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"It's not... that powerful." The young man lowered his eyes slightly and whispered, his face flushed slightly, "You can also try to draw shapes first, such as circles, squares, etc., and then try to draw simple shapes, such as eggs and music boxes."

He had actually scanned the paintings of several of his classmates just now, and he had seen two of them a month ago, and it seemed that he had made a lot of progress.But it can also be seen that the writing is green and the writing skills are very shallow. It can be seen that the basic skills are not solid.

Just as he was about to walk over to help them change it, he heard a discordant cold snort.

"It's nice to say. We haven't seen your paintings before. Who knows how well you paint. Don't tell others for a long time. You are a half-assed person. The oil painting circle is so big, and suddenly someone who is not well-known comes to point out Jiangshan? Let me ask, who are you?"

Ivan followed the voice and realized that it was a boy sitting in the corner.

The boy looked only one hundred and sixty centimeters tall, and his feet couldn't even reach the ground when he was sitting on a chair, but he put on an imposing look.

The Alphas in the military academy are basically over 180 tall, and this boy looks like an Omega from the medical school.And by the looks of it, he's still a pampered Omega.

However, although Omega's attitude is arrogant, the painting on the silk cloth looks much better than others.Among a bunch of rookies, he can be regarded as a young man, no wonder he speaks so wildly.

At this time, the peacock-like Omega rolled his eyes when he saw Ivan sizing him up.

"What are you looking at? If what I said is wrong, you can demonstrate it to everyone! You don't have any works, so why do you convince so many people?"

Aaron obviously didn't expect such an embarrassing thing to happen, and he didn't know how to end it for a while, so he could only put on an embarrassed smile to comfort Ivan: "Andy has such a temper, junior, please don't mind. Didn't you bring home a painting that just started from the studio last month? Or... show it to everyone?"

Speaking of the painting, Ivan froze.

Although that painting has only been painted for a month, it cannot be described as fine and perfect at all, but if it is really taken out...

It is also enough to turn him into a big tree that attracts the wind.

What's more, he painted a portrait without his consent.

So, the little vampire just rubbed the corner of his clothes in embarrassment and said, "Well, I haven't finished drawing it yet... I can't show it to you..."

After speaking, it was obvious that the atmosphere was even colder than before, so he hurriedly added: "However, I can help you change your current content..."

When the boy spoke, the ending sound became weaker and weaker.

The whole studio fell into silence.

There is a strange smell in the air.

The second hand on the clock on the wall clicked several times before everyone began to cheer awkwardly: "Oh, yes, yes! Ha, ha, ha!"

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Ivan breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the nearest classmate.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy stretched out his hands from his wide sleeves, took over the palette, scanned the silk cloth with his eyes a few times, and skillfully began to color the palette.

"Look here, what you want to paint is a lake under the moonlight, but the coloring is a little greenish. If you want to highlight the moonlight, your color is not bright enough, but if you want to highlight the night, your color is not deep enough. Therefore, the whole structure is not so harmonious."

As he said, he brought the paintbrush with new paint to the silk cloth, turned to ask the classmates sitting on the chair, and asked, "Can I write?"

The classmate looked at the palette in Ivan's hand, and then at the lake he had painted. The color was obviously a bit off. This was the first time he had seen someone revise the painting in such a big way.

Then, saw the lakes, which were not clearly colored before, covered with a new layer of color by the boy's brush.

So, everyone watched as the young man held the palette in one hand, and advanced layer by layer from the edge of the lake to the center of the lake, dipping more white paint with each step, and when the paint was mixed until it was almost white, he finally reached the center of the lake.

The lake water reflecting the moon came out like this.

"Now, it's just a rough rendering, because the lake has ripples, so it should be deep and shallow, and the ripples should be drawn out." He said, pointing his fingertips on the full moon in the middle: "The moon in the lake should be rippling in the ripples. Here I only drew a white circle, so I have to pour a layer of dark blue to draw out the moon and the ripples."

Although he finished speaking, he didn't write any more, and turned to repairing the surrounding things.

The lush forests, the green grass on the ground, every stroke is precise and meticulous, even the small dewdrops on the grass blades are painted with a cleansing effect by him.

"You see, the light is shining from the west of the center of the sky, so the time you drew should be one or two o'clock in the morning. If the moonlight shines from this direction, it will form a dark shadow on the east side of the tree trunk. Make the color here darker, and the three-dimensional and substituting sense will come out."

After painting the surrounding scenery, he stretched out his fingertips and slowly approached the lake in the middle of the canvas. After realizing that it was more than half dry, he changed to a different type of brush and drew out the remaining lake layer by layer.

An oil painting that looked crude at first seemed to be infused with life under Ivan's pen, and it became a treasure in no time.

"This is just a first draft. Because there is less time, the drawing is not very detailed." Ivan put down the palette, took a step back, and bent his eyes: "Look, isn't it much better this way."

Everyone: ...

Not only is it much better...

It's so different, isn't it!

Everyone was about to gather around to take a good look at the altered landscape painting, when a voice full of anger suddenly sounded from behind.

"Don't move! Don't move, let me see!"

Everyone turned their heads together, and only then did they see the upright professor stretching his head and looking inside.Looking behind him, there is a man in military uniform.

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