Tokyo life starting with painting.

Chapter 15 is very simple to add a little detail

"Are you really better at drawing than Fukushima-san?"

Konoe Suzuka looked at the forest path on the drawing paper that seemed to be covered with morning mist, and asked in a low voice.

"I can teach you." Dong Yesi did not answer this sentence, but said instead.

"Really, really?" Konoe Lianghua raised his head excitedly.

"But I don't want to teach"

"Really?" Konoe Lianghua lowered her head in frustration.

"But it's not impossible to teach you."

"Hey?"

Konoe Lianghua hadn't reacted yet, but she opened her mouth when she saw Higashinoji looking at her and smiling, realizing that the other side might be teasing herself.

Her small face collapsed, and she put her hands down, looking sullen.

She couldn't figure out why Dong Yesi kept bullying herself.

Higashino Division let out a laugh, and then waved his hand.

"Sorry, I was joking, Konoe, I will sit next to you from now on. I don't understand anything about this. You can ask me, gouache is very simple, just add a base color and add a little detail."

It's easy to add a little detail

Hearing this, Konoe Lianghua's mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again.

"But Konoe, can I use some of your oil paints when I sit next to you? Not much, just a little."

"Ah, if you don't mind, please use it."

Konoe Lianghua is still in the stage of gouache, and doesn't know how to use oil paint at all.

Listening to Higashinoji's words, she nodded foolishly.

A box of this kind of high-end oil paint costs one or two thousand yen. I really don't know that Konoe Liangka is a rich woman, she is really stupid, and she actually agreed to Higashinoji's request.

but

Dongyesi is still relatively comfortable.

He mainly wants to use the high-grade oil paints of Konoe Lianghua.

This thing can be used for a long time to shape, and it is not easy to fade, but it is just like a pearl at the feet of Konoe Lianghua who only paints gouache.

She didn't need it at all, she just borrowed it for a few days.

Besides, when sitting next to her, Higashinoji will teach her about gouache painting, and when her gouache painting is successfully transitioned, Higashinoji will return the oil paint to her. This is the so-called win-win strategy-he only paints two paintings anyway , not much paint from her.

I have to say that the studio when I was a student is indeed a good place.

Students who don't have drawing boards or easels can go whoring for free.

It's like after leaving the society, no matter what you have to buy yourself, you have to do it yourself.

But fortunately, now with Konoe Suzuka's support, Higashinoji can use good paint.

The next thing to do is to buy some paintbrushes and turpentine.

Dongyesi had an idea in his mind, so he didn't say much, and turned to look outside through the window of the studio.

In Japan in 2003, there were not many out-of-school youth entertainment measures.

All students can do is go out to sing, go shopping, watch movies, play in the game hall, or go home and watch TV.

Looking out the window at some Shibuya girls with heavy makeup, Higashino couldn't help shaking his head.

During this period, boys' uniforms in Tokyo, Japan were mostly stand-up collars, which looked very much like the Showa period.

But Higashino knew that within two years, Japan would be more open-minded, and boys' old-fashioned stand-up collar uniforms would become suit-style uniforms.

Thinking of this, Higashinoji turned his head back and looked at Konoe Lianghua.

Seeing that she was still drawing the picture of the forest in the morning, Dongyesi asked:

"Student Konoe, why don't you participate in the Tokyo Youth Awards like those few?"

Those few refer to those students from the art department who were chatting together just now, including that Fukushima-senpai.

Every year, the Tokyo Youth Painting Awards has a specific theme.

This year's established theme is 'Tokyo'.

Literally speaking, it is a painting based on the city of Tokyo.

The same is true for Fukushima and the others. Their canvases are mostly Tokyo, a metropolis of steel and concrete.

There are even a few photos of Tokyo scenery that they think are good beside the canvas.

This is a very blunt imitation, and Higashino shook his head after just looking at it.

"Painting is not just about drawing like."

For most art students, it's easy to draw as if they are, but it is difficult to draw with an artistic sense-not to mention that these high school girls don't look like them.

"I, I can't do it." Konoe Lianghua waved his hands and said in a low voice.

It's just that although she said so, when she looked at other people's canvases, she still had a little envy in her eyes.

"Really? I think you are much more solid in shape and light and shade than they are. They can do it, why can't you?"

Higashinoji didn't quite understand Konoe Suzuka's standards.

"I, I can't."

Konoe Lianghua heard Higashinoji praise herself so much, but her voice was softer, and she spoke firmly.

She felt that Dongyesi had such a high vision that he even looked down on the paintings of senior sisters, and she must be trying to bully herself by saying this.

She will not be fooled.

Konoe Lianghua brushed up the slightly curly hair around her ears, and then concentrated on drawing, ignoring Higashinoji.

Seeing that Konoe Lianghua was so serious, Higashino also smiled and didn't continue to disturb.

It's okay to sit anyway, he glanced left and right, and saw that there were pencils and erasers on Konoe Lianghua's small box.

So he simply fixed the paper that Konoe Lianghua gave him on the drawing board, then picked up the other party's pencil and eraser and started to draw.

"What did you draw?" Konoe Lianghua was a little curious.

"Sketch. My sketches are average, not very good." Dong Yesi replied casually.

He sat down, took less than half an hour to draw seriously, and quickly clapped his hands and stood up: "I'm leaving."

Konoe Lianghua didn't reply, and didn't even look away, as if he was afraid that he would tease him after he talked to the other party.

Then--

"I'm really gone." Higashinosi approached and greeted again.

Konoe Lianghua blushed.

She didn't know why she blushed, but all of a sudden, she felt a little embarrassed and blushed.

"Uh-huh!"

She responded in a very low voice.

But I haven't heard a reply for a long time, so I turned my head a little confused.

It turned out that Dong YeSi had really left.

Konoe Lianghua breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned to look at her gouache painting.

After a while, a voice came from beside him.

It turned out that Fukushima-senpai and the others who had just gone out to buy drinks and chatted with each other came back.

Konoe Lianghua didn't know how to curry favor with Fukushima and the others, so she stood up in a panic and bowed to the leader, Fukushima-senpai, which was regarded as a greeting.

Fukushima-senpai, who didn't want to talk to Konoe Liangka, a withdrawn girl, was taken aback for a moment, and then asked curiously:

"Hello? Cool flowers? Whose easel is next to you?"

Konoe Lianghua lowered her head, facing Fukushima-senpai, the highest ranking girl group in the art department, her voice was stuttering.

"Today, today, a male member named Higashino has just joined the art department. This is the easel he is holding."

"Tonoji?"

Fukushima-senpai muttered this name, and then walked to Higashino Tsukasa's easel.

She wanted to see what this new member of the art department drew.

She couldn't take her eyes away after watching, and at the same time stretched out her hand to a girl behind her:

"Keiko, is your phone a new model just bought? Lend me to use it."

The girl called Keiko took out her mobile phone and handed it to Fukushima-senpai with a puzzled expression on her face.

The next moment, I saw Fukushima-senpai taking a picture of the drawing paper with a 'click click'——

No way, this drawing is too good

Konoe Lianghua, who was standing next to her, saw this scene and thought of what Higashinoji said casually to her just now.

"My sketching is average, not very good."

No, not too good?

Konoe Lianghua rubbed her head, looking a little silly.

She really didn't know what Dong Yesi said was the truth and what he said was a lie.

(End of this chapter)