Of course, taking into account Su Wan's patience and her habit of rarely appearing in public except for cooperating with Yang Yi's cultural promotions, the activities planned by Cui Yu and Huanchuan Society did not challenge the girl's bottom line too much. The next thing Su Wan needs to do is to copy a few animations published by Huanchuan Society on the spot. For Su Wan, who already regards drawing comics as a daily routine, this request is no different than drinking water and eating. In order to take care of the comic fans in the periphery, after discussing with Wu Xubo, who was still annoyed, Huashanyuan found the management of the venue and turned on the electronic screen in the center. What was live broadcast on the screen was Su Wan's current painting process. Behind Wu Xubo, a man and a woman watched the live broadcast. The girl couldn't help but squint her eyes and stare at the clean strokes flowing from the tip of Su Wan's pen. Then, through the magnification of the electronic screen, graceful traces were left in the pupils, and they moved accordingly. Even her wrist couldn't help but imitate it. After she finished drawing in the void with one stroke, all that was left in her eyes was the cold image of the girl in the center of the screen. "Hey, Old Wu is very discerning!" The man next to him couldn't help but clicked his tongue. Although they, the people around Wu Xubo, followed the latter and did many lawless things in the circle, there was one thing that they must be sure of. , in comics, they still have a certain level and skill. The dirty things they have done cannot deny that these people still have a certain love for comics: "As expected, they are serious comics people, but they are better than us amateurs. Look at this little girl. The use of brushwork and the grasp of the perspective of the picture are strong! There is only one word, strong!” The girl who was following Su Wan’s brushstrokes and tasted it again, was about to express her opinion, but she suddenly became stunned: "What kind of technique is this? How can you create light and shadow effects without using dot paper and a utility knife to scrape the screen? Isn't this too unreasonable?" The man shook his head. They are all the most superficial enthusiasts who know how to dot paper. It's already pretty good. In fact, regular cartoonists use glue nets instead of dot paper when drawing. Now when I hear my companion asking this question, I can only shake my head and wonder: "Maybe it's sketching, or it's simply the technique of traditional Chinese painting. I heard that this girl learned from a famous traditional Chinese painting master in Yuezhou. So it shouldn’t be surprising to bring other painting skills when drawing comics.” The girls nodded, accepting the explanation, but then they thought that even if it was just comics, not just anyone could master it. In the club, almost everyone can pick up a pen and draw two cartoon characters, but most of them just draw characters, and they are still the most basic two-dimensional shapes. If you add depth of field, perspective and other slightly more in-depth techniques, most of the people will immediately fail, and only a few of the most skilled guys can complete decent posters. As for the girl on the electronic screen, not only could she easily draw comics that they could never dream of drawing, she even had unknown attainments in traditional Chinese art. Thinking about it, her achievements today are inseparable from those arduous exercises. At this time, Su Wan had already started drawing the second picture. The pictures that Huanchuan Club asked her to copy were all the most beautiful and dreamy scenes in its most famous shoujo comics, and beauty and dreaminess also meant Copying these scenes requires more energy, but in Su Wan's writing, this kind of difficulty that seems unachievable in the eyes of ordinary enthusiasts does not stump Su Wan at all. Every stroke of the girl’s strokes does not look like she is drawing a commercial comic, but instead has an ethereal artistic conception. This kind of spirituality is actually a trait that was subtly influenced by her eyes and ears during the process of studying Chinese painting with Shen Songzhi. It is like a woman from a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. When people think of it, she is gentle and soft, but if she changes to Bashu, Hunan and Yunnan, she is completely different. Different hot and delicate. When she was studying with Shen Songzhi, she would complain because she practiced endlessly day and night. She would think that she was already good at drawing comics and could help that boy. Why should you learn Chinese painting when you and your mother can have enough food and clothing? However, whenever she recalled her childhood, she was hiding in the house alone, looking at the art albums left to her by her father whom she had never met, and thinking of those hanging in art galleries and museums for people to visit and appreciate. The wonderful art can also flow from the tip of his pen, and he can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. He will think that his father must be gentle and elegant, just like those leisurely figures in freehand landscapes. Some children are willing to go through hardships in order to gain recognition and praise from their parents, but she does it because she misses them. "It's so beautiful!" Someone below praised it in a murmuring tone. "Nonsense, what's the level of Wanda? You don't know, right? WandaShe actually studied Chinese painting. Her teacher in Yuezhou was, I heard, a professor at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, a famous master in China! "Some people curled their lips, closed the news to their colleagues around them, and responded with the most sympathy and disdain. "You are talking nonsense. I am not praising Wan Da's painting skills! Who doesn’t know that Wanda’s level is the best in the country! The guy who was misunderstood immediately jumped, thinking that he had been misunderstood, and that he was seriously questioning his loyalty to Su Wan: "I'm talking about Wan Da, she is beautiful!" If it were placed in our school, the beauties in any class would be too ashamed to come to school! " These words were undoubtedly idealistic and a typical fan of brain-dead fans. However, instead of refuting or ridiculing, the people around him agreed with each other heartily: "That's true. It's mainly because of Wan Da's temperament. , the heaven banished the immortal! If I could have such a girlfriend, I would laugh out of my dreams! ” Su Wan’s appearance is indeed good, but it is far from the point where all the class beauties will regret it. However, in the eyes of crazy fans, those who think otherwise have no vision and poor taste! At this time, there are This dear friend was probably a little carried away in this atmosphere surrounded by wolves, and subconsciously licked his lips: "That's right, have you noticed that Wan Da's figure is actually first-class, better than those models in TV commercials?" My son is so strong that I don’t know where he is! If only I could hold him in my arms" "If these words were said to a group of boys, making love to a beautiful little girl in their own school, everyone would probably laugh with disdain and then forget about it. But now The situation is obviously different. What they are facing is not a classmate who they meet every day in their school, because they do not appear mysterious and superior, but a goddess-like existence who is recognized as inviolable in the eyes of comic fans. So of course, he. He received countless murderous glances. However, just when someone was about to attack him, someone next to him finally couldn't help it, thinking, are you kids done? Are you going to poach your uncle in front of your original wife? It was simply unbearable. So he coughed twice, attracting the attention of the overly sexual boys, and then calmly warned: "Don't covet things that don't belong to you. Just say it nicely." It's called daydreaming, or to put it poorly, it's called harboring evil thoughts" Just when everyone wanted to agree with him and launch a siege on the guy who spoke so freely at the beginning, they heard Yang Yi add another sentence: "Wan The girl is my person, so you should stop thinking nonsense and study hard is the last word. " If the boy before had inadvertently provoked everyone's common bottom line, then Yang Yi's current behavior is simply to ridicule and provoke hatred. A tall and handsome high school student immediately said with disdain. He squinted over and said, "Haha, I've really seen what shamelessness means. I thought you were some kind of good guy at first, but it turns out you're also a guy who doesn't overestimate his abilities. Is Wanda yours? Little classmate, are you awake? If you are, I will take you home to find your mother, so as not to cause public outrage if you say the wrong thing outside! ” Zuo Zhouzhou has been silent in the crowd, just watching with cold eyes. He came here today with the intention of causing trouble for his opponent and destroying his opponent. It was just that the atmosphere at the scene was too enthusiastic just now, which made him restrain himself a little. A little bit. Then when I saw Su Wan painting live, I was shocked again. Before I could make a big fuss at the comic show, now when I heard what Yang Yi said, I also turned my head and looked at him with a strange expression. Isn't this guy a nymphomaniac? Why did he dare to compete with a large group of people just because of a little girl? Now that he saw a more beautiful and elegant girl, he immediately dumped the previous hero's rescue partner. Changed the target for a while? Not many chameleons are as fickle as him! Not many people are not afraid of the stage when they see the show. When he sees those around him, they are synonymous with childish and ridiculous cartoons. , actually provoked by Yang Yi's words, the attitude of the same enemy was provoked, and he immediately encouraged the world for fear of chaos: "You said what is yours is yours? At least it’s okay to give He a proof? " But just after he finished speaking, Zuo Zhouzhou couldn't help but curled his lips with some sourness: "You have a good taste. This Su Wan is one of the most temperamental girls I have ever met. . I'm afraid that if you know someone, but they don't know you, then you will be disgraced, which is not worth it. " Tasting a bit of Zuo Zhouzhou's sour grapes mentality, Yang Dun felt a little funny for a moment. He ignored the hostile looks from everyone around him, shrugged and asked, "Don't you look down on cartoonists? Why, do you feel that you are too arbitrary now? How could Zuo Zhouzhou admit defeat in front of a boy who was younger than himself? He immediately sneered and shook his head: "I'm just talking in a fair way. Besides, I'm just a pointer."??As for the girl herself, I didn't say that she was good at drawing comics. " Seeing this guy's tough talk, Yang smiled and stopped talking. As for Zuo Zhouzhou's instigation, he didn't take it to heart at all, but he didn't really go up to prove it to anyone. A bunch of people around him saw that he had nothing to do with it. He said that he thought this guy was also a talkative kid with no guts. After scoffing for a few words, Yang Yi didn't bother with him at all, as long as these guys stopped molesting his own comic girl. Okay, as for the proof, do you need to prove it to these children? After a while, Su Wan also completed the copying of several cartoons on it, and then the organizer started the last interaction of today's event in the form of a live auction. The atmosphere in the venue immediately rose again. Many guys holding a lot of pocket money couldn't help but get excited about trying, and they were ready to make a big splash. The economic situation in the Magic City was already good. In other cities, there are countless children from well-off families, and most of these students are obsessed with animation. They spend money to buy things they like without batting an eye. Amidst the excitement and anticipation, no one noticed that Su Wan, who had returned to the business rest area, suddenly walked towards the door after being pestered by a man for a few words.