Strong Locked Marriage: Mr. Jiang's Apex Treasure

good very good.

He didn't even go down the steps, and I really wanted to applaud him.

Lin Xia maintained a sad smile, but grinned inwardly.

"It seems that Professor Jiang is full of confidence. Well, I don't want to spoil the interest of Professor Jiang and the students. This class I teach is about body lines, male and female. Student Lin chooses one."

Lin Xia wanted to say that she didn't want to choose any of them. Although she won the award last time by mistake, drawing characters is really her weakness.

She blew her bangs and smiled sadly at the professor in the province, but she didn't express her opinion.

At this time, the provincial professor suggested: "Student Lin, art is interoperable. Although I heard that the second major of the human body course should be put aside for half a year, I believe that Lin's foundation must be extraordinary. Do you think this is good? Simply, I can just draw you, Professor Jiang. The body part doesn’t need to be realistic, it’s fine according to your feeling. As for the students who will be challenged later, the theme can be based on the characters you want to draw.”

"Good idea!" Lin Xia answered the words very quickly.

However, Jiang Si Bai started to rub his brows because of the sudden incident. He almost imagined that when Lin Xia finished drawing, his body would be drawn on paper for a group of children to comment on. fuck.

He glanced at Lin Xia, and Lin Xia raised her face with an innocent and harmless expression, but the subtle changes in her eyes could still tell that she seemed to be saying in her heart: Come on, let's hurt each other.

Jiang Sibai lowered his hands rubbing the center of his brows: "Who compares to Lin Xia?"

"I'm coming!" A voice came out suddenly.

In each student's head, Lin Xia saw a hand raised high.

It looks familiar at first glance, and even more familiar at second glance.

Isn't this the No. 1 contestant who participated in the competition with her back then?
At that time, she laughed at her for reading dead books, but in the end, the average score of the works was the same, because of the girl who missed the championship because of the written test.

When enemies meet, one must be extremely jealous.

With a grunt, Lin Xia swallowed.

Lin Xia had seen this young lady's painting during the public announcement before, and it was really good. I believed that she could be selected as a representative to participate in the competition, and her grades in the province's advanced colleges are also among the best.

When Lin Xia was having a lot of mental activities, the provincial professor said: "Some students volunteered, good, very good. In the eyes of the teacher, all the students in our class are excellent talents. Anyone can come. Then It's up to you, the female classmate who raised her hand, Xiao Wang, come up."

What's the matter, with such high-sounding words, he deliberately didn't even report his full name. The whole thing seemed casual, but in fact he obviously sent out the rhythm of a master to fight.

Lin Xia tried her best to smile, with a small head, and said following the provincial professor's words: "Then Xiao Wang (eight)."

Jiang Sibai let out a sneer, and this smile was even more handsome.

But he quickly restrained himself and studied the rules with the provincial professor.

After several consultations, the two professors basically reached an agreement.

The rules are also very simple, the sketches should be produced within two and a half hours, and the winner will be the one whose work convinces both professors.

The drawing board was quickly covered with clean paper, and the opponent who had confronted Lin Xia graciously handed over a box of brushes: "I happen to have a new one here, you can use it."

When Lin Xia took it, the girl whispered in her ear: "The last time I lost to you was just because of negligence in the written test, but compared to the composition, you won't win so easily."

Lin Xia only sighed.

Who doesn't seem to know, not to mention that Xiao Wang... he is already a senior, so even if he wins, he has nothing to be proud of.

However, from the moment she sat in front of the easel, Lin Xia knew that whether it was for Jiang Sibai's face or the face of the Second University of Ling City, she had to work hard.

It is true that she has never drawn a human body before, but when she thought of drawing Jiang Si Bai, every line that was too clear in her mind seemed to be clearly visible, and even her small nerves were jumping excitedly.

These days, Lin Xia said without exaggeration that every class Jiang Sibai taught was the essence, and the content of one class was often equal to ten classes taught by other professors in the past.

His way of teaching is also quite ghostly, many of the painting methods were never thought of by the students in the past.Therefore, although the opponent is strong, it is not that she has no chance of winning.

"Come on, Xiaotuanzi."

Jiang Sibai's charming voice fell from above his head, and he called the nickname he gave him frankly in front of all his classmates, which made the nickname more natural.

It's not an ambiguity between a man and a woman, but at this moment, it's more like a famous teacher guiding her professional knowledge, teaching her earnestly, and being as warm as the sun.

Lin Xia's face became hot, and the painting in his hand was drawn quickly.

The chest muscles, the abdominal muscles, and the position of each piece are extremely precise.

It's just that when she finally drew something that was exclusive to men, the brush stopped.

Subconsciously, she turned her head to look at Jiang Sibai with one hand in her pocket, her eyes moved down a little bit, and just when her eyes were about to reach, one of her heads was twisted straight by Jiang Sibai like a screw.

He didn't speak, but Lin Xia was suddenly embarrassed.

Alas, the provincial professor also said that it can be based on feeling, as long as the overall proportion is not too strange.

Henceforth, she began to draw carefully on the drawing paper the places drawn by the men's sketches.

One stroke at a time, shading, outlining the sense of light and three-dimensionality with a pen, within the last minute of the specified time, the entire painting was completed.

Lin Xia's face was very red, as if she had applied blush, adding a touch of tenderness to the girl's smooth and tender face.

The two paintings were soon publicized by them in the class group.

Classmate Wang painted an 80-year-old old man who is gradually aging. The old man in the picture is not wearing any clothes. The scene is in the courtyard of his own house in the countryside, and there are wells and buckets painted beside him.

The whole composition inexplicably presents an impulse that makes people want to cry, which captures the emotions of the viewers very much, it can be said that they want to be smart.

But Lin Xia's side is much simpler. The naked Jiang Sibai stands in front of a mirror, and his back is the first impression. At first glance, he is a very handsome and delicious man, but in the mirror, he has a stalwart figure and strong eyes. The exception is Chengfu.

The two paintings are not only a contrast between the old and the young, but also a contest of facial details.

After Jiang Si Bai scanned the two paintings, his expression was very bad.

Lin Xia had a bad premonition, could it be that she lost obviously?

Looking at the professors in the province again, looking left and right, it seemed difficult to make a decision, so he simply took out the magnifying glass from his pocket and moved it inch by inch on the paper.

The two contestants and the professors from the two colleges looked very nervous, but many other melon-eaters turned their attention to Jiang Sibai. They whispered to each other, laughing and talking about whether he really has such outstanding chest and abdominal muscles, so what? Is the place really the same as the picture...

In short, words and eyes seemed to have profaned him.

Jiang Sibai was so fucked up that he started rubbing the center of his brows again, his half-closed eyes exuded a deep hostility.

He said to the provincial professor in a very low voice: "Don't look any further, the outcome has been decided."