"System, I want to buy Mr. Qi Baishi's Ink Shrimp Painting.”
"Ding! Purchasing successful. 80,000 grandmaster coins have been deducted, leaving 7,500 grandmaster coins.”
Looking at the five-digit Grandmaster Coins that had dropped in an instant, Gu Xianchen felt that it was painful to breathe.
It was difficult for such paintings to be appreciated by many people before they became famous.
Especially when Gu Xianchen was still so young, it was even more difficult.
Artist: When can I become famous? When will my paintings become valuable?
The audience: When you die, I will understand what you are trying to say.
The buyer: When you die, I'll buy it for a lot of money.
Although it was a little exaggerated, it was undoubtedly difficult to earn back 80,000 grandmaster coins with this painting.
However, Gu Xianchen didn't regret it. Since he was already prepared to buy it, he would definitely buy the best one. There was no point in buying the worse ones.
After using the Ink Shrimp Painting, Gu Xianchen was like Old Man Baishi, who had painted the painting that day. His aura was fully unleashed.
He dipped the brush into the ink, and the speed and slowness of each stroke, the beginning and end of the stroke, were combined. There were differences between the strokes.
After Gu Xianchen started painting, his strokes were like flowing clouds and flowing water. His movements were done in one go, giving people a different kind of artistic beauty.
Everyone in the classroom suddenly had a feeling that watching others draw wasn't that boring after all.
After Gu Xianchen finished the last stroke in satisfaction, he suddenly felt several gazes staring at him.
He looked around and realized that Zhao Lingmai and the other three who had been drawing with him had stopped.
"Are you done drawing?"
Gu Xianchen looked at the four people's drawing papers. They had only drawn less than one-third of the painting. He frowned slightly and sounded very puzzled.
The four of them seemed to have woken up from a dream and remembered that they were also drawing. Therefore, they hurriedly picked up their pens again, dipped them in ink, and continued to draw on the drawing paper.
"Student, this painting of yours is of very high standard. I wonder if you can give this painting to this old man?”
The teacher, who had been staring at Gu Xianchen's painting, walked forward.
He wanted to get closer and carefully examine it, but seeing that the ink on the rice paper had not dried yet, and he was afraid that it would damage the painting, he hesitated.
It could be seen how much this teacher liked Gu Xianchen's Ink Shrimp Painting.
"Of course. If you like it, you can take it. It would be my honor if it could be used as a lesson.”
Gu Xianchen could draw another one at any time. If he could leave this one in the art department as a lesson, it would probably bring him a lot of influence.
It could also be considered as recovering some HP for himself.
"Haha, since you are so generous, of course I won't keep it for myself. In the future, those of us who study ink painting will be blessed.”
The professor habitually stroked his white beard and continued with a smile,"
"Student, which class are you from? I've taught quite a number of classes. Why didn't I notice such a handsome young man like you before?”
The professor was telling the truth. Gu Xianchen's looks were too outstanding. He was the kind of person who wouldn't be forgotten after seeing him in a crowd.
"Uh…Actually, I'm from the pop music department.”
The professor's hand that was stroking his beard suddenly tightened and almost pulled it off.
After a while, the white-bearded professor said regretfully,""It's a pity. If you want to change your major in the future, you can come to me directly.”
When the other students in the classroom heard this, they all looked at Gu Xianchen enviously.
If a professor took a fancy to him, his future would be bright, especially if he was a professor at a high-level institution like Yanjing Academy of Art.
"Alright, I will consider it."
Of course, Gu Xianchen did not plan to change his major. He did not plan to study in school at all. Wouldn't it be nice to become a top student by copying homework? It didn't matter what major he studied, it was too troublesome to switch.
"Why do you know ink painting? And it's so good."
After Gu Xianchen left the classroom with Zhao Lingmai, Zhao Lingmai finally couldn't hold it in anymore and kept asking Gu Xianchen.
Gu Xianchen felt a headache from the noise and couldn't help but ask,""Don't you know how to do it yourself?"
"Ah, I…I was just joking.”
Zhao Lingmai was a little embarrassed. She had been learning ink painting since she was young. Even after she chose to take the path of an actress, she had never given up ink painting.
He would practice it from time to time as a hobby.
After seeing Gu Xianchen's superb drawing skills on the spot, she was too embarrassed to say that she knew how to draw.
"Aren't you going to film? Why are you so free now?"
Gu Xianchen didn't continue talking about the ink painting and changed the topic.
Zhao Lingmai rolled his eyes.
"I'm so free that I'm wandering around in front of you. I'm really embarrassed to be in your way.”
Ah…this!
Gu Xianchen guaranteed that he definitely didn't mean that. He just felt that Zhao Lingmai should take advantage of the fact that the suspense web drama had just finished broadcasting and shoot a few more films.
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