In the next few days, besides attending classes, Lin Yuan has been looking for ways to gain painting reputation points.
First, pass the art exhibition.
To hold an art exhibition, you need sponsorship. A small painter like Lin Yuan who has no works or fame will not have any fool to sponsor him.
As for self-payment
Lin Yuan will never hold an art exhibition at his own expense in his life.
The second thing is to find someone to guide you. Having a famous painter in the industry to guide you can help you avoid many detours, but Lin Yuan does not know such a painter.
Excluding these two channels, the solution Lin Yuan could think of was:
First earn the reputation points provided by Qin Yi and other students.
Qin Yi is so big that it may have the foundation to provide a thousand reputation points, so let’s first see where in the school there are places where you can gain painting reputation points.
After investigation, Lin Yuan discovered that the school did have a painting club.
By joining the painting club, you might get some opportunities to gain some reputation. Anyway, what schools like Qinyi lack the least is various clubs.
Sports clubs include basketball clubs, football clubs, and even street dance clubs, etc.
In the art category, there are also piano clubs, painting clubs, calligraphy clubs, poetry clubs, etc.
These clubs are all very large in scale because Qinyi itself is an art school with relevant majors.
However, as a student in the music department, Lin Yuan had little interaction with students in other majors. The only person outside the music department that he was familiar with was Jian Yi, who was a student in the performance department and had nothing to do with painting or anything like that.
no way.
He could only go to the painting club's office and submit his application for membership.
“Do you have any basic knowledge of painting?”
The school’s large clubs are supported by the school, have their own dedicated offices, and are usually staffed by club members, in a similar format to the student union.
After Lin Yuan explained his purpose, he was interrogated as expected.
"have."
Lin Yuan answered affirmatively.
The other party looked at Lin Yuan's information and said: "You are a student of the music department. Most of the people in our club are students of the art department..."
“Are there any limits?”
"There aren't any restrictions, but if you don't have a professional advantage, it might be hard for you to get involved in the club. After all, there are many painting masters in our club, and we can also connect with activities such as student work exhibitions. There are limited places. Are you sure you want to join?"
Works exhibition
Lin Yuan's eyes lit up: "I want to join."
The other party smiled smugly: "Then please fill out the form. It is best to fill in your course schedule as well. We will consider whether to invite you to participate in the event based on your schedule."
His purpose is not to persuade Lin Yuan to retreat!
The school's clubs are eager for more students to join, because the more members a club has, the bigger the club is. Every club hopes to be the largest club in the school, so when someone applies to join the painting club, the painting club will only be happy.
And the newcomer will never be scared by his own words!
Because most newcomers will be excited when they hear that the club is holding an exhibition of works, even if these newcomers may not have the opportunity to exhibit their works at all.
Complete the information application form.
The other party stamped it quickly without even looking at it, as if afraid that Lin Yuan would go back on his word: "There is something I forgot to tell you. After joining the club, you have to take time to participate in club activities. If you miss activities for too many times, our club will expel you. So in order to prevent some students from wanting to join our club on a whim, but then finding our club too troublesome, we will make explanations in advance for many situations."
How could I forget to say this
It was obvious that he was afraid that Lin Yuan would back out after hearing this, so he filled out the application form first and then brought up this matter.
"no problem."
The composition department's courses were not onerous, and Lin Yuan had quite a bit of extracurricular time, so he agreed readily. However, joining a club seemed to be simpler than Lin Yuan had imagined.
…
After filling out the application form, the student who stamped Lin Yuan stood up and asked, "Do you have time to take you to visit our activity area?"
"good."
Lin Yuan followed the other party and soon arrived in front of a building: "There are many clubs in this building. Our painting club is on the first floor."
Walk into the building.
Lin Yuan discovered that the activity area of the painting club was actually a large classroom of several hundred square meters. Many club members were holding drawing boards and painting in the classroom. Some were drawing sketches, some were painting watercolors, some were painting oil paintings, and some were creating Chinese paintings. The air was filled with the smell of various pigments.
"Newcomer?"
A leader of the club got Lin Yuan's information and looked at him: "You are a sophomore composition student. Why didn't you come here during your freshman year?"
Most students start joining clubs in their freshman year.
Lin Yuan said: "I didn't know how to draw when I was a freshman."
The other party raised his eyebrows, confirming that Lin Yuan was a complete newcomer: "You didn't bring any painting supplies, so you should clean the studio first. Just clean the entire east side. The cleaning tools are in the bathroom next door."
"Um."
Lin Yuan did as he was told.
The people who brought Lin Yuan smiled. Newcomers would be assigned tasks like cleaning. This was not only the case in the Painting Club, but also in other clubs.
Lin Yuan began to clean up honestly.
Although they were cleaning the east area, the scope was quite large. There were a lot of eraser scraps on the ground, and easels were everywhere, so it was quite troublesome for Lin Yuan to sweep it.
…
Zhong Yu was copying a figure sketch when he encountered a problem. He was scratching his head when he suddenly heard a voice beside him: "Please lift your feet."
"Clean up other places first."
Zhong Yu spoke without even raising his head.
"Just a moment." Lin Yuan looked at the erasers under the other person's feet. As a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, he couldn't tolerate leaving this area uncleaned.
“Hey.”
Zhong Yu was getting impatient. He glanced at Lin Yuan and said in a hostile tone, "A new face? A newcomer to the club?"
"yes."
"What year?"
“I’m a sophomore this year.”
"The third-year senior will teach you a rule today. When our painting club is cleaning, you must be quiet and don't disturb the seniors' creations."
"Aren't you copying?"
Lin Yuan was puzzled, copying is not creation.
Zhong Yu was unhappy, stopped painting, glared at Lin Yuan, and said angrily: "Hey, how about I give you the pen and you paint it?"
"That's fine."
Lin Yuan said: "When you finish the painting, lift your feet."
Zhong Yu: “…”
Is this junior student serious? Can't he hear that I am just saying this in anger
Lin Yuan didn't think much about it. Because he was in a hurry to clean the remaining area, he just picked up a pencil beside him and started drawing.
This senior has completed the big framework.
Although the opponent's overall framework was not very good, Lin Yuan adjusted it in just a few strokes.
Then comes the details.
“The eyes are asymmetrical… The hairline is too rigid… The shadow on the nose is too heavy…”
Lin Yuan took a look at his senior's unfinished product, and his mind was almost full of the shortcomings of the painting. Although ordinary people could not see them, these shortcomings would naturally be magnified countless times in Lin Yuan's eyes.
He picked up the eraser and quickly erased two-thirds of it.
Zhong Yu didn't have time to stop him, and watched Lin Yuan wipe away the work he had spent an hour drawing:
"you… "
Lin Yuan ignored him, bent over, and with his wrist shaking quickly, he directly corrected many of the senior's shortcomings and replaced them with cleaner lines.
Compared to creating something out of thin air, Lin Yuan's speed in copying a painting is terrifying.
Ten minutes later.
Lin Yuan straightened up, looked at the work that was almost the same as the one he was copying, and said, "Can you lift your feet now?"
"ah?"
Zhong Yu watched Lin Yuan arbitrarily modify his painting. His eyes changed from anger to confusion, and finally to amazement, for exactly ten minutes.
And within these short ten minutes.
Watching with his own eyes how Lin Yuan had altered his painting to such an extent that he could not recognize it, Zhong Yu's not-so-young heart suffered an unprecedented shock!