this voice—
Shen Li tilted her head slightly, and saw a familiar face.
Sheng Ruxue.
She was also attending class here, but Shen Li didn't notice her because she was next to the wall and was covered by the easel just now.
Meeting Shen Li's light eyes, Sheng Ruxue's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously looked away.
Shen Li's seniority was much higher than hers, and she had no right to say such things in front of Shen Li.
But watching everyone praise Shen Li for their kindness, she felt really uncomfortable.
Originally, she was considered to be an absolute leader among her peers, but since Shen Li appeared, she was instantly reduced to a foil, appearing bleak.
So even though she knew it was inappropriate to say that, she still couldn't hold back her mouth.
Hearing that, the boy's expression became hesitant.
That's right, he was only focused on talking to the boss, how could he forget this
Luo Nai and Mei Yanqing represent two major factions in the oil painting world, and their styles are very different from each other. Please ask Shen Li to point this out. It is indeed...
"This is Mr. Launay's work when he was forty-one years old. It is said that on a rainy night in summer, he had a bizarre dream. After waking up in the morning, he made this painting according to the blurred dream."
Shen Li's voice sounded calmly,
"That's why this painting is called "Rainy Night". You can think about the summer rain and try to figure it out."
She said, and raised her finger again.
"In addition, there is a problem with the composition here. Luo Nai's painting style deliberately blurs the distance and near space, causing visual illusions. Your paintings are too regular, but your hands are tied."
When she finished speaking, the whole studio was completely silent.
The boy stammered and asked:
"Boss, boss, do you know that much about Luo Nai's paintings?"
And this is obviously not the kind that only knows a little bit.
Launay is a world-class oil painting master with many famous paintings.
And the one he chose to copy today is Launai's unpopular work. If he hadn't studied Launai specifically, he might not even know that he also painted such a painting.
Even he himself decided to choose this after rummaging through a lot of information.
But even so, he didn't know as much about this painting as Shen Li.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that she is very familiar with Luo Nai's paintings, and even knows the relevant background and his painting characteristics at her fingertips.
Sheng Ruxue's face turned pale in an instant, and she looked at Shen Li with shock and disbelief.
Shen Li said lightly:
"Luonai is a painter I like very much. I have read some information about him before."
"Oh! That's how it is!" The boy suddenly understood, and looked at Shen Li with admiration.
The boss is indeed a boss, the paintings of this completely different faction can be digested...
Yu Pingchuan happened to also come over, his gaze stayed on Sheng Ruxue for a moment, and he pointed out something:
"Although there are schools of thought in painting, art does not. Sometimes, it is better to learn more and see more things than to be complacent."
Sheng Ruxue bit her lip and lowered her head.
Other students in the classroom responded one after another.
This little episode passed quickly, and then several students asked Shen Li for advice, and she answered them one by one.
She said she was attending the class, but she became the one attending the class.
It was only then that everyone discovered that although Shen Li was not a student majoring in painting, her professionalism was much higher than all of them.
In the end, I can only sigh with emotion: To be able to occupy a place in the domestic painting circle at such a young age really has real skills.
She and them are not at the same level.
Finally, the bell rang.
Yu Pingchuan announced the dismissal of get out of class, waved to Shen Li, and took her away.
Many people looked at the back of Shen Li accompanying Yu Pingchuan away, reluctant to part.
"Hey! I don't know if there will be a chance to take classes with the boss in the future?"
"Is that person going to class with us? That person is teaching us!"
"By the way, Ruxue, you study under Teacher Wang Yan, and Shen Li is Teacher Yu's younger sister. According to her seniority, what should you call her?"
Some people joked, with a bit of envy in their words,
"Can you meet her often, or even look at her paintings?"
Everyone knows that as soon as Shen Li's paintings are released, they will be auctioned at high prices. At present, no major exhibition halls have exhibited her paintings publicly, so many people have no chance to see them.
Sheng Ruxue has an unusual relationship with her, presumably it is a lot more convenient because she is close to the water.
Sheng Ruxue pursed her lips, forced a smile, but said nothing.
She didn't want to answer any of these questions.
I don't know who whispered:
"Why do I think the relationship between Sheng Ruxue and Shen Li is normal? Shen Li likes Luo Nai's paintings, but she doesn't even know..."
Sheng Ruxue was terrified, picked up the drawing board, and walked out of the classroom quickly.
…
Shen Li and Yu Pingchuan went downstairs.
Yu Pingchuan said while walking:
"A Li, don't always mention Luo Nai with Master, or he will be jealous again."
The corner of Shen Li's lips curved:
"I know."
Yu Pingchuan looked at her, and clicked his tongue again.
"However, before that, I only knew that you liked his paintings, but I didn't know that you had studied so many things."
"It's not considered research, you know, I used to read a lot, and it was messy, so I just remembered it." Shen Li said.
When Yu Pingchuan heard this, his expression was filled with emotion, and a bit of pity appeared in his eyes.
Shen Li started to learn painting from Mei Yanqing when she was fifteen years old. Before that, she had been studying by herself.
As long as she likes the paintings of various masters, as long as she has the opportunity, she will look over and over again.
Of course, given her condition at the time, she had no chance to see the real painting.
But even so, she still learned very well.
Without any guidance from professionals, purely by virtue of her amazing talent, she can still keenly capture and perceive the emotions and expressions in those paintings.
Even the treatment of light and shade, the depiction of lines and color blocks, she can learn without a teacher.
Painting is about talent. Yu Pingchuan has taught at Xijing Academy of Fine Arts for decades, and those who can be admitted here are undoubtedly the favored ones of heaven, true art geniuses.
But compared with Shen Li, she is still much inferior.
Mei Yanqing loves her so much, one is because she is young and sensible, and the other is that she is really a genius.
Yu Pingchuan suppressed these thoughts and said with a smile:
"You know his paintings so well, you don't know what kind of paintings you will draw if you follow the abstract style like him."
Before Shen Li could answer, he quickly waved his hand again.
"Forget it, forget it, if Master finds out that I've teased you like this, he'll have to scold you again."
The corners of Shen Li's lips curved.
"By the way, senior brother, when I came here today, I met Shi Yang."
Yu Pingchuan was a little surprised, and then thought of something:
"Oh yes, he's giving a lecture here today. How was it when you met him?"
Shen Li paused, did not answer this question, but asked:
"I remember that he was also a student of Xijing Academy of Fine Arts before?"
(end of this chapter)