Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

The teacher looked at the change in her expression, and didn't know how happy she was.

With a happy face, he stood up and walked around Shenlu several times, and finally said, "The competition is divided into two parts, one is the preliminary round, you can submit an oil painting before June, and there are more than two months before June." One month should be enough for you to complete one painting, and you can create the second one when we go to sketch."

Shen Lu responded, and the teacher prepared her the paint and canvas for oil painting, and taught Shen Lu the skills of oil painting very carefully.

Shen Lu has already mastered some hands-on skills when painting gouache, and she is very sensitive to colors, so she can easily distinguish the differences between similar colors.

When the teacher heard Shen Lu accurately tell the difference between the two seemingly identical colors, he was beyond pleasantly surprised.

Why didn't he realize that Shen Lu's eyes were so sharp before? !

The teacher asked Shen Lu to draw by himself first, and then went to call Yan Lao with great joy.

Shen Lu scratched his head, wondering why the teacher was so happy, he couldn't figure out the answer for a long time, so he simply focused all his attention on painting.

There are already many people in the studio, but Yiheng Studio is relatively large, except for the students who have already confirmed that they will take the entrance exam, everyone else is free to learn to draw.

The studio room where Shen Lu is located is the studio for taking the entrance exam, and the students here are more focused, so when the teacher walked over with an old man, not many people paid attention.

Shen Lu put all his heart and soul into painting oil paintings, using the method taught by his teacher to paint a painting full of flowers and highly saturated colors, so he didn't notice the person standing behind him.

Old Yan looked at her painting movements, she was still a little immature, and the colors that could be adjusted were extremely bright and soft, neither sharp nor dull.

Some beginners always want to mix the colors when painting, thinking that the picture will be more harmonious, but once they do this, it is often easy to make the picture dirty.

Shen Lu doesn't have this habit, she knows what colors will produce the effect when mixed together, so she won't daub back and forth on the canvas.

She may be wrong, but the color of the whole painting is extremely clean.

Yan Lao's eyes showed a very satisfied expression.

She grew up faster than he imagined.

Soon, Shen Lu stopped. She looked at the paint in confusion, as if she didn't know how to adjust the color.

"Try adding a little khaki." An old voice came from behind, with a smile.

Shen Lu obediently stained a little earthy yellow, seeing the color that made her happy, couldn't help laughing, "Thank you!"

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Old Yan. He was still the same, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, with kind eyebrows and smiling eyes.

"Old Yan, why are you here?"

Shen Lu wanted to stand up, but was held down by Mr. Yan, he laughed and said, "Don't be so cautious, isn't the color adjusted, draw quickly."

With such a person staring behind her, how could Shen Lu paint freely? She held the paintbrush so nervously that she forgot where her next stroke was going to be.

Shen Lu took a deep breath and looked at the picture for a long time before he figured out where to draw.

The color fell where it should go, the red with a little yellow, fell on the petals.

Old Yan didn't disturb her painting, and watched her quietly painting for two and a half hours. When she finished a simple painting, it was already dark outside.

Shen Lu stopped writing, heaved a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look behind him.

She found that Old Yan was still standing behind her.

Shen Lu quickly stood up, "Old Yan."

"How do you feel in the studio?" Old Yan asked casually.

"Very good, the teacher is also very kind to me." Shen Lu's eyes were bright, and he seemed to be very accustomed to studying in the studio.

Hearing Shen Lu's words, the teacher felt very comforted, and even straightened his back.

Old Yan glanced at the teacher, and couldn't help but smile deeper, "You can paint oil paintings in a few months, he taught you really well."

Shen Lu glanced at the oil painting he had drawn, and his face became a little more shy, "This painting...is not good-looking."

This painting is not very good-looking, after all, it is her first oil painting.

"In my opinion, there are many things worth noting about this painting." Old Yan said something unhurriedly, took the pen in her hand, and drew the center of the whole painting with just a few strokes come out.

He also said something while painting, Shen Lu's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Accidentally talked too much." Old Yan put down the pen with a smile, and looked at Shen Lu, "What kind of painting can you draw next time?"

"It's better than this time!" Her bright apricot eyes curved into crescents, she said very seriously.

"Haha, okay, little guy, let's work hard."

Shen Lu nodded heavily.

Old Yan didn't ask her any questions about her experience in painting, nor put pressure on her, which made Shen Lu very happy.

After packing up her things, she returned home with the oil painting in her arms.

The door was pushed open, Shen Yunshen saw Shen Lu, and just about to be angry with her, he saw Shen Lu running to Shen Boxing without looking back.

"Uncle, Uncle! Look at my oil painting!" Shen Lu's tender and soft voice was filled with anticipation, and she excitedly placed her painting in front of Shen Boxing.

Shen Boxing was watching the stock market on the computer, and the cheerful voice rang in his ears, which made people feel happy.

"Did you draw it?" Shen Boxing had a pair of blue light glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, his deep eyes were hidden under the glasses, weakened a bit, as if he was looking at the painting carefully.

"Old Yan helped me to change it a little bit." Shen Lu touched the tip of his nose a little embarrassedly.

Old Yan?

Hearing this name, Shen Yunshen straightened his back slowly, stretched his neck long, and glanced vigorously at where Shen Lu and Shen Boxing were.

It's a pity that the two of them were too far away, Shen Yunshen couldn't see what the painting looked like at all, he could only vaguely see the beautiful colors on it.

Could this be something drawn by Shen Lu?

Shen Yunshen expressed disbelief.

Shen Boxing watched it for a long time, and under Shen Lu's expectant eyes, Shen Boxing complained leisurely, "It's not pretty."

Shen Lu has long been used to not hearing much encouragement from Shen Boxing, but Shen Lu is still very happy.

She touched the paint carefully and found that it had dried.

Before he could speak, Shen Boxing took the painting over.

"Uncle?" Shen Lu had a lot of doubts on his face.

But Shen Boxing was very casual, and said confidently: "You live in my house, but you haven't paid the rent yet."

Shen Lu's eyes widened in disbelief.

Shen Yunshen: "Pfft ha ha ha ha ha!!"

"This painting is mine now." Shen Boxing was very calm, "One-half of the rent."