Chapter 19
Li Sanshan looked at the little girl and couldn't believe his eyes. "Did you draw this?"
"Yeah." Zhong Miao nodded, her phoenix eyes sparkling with admiration as she stared straight at Li Sanshan.
Pei Ze felt a little uncomfortable when he saw his wife's admiring eyes. He was just an old man in his thirties. This was the first time they met. Was it really that important?
"How long did it take to draw this?" Li Sanshan pointed at the one that Zhong Ming had.
"About three hours, the self-portrait took about two hours, and that one took an hour and a half." Zhong Miao replied.
Li Sanshan was a little bit surprised, "Little girl, please don't fool me."
"I dare not, Teacher Li, I am telling the truth."
"Well, I was next to her when she was painting, that's it." Pei Ze also said.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, how about you draw one for me on the spot?"
"Okay." How could she refuse when the boss gave the order?
"Let's go to the studio." Li Sanshan was excited. If this was true, he would definitely have found a treasure.
Zhong Miao followed Li Sanshan closely, and it was as if she had seen a giant panda and had to follow closely.
In her eyes, this person is the giant panda. This old artist will be a national treasure in the future, famous both at home and abroad. He is not that famous now, but has already achieved some success.
In a few years, he will become the head of the Sculpture Department of Qingdao Academy of Fine Arts, and lead his students to create many well-known works.
The basic courses in the sculpture department also include sketching the human body, so in addition to the studio, there are also two painting studios.
When he arrived at the studio, there were several freshmen drawing plaster statues. Li Sanshan found an empty seat, asked a student for a piece of paper, and pinned it to the drawing board with thumbtacks.
"Come, sit here. Do you recognize this plaster statue?"
"I know him, Apollo." Zhong Miao looked at the plaster statue and felt very familiar with it.
"Do you need to turn on the light?"
"Go ahead, I can adjust it myself."
Zhong Miao walked to the plaster statue and pressed the button to turn on the light. The white plaster statue changed greatly under the warm yellow light.
Seeing that other students were drawing Laocoön at the back, she felt confident in making adjustments without disturbing others.
The boundary between light and dark, the dark area, the reflection, the bright area, and the highlight were instantly revealed. She adjusted the angle of the light, and when she was satisfied, she returned to her seat and started again.
I picked up the number 3 pencil on my seat, drew a few lines to fix the proportions, and in just a few minutes I had outlined the large structure.
Pei Ze, Zhou Zhu and Li Sanshan chatted occasionally, and the students who were drawing Laocoon in the back also looked at Zhong Miao and her painting curiously.
People who engage in art are generally good at socializing. This industry not only requires technology, but also connections and publicity. How can you have connections if you are not good at socializing? Li Sanshan is particularly good at this.
Pei Ze is a businessman and a cultured person. When he is not being sarcastic, his words are witty and humorous, making him a great person to chat with.
With Zhou Zhu being a social toughie, the atmosphere wasn't awkward at all and they were able to have a good chat.
When the students behind him saw that the teacher had brought someone here personally, they were all curious about what the other person could draw. Some of them simply stood not far behind Zhong Miao and watched.
"Oh my god, that's amazing." A classmate exclaimed in shock.
"This observation ability is amazing."
As time goes by, the relationships in the picture become clearer and the effect becomes better and better.
Zhong Miao's sketches are relatively clean and delicate, with detailed depictions and virtual-real relationships creating a striking effect. However, cleanliness does not mean light colors. She also does not hesitate to emphasize areas that need emphasizing, such as the boundaries between light and dark.
She heard the quiet chirping of her classmates next to her, but she didn't feel anything. Before, she would occasionally help her classmates to substitute for classes in the art exam studio. When she was making sample paintings and correcting paintings, she never thought it was too many to have dozens of candidates around her.
She ignored everything else and just concentrated on painting for more than three hours.
I have to say she is really good at sketching plaster figures. She not only draws the image of the person, but she even captures the texture of the material.
Zhou Zhu was really shocked. The paintings that Zhong Miao brought were already better than his. After seeing this painting of Apollo, he realized that this sister-in-law was much better than him.
Li Sanshan was delighted. "Oh, that's great, girl. Do you want to come to our sculpture department?"
Zhong Miao's paintings can no longer be described as good, Li Sanshan thought. However, just a sketch cannot explain everything. I just don't know what this girl's sense of color is like.
"Teacher Li, I want to apply to the Oil Painting Department, majoring in Modern Realism."
She has previously studied classical oil painting, modern realism, and occasionally abstraction. She has her own way of expressing herself, and as her language matures, the content of her works becomes more and more diverse.
She is also very interested in sculpture. She used to make clay models for her ex-boyfriend and knows a little about it.
In the past, the Sculpture Department of Qingdao Academy of Fine Arts could play with materials in many ways, including stone, wood, mud, metal, glass, resin, plastic, wool felt, 3D printing, and some students even collected or picked up trash to create their graduation works.
But she had limited physical strength and really couldn't do it. In her impression, the students in the sculpture department were very talented. They were all masters of handicrafts, who could use electric saws, electric welding, electric soldering irons, and burn metal and glass. They were basically good at everything.
Her little ex-boyfriend is like this, if you give him a gold bar, he can make a little golden man for you. There is nothing he can't make.
"Okay, that's fine. Li Qiumo is lucky. Let's go to the office."
Li Sanshan felt quite sorry, but after looking at Zhong Miao's small stature, he thought that it would be okay for her not to come to the sculpture department, and he probably wouldn't be able to do the job even if she came.
Zhong Miao was shocked again when she heard Li Qiumo's name. Was there such a benefit in traveling back in time? This was her mentor's mentor.
After returning to the office, Li Sanshan called the internal line of the Oil Painting Department, but Li Qiumo was not there, so he left a few of Zhong Miao's paintings and told him to show them to Li Qiumo when he came back.
Li Sanshan also asked Zhong Miao many questions, such as how the colors were, whether she had any ideas for the key exam questions, how the cultural courses were, etc. The two discussed for a while. Li Sanshan took Zhong Miao's phone number and address, and reminded her of the registration time for the school exam.
Pei Ze was afraid that Zhong Miao wouldn't be able to answer the call, so he left the phone number of the furniture factory, the public phone number of the store at the entrance of the village, and his home address.
After saying goodbye to Li Sanshan and going out again, it was already dark. Pei Ze wanted to invite Zhou Zhu to dinner, after all, they hadn't eaten lunch, but Zhou Zhu said he would not go no matter what, so he had to give up.
That afternoon, Pei Ze watched Zhong Miao paint while chatting with Li Sanshan and Zhou Zhu, and listened carefully to their comments on Zhong Miao. He felt mixed emotions.
He did have prejudice against Zhong Miao before, which was caused by his dissatisfaction with the arranged marriage. In fact, he understood the reason, but he just held a grudge.
Later, when he cleared away his prejudice and faced this marriage squarely, he discovered that Zhong Miao had many good qualities.
Although she can't work, she is not lazy. She always looks cold and doesn't like to smile, but she is actually very well-behaved and lovable.
When she first married him, she still had a sense of fragility and melancholy. Now the melancholy has been swept away, leaving only that sense of fragility, which makes people unable to help but feel pity for her.
When she finally revealed some of her true nature, that naughty and bad feeling, it was easy to get along with her. She is a very down-to-earth person, and she knows how to deal with people and things clearly, so there was no pressure in getting along with her.
It is precisely because she is too clear-headed, too transparent, and too honest that, apart from being a little pampered and difficult to raise, Zhong Miao actually has no demands for this marriage.
He originally thought that he was marrying an illiterate village girl in an arranged marriage, but Zhong Miao was a pleasant surprise. These surprises seemed to be good things, but what about next?
She is destined not to be a bird in a cage. When she flies out and sees the world beyond her cognition, will she be willing to come back?
As time goes by, there will be more and more people around her, and she will come into contact with more like-minded people of the opposite sex like Li Sanshan and Zhou Zhu.
She is only twenty years old, still unstable, and has no emotional needs for him. Marriage is dispensable to her now. But in the future, when she meets a more suitable partner, marriage will become a constraint for her.
He had no doubt that when that day came, Zhong Miao would definitely file for divorce.
He is so sour, he is jealous.
From a rational point of view, Pei Ze has a need for marriage. His mother needs a daughter-in-law, and his son needs a mother. He is 27 years old, which is considered an older bachelor. Not to mention in the village, even in the city, children of his age are everywhere.
Emotionally speaking, he likes Zhong Miao. You can say he is attracted by her beauty or that he likes her inner qualities. As long as it is her, he likes her.
He is not a sentimental person. If he likes someone, he will pursue her and do everything he can to get her.
He is a family-oriented person, but not a gentle and considerate one. Now he is in trouble. Because he likes her, he has to consider everything for her. He doesn't need to learn how to take care of her. When he puts his heart into it, he will naturally learn it. It seems that his temperament has also changed a little.
Although he had just been married for a short time and had only been serious for a few days, he could already foresee what he would be like in the future: a henpecked husband and a loyal dog to his young wife.
"Aren't you going to buy painting supplies? Let's go." Pei Ze reminded as they saw the school gate.
"Well, just buy some paint, paper and pens. I'm hungry." Zhong Miao was really hungry.
Originally, she wanted to go shopping in the art supply store, but Zhong Miao's hunger got the better of her. She quickly picked out more than twenty bottles of advertising color paint, also known as gouache, and also took a few packs of gouache paper and a set of several different brushes, as well as some other tools.
After paying quickly, she pulled Pei Ze across the street.
"Where to?" Pei Ze wondered.
"Let's eat wontons." Zhong Miao pointed to the wonton shop across the street.
"good."
This wonton shop is extremely simple, with cement walls, but the food is very clean.
Zhong Miao was almost frozen today. Although there was a stove in the studio, the space was large and it was not very warm.
A question suddenly occurred to her, "It's so late, and I haven't bought a gift for An An yet. Can I still go back today?"
Pei Ze glanced at the old-fashioned clock on the wall and said, "It's definitely too late to go home. Come with me to the factory tonight and I'll take you for a walk tomorrow."
"Yeah, that's fine."
"Aren't you curious about where I'm taking you? Aren't you afraid I'll sell you out?"
Pei Ze was unhappy. "Zhong Miao said everything in two words. Can't you just chat properly? Aren't you curious?"
"Then where are you taking me, and how much can I get for it?"
Zhong Miao ate a small wonton. Hmm, it was delicious and fresh. The hot wonton also warmed her up.
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