face, that's why you didn't draw me so much like that? "
Zhou Jiaojiao smeared the pencil ash on her trousers. She didn't need to wash it herself anyway, "Some people are narcissistic."
Xia Wei cares about her lazily.
Everyone sketched the same model from life, and the faces they drew were all kinds. It was good to be able to draw images. The most fearful thing was that they were clearly looking at a person's face, and they didn't know who they were drawing.
Just now when Teacher Liu showed Zhou Jiaojiao's paintings, Lin Mao laughed loudly. When Teacher Liu said that his paintings were a bit like himself, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Zhou Jiaojiao said, "You and Xia Wei deserve to be classmates, aren't you Shu Ran."
Huang Dan was absent-minded, "Huh?"
Zhou Jiaojiao sighed, "When I didn't say it."
Shen Liang's painting method is the same as that of Mr. Liu. There are many traces of grinding with finger pads or toilet paper. The lines are very delicate and soft.
Teacher Liu gave a very high evaluation, "The chin is a little shorter, and the hair on the neck is thinner. It will be better."
Shen Liang took it down seriously, without the slightest hint of arrogance.
The painting of Xia Wei's rhyme is Huang Dan's painting, and the corner of the eye is handled very well. After Chen Shi's guidance, it is like a Xia Wei.
Even Xia Wei felt like it, she said happily, "Shu Ran, besides Chen Shi, you are the one who draws me the most."
Mr. Liu's painting is next to him. Xia Wei said so, but he did not show any change in expression.
Because he didn't catch the small details in the corner of Xia Wei's eyes.
Everyone can see who paints more like him. Although Mr. Liu's painting skills are not comparable to the current Huang Dan in all aspects, the shape is indeed worse by one point.
Painting and sketching, everyone left together.
Xia Wei and Lin Mao asked Chen Shi one by one, where does he live at night, whether he will come to the studio tomorrow, and what time will we meet at the Internet cafe tomorrow night, there are many questions.
Huang Dan walked behind, and Shen Liang was beside him, exuding a yin Shen breath silently.
"Has he moved a pen on your drawing?"
There was a voice in my ear, Huang Danhui, "No."
Shen Liang laughed, "I think about it too, he doesn't put others in his eyes, whoever asks him to change a painting depends on his feelings, which is even bigger than the teacher's pomp."
Huang Dan frowned, feeling that Shen Liangyin was weird, but he didn't say anything.
Shen Liang glanced at him, "I told you, you wouldn't tell Lin Mao, would you? It's fine if you tell me."
Huang Dan said, "Then why did you tell me?"
Shen Liang shrugged, "Who asked him to only give you pointers tonight, if it weren't for him, the painting would be much worse tonight."
Huang Dan, "… "
He thought, Shen Liang admitted that his skills were inferior to others, but he couldn't control his jealousy.
Tonight, Mr. Liu locked the door himself. Before leaving the studio, he checked it carefully, not letting go of a corner, to make sure that no one was hiding behind a drawing board before leaving.
The next day, the pot was opened in the studio, because Xia Wei in all the paintings had no face.
Chapter 71 They Have No Face
"There are ghosts."
Lin Mao said with a dry mouth, "Think about it, Shen Liang forgot to lock the door the night before yesterday, it is possible that someone came in, he locked the door the night before, and last night, That's the door that the teacher himself locked!"
"Okay, let's assume now, assuming that Shen Liang didn't check before locking the door the night before, the other party may have hid in the studio beforehand, and then came out to do damage when we all left, but the teacher absolutely checked carefully, if he found it was hidden Personally, I will definitely not leave it alone.”
"But, Xia Wei's face is gone again. Everyone's painting Xia Wei has no face, no exception, including the teacher's head painting."
After self-analysis, Lin Mao didn't wait for a response. He swallowed a big mouthful of saliva and stared at the few people in front of him, "Why don't you speak?"
It was blue sky and day, Lin Mao was stunned in a cold sweat, "Fuck, talk, don't put on dead faces one by one, I'm panicking, really, if you don't believe me, take a look, my hair is standing up. ."
Xia Wei said faintly, "You have no face."
Lin Mao's eyelids twitched, and he quickly said calmly, "Isn't that one less than you?"
Xia Wei lowered her head and picked the rabbit ears on the mp3 cover, "Because I have been a model twice, you have only been a model once. When you become a model again, you will be just like me."
"I won't be a model until later. A good living person has no face. What a goddamn bad luck."
Lin Mao rubbed the moss on the corner of the wall in a mess,