Vol 2 Chapter 499: Super realistic

Wei Xiaozhen is now practicing writing, of course, knowing the realistic style of painting is also a very good style of painting. Δ " pen Ω 趣 阁 Ω Δ but realistic works, there is also a rather troublesome place, which is more time consuming. Although the painting competition, the organizing committee gave a longer time than the calligraphy competition, but it was not long enough without any restrictions. Use a limited amount of time to draw real-life works, and let go of the difficulty, the average person will not consider it at all.
For painting, it is common to participate in competitions, mostly to draw some simple sketches, or Chinese paintings and watercolors with a little freehand style.
Wei Xiaozhen did not expect Zhang Yu to paint such a waste of time... According to common sense, unless the painting is simple, it is difficult to complete.
The complexity and progress of Zhang Yu’s current work is unexpectedly fast... Just like Zhang Yufei’s current, Zhang Yu does not use the realistic painting technique that people usually use, that is, first use pencil to draw the outline draft, and then modify the details and Coloring. It is an uncharacteristic, drawing directly with colored pencils, which is very high for the technical requirements of the painter.
Realistic, to put it plainly is the fact that the work is almost real. For a painter who wants to reach the highest level in real situations, there are many unpredictable situations where the draft is not directly drawn. As long as there is a slight flaw in the scale, it will change from a realistic style to an abstract one. It’s a shame.
Both Wei Xiaozhen and Zhang Yufei stood on one side and quietly watched Zhang Yu's hard work of changing pencils. The contents of the pen were getting more and more real. What the two people eat is that Zhang Yu’s work seems to be more than just a piece. A simple and realistic work contains more difficulty than two people want.
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As time went by... many players on the field completed their work. After finishing the arrangement, they went to the queue and waited for the judges to score.
Zhang Yu saw his paintings next to him. It was changed a few times... but only Wei Xiaozhen and Zhang Yufei stood on one side and looked at each other without looking away.
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Lu Xuan had already finished painting at this time. After packing up things, he first came to the side of his fellow sister Deng Xiaoyu to see how her progress was.
Deng Xiaoyu’s work is now said to be finishing. I feel that someone has come over. Looking up is Lu Xuan, smiling, saying nothing, or bowing to the end of the work.
Lu Xuan was afraid of disturbing the other party and did not speak. He just stood by and waited for Deng Xiaoyu to finish his final work... In a short time, Deng Xiaoyu completed all the procedures, and the work was written with a name before he looked up at Lu Xuan. Road: "How is the painting! Let me see?"
Lu Xuan shook his head embarrassedly and said: "Not so good! You are far worse than the sister." After all, he showed his work to the other side.
Deng Xiaoyu did not read the work, but tightened his nose and said: "Hey, I said Lu Xuan! You will enter the door one day more than me. What is the qualification to call my sister."
"Look at what you said! I am one step further than you! I am also a teacher." Lu Xuan heard a smile.
Deng Xiaoyu "Hey!", and glanced at the work of Lu Xuan's hand, disdainfully said: "I still have a teacher! It is really not good to paint."
Lu Xuan heard this is a look of indifferent expression, said: "The painting is good! I am not a teacher. I am a master!" When it comes to this, I feel that my painting level has been stagnant for a long time. Maybe it is my own lack of imagination, no feeling? Thinking of this, naturally, Cai Dong, who had just been taken away by people for sneak smuggling, was a strange heart. It seems that this master is not a good job. If there is no special hobby, I am afraid that the level of painting is like myself. I have already stagnated.
Deng Xiaoyu heard the words "master brother" and naturally thought of Cai Dong. But she didn't mean to be sorry for the other party, because until now Deng Xiaoyu felt that his legs were cool, it seems that there are secrets that have been taken away, and even some irritability. It may be that the emotion has been affected and the interest in speaking has been lost. "Go! Don't mention some hooligans, let's go to the queue!"
Lu Xuan nodded and knew that it was not convenient to continue to say that Cai Dong was a subversive name. But suddenly I remembered something, turned to look around, said: "Hey! You said we don't have to go to Zhang Yu and wait for him!"
Deng Xiaoyu turned his head and looked at Zhang Yu’s direction. Seeing that there are several people standing there now, it seems that he is watching his paintings. Dao: "I don't know how Zhang Yu's painting is?"
Lu Xuan said: "I don't know if I used to see it in the past! Anyway, the time for the game is coming soon~EbookFREE.me~ He should finish painting now."
Deng Xiaoyu nodded and packed up his own things. He took the work and went to Zhang Yu with Lu Xuan.
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After Deng Xiaoyu approached, the sensitive two people standing next to Zhang Yu to see his paintings actually had the beautiful vice president of the student union of Beitong Middle School.
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Wei Xiaozhen may feel that someone is watching himself, and also looks back at the past... Her memory is very strong, naturally recognizing that the person who looks at herself is the female player of the first middle school. Although others look at themselves, Wei Xiaozhen is not disgusted. But think about the time of the game is coming soon, this will be almost the same, then pulled Zhang Yufei around the side, the two went together.
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Deng Xiaoyu saw that he only looked at the other party, and the other party turned and left. It was strange to say that... But when she turned her head and looked at Lu Xuan, the other party was also looking surprised and looking at what The expression seems to be a ghost.
When Deng Xiaoyu was also curious to transfer his sight to Zhang Yu’s work, he was shocked... No! How can Zhang Yu draw so well?
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Zhang Yufei and Wei Xiaozhen walked together and said: "I didn't expect that Zhang Yu actually painted so well! It seems that we have encountered an enemy this time."
"Yeah!" Wei Xiaozhen nodded and said: "Now it seems! I don't necessarily see his opponent. Yu Fei, you add strength, this time you can't lose to him."
"But his writing is really good!" Zhang Yufei showed a sly expression, saying: "I may not be able to guarantee him!"
Wei Xiaozhen said: "You have to have a little confidence in yourself! Even if his realistic paintings are good again! On the judges side, the style of realism may not be pleasing. I think you still have a little freehand style. The judges seem to prefer it."