Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

Gu Luo smiled and nodded, "It's inevitable."

"When I come back, the teacher can't dislike me."

"Haha, how come."

Having said that, Gu Luo saw that the situation was almost ready, so she asked with a smile, "By the way, the painting competition of the Federation of Paintings is about to start. I remember that the one in our studio who is going to participate in the competition is called..."

Gu Luo looked like she couldn't remember the name, so the teacher added for her, "Shen Lu."

"Yes, it's Shen Lu, how is she preparing now?" Gu Luo asked curiously.

The teacher was also a little worried, and just said, "Your school is holding a sports meeting now. She took three weeks off before, and I'm not sure how her practice is going now."

Hearing this, Gu Luo felt a little more relieved, and felt contemptuous in her heart, a country bumpkin is just a country bumpkin, and if she didn't draw well to participate in some sports meeting, she was still a little worried that Shen Lu would really have a chance to participate in this competition.

But now it seems that there is no need to worry at all.

"Then...can she really have a work to participate in the competition?" Gu Luo asked pretending to be worried, "If the submitted work...is not eye-catching at all, then we will lose our Yiheng studio."

"It's not possible." The teacher is still very confident in Shen Lu's painting skills. He thought about it and said, "When Shen Lu comes over this afternoon, she should be able to hand in the works for this competition. At that time, we will know if she has really regressed."

For things like painting, if you don’t practice for one day, you will know it, if you don’t practice for three days, the teacher will know it, and if you don’t practice it for seven days, others will know it too.

Knowing that Shen Lu will come over today, Gu Luo turned her eyes and wanted to see what Shen Lu's painting looked like today. She smiled, "Then teacher, can I have a look?"

"can."

Shen Lu didn't know that there were people waiting to see her jokes in the studio, so after finishing her class, she took her paintings to the studio.

It happened to be the quietest time in Yiheng's studio, everyone was drawing seriously, and no one paid attention to Shen Lu's coming.

She went to the teacher's office lightly.

Before she could speak, she saw another person sitting inside, and she paused.

Gu Luo casually turned her head and looked at Shen Lu at the door.

When his eyes fell on her face, his expression froze for a moment.

I haven't seen Shen Lu recently, which made Gu Luo forget her impression.

Seeing Shen Lu again now, the indescribable sense of familiarity in my mind suddenly became clear at this moment.

Shen Lu's apricot eyes and beautiful small nose are exactly the same as the eyebrows and eyes of the young grandma in the photo that Gu Luo saw in his grandfather's box some time ago!

Ever since Gu Luo knew that she was a fake daughter, she had been feeling anxious and uneasy, but she had never worried that the real girl from the Gu family would be found.

After all, Jin Tai had already thrown her away, and she might have died long ago.

Gu Luo, who thought everything would be fine, looked at Shen Lu now, and the panic resurfaced.

Shen Lu looks so much like grandma...

Gu Luo gritted her teeth, and turned away from looking at Shen Lu, as if she could ignore the uneasiness in this way.

Gu Luo watched her gaze change from contempt to shock, and then a little more panic. Shen Lu was extremely puzzled by this extremely complicated look.

When Gu Luo saw her before, she wanted to despise her into the dirt before giving up. When did she look at her with such indescribable eyes?

But Shen Lu didn't take her seriously.

When the teacher saw Shen Lu coming back, he immediately got to the point, "Shen Lu, is your drawing ready for the competition?"

"After the painting is finished, bring it here, and prepare to let the teacher look at it first."

Shen Lu took out the painting wrapped in paper and put it in a frame.

She handed the drawing to the teacher.

The competition of the Federation of Paintings focuses more on the artistic conception and the harmony of the paintings. The teacher once said this to Shen Lu. Now that he sees Shen Lu's paintings, the teacher knows that the students he selected to participate in the competition this time are definitely not wrong.

The teacher knows best how talented the little girl in front of her is. Her innate spirituality is ahead of all the contestants. It is because of this that she is more suitable for creation.

This kind of spirituality and talent are combined, and people usually call this kind of person a genius.

The picture in front of me depicts a dilapidated small room, and the room is outlined stroke by stroke. Looking at its details, there is nothing wrong with it. The harmonious high-grade gray is subtly and accurately blended out by her into various amazing colors.

"How did you adjust these colors?" The teacher was very pleasantly surprised, pointing to the gray and green mossy color on the corner of the wall, which seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, expressing the depressed and depressed feeling to the fullest. extreme.

Shen Lu also couldn't tell how she transferred it out, if she said that she transferred it out like that, it would be a little arrogant, she could only explain it.

The teacher nodded again and again, his eyes fell on the painting, and he couldn't take it away for a moment. The look of surprise and satisfaction in his eyes became more and more serious.

The whole painting is depressing, the female puppet seems to be trapped in a room, unable to escape, looking at the gray sky outside the window full of sorrow, but at the first glance there is a ray of golden sky light, which is extremely gray and hazy. A few bright collisions enliven the whole picture.

This painting clearly expresses a belief, facing the sun and facing life.

The teacher was immersed in it, and felt that his emotions were constantly surging, recalling his depression and disappointment in these years, why is he not the puppet trapped in the hut, unable to see the light of day.

Seeing that touch of golden yellow again, he kept nodding his head, "Okay, okay, okay!"

Saying hello three times in a row made Gu Luo, who hadn't seen the painting, sink in her heart, and she looked over immediately.

The paintings drawn by the high-grade gray make people not like it at first glance, but if they continue to look at it, it will light up every person who has a story to take a closer look.

After all, she is the granddaughter who grew up with Mr. Gu, a master of traditional Chinese painting. Gu Luo still has a certain appreciation ability, so after looking at this painting for ten seconds, a look of jealousy can't be suppressed on her face. distortion.

Shen Lu, she only learned it for half a year, so she can draw such a picture? !

She couldn't possibly believe it!

If this painting is used in a competition, then No. 1 might really fall into her hands!

How could Gu Luo, who had always wanted to see Shen Lu fall into the mud, be willing to see this happen?

Gu Luo's expression became gloomy.

"Gu Luo, look, this painting is much higher than others!" The teacher was very excited, "What you lack most now is this kind of artistic conception, you need to learn more!"

Hearing the teacher's words, Gu Luo felt that a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out of her chest. She gritted her teeth in concern and hatred, and her smile was uglier than crying, "No need."