Painting, music, and literature are all important carriers of art.

"Tomorrow, let's see if there are any channels to gain reputation. In addition, I guess I have to learn electronic painting and professional-level painting skills. It shouldn't be difficult to combine technology."

The system gave Lin Yuan professional-level painting skills.

However, some paintings need to be done with electronic tools. The system did not give Lin Yuan the skills for this part, and Lin Yuan had to learn it by himself.

Chapter 70 绘画社

In the next few days, while Lin Yuan was in class, he was always looking for ways to obtain the reputation of painting——

First pass the exhibition.

An art exhibition needs sponsorship, and a small painter like Lin Yuan who has no foundation of works or fame will not be sponsored by a fool.

As for self-pay?

Lin Yuan would never hold an art exhibition at his own expense in his life.

The second is to find someone to guide him. Having a famous painter in the industry guide him can save a lot of detours, but Lin Yuan doesn't know such a painter.

Excluding these two channels, the solution that Lin Yuan can think of is:

Earn the reputation points provided by these students of Qin Yi first.

Qin Yi is so big, it may have the foundation to provide a thousand prestige points, so let's take a look at what places in the school to get painting prestige points.

After Lin Yuan inspected, he found that the school had such a thing as a painting club.

Joining the painting club may give you some opportunities to gain prestige. Anyway, what schools like Qin Yi lack most are various clubs.

Sports include basketball club, football club and hip-hop club and so on.

Art category also includes piano club, painting club, calligraphy club, poetry club and so on.

The scale of these associations is very large, because Qin Yi itself is an art school with related majors.

However, Lin Yuan, a student of the music department, has nothing to do with other majors. The only person he knows outside of the music department is Jian Jian, who is also a student of the performance department, and he has nothing to do with painting or the like.

no way.

He could only simply and rudely come to the door and submit his application for joining the painting club at the office of the painting club.

"Do you have a drawing foundation?"

The school's large-scale clubs are supported by the school, have a dedicated office space, and usually have members of the clubs sitting in town, the form is similar to the student union.

After Lin Yuan explained his purpose, he was interrogated as expected.

"Have."

Lin Yuan answered in the affirmative.

The other party looked at Lin Yuan's information: "You are a student of the music department, and most of our clubs are students of the art department..."

"Is there a limit?"

"There are no restrictions. It's just that if you don't have a professional advantage, it may not be easy to get along in the club. After all, there are many masters in the painting department in our club, and you can usually get outreach to activities such as student work exhibitions, and there are quotas. Restricted, are you sure you want to join?"

Work exhibition?

Lin Yuan's eyes lit up: "I want to join."

The other party smiled proudly: "Then you fill out the form, and it's best to fill in your own class time, we will consider whether to call you to participate in the activity according to your time."

His purpose was not to persuade Lin Yuan to retreat!

The clubs of the school are very eager for more students to join, because the more members in the club, the bigger the club is, and each club hopes to be the largest club in the school, so when someone applies to join the painting club, the painting club will only be happy.

And the newcomer will never be intimidated by his own words!

Because the vast majority of newcomers can't help being moved when they hear that the association has an exhibition of their works, even though these newcomers may not have the opportunity to send their works to the exhibition at all.

Complete the application form.

The other party quickly wrote a chapter without even reading it, as if he was afraid that Lin Yuan would regret it: "There is something I forgot to tell you. After joining the club, you have to spend more time participating in club activities. If you miss many times For activities, our club will be cleared, so in order to prevent some students who just want to join our club on a whim, but later feel that our club has too many things to be troublesome, we will explain in advance in many cases."

How can I forget to say this.

This was obviously because Lin Yuan was afraid that he would back down when he heard it, so he filled out the application form first, and then brought up this issue.

"no problem."

The composition department's courses are not heavy, and Lin Yuan still has a lot of extracurricular time, so he readily agreed, but joining the club seems to be easier than Lin Yuan imagined.

……

After filling out the application form, the student who stamped Lin Yuan stood up: "Do you have time, can I take you to visit our activity area?"

"it is good."

Lin Yuan followed the other party, and soon came to a building: "There are many clubs in this building, and our painting club is on the first floor."

Go into the building.

Only then did Lin Yuan discover that the activity area of ​​the painting club turned out to be a large classroom with several hundred square meters. In the classroom, many members of the club were drawing with their drawing boards. Some were drawing sketches, some were painting watercolors, some were painting oil paintings, and some were doing Chinese painting Creation, the air is filled with the smell of various paints.

"Newbie?"

A person in charge of the club got Lin Yuan's information and looked at him: "Sophomore student in the Composition Department, why didn't you come here as a freshman?"

Most students join clubs when they are freshmen.

Lin Yuan said, "I couldn't draw when I was a freshman."

The other party raised his eyebrows, confirming that Lin Yuan was a pure newcomer: "I didn't bring painting tools, so you should clean the studio first, just clean the whole east side, and the cleaning tools are in the bathroom next door."

"Ah."

Lin Yuan did so.

The person who brought Lin Yuan showed a smile, and the newcomers would be assigned to do cleaning and other tasks, not only in the painting club, but also in other clubs.

Lin Yuan began to clean honestly.

Although it was said to be cleaning the eastern area, the area was quite large. There were a lot of erasers on the ground, and there were easels everywhere. Lin Yuan took a lot of work to clean it.

……

Zhong Yu was copying a sketch of a character. At this moment, he encountered a problem and was scratching his head when he heard a voice next to his ear: "Please lift your feet."

"Clean other places first."

Zhong Yu said without raising his head.

"Just for a while." Lin Yuan looked at the erasers under the opponent's feet. If the empty space was not cleaned, it would be unbearable for a senior obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Eh."

Zhong Yu became a little impatient, glanced at Lin Yuan, and said in a bad tone: "You are a newcomer in the club?"

"Yes."

"How old is it?"

"Sophomore year."

"The junior seniors will teach you a rule today. When our painting club is cleaning, you must be quiet, and don't easily disturb the seniors' creation."

"Aren't you copying?"

Lin Yuan was puzzled, copying is not creation.

Zhong Yu became unhappy, stopped painting, stared at Lin Yuan, and said angrily: "Hey, why don't I give you the pen so you can draw?"

"also."

Lin Yuan said: "Just lift your foot when you finish painting."

Zhong Yu: "..."

Is this student serious? Can't you tell I'm angry?

Lin Yuan didn't think much, because he was in a hurry to clean the remaining area, so he picked up a pencil beside him and started to draw.

This senior has completed the big frame.

Although the opponent's big frame is not particularly good.

Then there are the details.

"The eyes are asymmetrical...the hair line is too stiff...the shadow on the nose is too heavy..."

Lin Yuan glanced at the semi-finished product of the senior, and his mind was almost full of the shortcomings of this painting. Although ordinary people can't see it, these shortcomings will naturally be magnified countless times in Lin Yuan's eyes.

He picked up the eraser and wiped off two-thirds of it with a swish, but it still didn't feel right, so he wiped off all the parts that could be wiped off.

Zhong Yu didn't have time to stop him, and watched Lin Yuan erase the result of his one-hour drawing:

"you……"

Lin Yuan ignored him, leaning over, shaking his wrists quickly, directly correcting many deficiencies of the senior, replacing them with cleaner and neater lines.

Compared with creating out of thin air, Lin Yuan's speed of copying a painting is terrifying.

10 minute later.

Lin Yuan straightened up, glanced at the work that was almost the same as the one he was copying, and said, "Can I lift my feet now?"

"what?"

Zhong Yu watched Lin Yuan wantonly revise his paintings, his eyes went from angry to bewitched, and then to amazed at the end, exactly 10 minutes.

And in this short 10 minutes.

Watching Lin Yuan modify his painting to such an extent that he dare not recognize it with his own eyes, Zhong Yu, who is not young, suffered an unprecedented shock!

Chapter 71 现场临摹

Zhong Yu's pupils trembled.

Sketching is a basic course that all art students must learn, but every master of painting must first be a master of sketching, and there is no master without the foundation of sketching.

Some painting masters even think:

Sketching is everything if there is no color.

Not to mention whether this point of view is true, at least the importance of sketching to painting is self-evident, which is why Zhong Yu is still practicing sketching as a junior in the art department.

For Zhong Yu who has studied sketching for many years, he thinks his level is not bad.

But today, this cognition was completely defeated by a sophomore in 10 minutes!

"..."

Lin Yuan fixedly looked at Zhong Yu's feet.

Zhong Yu woke up like a dream, his face quickly filled with a smile, and he caught the cleaning tool in Lin Yuan's hand: "Master, how can I let you do this kind of rough work, let me do the cleaning!"

Before Lin Yuan could speak, Zhong Yu cleaned up the eraser under his seat.

Then he supported Lin Yuan to sit on his seat, and said enthusiastically, "My name is Zhong Yu, a third-year student in the Department of Fine Arts!"

"My name is Lin Yuan."

"Alright, alright, God Lin Yuan, sit down first, and we'll talk after I finish cleaning!"

As he said that, Zhong Yu quickly walked towards the students next to him, and the smile on his face disappeared: "You, get up."

"Brother Zhong?"

The other party stood up immediately, with a slightly astonished expression, and hurriedly said: "How can I let you clean up, let me do it..."

"Need not."

Zhong Yu finished cleaning the other party's position, and then walked to the next position, with no refusal in his flat tone: "Get up."

"Ok."

Zhong Yu's cleaning efficiency is much higher than Lin Yuan's.

He cleaned anywhere, and sometimes the club members sitting there would get up without even opening their mouths.

Finish cleaning.

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