Superstars of Tomorrow

Will's wife was still looking at the layout of the room to speculate on Fang Zhao's personality traits. When she turned her head, she saw Will petting the dog. She broke out in a cold sweat and her face turned pale. pull back.

"You don't want your hands anymore?!"

The painter's hand is very precious. If he really wants to be bitten by a dog, even if the medical technology is superb, what if? What if it can't be fully recovered? Can't quite draw what's in your head?

Will's wife was rarely angry, but she was still at someone else's house after all, so she couldn't say much. After pulling Will over, she kept her mouth full of words, and when she saw Fang Zhao coming out with a bag of things, she forced a smile, but it was much worse than before. It seems much stiffer.

After Will and his wife left, Fang Zhao looked at Curly, "Will seems difficult to get along with, but he is not malicious."

Curly came over wagging his tail, humming.

Fang Zhao also knew what it meant, and patted its dog's head: "Okay, I did well today, let's go play."

As soon as the words fell, the little thing ran over, skillfully put the dog's head into the game helmet, and started playing the game.

This dog's game addiction is getting bigger and bigger.

Next door, after Will and his wife returned to the house, Will's wife began to criticize him for his inappropriate behavior just now.

"Unfamiliar dogs are still groping! Forget about the past?"

When Will was a child, he was bitten by a dog because of some pranks by his peers. The injury was a bit serious, but he recovered well. Because Will specially protected his arm at that time, his painting was not affected after the injury. The leg injury took a little longer to recover. Long, but also healed. It is also due to the powerful medical technology in the new century, and the biting dog is also a small pet dog. Otherwise, if it is replaced by a big dog like Muzhou, it will be difficult for Will to survive if he really bites.

Therefore, when Will sees a dog, he will keep a distance, especially a strange dog, and he will be more vigilant. In such a comparison, his behavior today is quite unexpected.

Will also seemed to be wondering, "I just think that dog is very special, and it makes me feel very strong."

"How does it feel?" Will's wife asked in surprise.

Will frowned tightly: "I want to touch."

Will's wife: "..."

Seeing Will's confused look, Will's wife asked tentatively, "Do you want a dog?"

Will replied without hesitation: "No, pets are too troublesome."

You can't take care of yourself well, and you still have a dog? And this is not my own home, it is impossible to leave everything to the servants and housekeepers.

"Whether you want to raise it or not, don't think about that dog next door anyway. Let's not talk about whether Fang Zhao sells it or not, even if that person sells it, you can't afford it." Will's wife continued to attack, "I checked, Fang Zhao’s inconspicuous dog was estimated at 200 million by authoritative magazines! And with the money you used to sell the paintings, you bought antiques a few days ago, because you said you wanted to study the painting methods of the ancients.”

Faced with such a practical problem, Will was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The old man's words really make sense."

"What did your dad say?" Will's wife asked curiously.

"It's not about me. He told my cousin that painting requires continuous efforts to improve and constantly break through yourself. Otherwise, the paintings you draw can't even afford a dog."

Will's cousin likes to use money to measure the value of paintings. When he was a child, he learned to paint for money. He has talent, but he doesn't work hard enough. That's why the old man said such words to stimulate.

Although most of Will's current paintings are sold for tens of millions, except for a few masters who have been famous for many years, it is difficult to find anyone who can compare with him. But still not enough to buy curls.

"Sure enough, if I don't work hard, I can't even afford a dog!" Will looked at his hands and sighed.

Will's wife: "..." No! The context of the old man definitely does not refer to this kind of dog worth 200 million!

"You touched a 200 million dog just now, what's the special feeling?" Will's wife couldn't help asking him.

"I want to draw."

Will seemed to come back to himself as he spoke, reminded himself, and walked towards the studio.

However, when Will sat in front of the drawing board and picked up a pen, he froze.

Can't draw.

No way to write!

Even though the desire to paint was so strong just now, when I sat down, I found that my mind suddenly became chaotic, and all the inspiration seemed to be out of control, and I couldn't sort it out!

how so?

Will was bewildered.

Regardless of characters or other affairs, Will has his own way of presentation, but when he decides to draw something, even if the image in his mind is not clear, there are always some moving lines and colors. Now it's completely different, not to mention lines and colors in my mind, it's just a fog! It seems that everything is hidden behind the fog, and nothing can be seen clearly!

Will put down his pen and closed his eyes in thought.

two hours later.

Contemplating to no avail.

When Will's wife came over, she saw Will facing the blank drawing board with a frowning face. It seemed aggrieved that he couldn't draw like that.

According to past experience, this is a difficult problem. If you can't find a solution, you probably won't have the appetite to eat.

Will's wife knocked on the door lightly, and seeing Will looking over, she asked, "What's the matter?"

"I can't draw that dog."

"Can't draw it?" Will's wife looked at the blank drawing board. She didn't quite understand, but she also knew Will's idea of ​​drawing. After thinking about it, she suggested, "You can draw Fang Zhao first, and just draw the painting on the painting just now." Next door, Fang Zhao was sitting on the sofa, the painting with curly hair lying at his feet, from Fang Zhao's pen, it might be helpful for you to draw it."

Will thought it would work, it wasn't that he couldn't draw a dog, he just couldn't draw the dog next door. That being the case, you can also try to draw from the dog owner, maybe you will have a clear inspiration when you draw.

Thinking of this, Will picked up the pen and began to draw on the drawing board.

However, after a few strokes, it stopped again.

I can't draw anymore.

There is no way to continue.

Even the more I paint, the more confused my mind becomes.

It shouldn't be like this.

The confusion in Will's eyes was even worse than before. Not only can he not draw dogs, he can't even draw people who are good at it!

In the end, Will decided to put this task on hold first, then changed his study plan for the refresher class, and resubmitted a new study plan form to the instructor.

The teaching method of the teacher in the refresher class is different from the previous school. The teacher is not what I tell you to do to the students, but what you want to do, we will help you achieve it.

That's why there is such a learning plan, so that the teachers can understand the goals and efforts of the students, so that they can provide targeted counseling and let the most professional people impart skills and experience.

Will's new study schedule, other things didn't change much, but he changed the two most important ones.

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During the training period, my short-term goal is to draw Fangzhao.

My ultimate goal - to draw Fang Zhao's dog.

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Seeing this revised study plan, the instructors of calligraphy and painting art: "???"

Fang Zhao didn't know about Will's entanglements. He got the class schedule for the first week of classes and was ready for his refresher courses.

The course time is not constant, only the schedule for the last week can be fixed, and the lecturer is not fixed. Maybe this master is free this week, so he will give a few more lectures, and another master will change the next week. Whoever is free will give the lecture.

Each advanced student gets a different schedule, major direction, and genre, and the teachers will naturally be different.

The course schedule is not tight, and more time is given to advanced students to choose by themselves. They can go to a master to discuss issues in their spare time, or they can study by themselves, go to the library or other places to study. If you want to retreat and create, you have to submit an application in advance.

Fang Zhao's first class in the Twelve Laws advanced class was a group class, a big class for advanced students from various categories such as calligraphy and painting, dance, and music. In addition to their newcomers this year, there are also previous advanced students who have not left. In this way, there are nearly thirty people in total.

It's not that the previous advanced students have not met the course completion standards, but that they have not completed the projects they have cooperated with some teachers, and they will naturally leave after they are completed.

As a freshman's first class, it is not to listen to the lecturers, but to listen to the previous seniors and sisters to talk about their ongoing research topics, to provide a reference for those who do not have a clear understanding of their own positioning, let them go Think: What are you going to do in the future? How far can you go?

In other people's eyes, Fang Zhao, who is in his twenties, calls a person who is over a hundred years old as a senior brother/sister, which is very weird, but in Twelve Laws, this kind of thing is too common. No matter how old you are, you still have to call Fang Zhao "senior brother".

For Fang Zhao, the youngest student in the advanced training class, the others will definitely be unbalanced and a little emotional at first, but after all, they are all people with status and have achieved certain achievements in their own fields.

The road of art is a practice, and practice is also a cultivation of the mind. Their minds should be on self-improvement, instead of spending time on how to be jealous, which is not good for cultivation.

The reason why academic masters don't like people who are too commercial is because they don't like to put too much thought on things other than art. As for the private life of the advanced students, they are not very demanding.

So, after everyone had adjusted their mentality, Fang Zhao received the love and care from his brothers, sisters and classmates in the first group class.

Outside the classroom, several teaching masters were also observing the four new students this year. Among the four, only Fang Zhao and the others knew the least, and they were not familiar with the art family.

"That kid?" An old man looked at Fang Zhao in the classroom and asked the people beside him.

In the eyes of these people whose average age is over 120, Fang Zhao's 20-year-old is just a child.

"Yes, Xue Jing took him on a global lecture tour before, and Mo Lang is also very optimistic about him." Another teacher said.

"No wonder Mo Lang said that after the vacation is over, he will come to Twelve Laws to give a few lectures."

"Whether you are really capable or not, you will know when the class starts. Judging from the present, Fang Zhao is indeed talented and talented, and he does not have the impetuousness influenced by greed. It is not easy to do this at this age. "

It's really not that they are deliberately holding on to Fang Zhao's age to talk about things. Another layman sitting here would also stare at Fang Zhao.

Because looking at the seats in the classroom, Fang Zhao was too conspicuous, as if a grandson was sitting among a group of grandparents and fathers.

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Sorry, back pain happened again recently, the update time is unstable.

Today, I wish all the book friends who are mothers a happy holiday [Huahua].