Entertainment, I am a great artist

Countless exclamations sounded from behind.

"What a freehand painting!"

"The use of pens, imagery, and techniques are all the essence."

"Look at Huo Yihao's cheeks. With just two brush strokes, he has described his facial expressions to the fullest detail. Especially his eyes, with just a few sketches, his seductive look has become vivid."

Fang Yi painted exactly what Huo Yihao had just proposed.

The freehand brushwork of traditional Chinese painting focuses on similarity.

Although Huo Yihao's skeleton was used, Fang Yi borrowed a little bit of other elements in order to keep everyone from entangled with Chen Jiu.

The painting just now is not the appearance of Huo Yihao alone, but on the basis of his skeleton, the appearance of some men stealing food is superimposed.

This is the essence of the technique taught by the system.

The basic art skills of the system are of course not comparable to those of the students of the Academy of Fine Arts, so it is also difficult for a group of students who are just learning Chinese painting to distinguish the essence of Fang Yi's freehand brushwork.

Chen Jiu was also a little curious.

"Fang Yi, when did you learn to draw?"

"It happened when I was a child."

"I do not know how."

"At that time, you were playing with dolls every day, and you rarely paid attention to my affairs."

"Is there such a time?"

"Probably so."

While fooling around, the two of them were eating. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared and walked over with a food box.

"Fang Yi." Someone shouted.

"Senior Jin Ming."

The person who came here was the senior of the art department who worked together at the big arch.

"Unexpectedly, your Chinese paintings are good." Sitting down in front of Fang Yi, Jin Ming continued, "The art department held an art exhibition these days, are you interested in going to see it together?"

"A painting exhibition?"

"Yes, it is held together by the Department of Fine Arts and the Hangzhou Artists Association. At that time, the president of the association, Li Changbin, will also come over."

"Okay." Fang Yi replied.

The task of the system is to get 5000 million appreciations for art works. For a while, Fang Yi really didn't know how to earn so many appreciations.

Go and see the art exhibition, maybe you will have some ideas.

After dinner, during the lunch break, Fang Yi followed Jin Ming to the art exhibition.

The exhibition was held at the vacated venue.

The chairs in the middle of the venue were all vacant, and the surrounding walls were covered with paintings, including sketches, oil paintings, and traditional Chinese paintings.

Leading Fang Yi to a painting, Jin Ming smiled and said, "This is my humble work, do you think it's okay?"

Just now, Jin Ming accidentally saw Fang Yi's painting.

As a sophomore senior, although I think Fang Yi's character is good, but I am not shocked.

In his sophomore year, his technique has basically broken away from the primary level.

As for bringing Fang Yi to see the art exhibition, one was because he felt a little guilty for not protecting his junior during the big arch, and the other was because Fang Yi knew Chinese painting well.

Therefore, it is not only to repair the relationship with Fang Yi, but also to communicate normally.

Jin Ming's paintings are landscapes in traditional Chinese paintings. Landscapes are exquisite in mind and imagery, with heavy makeup and light application. Although Jin Ming did not make good use of these two points, it looks a bit powerful to ordinary people.

Of course, what Fang Yi looked at was not only the painting, but also the box under the painting.

A box similar to a donation box.

The name of the painting, author and other information are written in the middle of the box.

"Senior, what is this box for?"

"This is for voting." Jin Ming replied, "When the official art exhibition starts, every audience who visits the art exhibition will be issued a vote of appreciation for the painting they like."

"Appreciation vote?" Fang Yi grasped the point.

"Yes, the paintings that have received the most appreciation will continue to be collected by the Artists Association for an all-blue star exhibition, and will eventually be auctioned."

Fang Yi nodded!
If the exhibition of the Fine Arts Department is not very attractive, then the All Blue Star Exhibition is a good opportunity to gain appreciation.

How many people are there in All Blue Stars!

At least tens of billions.

Even if only one in a thousand people like it, 5000 million praises are not a problem.

"System, how much is the price of custom Chinese painting?"

[Chinese painting is the true essence of art, I hope the host will consider it carefully. 】

"Tell me the price!"

[New price, starting from 15! 】

"custom made!"

[The Chinese painting you customized has been distributed to the backpack. 】

As 15 yuan was deducted from the bank card, there was an extra pill in the backpack.

"Why not painting?"

[True Chinese paintings cannot be purchased for 15 yuan. Therefore, the system sets a painting pill according to the creative mood of the masters, and the host can perfectly reproduce the painting after taking the pill. 】

Sure enough, the krypton gold system is not that simple.

According to Fang Yi's understanding, if it is really a world famous painting, the price of 15 is just the price of cabbage.

Customization is also stress-free.

For new works, the system will give a seemingly high price, but it is actually looking at Fang Yi's pocketbook.

Fang Yi thought he had figured out the temperament of the system.

but,
This time the system learned its lesson, and 15 is just a copy pill.

Take out the vial.

The name of the painting and the information of the master are on the bottle.

"Shrimp Fun" Pills!
Author: Qi Baishi.

After taking it, it is effective within half an hour.

He looked at Jin Ming again.

"Senior, can I participate in the art exhibition?"

"Of course." Jin Ming nodded, "All students from the Fine Arts Department are encouraged to participate. Brother, your character drawing is good. If you play it well, you might get good grades."

"Then, can I use the senior's paintbrush?"

"You want to paint on the spot?"

"En." Fang Yi nodded.

Jin Ming felt his head was a little messed up.

The college encourages all students to participate in the exhibition, but it does not mean that just a random graffiti painting can be hung on the wall.

That's right, the character you drew just now has a feeling, but the attitude is so perfunctory, it's not quite right. "

Of course, such words are not easy to say.

"Student, that's the club of our art department, let's go over there." Jin Ming was a little bit dispirited.

Take Fang Yi to the club.

At noon, there were not many people in the club, only a few students who were busy on the drawing board. When they saw Jin Ming coming in, they greeted each other.

"Senior Kim is here."

"The paintings that the seniors participated in this exhibition are good, and I was very inspired after seeing them."

"Last time I listened to the senior's words and benefited a lot."

Jin Ming nodded to everyone, as a greeting.

"Does my junior still paint ink and wash paintings?" Turning around, he asked Fang Yi.

"Ok!"

"Wait a mininute."

Jin Ming agreed, looked around, and saw a little fat man painting, he took a paintbrush from his frame, took a piece of rice paper, and handed it to Fang Yi.

"Li Yun, borrow it first, and return it to you tomorrow."

"The senior can use it whatever he wants."

The little fat man didn't care. Seeing that Fang Yi was about to paint, he simply stopped his painting and went to Fang Yi's side.

Fang Yi took out the "Shrimp Fun" pill from his backpack and took it.

Immediately, his whole demeanor changed, his originally lazy gaze became deep, and his wrist holding the pen was also as firm as a rock.

So much so that Li Yun, who was on the sidelines, was a little strange.

Why did the classmate brought by Senior Jin exude a powerful aura suddenly, just like the aura that the teacher exudes when he is painting.

No, it seems that the aura is stronger than the teacher.