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Volume Three: County Famous 1403 Founding a Sect

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    "That makes sense. In today's society, it is the dream of countless artists to be able to combine Chinese and Western elements. However, it is not easy to combine the characteristics of oil painting. If you don't master it well, you will end up painting tigers and dogs, which is too deliberate.  ingredients." Li Keren sighed,

    "Teacher Li, it is precisely because it is not easy that it is easy to create a painting school." Dai Meng said,

    "School of Painting."

    "Yes, having your own title will make you more influential."

    "Haha, I can't imagine starting a sect. My mother spent her entire life never accomplishing this. Although there are many contemporary artists who have given themselves various hats, few have become famous.  Come." Li Keren showed rare patience.

    "But I think the teacher is a famous person and has a solid foundation. He has a huge advantage over those artists who are just chasing fame. Hehe, don't blame Teacher Li. I just like to speculate." Dai Meng chuckled,

    "Study hard. If you don't know how to walk, you just want to run without thinking about it." Wang Baoyu interjected from the side,

    "I'm not talking about myself, I'm complaining for the teacher. It's so unfair that such an excellent artist is not known to everyone." Dai Meng said dissatisfied,

    "Although eldest sister doesn't leave home, her reputation is much louder than yours. There are many people who let it out and buy paintings with stacks of bills." Wang Baoyu disagreed.

    "Fame and fortune are two completely different things. A true artist hopes that his creations will last forever." Dai Meng said plausibly.

    "Tch, you're usually a clumsy talker, just showing off to the teacher." Wang Baoyu had long been impatient and wished Dai Meng could go home right away.

    "Teacher, look at Wang Baoyu."

    "Kid, you don't understand this. In art, you have to dare to think. For example, Picasso, whose paintings were controversial at first, later became a master of art. I don't have any expectations in my heart. It's just my mother.  When I was still alive, I was always told not to forget my roots as an artist, so I always restrained myself from having any illusions. Today I realized that I was a little closed-minded. You young people still have lively ideas." Li Keren spoke to Dai Meng.

    "That's right, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." Dai Meng said in an aggressive manner,

    "Okay, you go ahead and do your work, I'll take a nap, remember to wake me up when the name comes out, and I'll count the money for you." Seeing that he couldn't talk to them, Wang Baoyu stretched out his arms and said in a bored tone,

    "You can't leave. Practice your skills as a model for me first." Dai Meng grabbed Wang Baoyu and said,

    "Go away, I don't have time to serve you." Wang Baoyu flatly refused. The little girl doesn't know how high the sky is. Does she think she can sit on my neck and show off her power after sleeping with her for one night?

    Ke Daimeng took Li Keren's arm and said coquettishly: "Teacher Li, tell me about him. He feels like he has taken a drug when he talks. It's the same when I'm at work. He criticizes me at every turn, which makes me scared."  , what others say is what it is, even people are becoming stupid.¡±

    Seeing Dai Meng's death, Wang Baoyu became angry. You are stupid, but you actually said that I was the one who scared him. Just when he was about to get angry, Li Keren glared at him and said: "Child, I order you to give me the child."  Moe as a model.¡±

    "Hey, eldest sister"

    "There is no room for negotiation."

    "Then, you can't be a nude model." Wang Baoyu couldn't afford to offend Li Keren, so he had to put forward the final limit.

    "Hehe, there's no need to take off your clothes first. You have no muscles and you don't look good." Dai Meng said proudly,

    Dai Meng quickly moved a chair over, pointed at it, and said, squat down,

    Wang Baoyu glared at her angrily and squatted on it reluctantly. Dai Meng immediately shouted: "It's too ugly, there is no depth at all. Come on, make a fist with your left hand and support your chin, chin, chin, do you understand?  Lower your head and look at the ground, not your feet.¡±

    Dai Meng pointed, but Li Keren's face was full of joy. He felt that this student was very understanding.

    But Wang Baoyu couldn't bear it. The way he squatted looked like a monkey. The two of them were just playing monkey, so he protested: "Dai Meng, this posture is very uncomfortable."

    "This is the look of Rodin's "The Thinker". It's all your fault for being too thin. You're several sizes too small. Just make do, don't move, hold on, haha." Dai Meng laughed, pulled his easel, and quickly  outline it,

    "Pay attention to this brush stroke. It must be done in one stroke." Li Keren pointed at Dai Meng while drawing.

    "Teacher, why is it handled like this here?"

    "The lines should be softer and the transition should be gradual so that they don't look stiff."

    ""

      The two discussed in a serious manner. Wang Baoyu felt uncomfortable squatting. In line with the professionalism of being a model, he still endured it. However, Li Keren taught and painted at the same time. He painted very slowly, and it only took half an hour.  After drawing out the frame, Wang Baoyu's legs were so sore that he finally couldn't bear it and jumped down from the chair.

    Maybe he squatted for too long, but he didn't stop and fell straight over, knocking over Li Keren's easel and the paint together. The paint box fell to the ground, and most of the little bits of color sprayed fell on Li Keren.  On people¡¯s paintings,

    "Child, why weren't you careful?" Li Keren picked up the painting sadly and complained involuntarily,

    "Hehe, if you do something bad again, you should be punished." Dai Meng looked like he was gloating about his misfortune.

    "Sister, I'm sorry." Wang Baoyu got up and apologized quickly.

    "It's been two days of busy work in vain." Li Keren said with regret, and wanted to tear up the painting.

    "Teacher Li, don't move yet." Dai Meng glanced at the painting and shouted,

    "Xiaomeng, what's the matter? If you like it, I'll give it to you." Li Keren said generously. Wang Baoyu was having fun. He knew very well that Li Keren was stingy about his works, and it wasn't because of this painting.  After it was useless, I generously gave it to Dai Meng.

    Dai Meng took the painting, picked up the paint box, and sprayed some randomly on it, and then said: "Sister, this painting has the flavor of oil painting. I think it's great."

    Li Keren came over to take a look in confusion, and Dai Meng added: "These paints just reflect the child's longing for the future. It's really great."

    Li Keren looked at it carefully for a while, and finally showed a smile and said: "Xiaomeng, you are right. In the past, I always paid attention to form in my paintings. This time I finally found the part that reflects the soul. I really  I like you so much, kid.¡±

    "Sister, this can be considered a meritorious service." Wang Baoyu rubbed his arms and legs and said with a smile. Unexpectedly, he fell just now and unexpectedly released the artist's inspiration and created a good work.

    "This is what I discovered, okay." Dai Meng pouted, took the sketch album, pointed to the "David" on it, and said: "Next time you take off your clothes, put this pose for me to draw  ¡±
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