Freehand painting scroll - light network matching

Ling Han withdrew his gaze from staring at Lu Ming, glanced briefly at his paintings, and walked up to Lu Ming with straight long legs: "Tomorrow morning I have to go to the hospital to be on duty, I have to go .Lu Ming."

As a god-level CV, when Ling Han pronounced his name very seriously, Lu Ming unconsciously felt a strange feeling, just like when washing a paintbrush, the ink sticking to the tip of the brush The paint was pushed and smudged in the water: "Well, you should go back to rest early." Working for 36 hours in a row, no matter how you think about it, is a very heavy physical and mental burden.Watching Ling Han's figure disappear at the corner of the stairs, Lu Ming closed the studio door and returned to his dormitory.

Early the next morning, Lu Ming ran into Ling Han on the way to the teaching building: "Are you on duty at the hospital?"

"Hmm." Ling Han stood on the road where people came and went, but without any hesitation, he suddenly lowered his head and touched Lu Ming's bright forehead, "Mmm, I don't have a fever anymore, it's good."

Although Lu Ming was surprised, he didn't panic: "The heat didn't rise again yesterday, so it should be fine!"

Ling Han nodded, satisfied with his attitude: "I'm on duty, take care of yourself."

Lu Ming nodded and said that he would follow suit: "You are on duty for such a long time, you should pay more attention to your physical condition!"

In response to his words, Ling Han only slightly hooked his lips, "Okay, see you the day after tomorrow."

Lu Ming almost reflexively replied: "See you the day after tomorrow..." It wasn't until Ling Han walked away that he suddenly realized, but... Did they say they would meet the day after tomorrow?

Throwing away this thought, Lu Ming continued to walk into the teaching building. After being informed by Xu Youfei and Yu An'an, most of the students in the class knew about his previous fever. This class seemed to be particularly cooperative. It was very quiet up there.Lu Ming stood behind the podium and looked at the nearly a hundred students sitting in front of him—people who study art, always have a soft heart...don't they?

In this class, Lu Ming introduced to the students some stories and habits of some painters who played a pivotal role in the art history of the West and even the world.In Lu Ming's view, no matter how hard people try, it will be difficult to catch up with those great masters in the Renaissance period... In that era of turmoil and scarcity of materials, the emotional saturation of artists reached an unprecedented height, which is amazing. What you want but can't ask for.Drawing paper, brushes, and paints are just carriers, and more importantly, a good work is the soul and heart that the painter bestows on it.This is what the students in front of me and most of the painters lack.

With the ringing of the get out of class bell, Lu Ming ended today's class. The weekend class will bring the students into the studio for the first time to practice drawing. He still has a lot of preparations to do in these two days.For example, when I was drawing a character for the first time, I hadn't started looking for the model I needed.When tidying up the courseware, Xu Youfei pulled Yu An'an up to him: "Master, are you all right? Are you feeling sick anymore? Does your throat hurt? Do you have a fever again?"

Lu Ming shook his head, smiled softly: "I'm fine."

"Whether Master has something to do is not up to you. It's up to Zero Degree, oh no, Senior Ling Han has the final say. Didn't he come with you today?" Xu Youfei asked in a low voice.

Lu Ming shook his head lightly because of her question: "You Fei, Ling Han is going to be on duty in the hospital today, and I didn't know that the pressure of medical students is so great until recently. So it's better not to bother him, or not to bother him .”

Xu Youfei was about to say something more, but Yu Anan covered her mouth all of a sudden, "Mr. Lu, I will take this fool away. You should rest for a while after class! Let's talk later." He dragged Xu Youfei His arm went out the door.

"Really, don't bother looking at your phone during class!" Lu Ming felt helpless.

As soon as he walked into the office with the courseware in his arms, Lu Ming saw his colleague Zhan Ronghao sitting on the seat who taught Gongbihua, so he went up to say hello: "Mr. Zhan, you don't have a class this time?"

Zhan Ronghao worked at F University last year. He is a relatively young teacher: "Mr. Lu, you just finished class? I heard from the director that you are sick? Are you not acclimatized?"

"It's ready, nothing to worry about, thank you for your concern." Lu Ming put the courseware on the table and said.

"It's good that I'm fine. I'm afraid of getting sick when I'm alone." Zhan Ronghao smiled and continued to focus on the computer.

"By the way, Mr. Zhan, I would like to ask you something. How do you find a model for a character class?" Lu Ming asked.

"Nude model?" Zhan Ronghao looked back at him.

"No. It's just a normal mannequin." Lu Ming explained.

"You can post information on the forum, and you can also read some part-time job information. You can even ask if you have any friends. If you don't mind, you can come and help. Uh, sorry..." Zhan Ronghao said After finishing it, he remembered that Lu Ming was an overseas Chinese who had returned to China, and he probably didn't have many friends in S City.

"It's okay, I'll search online! Thank you, Teacher Zhan." Lu Ming sat down and turned on the computer.