When they arrived at the studio where Dong Xiaoya was teaching, Ning Chu saw a muscular young man in a half-sleeved shirt smoking at the entrance of the studio. When he saw Ning Chu and Dong Xiaoya, he could not help but be stunned."D * mn, Xiaoya, is this your boyfriend? He's so handsome."
"Do I look like one?" Dong Xiaoya replied with a smile.”
Without waiting for the man to reply, Dong Xiao Ya continued,"Um, let me introduce you two. This is Yuan Yu, my university classmate from the sculpture department. His nickname is Dazhuang
. This is Ning Chu, Old Ning, you know."
Yuan Yu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened."The only god!"？”He quickly took out a cigarette box and handed it to Ning Chu."Master Weiyi, I'm your idol!"”
"Huh?"
Yuan Yu: "No, that's not right. You're my idol. Come, big brother, smoke. Big brother, smoke."”
"Hahaha."
Ning Chu smiled and refused."I don't smoke. I quit."”
Yuan Yu's eyes were filled with admiration."You can even quit smoking. How much willpower must you have? How cruel must you be to yourself?"”Yuan Yu put away the cigarette case."Then, Big Brother doesn't smoke. What do you want?"”
"Don't call me big brother. Call me Ning Chu or Old Ning."”
Yuan Yuchang took a long drag on his cigarette and put it out in the temporary ashtray ashtray beside his feet. He smiled and reached out to Ning Chu."Alright, I'll call you Old Ning from now on." I saw your live broadcast yesterday. It was too showy! I'm dumbfounded, you know.”
Ning Chu smiled and shook hands with Yuan Yu.
"Especially when you went down and the Demon King Faker assisted in the game, Tianxiu was so good. It was so funny and enjoyable to watch. I even gave you my bamboo and gave you a lobster!”
"Thank you, thank you."”
Dong Xiaoya said,"Alright, you, Dazhuang. You don't want to give me bamboo, and I've never seen you spend money to buy me a gift. Isn't your betrayal too fast?"”
Yuan Yu: "Hahaha, if you can have a big…" Well, if you have Old Ning's skills, I don't mind giving my entire body to you.”
Dong Xiaoya: "You should go to the side. Who cares about you? You're so shameless."”
"Hahaha." "Come, Old Ning, come and sit in our art class. It's a pity that I'm in the middle school department. If it were the high school department, those girls would probably beg you to be a portrait model.”
Sure enough, when Ning Chu walked into the studio, the male students in the studio were still fine. As for the little girls, they suddenly became excited and began to whisper to each other.
Someone asked,"Teacher Xiao Ya, is this your boyfriend?"”
"No, not yet. Maybe in the future."”Do you have a girlfriend? There was no…Alright, from now on, you will have one.
After the students cheered for a while, someone asked,"Handsome, are you our new teacher?”
"That's right. Could it be that he's really our teacher? Then I'll come to class on time every day in the future.”
Dong Xiaoya: "Don't treat me like I don't exist. Why did you all betray me the moment he came?"”
Then, recalling the conversation she had with Ning Chu, Dong Xiaoya took the lead in clapping and said,""Actually, this handsome guy, Old Ning, also has some knowledge about art. Why don't we invite him to give us some comments?"”
"Hua hua hua--" The students laughed and started clapping to boost the atmosphere.
Ning Chu was a little caught off guard by Dong Xiaoya's actions. Recalling her art studies before she transmigrated, Ning Chu smiled and nodded. She moved a small stool and sat beside a female student. The little girl was so surprised that her face turned red. She gestured excitedly with her companions and was speechless.
Ning Chu observed her painting and then said,""If you want to sketch, you have to go deeper step by step. The initial framework was the composition of the picture and the brightness of the picture, which was what we often call 'black, white, and gray'.”
"As for the composition, I think everyone can refer to some excellent papers now, because this requires a certain amount of accumulation. When you have accumulated enough, you will naturally form a grasp of the beauty of the composition. The composition was to highlight the main body, and at the same time, make the picture more tense and integrated.”
"Just like your still life sketch, you can make this plate a little bigger. Put the grapes here…"
Ning Chu said as she used a pencil to gently mark the painting. Ning Chu was very disgusted with people who used a lot of force when making changes to other people's paintings. That's right, your choice and arrangement were very elegant. However, there was no way to go deeper into the painting.
"Then, it's the black, white, and gray that I mentioned. Because sketches don't have color, we need to use texture and brightness to distinguish the objects. So, sometimes, we can consciously emphasize the brightness of an object. Just like this painting of yours, you can make this light gray plate lighter…"
"Then, you deepened the light-colored patterns on the plate, and finally, you deepened the light purple grape grains on the plate into a dark purple color. In this way, the contrast between black, white, and gray would make the whole picture look like it was in a different dimension.”
After some simple modifications by Ning Chu, it felt as if the space of the entire picture had been pulled apart, and the brightness had also been distinguished. That was, the scene suddenly became more powerful.
What Ning Chu explained was actually quite elementary, but it was very suitable for these middle school students.
"Only by separating the brightness can you continue to draw in depth. Otherwise, the more you draw, the grayer the picture becomes. In the end, it will be gray and you won't be able to see it.”
After she finished speaking, Ning Chu put down the pencil in her hand. This pencil was from the brand of Stadt. It seemed that this female student's family background was quite good.
The students in the classroom clapped again.
"Not bad, Old Ning. You feel better than us."”Although Ning Chu had only mentioned some basic details, for a junior high school student, these were indeed the most important and useful things.
Moreover, some people might draw very well, but they didn't have the corresponding eloquence to express it to the students. Once they had such a teacher, they could only rely on the students to work hard to understand.
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11/15. I'm looking for flowers. Today, I'll send over 100,000 flowers…] Thank you for your support. When they arrived at the studio where Dong Xiaoya was teaching, Ning Chu saw a muscular young man in a half-sleeved shirt smoking at the entrance of the studio. When he saw Ning Chu and Dong Xiaoya, he could not help but be stunned."D * mn, Xiaoya, is this your boyfriend? He's so handsome."
"Do I look like one?" Dong Xiaoya replied with a smile.”
Without waiting for the man to reply, Dong Xiao Ya continued,"Um, let me introduce you two. This is Yuan Yu, my university classmate from the sculpture department. His nickname is Dazhuang
. This is Ning Chu, Old Ning, you know."
Yuan Yu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened."The only god!"？”He quickly took out a cigarette box and handed it to Ning Chu."Master Weiyi, I'm your idol!"”
"Huh?"
Yuan Yu: "No, that's not right. You're my idol. Come, big brother, smoke. Big brother, smoke."”
"Hahaha."
Ning Chu smiled and refused."I don't smoke. I quit."”
Yuan Yu's eyes were filled with admiration."You can even quit smoking. How much willpower must you have? How cruel must you be to yourself?"”Yuan Yu put away the cigarette case."Then, Big Brother doesn't smoke. What do you want?"”
"Don't call me big brother. Call me Ning Chu or Old Ning."”
Yuan Yuchang took a long drag on his cigarette and put it out in the temporary ashtray ashtray beside his feet. He smiled and reached out to Ning Chu."Alright, I'll call you Old Ning from now on." I saw your live broadcast yesterday. It was too showy! I'm dumbfounded, you know.”
Ning Chu smiled and shook hands with Yuan Yu.
"Especially when you went down and the Demon King Faker assisted in the game, Tianxiu was so good. It was so funny and enjoyable to watch. I even gave you my bamboo and gave you a lobster!”
"Thank you, thank you."”
Dong Xiaoya said,"Alright, you, Dazhuang. You don't want to give me bamboo, and I've never seen you spend money to buy me a gift. Isn't your betrayal too fast?"”
Yuan Yu: "Hahaha, if you can have a big…" Well, if you have Old Ning's skills, I don't mind giving my entire body to you.”
Dong Xiaoya: "You should go to the side. Who cares about you? You're so shameless."”
"Hahaha." "Come, Old Ning, come and sit in our art class. It's a pity that I'm in the middle school department. If it were the high school department, those girls would probably beg you to be a portrait model.”
Sure enough, when Ning Chu walked into the studio, the male students in the studio were still fine. As for the little girls, they suddenly became excited and began to whisper to each other.
Someone asked,"Teacher Xiao Ya, is this your boyfriend?"”
"No, not yet. Maybe in the future."”Do you have a girlfriend? There was no…Alright, from now on, you will have one.
After the students cheered for a while, someone asked,"Handsome, are you our new teacher?”
"That's right. Could it be that he's really our teacher? Then I'll come to class on time every day in the future.”
Dong Xiaoya: "Don't treat me like I don't exist. Why did you all betray me the moment he came?"”
Then, recalling the conversation she had with Ning Chu, Dong Xiaoya took the lead in clapping and said,""Actually, this handsome guy, Old Ning, also has some knowledge about art. Why don't we invite him to give us some comments?"”
"Hua hua hua--" The students laughed and started clapping to boost the atmosphere.
Ning Chu was a little caught off guard by Dong Xiaoya's actions. Recalling her art studies before she transmigrated, Ning Chu smiled and nodded. She moved a small stool and sat beside a female student. The little girl was so surprised that her face turned red. She gestured excitedly with her companions and was speechless.
Ning Chu observed her painting and then said,""If you want to sketch, you have to go deeper step by step. The initial framework was the composition of the picture and the brightness of the picture, which was what we often call 'black, white, and gray'.”
"As for the composition, I think everyone can refer to some excellent papers now, because this requires a certain amount of accumulation. When you have accumulated enough, you will naturally form a grasp of the beauty of the composition. The composition was to highlight the main body, and at the same time, make the picture more tense and integrated.”
"Just like your still life sketch, you can make this plate a little bigger. Put the grapes here…"
Ning Chu said as she used a pencil to gently mark the painting. Ning Chu was very disgusted with people who used a lot of force when making changes to other people's paintings. That's right, your choice and arrangement were very elegant. However, there was no way to go deeper into the painting.
"Then, it's the black, white, and gray that I mentioned. Because sketches don't have color, we need to use texture and brightness to distinguish the objects. So, sometimes, we can consciously emphasize the brightness of an object. Just like this painting of yours, you can make this light gray plate lighter…"
"Then, you deepened the light-colored patterns on the plate, and finally, you deepened the light purple grape grains on the plate into a dark purple color. In this way, the contrast between black, white, and gray would make the whole picture look like it was in a different dimension.”
After some simple modifications by Ning Chu, it felt as if the space of the entire picture had been pulled apart, and the brightness had also been distinguished. That was, the scene suddenly became more powerful.
What Ning Chu explained was actually quite elementary, but it was very suitable for these middle school students.
"Only by separating the brightness can you continue to draw in depth. Otherwise, the more you draw, the grayer the picture becomes. In the end, it will be gray and you won't be able to see it.”
After she finished speaking, Ning Chu put down the pencil in her hand. This pencil was from the brand of Stadt. It seemed that this female student's family background was quite good.
The students in the classroom clapped again.
"Not bad, Old Ning. You feel better than us."”Although Ning Chu had only mentioned some basic details, for a junior high school student, these were indeed the most important and useful things.
Moreover, some people might draw very well, but they didn't have the corresponding eloquence to express it to the students. Once they had such a teacher, they could only rely on the students to work hard to understand.
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11/15. I'm looking for flowers. Today, I'll send over 100,000 flowers…] Thank you for your support.
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