In the evening self-study, Lin Nan asked Yue Xuesen to come to the office. After the sports meeting, Yue Xuesen immediately filled out a form and went to the teaching office to apply for living on campus. Lin Nan asked him to talk about specific matters about living on campus.

"Yue Xuesen, you applied to live in the school later. The dormitory for our class is already full, and only the tenth class dormitory has vacant beds. Can you accept it? No, you will be forced to live in school." Lin Nan said seriously.

Class [-] students are notoriously messy, and good students mostly take a detour when they meet Class [-] students, let alone live in a dormitory.

Yue Xuesen nodded: "Thank you teacher, it doesn't matter which dormitory I live in."

"That's fine. You can find time tomorrow to move in. Dorm B Building 305, bed No. 6. Get the key from the political and educational office, and pay the fee..."

"it is good."

After Lin Nan finished explaining, Yue Xuesen was about to leave, but Lin Nan continued on his back: "Wait a minute, I have a quota for an authoritative competition in the art world. The top three prizes in Yishi are [-] yuan. Are you interested?" If so, you can go to the art teacher to sign up..."

Yue Xuesen stopped in surprise, and Lin Nan handed him a thin album.

"Youth private art exhibition competition? Liuyi Studio funded it?" Yue Xuesen has been an art student for three years, and is extremely sensitive to the word art.

"Teacher, I will sign up." Yue Xuesen was moved.

Lin Nan waved his hand: "There is still one week left. You can prepare. You are not an art student. While practicing painting, you must not lag behind in your studies. The level of art students in our school is very high, and you may not be able to win awards."

"The art teacher usually stays in the studio. You can sign up at his place tomorrow night. The studio is on the fourth floor of the administration building. Don't go wrong..."

"Thank you teacher for giving me this opportunity." Yue Xuesen said solemnly.

Lin Nan smiled indifferently: "Whoever said that our class has no artistic talent, it would be a waste if the quota is given..."

Yue Xuesen slowly stroked the smooth cover of the picture album, thinking of the days when he used to stay up late for painting: the school did not allow staying up late, and the dormitory area was limited, so he secretly carried a flashlight and painted on the wall of the bathroom. Have fun.

As a result, I didn't have time to take the art test and traveled to this book.

I expected that he was just an ordinary person, flipping through the novels of his classmates when he was bored. Although the subject matter was homosexuality, it was just a reading material to pass the time, so there was no need to pay too much attention to it.

He was a little excited when something he was familiar with and liked suddenly appeared. Yue Xuesen sat back in his seat and didn't calm down for a long time. His thoughts were all glued to the picture book.

Yue Xuesen simply didn't write the questions, and opened the album to look at it with relish. The album is exquisitely bound, the paper is comfortable, and there are avatars, sketches, and sketches in the content.

The first painting is a sketch drawn by the student who was admitted to the first place in the country.

What is the point of painting?Accuracy, light and shade, details.

The standard is divided into three elements: area, characteristics, and mutual relationship (size).

When people look at paintings, there are only two types: good-looking and bad-looking.

Some paintings are considered good-looking by ordinary people, but they are useless in the appreciation of experts.

And some paintings are obviously ugly, but they are works of art with unique styles.

The first thing Yue Xuesen saw when he saw the painting was the shape.

The second eye is the degree of light and dark contrast in the painting, so as to reflect the relationship between objects and the three-dimensional sense.

The third eye is the details, and the quality of the details has a lot to do with the lines.

If your painting in the art test can make the teacher squat down and look carefully, 80.00% of your painting will be successful.

The painting has details that deserve a closer look.

Art students have studied hard for ten years and studied painting hard. It takes three seconds for the teacher to decide which school you will go to.

Grade A test papers have a score of 95 or more, and the Academy of Fine Arts can pick such scores at will.

Grade B is pretty good, and the Academy of Fine Arts will choose you.

The C file is a bit hanging, waiting for news, whether you can be admitted depends on your luck.

Forget grade D, retake the exam next year, there is still a chance.

This is the same as Chinese composition, mysterious and mysterious, it all depends on the eye, and the difference is distinguished.

The routine is deep.

There are also schools that specialize in art colleges. Students are painting 24 hours a day, and some even give up their studies and fish in troubled waters.

The youth private art exhibition competition is purely based on eye contact. You can draw a picture in three hours on site. You can draw anything. There is no limit to the type of subject matter. It tests painting skills, emotions, imagery, and the overall picture.

The odds of winning the lottery are the same.

Maybe the teacher holding the art exhibition likes bright and positive colors or dark and sad colors. No one knows. In this respect, everyone is on the same starting line, and there is fair competition, and no one takes advantage.

But it gave all art students a chance to get a place in the Academy of Fine Arts, and there must be a lot of students who came here to make up for it and sign up.

Yue Xuesen was obsessed with the pencil, and involuntarily drew an apple with simple lines on the draft paper.

After not drawing for a while, the strokes of his brushes were full of jerky charm, Yue Xuesen worked hard and planned to draw some more fruits to practice his skills.

There was an abrupt voice from the side.

"Did you use it to draw in the self-study class?" Yan Xing seemed to be watching Yue Xuesen for a long time, with a disdainful look on his face, as if he was saying why you didn't do your homework in the self-study class, instead you were painting and wasting time.

Yue Xuesen ignored him, he was a little puzzled, most people would say in surprise: "You can draw?!"

You must know that the original owner does not know how to paint.

Yan Xing said bluntly, "Did you use it to draw in the self-study class?"

Why are the characters in the book so unique?

After a while, Yan Xing found that he was being ignored by Yue Xuesen, Danfeng's eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were raised, and his expression was as cold as ice.

Yan Xing poked Yue Xuesen's arm with a pen: "The third cancellation of the three chapters of the agreement, I allow you to talk to me."

Yue Xuesen didn't raise her head, and said coldly, "Did I say I promised you three chapters of the contract? Why should I listen to you? Logically speaking, do I have to stipulate three chapters of the contract like you?"

Yan Xing was indifferent, and pushed the glasses frame expressionlessly: "You hate me?"

"Didn't you hate me first?" Inexplicably, Yue Xuesen glanced at Yan Xing.

"Isn't it natural that I hate you? Stupid."

Yan Xing likes Su Zilin, and it's only natural to target him.

Yue Xuesen said coldly: "It turns out that Yan Xueba is a love brain, but it's a pity that you have liked him for so long, and he doesn't appreciate it."

Yan Xing's pupils shrank greatly, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips: "Yes, I like Su Zilin, you'd better stay away from him, I'm afraid... I'll accidentally kill you."

"You have the guts to kill me." Yue Xuesen raised his middle finger.

Yan Xing smiled lowly.

"What do you do like this? I seem to be more excited."

interesting, interesting...

Yue Xuesen seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

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