Full-time Artist

Chapter 70: Painting Club

In the next few days, after attending class, Lin Yuan was always looking for channels to obtain reputation for painting

First pass the opening exhibition.

The exhibition needs someone to sponsor. Lin Yuan, a small artist who has no work and reputation, will not be sponsored by fools.

As for your own expenses?

Lin Yuan will never hold an art exhibition at his own expense in this life.

The second thing is to find someone to take. There are famous painters in the industry who can take a lot of detours, but Lin Yuan does not know such painters.

Excluding these two channels, the plan Lin Yuan can think of is:

Earn the prestige value provided by Qin Yi's students first.

Qin Yi is so big, maybe there is a foundation to provide a thousand prestige, so let's first look at what places in the school can get reputation for painting.

After Lin Yuan's inspection, he discovered that the school has such things as a painting club.

Joining a painting club, you may get some chances to gain prestige. Anyway, the most indispensable school of Qin Yi is a variety of clubs.

Sports include basketball clubs, football clubs and even street dance clubs.

Art category also includes Piano Club, Painting Club, Calligraphy Club, Poetry Club and so on.

The scale of these societies is very large, because Qin Yi itself is an art college with related majors.

However, Lin Yuan is a music student who has nothing to do with other majors. The only person outside of the music department that he knows is Simple, or a student in the performance department, and he has nothing to do with painting.

no way.

He could only come to the door simply and rudely, and submit his application for membership in the office of the painting club.

"Is there a basis for painting?"

The schools large clubs are supported by the school, have dedicated office locations, and usually have members in the clubs. The format is similar to the student union.

After Lin Yuan explained his intentions, he was questioned without accident.

"Have."

Lin Yuan answered in the affirmative.

The other party looked at Lin Yuan's information: "You are a student in the music department, most of our clubs are students in the art department..."

"Are there restrictions?"

"There are no restrictions. It's just that if you don't have a professional advantage, you probably won't be mixed up in the club. After all, there are a lot of great masters in the painting department in our club, and they can also connect to student work exhibitions and other activities. There are places. Limited, are you sure you want to join?"

Works exhibition?

Lin Yuan's eyes lit up: "I want to join."

The other party smiled a little proudly: "Then you fill in the form, it is best to fill in your own course time, we will consider whether to call you to participate in the activity based on your time."

His purpose is not to persuade Lin Yuan to leave!

The school clubs are eager for more students to join, because the more members of the club means the bigger the club. Every club hopes that it is the largest club in the school, so when someone applies to join the painting club, the painting club will only be happy.

And newcomers will never be frightened by their own words!

Because most of the newcomers will be tempted to hear that the club has works exhibition activities, even if these newcomers may not have the opportunity to send their works to the exhibition at all.

Complete the information application form.

The other party quickly stamped a chapter without even reading it, as if he was afraid that Lin Yuan would go back: "There is one thing I forgot to tell you. After joining the club, you have to take time to participate in club activities. If you missed many times, For activities, our club will retire, so in order to prevent some students from just wanting to join our club on a whim, but later think that our clubs affairs are more troublesome, we will explain in advance in many cases."

I forgot to say this.

This is obviously because he was afraid that Lin Yuan would retreat when he heard it, so he filled out the application form before mentioning it.

"no problem."

The composing department's courses are not onerous, and Lin Yuan still has a lot of extracurricular time, so he promised very easily, but joining the club seemed easier than Lin Yuan thought.

...

After completing the application form, the student who stamped Lin Yuan stood up: "Is there time, take you to our activity area for a visit?"

"it is good."

Lin Yuan followed the other party, and soon came to 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 turned out to be a large classroom of several hundred square meters. In the classroom, many members of the club were holding the drawing board and drawing. Some were drawing sketches, some were painting watercolor, some were painting oil, and some were doing Chinese painting. Creation, the air is full of the smell of various paints.

"Rookie?"

A person in charge in the club got Lin Yuan's information and looked at him: "Sophomore composition student, why didn't you come here in your freshman year?"

Most students join clubs in their freshman year.

Lin Yuan said: "I didn't know how to paint when I was a freshman."

The other party raised his eyebrows to make sure that Lin Yuan is a pure newcomer: "If you don't bring painting tools, you can clean the studio first. Just clean the entire east side. The cleaning tools are in the bathroom next door."

"Ok."

Lin Yuan did.

When the people Lin Yuan brought with him smiled, the newcomers would be arranged for cleaning and other tasks, not only in the painting club, but also in other clubs.

Lin Yuan began to clean up honestly.

Although it was cleaning the eastern area, the scope was quite large. There were a lot of erasers on the ground, and there were easels everywhere, so it was quite troublesome for Lin Yuan to sweep.

...

Zhong Yu was copying a character sketch. At this moment, he encountered a problem. He was scratching his head and suddenly heard a voice in his ear: "Thank you, lift your foot."

"Clean up other places first."

Zhong Yu spoke without raising his head.

"Just a moment." Lin Yuan looked at the rubber cutters under the opponent's feet. If you don't clean this area, you can't bear it as a senior OCD.

"Eh."

Zhong Yu became a little impatient. He glanced at Lin Yuan and said in a bad tone: "A fresh face, a newcomer in the club?"

"Yes."

"How old is it?"

"Sophomore this year."

"The junior senior will teach you a rule today. When our painting club is cleaning, it must be quiet and not easily disturb the senior's creation."

"Aren't you copying?"

Lin Yuan wondered, copying is not creation.

Zhong Yu became unhappy, stopped painting, glared at Lin Yuan, and said angrily: "Hey, would you like to paint it for you?"

"also."

Lin Yuan said: "After you finish painting, lift your foot."

Zhong Yu: "..."

Is this junior serious? Can't you hear me being angry?

Lin Yuan didn't think much, because he was anxious to clean the remaining area, so he directly picked up a pencil on the side and drew it in a hurry.

This senior has completed the big frame.

Although the opponent's big frame was not particularly good, Lin Yuan adjusted it in two strokes.

Then comes the details.

"The eyes are not symmetrical... the hair line is too stiff... the shadow on the nose part is too heavy..."

Lin Yuan glanced at the senior's semi-finished product. He was almost full of shortcomings in this painting. Although ordinary people could not see it, these shortcomings would naturally be magnified countless times in Lin Yuan's eyes.

He picked up the eraser and swish two-thirds off.

Before Zhong Yu had time to stop, he watched Lin Yuan erase the results he had painted for an hour:

"you"

Lin Yuan ignored him, leaning over ~ and shaking his wrists quickly, directly correcting the senior's many shortcomings and replacing them with cleaner lines.

Compared to creating out of thin air, Lin Yuan's speed in copying a painting is terrifying.

ten minutes later.

Lin Yuan straightened up, glanced at the work that was almost the same as the copy object and said, "Can you lift your foot now?"

"what?"

Zhong Yu watched Lin Yuan wantonly revise his paintings, his eyes changed from anger to blindness, and then to the final amazement, exactly ten minutes.

And in this short ten minutes.

Watching Lin Yuan revise his painting to the point that he didn't dare to recognize each other, Zhong Yu's not young mind suffered an unprecedented shock!

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