Re-enactment of Boyhood [Rebirth]

Guo Jingyu went out for a training camp, and the location was in the capital.

Teacher Jin sent them to the cooperative studio here, handed them over to the professional teacher, and went back to school first. She was in charge of the school's homework, and contacted here by the way, and did not stay here to accompany the students.

There is a teacher who is in charge of daily life at the Jingcheng Studio, and there are teachers who take professional courses. People like Guo Jingyu all learn to paint in a big classroom after they come here. They don’t know about the art class of Chengnan No. students, and some from other schools.The whole room can only hear the sound of brushes brushing. Even if there are occasional classmates whispering, they will soon blend into the tense atmosphere.

The cost of going out for training camps is expensive, about 2000 yuan a month, which was basically the salary of the whole family at that time.

Art students are under a lot of pressure, as you can imagine.

Guo Jingyu looked around, feeling somewhat nostalgic.

He used to dream, but he also dreamed of the simple days of returning to the studio several times, painting day and night, and sweating every time he improved a little.

On the morning of the first day, a professional teacher came to make a model painting for them.

The person who came in was about 1.8 meters tall, thin and tall, and he didn't look like much meat. He wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and spoke with a hometown accent, which was very kind.He came into the studio and saw some new classmates, and greeted everyone with a smile, "A new classmate here again? Let me introduce myself to everyone. My surname is Cao, and my name is Cao Fu. You can call me Lao Cao. I am It’s so beautiful, everyone communicates more with each other, and you can talk about anything professionally.”

His popularity is not bad, many students responded enthusiastically.

Guo Jingyu was overjoyed the moment he saw him, he hadn't seen Lao Cao for many years.

Back then, he got the first grade in the modeling professional class and entered the Central Academy of Sciences. In the second year, Lao Cao followed closely, and also took the postgraduate entrance examination there. The two became senior brothers, but Lao Cao had one heart Wanting to join Mr. Zhong's family, the old man has limited energy when he is old, so he no longer accepts students, which is a pity for Lao Cao.

At that time, Lao Cao often used the excuse of coming to see him, and came to Mr. Zhong to take lessons, and he was very attentive.

Guo Jingyu later opened a gallery. Mr. Zhong didn’t say anything about him. On the contrary, Lao Cao looked sad and said to him when he saw him: “How can you be ashamed of Zhong Lao’s cultivation! Do you understand art? Know how to paint your heart!"

Lao Cao, who had devoted himself to learning painting for many years, gave him his paintings while feeling aggrieved.

All in all, Lao Cao is a simple-minded friend who keeps his ears to the outside world and only wants to engage in pure arts.

At this meeting, Lao Cao looked much younger, with a bit of a bookish air that stayed in the ivory tower all the year round, and sat in front to make model paintings for everyone.He is already very familiar with teaching in the studio, and he said while drawing: "Everyone sits together and squeezes together to see, the short ones squat in front, and the tall ones stand behind, giving way to each other... This brush, See, I saw that many students were holding their strokes yesterday, that’s not good, you have to be so horizontal, the lines can come out, and the shadow treatment here, you can be gray, but not dirty, the lines have to be transparent. become."

Lao Cao spoke carefully, and did not hide his little tricks, "When highlighting, if you can't use an eraser well, use a steamed bun."

"Teacher, can you still use steamed buns?"

"Why not? Everything is a tool. If you can draw well, it's fine. When I was studying in the Academy of Fine Arts, I was bored in the classroom painting every day. I brought a few steamed buns and a bottle of water. When I was hungry, I ate steamed buns. The remaining dry steamed buns can be used instead of erasers, which is very useful!" Lao Cao said casually with a smile.

His brush strokes are really good, and it can be seen that he has many years of basic skills.

Lao Cao slowed down, finished a painting slowly, and then asked the students to start copying with the sketchbook.

While wandering around the studio, he said: "Everyone, pay attention to the time when drawing. During our professional exams, the sketching time is three hours. Some students have to hurry up and not dawdle."

The classmate next to me, who was painting and changing as soon as he came up, heard it, and immediately started to pay attention and try to frame the frame.

Guo Jingyu sat on his seat, flexed his wrists, and started working.

He still doesn't know Lao Cao, but he is confident that in two hours, Lao Cao will take the initiative to sit aside and chat with him.

On the other side, in Chengnan School.

Li Tongzhou received an application form for a mathematical modeling competition in the teacher's office.

"This trial is divided into independent propositions and prescribed propositions. It lasts for four days. I told you about the requirements of the competition last time. Now it's about the allocation of players. You need to think about it carefully." The teacher in charge of this matter is very familiar with Li Tongzhou. I am also quite satisfied with this top student, but at the same time carefully reminded, "This competition requires that all team members must come from the same school, and each team cannot have more than 4 people. You go back and think about the right candidate. The school wants You lead the team and try to find classmates who have cooperated well in the past."

Li Tongzhou glanced down, and named Song Zhuoran who was ranked first in the list.

The teacher nodded and said: "Song Zhuoran is also good. Our school originally wanted to form two teams to go out. You and him will each lead a team. If you are both in the same team, I will respond to the above and go out this time. A team has a better chance of winning.”

"it is good."

Li Tongzhou agreed, and his eyes stayed on the competition site for a long time before moving away.

The teacher agreed with Li Tongzhou to let him go back, and soon called Song Zhuoran over.

Squad leader Song was very active, his eyes lit up when he heard about the competition, especially when he heard that the venue of the competition was in the capital, he patted his chest and assured, "Teacher, don't worry, I will work hard with my classmates and bring back the trophy to the school." !"

The teacher in charge said with a smile: "Li Tongzhou is good at mathematics and computers, but he still lacks in communication with his classmates. You must take good care of him when you go. By the way, is there a classmate who is good at papers?"

Song Zhuoran named seven or eight people in one go, and he knew many more than Li Tongzhou.

The teacher nodded again and again, relieved a lot.

In his heart, Li Tongzhou belongs to the type of student who lives in an ivory tower and concentrates on research. He has extremely strong professional ability, but at the same time, he also has fatal flaws.This kind of person is too immersed in his own world and is not good at communicating with the outside world. For example, Li Tongzhou, if he didn't take the initiative to call over to ask a few words, he would not have seen him say a word in school all day.

The teacher exhorted Song Zhuoran with pity, "Li Tongzhou is too honest, you must take good care of him outside."

Song Zhuoran went to watch a few ball games and was on the school basketball team himself. When he agreed, he began to have doubts in his heart. Why did he think that Li Tongzhou was not as harmless as he seemed?During the few days when he was a voluntary training partner for the school basketball team, although Li Tongzhou was silent, he still led others to intercept his ball.

Li Tongzhou, a good student who had just left the office, was also on the verge of making a mistake. He secretly brought a mobile phone and was sending text messages to Guo Jingyu.

The first one is quite satisfactory, asking: "What are you doing?"

The next day I asked myself and answered: "Huahua is busy right now, thank you for your hard work."

After sending it, I stared at my phone for a while, but didn't wait for a reply.

The preparatory bell rang outside the door, and Li Tongzhou waited until the end of the bell to make sure that no text message came in, and then he came out of the bathroom and went back to the classroom.

In the capital, in the studio.

Lao Cao is chatting enthusiastically with Guo Jingyu. These professional teachers are different from the regular teachers in the school. Most of them are students from the Academy of Fine Arts who come to work part-time. Not so many rules.

Lao Cao sat there talking nonchalantly, patted Guo Jingyu on the shoulder, his eyes lit up, their studios are also linked to the college entrance examination, if there are a few outstanding students in professional courses every year, the studio will be rewarded in the coming year. There will be more students admitted, and it will not be a problem to double the income.

Lao Cao treated Guo Jingyu differently, and asked him to have dinner with him directly at night, as if he had a long talk about his relationship, for fear that the good student would run away.

Guo Jingyu was also talked to so enthusiastically by Lao Cao back then, but only two or three months later, his coloring is better than that of a sketch professional, Lao Cao treated him really well, and showed his skills To hone his skills, it took him a year to teach him to be enlightened.

Lao Cao wanted to go to the first-class art academy in Asia. He practiced hard in Tianmei for a few years, and he never dared to fall behind in his basic skills. He really had two brushes.Guo Jingyu had such good grades back then, and he was inseparable from Lao Cao. After all, it was not someone who persisted in studying that set of methods for many years, and wanted to sprint to the CAFA Department of Modeling.

It's just that Lao Cao didn't expect that his student went to the school of his choice before him, and even studied under Mr. Zhong Lao.

Lao Cao didn't forget Guo Jingyu when he was having dinner that night, and took him out to have dinner with the other teachers in the studio.

Lao Cao wanted to play the emotional card, and introduced Guo Jingyu, "This is a new classmate from our studio, Guo Jingyu, please take care of me in the future, this little classmate is good at painting, I can see that I can sprint to the beauty hospital."

Of the eight major art academies in the country, Lao Cao didn't specifically mention any one in this sentence.

A short male teacher sitting diagonally across from him was drinking beer in his glass, and when he looked up at Guo Jingyu, he smiled and said, "Oh, brother Cao, what you said, it seems like our Academy of Fine Arts is worthless , There are many people who want to take the exam every year, and there are really not many who can get in."

Old Cao said: "He's different. I've seen it. He's very professional. If you don't believe me, you can see it tomorrow."

The man deliberately picked on the thorns: "Repeaters, right? This kind of students is the most difficult to take care of. The old problems of the past can't be corrected no matter how much you teach. I prefer the kind of students who have just been here for a few days. They are like a blank sheet of paper. Progress is also fast."

Lao Cao still wanted to talk, but Guo Jingyu put down his drink cup and it landed on the table with a "slap".

The man was startled, stared over and said dissatisfiedly, "What's going on with the students now!"

Guo Jingyu smiled and said, "Teacher, what's your surname?"

"Surname Wu, Wu Shuyou."

"Mr. Wu, what is your dissatisfaction with the repeat students? Everyone is out of love for art and has been working hard year after year. What happened to the repeat students? The repeat students spent time and paid the price. I don't think it's right for you to say that." Appropriate." Guo Jingyu pointed to Lao Cao, and gave an example on the spot, "For example, Teacher Cao!"

Wu Shuyou: "..." He completely forgot that Lao Cao was also a repeat student.

Over there, Lao Cao couldn't hold back when he was sitting. He looked at Wu Shuyou dissatisfied and said, "It's not shameful to repeat it. Don't talk about it in the future."

Wu Shuyou gaped, "Brother Cao, I didn't mean you."

Guo Jingyu waved his hand and said, "Teacher Cao repeated his studies for two years and was admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts. He is our best example!"

Wu Shuyou was indignant: "How do you compare with Teacher Cao? How many years have you repeated your studies?"

"I'm applying."

"..."

Guo Jingyu smiled and asked, "Teacher Wu teaches color?"

Wu Shuyou said with a cold face: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Guo Jingyu felt a little more certain. He was caught by Lao Cao to practice sketching. Gouache was his strong point. Lao Cao was worried about others, so he brought it himself. I had little contact with the teacher, and it was only later that I heard from other students that there was a teacher who taught coloring, Mr. Wu, who had mediocre painting skills and fell in love with a female student in the same studio.

Lao Cao lost a lot of money for this matter, and completely turned against this person. If Guo Jingyu hadn't won the first place in his professional grades, Lao Cao's studio would be in danger.

Wu Shuyou looked arrogant and arrogant. Everyone did not have a very comfortable meal. He was not only targeting Lao Cao, but also had nothing good to say about others.

Guo Jingyu didn't bother to talk to him, he had seen this kind of people a lot, Songzhuang painter village was everywhere, everyone felt that he was a modern and contemporary artist, and they all had some skills, Wu Shuyou might not be thrown at Songzhuang Who cares.

Guo Jingyu took out his phone and began to reply text messages.

His little boyfriend sent three messages today, very standard greetings.

Guo Jingyu's heart softened when he saw it, with a smile on his brows and eyes, and while replying to the message, he read Li Tongzhou's words two or three times in his mind, even looking and rereading every punctuation mark.

Li Tongzhou quickly sent another message: "I'm going to the capital to participate in the competition next week. I'll go and see you, okay?"

Guo Jingyu's heart flew up, and he immediately replied: "Okay!" After posting, he replied with a series of little people dancing, he was so happy.

Li Tongzhou also sent a villain reaching out for a hug.

Guo Jingyu watched it for a long time, wishing he could fly to him and hug him himself.

When returning home at night, Guo Jingyu talked with Lao Cao all the way, and said to him: "Teacher Cao, there is something I want to talk to you about."

Lao Cao laughed and said, "Don't be polite, I'm not a few years older than you, just call me Brother Cao."

"Brother Cao, what do you think of my sketch?"

"not bad!"

"Actually, my colors are better. You can pick any one of gouache, watercolor, or oil painting. You can pick anyone in the studio. Whether it's a teacher or a student, I won't be any worse than him." Guo Jingyu didn't tell him either. He was polite and said bluntly, "I'm not bragging to you by saying this, I want to be a substitute teacher in your studio."

Lao Cao's beer was awakened by the night wind, and he looked at him in a daze, "Substitute?"

Guo Jingyu nodded: "I am a person, maybe I really have some talent, why don't you test me tomorrow and keep you satisfied."

Old Cao was skeptical, he really saw that Guo Jingyu didn't look like a freshman, his foundation was too solid, and he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

The next day, after Lao Cao finished taking other students, he really called Guo Jingyu to his small studio and asked him to paint a gouache.

Lao Cao pondered that he did not rarely see arrogant people in the Academy of Fine Arts. After all, those who study art feel pretentious. Generally, this kind of person is someone who has not received the beatings of the society.

Lao Cao wanted to teach the new student a lesson.

But he never expected that the new classmate only painted half of it, and he stood there and looked dumbfounded.

It’s not that it’s good, but that this painting is very suitable for the exam, especially the high-grade gray is used with ease, and the whole feeling is a step up from other paintings in the studio, not to mention Wu Shuyou, it’s not worse than him How much, it is simply according to his mind, and everything is painted in his heart.

Lao Cao stood behind him silently for a long time, and finally praised him.

Guo Jingyu thought to himself, this is no nonsense.

His foundation was laid by Lao Cao, and Mr. Zhong specially instructed him. He still only moved the gouache and followed the style of taking the exam. .His foundation may not be as solid as Lao Cao's, but with so many years of vision, he will definitely be ten blocks away.

Guo Jingyu was also looking at this gouache still life under his hand. In fact, he was not very satisfied. After all, he hadn't started painting for a long time, so he was a little rusty, but it was still very handy to make a model painting in the studio.

Lao Cao praised him there, Guo Jingyu automatically changed, thinking that this person was purely praising himself, and he was secretly happy for a long time.

There are many people in Lao Cao's studio, and some students will come again after a while. Seeing Guo Jingyu's solid professional skills, he was very satisfied, so he nodded without talking nonsense, and asked, "Tell me, Jingyu, do you have any questions?" What conditions are there?"

Guo Jingyu said: "The salary is whatever you want, I have classes for three days a week, and I want to arrange the rest of the time by myself, is that okay?"

Lao Cao thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, that's it!"

Lao Cao discussed the specific time with him, and wanted him to practice in the studio for a few days first, and then start to substitute for the next week.Guo Jingyu made some calculations in his mind and said, "I have something to do next Friday, so I need to go out."

Lao Cao looked distressed: "Are you going out alone? Why don't you tell the life teacher, if something happens, you can't explain it to your parents."

Guo Jingyu smiled and said: "Don't worry, when my classmate comes, he will just walk around and not go far."

Lao Cao was worried, and asked, "Is it a male classmate or a female classmate?"

Guo Jingyu said calmly: "Male classmate, I am a kid, and the ones who came to participate in the math competition are much better than me."

The reason why Lao Cao resumed classes back then was because he knelt under the cultural class, especially mathematics. Few art students were good at mathematics. After hearing this, he immediately dispelled his doubts. Worry dispelled.

Can top students make mistakes?That is absolutely impossible.

The author has something to say: Little Theater①

N years ago:

Lao Cao followed Guo Jingyu to draw, and stood behind to watch.

Self-appreciative Lao Cao: "As expected, I brought it up, awesome."

Sitting there, Guo Jingyu who just finished painting: "..."

Small Theater②

About Teacher Cao's school:

Tang Jinyu, a post-00 next door: Ah, I know, did Mr. Cao say 'TiMi'?

Lao Cao: No!It's Tianjin Academy of Fine Arts! !

Lao Cao shed tears of the times.