ji Huai again, asking him to take out his mobile phone, stand beside Jingjie, put one hand on Jingjie's back, and lift the other hand to brush the phone. The center of gravity of his body only fell on one foot. The other foot is slightly forward, and the whole is in an extremely relaxed state.

"Okay, start the timer." Teacher Zeng pressed the phone.

As soon as the timing started, many people backed away unconsciously, and the book became a hot potato, turning horizontally and vertically for a while, and turning back and forth many times. In the end, some people chose to draw horizontally, while others chose to draw vertically. The legs of the two men in the middle were chopped off.

The posture given by Teacher Zeng was not difficult, and it was even comfortable at first.But besides lying down, no matter how comfortable the posture is, it will be tiring if you keep it for a long time. Jing Jie lowered his head, and then he only felt shoulder pain and neck pain. The silent passing of time became clear, one second, two seconds, three seconds, infinite extend.

The hand on the back suddenly moved, and one finger began to tap. Obviously there was no sound, but Jing Jie felt that his ears were full of thumping sounds. Two, three, and three taps replaced time and turned the waiting As anticipation, one wonders how many times such a beating will last.

The infinite world began to shrink, and the colorful colors faded away, leaving only a piece of darkness in the end, and numbers that kept dancing in the darkness.

1, 2, 3...

45, 46, 47...

102, 103, 104...

178, 179...

"time up."

180.

The jumping numbers freeze, Jingjie opens his eyes, and the colorful world comes back to his eyes. The beating hand slowly moves from the back to the shoulder, the big arm, and finally stops at the crook of the arm. A strong force lifts him off the stool Pulling it up, he didn't resist, moved his neck left and right, looked at Ji Huai's eyes and raised the corners of his lips, and said thank you in a low voice.

Ji Huai's ears were sharp, and when he heard the thank you, he was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Jing Jie made such a statement.

"Thank you for what?" Ji Huai asked.

"Help me relax my tendons and activate my blood." Jing Jie smiled.

Teacher Zeng had asked everyone to put the sketchbooks on the ground. The two of them didn't participate in the drawing just now, and walked to the end of the crowd consciously.

"Can you tell the truth?" Ji Huai took advantage of the fact that everyone was looking at the painting and no one was paying attention, so he stuck his whole body behind Jingjie, resting his chin on Jingjie's shoulder, to minimize the risk of others overhearing the conversation possible.

Jing Jie felt his ears itching, tilted his head, and whispered pretending to be mysterious: "Want to hear the truth?"

Ji Huai nodded.

Jing Jie suddenly raised his hand and pinched Ji Huai's face, "I'll tell you when I get back."

Ji Huai puffed his cheeks and compromised.

After Teacher Zeng finished class, everyone packed up their things, and on the way to wash their hands, Chen Zhi looked straight at Ji Huai's face, Ji Huai noticed his shining gaze, looked at him suspiciously, and asked him: "What's wrong? "

"It's nothing, just don't touch your face when you draw next time." Chen Zhi said, "It's easy to get dark."

I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Ji Huai always felt that Jing Jie quickened his pace after hearing Chen Zhi's words.

What did Ji Huai think of, and asked Chen Zhi, "My face is blurred? Where?"

Chen Zhi raised his hand and tapped on his cheek, "Here."

Ji Huai touched his face according to the position, and it happened that it was the position where the foreground had pinched him.

Grass.

Ji Huai looked at the increasing distance between Jingjie and Jingjie, thanked Chen and ran all the way, wishing to drown Jingjie in the water.

After being made such a fuss, many people in the studio knew that the last two models today had a very close relationship.

On the way back to the dormitory, Jing Jie walked ahead with his wet hair, holding his phone and looking down at something.Ji Huai followed behind him, and heard a girl whispering to her companion diagonally behind her, "Maybe this is socialist brotherhood."

Ji Huai: "?"

Say who?

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated twice, Ji Huai recalled his thoughts, took out the mobile phone and saw that it was Jing Jie who sent the message.

Painter Jing Xiao: Thank you for appearing in my world.

Jing Xiao Painter::)

Ji Huai: "..."

Thank you, thank you, what do you mean by sending such a mocking smile?Irony? !

Ji Huai stared at the person who was bending over to sign in at the housekeeper's aunt, and thought that if there weren't so many people waiting to sign in, he would definitely have to go up and beat him up.

But ignore that smile, the first sentence is why?

Ji Huai didn't want to understand, so he asked when he returned to the dormitory.

Jing Jie was going to take a bath, but he had already taken off his coat and put it on the bed. When he heard Ji Huai's question, he took off his sweater and poked his head out of the neckline again, "I really want to know why?"

Ji Huai nodded like pounding garlic.

Jing Jie said seriously: "Because of love."