art master

Chapter 6 Unique Future Style
The recording of "Princess" went smoother than Mu Bai imagined.

At noon, Sun Ke generously invited everyone to have a meal at the hotel next door, because everyone still had work in the afternoon, the meal was eaten quickly, and at around one o'clock, Sun Ke sent a car to take Mu Bai back to school .

It's okay to go back to the dormitory, Mu Bai is going to go to the studio.

In the car just now, he glanced at the system, and saw that [Painting Appreciation Points] had reached 47. It was obvious that he earned some Appreciation Points when he painted Totoro just now.

Painting is Mu Bai's old line of work, and it is a career he loves. In addition, the speed of earning appreciation value through painting is so fast, which makes him full of energy.

There were still many students in the public studio. When Mu Bai was receiving sketch paper and pencils, he found that many students were peeking at him.

Some students glanced at him, took out their phones and started calling secretly, as if they had discovered an alien and hurriedly reported it to the relevant department.

Mu Bai looked at his clothes and saw that there was nothing messy, so he took the sketch paper and went to the corner from yesterday.

The lamp he drew yesterday is still there. Just as Mu Bai was about to take down the sketch, a delicate girl moved the easel with a smile and sat next to Mu Bai: "Student, which class are you in?"

"Level 22 composition class." Mu Bai smiled gently.

"Sure enough, you are not a student of the art department." The girl was caught by Mu Bai's warm smile, and she turned her head slightly: "That, that, you painted this lamp very well."

Mu Bai understood what the girl meant: "If you like it, I will give it to you."

"No, no, how can such a good painting be given away."

"It's nothing, just a random sketch."

The girl's smile suddenly felt a bit far-fetched: "Draw it by hand, did you draw it?" Can you tell me which hand is it?Why didn't I?

She took a deep breath before calming down: "Then I can't take it either, let's show it here."

Mu Bai couldn't understand more and more: "Show?"

"You, you left the painting here, not for display?"

"Hey, I left in a hurry yesterday and forgot to take it away." Mu Bai saw the girl's eyes suddenly became strange: "What's wrong?"

The girl was a little excited: "How can you be so careless? Didn't the teacher teach you? My paintings are like my own children, how could I forget to bring them?"

Even though Mu Bai has memories of two lifetimes, he didn't understand why the girl was so excited all of a sudden: "Sorry, I'm in the studio, ahem, I'm used to drawing in my dormitory, and I don't have the habit of taking it away after I finish it."

Before crossing over, Mu Bai also had a studio, and when he was hungry, he would put down the brush and paint again after eating.When I was painting, I suddenly had something urgent, so I dropped the brush and came back to paint after I was done.

The girl also realized that she lost control of her emotions just now: "It's me who should say sorry." She didn't expect Mu Bai to be able to explain to herself, and her heart was warm.

"Girls always have some privileges." Mu Bai joked: "Do you still want to paint?"

"Want to want."

Mu Bai sharpened the pencil and signed his name on the blank space of the sketch.

He was also called Mu Bai before he crossed over, and he had practiced his signature for a long time, and his writing was very beautiful.

The date below the signature is also beautifully written, making this sketch even more beautiful.

The girl couldn't put it down after getting the painting, and thanked Mu Bai repeatedly.

hula.

The door of the studio was suddenly pushed open, and a white and thin middle-aged man stood at the door and asked, "Where is the man?"

The person who came was Professor Zhou Yazhe from the Department of Fine Arts.

The girl who just got the painting immediately grabbed Mu Bai's arm: "Professor Zhou, here it is!"

Mu Bai was stunned, and suddenly felt that he was sold by her just after he gave this girl a favor.

Zhou Yazhe looked at Mu Bai with a smile: "I am Professor Zhou Yazhe from the Art Department. Was it you who painted the lamp yesterday?"

Mu Bai nodded, does this uncle also want that sketch?
"I have something to talk to you about." Zhou Yazhe looked around: "Let's go out and talk, so as not to affect the students' self-study."

Professor Zhou!When you opened the door and asked questions just now, the studio has been turned upside down!

After Mu Bai complained in his heart, seeing that the students all knew Zhou Yazhe, he did not refuse Zhou Yazhe to help him push the wheelchair.

After Mu Bai left, the delicate girl remembered that she forgot to ask for Mu Bai's contact information!Did you lose your mind just now?

As soon as Mu Bai, who was sitting in a wheelchair, left the studio, Professor Zhou, who was pushing the wheelchair, quickly asked, "Who taught you the basic skills?"

Mu Bai thought about it, the original owner had never been to the studio of the art department after he came to the Holy Grail Academy, he said cautiously: "I don't have a regular teacher to teach me, I have loved painting since high school, and I have been practicing throughout high school. "

"It doesn't make sense." Zhou Yazhe frowned: "Your sketching state requires seven or eight years of hard work."

Mu Bai respects this Professor Zhou in awe. His sketching skills have indeed been honed after three years in high school and four years in college.Unexpectedly, Professor Zhou could see so many things with just a sketch.

Fortunately, Zhou Yazhe did not delve into this matter: "Your painting style is very unique."

Mu Bai smiled and said: "Thank you Professor Zhou for the compliment. To be honest, I don't have much confidence in my painting style."

"Your style is very good, you must stick to your own style of painting!" Zhou Yazhe said earnestly: "Sci-fi style paintings are not mainstream now, but I have a hunch that this style of painting will definitely shine in the near future."

Zhou Yazhe gave Mu Bai an example: "In the past ten years, science fiction novels from various countries have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and suddenly formed a surging force. In the near future, science fiction literature and science fiction movies will flourish."

He sighed: "Unfortunately, no one has really mastered it yet, or delved into the sci-fi style, the future style."

Mu Bai was slightly taken aback. He had been studying sci-fi and futuristic styles in his last life. He didn't expect that he was depressed at that time, but he became the forefront of the painting world in this different world.

Mu Bai smiled and said: "After listening to Professor Zhou's words, I immediately felt full of confidence. I have always believed that science fiction represents the future and the reflection of human beings. It is a very meaningful thing to use science fiction as a style of painting to warn mankind. .”

These words made Zhou Yazhe feel very warm, and he sighed deeply: "The idiots in the art department, if I have one-tenth of your realm, I will be satisfied. Paintings are the intuitive expression of a person's soul. If a person He doesn't even know what he wants, what he insists on, and what he wants to express, how can he express his heart?"

"Fortunately, the art department does not represent the art world!" Zhou Yazhe stopped and turned to face Mu Bai: "I have a friend who needs three sci-fi style illustrations, this is an opportunity to promote the sci-fi style, I believe you will not refuse Bar?"

Mu Bai: "Huh?"

Why do I suddenly feel like I've been trapped?

　Internal investment has passed, please rest assured to invest.In addition, I would like to say sorry, some elders celebrated their birthdays today, and the birthday banquet ended after three o'clock in the afternoon, so today I can only change it separately.Starting tomorrow, at least two updates, I hope everyone can understand.

　　
　
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