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Chapter 85

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    After the students of the painting department were silent for a few seconds, there was a sudden thunder in the silent classroom!

    "Oh my God!"

    "Which fairy is this?"

    "Before, who in the group said that the gouache powder of the Great God is not good, so you asked us to come over to help, what the hell is it called bad?"

    "It's too scary."

    "If this doesn't work, all the students of the painting department should pack up and go home. After returning home, my mother will have to ask me why I knelt down to look at the painting."

    ""

    These students are stupid.

    Squad leader Cao Bin was also stupid.

    He thought that Lin Yuan called the seniors from the painting department to help with painting, but he didn't expect that Lin Yuan called this group of people here, and asked these professional seniors from the painting department to help deliver some painting tools, go out to fetch water, and give them a hand.  Gouache painting, help the chair, pass the gouache by the way

    Isn't this just as long as you have your hands?

    Zhong Yu swallowed hard, and said with some difficulty: "So besides sketching, you are also good at gouache."

    Popular science and a little common sense of art.

    Sketch studies the relationship between shape and space, while gouache is the expression of color and environment. If there is any connection between the two, it is probably because everyone pursues a certain three-dimensional effect, so many famous painters only have one specialization direction.

    Someone is a sketch.

    Some people are gouache.

    Some people paint oil paintings.

    Some people paint Chinese paintings.

    In addition to the direction of specialization, these famous painters are basically not too bad when they dabble in other types of paintings, but few of them have reached the level of their specialization fields.

    so¡­¡­

    Everyone took it for granted that Lin Yuan was a painter who specialized in sketching. Who would have thought that Lin Yuan was a genius who mastered both sketching and gouache at the same time?

    This is the real God!

    You must know that many of you here are masters of the painting department who are very good at sketching, but now this group of students who are known as masters in the third-year painting department have all knelt down, and I don¡¯t know who shouted first:

    "Great God taught me gouache!"

    This sentence reminded everyone, and instantly triggered a chain reaction around them. A group of students talked red-eyed: "Ah, ah, I also want to learn gouache from the great theology!"

    "Great God, please help me!"

    "Kneel and beg the Great God to flop!"

    Having trained a bunch of sketch masters, Lin Yuan's teaching level is obvious to all. Now that Lin Yuan has shown his gouache skills, this group of people naturally knows how rare this opportunity is, and they are all crazy!

    "Five hundred and one hours."

    Lin Yuan's expression did not change.

    Zhong Yu struggled to get to the front: "Don't grab all of you. Anyone who wants to learn gouache must make an appointment with me. Don't forget that I am the number one disciple of the Great God!"

    "Come on face!"

    Immediately, someone was impatient: "You self-serving guy will definitely write his name on the first appointment!"

    ""

    Of course that¡¯s what they said, but everyone still made an appointment with Zhong Yu for Lin Yuan¡¯s gouache teaching, and Zhong Yu really put his name in the first place in the appointment.

    "gone."

    After Lin Yuan said a few words to Cao Bin, he left the classroom.

    "Where is the Great God?"

    "Dining in the cafeteria."

    A group of students from the Department of Painting followed quickly, and a group of people clamored for a treat, leaving only Cao Bin staring at the blackboard in a daze

    Yan Mengjia and her art group returned to the dormitory after dinner, because everyone knew that the blackboard newspaper was hopeless, but Cao Bin suddenly called them to come over, so they had to leave.

    "It seems that I went to the wrong classroom."

    Arriving at the classroom in the East Building, Yan Mengjia glanced at the blackboard newspaper after entering the door, turned around and said.

    "ah?"

    The boy behind Yan Mengjia also entered the door and took a look, but was also stunned: "It seems that I really went to the wrong classroom. What building is this?"

    "That's right."

    The students behind had already seen the back of Cao Bin in front of the blackboard newspaper: "Isn't that our monitor?"

    Several people looked at each other in blank dismay.

    A few seconds later, they rushed into the classroom at the same time, staring blankly at the landscape painting on the blackboard newspaper, as if they had been immobilized.

    "You guys are here."

    ? Cao Bin turned his head and glanced at Yan Mengjia and the others.: "I have to eat, I don't know if the cafeteria is closed."

    "This is?"

    Yan Mengjia stared blankly at the blackboard newspaper, feeling a little dazed for a moment. The previous blackboard newspaper was wiped off, and what was replaced was a landscape painting that people couldn't help but marvel at!

    But it seems to be only about two hours before they leave school, right?

    Magic?

    Is it magic?

    Cao Bin fully understood everyone's reaction, and explained with a smile: "Lin Yuan painted it."

    The boy behind Yan Meng was a little uncertain: "Is it the Lin Yuan we know?"

    Cao Bin did not answer, but looked at Yan Mengjia: "Lin Yuan said that the person in charge of the blackboard newspaper still wrote your name, but I don't think it's very good. It's better to put your name behind him, and you will also get credits."

    "oh oh."

    Yan Mengjia responded almost subconsciously

    There was still class in the afternoon, but when Lin Yuan returned to the classroom after eating, someone in the class suddenly shouted:

    "Lin Yuan is here!"

    "Lin Yuan is awesome!"

    "Did you draw the blackboard?"

    "Draw it in two hours?"

    Everyone looked at Lin Yuan, as if they knew him again.

    Yan Mengjia walked up to Lin Yuan and said softly, "Thank you."

    "Um."

    Lin Yuan sat in his seat.

    The students showed tacit smiles, and they were not surprised by Lin Yuan's reaction at all.

    Arrogant?

    No no no.

    This is Lin Yuan.

    At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the corridor. The tutors of the art department who were in charge of selecting the blackboard newspapers had arrived, and the leader was Kong An, the number one figure in the art department!

    The students immediately sat upright.

    The judges came in one after another. Kong An, who was walking in the front, glanced at the blackboard newspaper and was suddenly stunned.

    Not only Kong An.

    The few gouache instructors behind him couldn't help but widen their eyes. Is this blackboard report a level that students can complete?

    Did they hire someone outside?

    Or which teacher secretly helped?

    After several seconds, Kong An opened his mouth slowly, and said in a serious tone: "Who issued the blackboard report in your class?"

    "Lin Yuan!"

    Yan Mengjia was the first to speak.

    Lin Yuan could only cooperate with raising his hand.

    Kong An's doubts disappeared in an instant.

    He looked at Lin Yuan, turned his head to look at the blackboard newspaper, looked at Lin Yuan again, looked at the blackboard newspaper again, looked at Lin Yuan again, looked at the blackboard newspaper again, looked at Lin Yuan again  ¡­

    It's really not the author's word count, his actions have indeed been repeated several times.

    Then, he asked with a complicated expression: "Did you draw it by yourself?"

    Lin Yuan said: "Yes."

    Kong An approached the blackboard newspaper and admired it quietly, and said: "It turns out that your gouache is so good, but some details are not in place, and there is room for improvement."

    ""

    Please, with such a big blackboard, it takes only two hours to paint, how can it be possible to have all the details?

    Yan Mengjia and the others wanted to explain, but Lin Yuan didn't speak, so they could only hold back.

    At this time, a teacher looked at Lin Yuan and said: "The professor is too demanding. In my opinion, the painting is already perfect. It's the ink, it seems that it hasn't dried yet?"

    Lin Yuan said: "It's been cloudy recently, and it's a bit tide."

    Everyone in the class: ""

    Boss, why didn't you tell the other party that the ink was not dry and the details were not in place, all because this blackboard newspaper was actually drawn by you in two hours?

    All right.

    He is too lazy to explain.

    This point is still very vague.

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