Freehand painting scroll - light network matching

As for some shortcomings in Yu An'an's paintings, Lu Ming is not going to remind her now. In his opinion, let her finish this painting by herself, and then repaint one or two of the same scenery. The comparison and difference between them will make Anan gain more.

Before the class bell rang, other students also walked into the classroom one after another, Xu Youfei even went to Lu Ming's side to say hello: "Mr. Lu, I'm coming~ It's a pity that I can't draw four frames in class, otherwise I will definitely let you You test on the spot how serious I've been working hard lately."

Lu Ming smiled slightly: "Your homework for the past two weeks is landscape painting." He pointed to the campus outside the glass and gestured.

Xu Youfei touched her head, obediently went to sit down in front of the drawing board, and began to think about whether to paint a lake, a flower garden, or a boulevard?

All of a sudden, the sound of the nib touching the paper was heard in the studio, and Lu Ming looked at the students who were extremely serious, feeling a sense of pride as a teacher.Why didn't I ever think about being an art teacher before?Even if I can't make any achievements in the painting world in my life, it is also a contribution to art to let so many people experience the fun and beauty of painting!

The students of the Academy of Fine Arts are all doing a great job, painting for three to four hours, and they are paying enough attention. The bell has been ringing for a long time, and no one plans to leave.The celestial artifact conceived by Lu Ming has already been sketched in all directions. It looks like a hole flute, but the whole body is translucent, with a faint lingering purple glow, and the hole flute hangs in the air. The sword mountain peak pierces the sky.

Since class was over, Lu Ming didn't need to be with the students at first, but he didn't leave first because everyone was so focused. In the end, it was really because the sky was too dark that he clapped his hands and said: " Alright, students, let’s continue in the next class! Now the scenery you draw from memory is different from the reality.” After all, it’s not going out to collect scenery, or it’s a regular painting, so no one thinks of drawing it. First take a photo when the light is suitable, and then continue to paint, and to be precise, the photo and the actual light are also different.

The students reluctantly started to pack their painting tools. Classes were dismissed in twos and threes, and they went back home. It was time for dinner and a date. Seeing that the students were almost gone, Lu Ming started to pack his painting tools.Since Ling Han is now in charge of the kitchen in the "home", he doesn't have to rush to the cafeteria or small restaurant, he just needs to go back to the dormitory on time.

The warm twilight of the setting sun casts an orange halo on everything in the world. As usual, Lu Ming took the way to Yinfenglin, but unexpectedly met the boy who blocked the way at noon——Du Jiangyue.

Of course Lu Ming didn't think that he just happened to be in a daze here, and sure enough, Du Jiangyue walked up to him directly: "You are Teacher Lu from the Academy of Fine Arts, right?"

"Yes. Is there something wrong?" Lu Ming asked back.

"You... have a good relationship with Senior Ling Han! I... want to ask you to do me a favor..." Du Jiangyue's eyes showed a trace of tenderness and pity, which was different from the stubbornness when she saw Ling Han style.

Lu Ming hesitated for two seconds before answering, "What do you want me to help you with? Actually, it's not convenient for me to get involved in the matters between you two."

Du Jiangyue's eyes were slightly red when she heard the words: "I have inquired about it. Except for Zhang Yi and you, senior Ling Han has very little friendship with other people, so you are my only hope."

"Huh? Have you already looked for Zhang Yi?" Lu Ming asked.

Du Jiangyue bit her red lips lightly, and shook her head: "Not yet, I came to you first. Because you are a teacher, maybe Senior Ling Han would be more willing to listen to what you said."

A trace of doubt flashed in Lu Ming's glazed eyes: "What do you want me to say?"

"I have liked senior Ling Han for a long time. Really, I have also struggled. I thought that my feelings for him might become his burden, but I really have no way to persuade myself not to get close to him. Mr. Lu , can you understand the feelings I have given? I have liked him since the first year I entered the school. But I have been forcing myself not to approach him. I know that Ling Han is about to graduate. If I don’t say anything, I won’t work hard. Here's the chance, and I don't want to leave regrets for you. So, I beg you to do me this favor." Du Jiangyue's face was full of longing, as if he had foreseen a bright future for him and Ling Han.

Lu Ming remained silent. In his opinion, Du Jiangyue was not so much in love with Ling Han as he was moved by his own feelings for Ling Han; he believed that his tolerance in the past few years was all for Ling Han, and now The same is true for hard work. He has even developed a kind of myth, thinking that since he has paid so much and heavy feelings, he must be rewarded.

Du Jiangyue didn't notice his expression and silence, and continued: "Mr. Lu, I hope you will tell him my feelings for Senior Ling Han. In addition, I hope he can find time to meet me again today. Have a good talk. No matter how late, I can wait for him."