Metropolis: I Am a Full-Time Professional, Attracting Worldwide Attention - Chapter 126

Chapter 126

“Today this class is painting.”

“Painting, like calligraphy, belongs to the category of art.”

“There are many types of paintings, including Western oil paintings, prints, murals, sketches, and our Daxia Chinese paintings.”

“The easiest thing to learn is relatively sketching.”

Chen Xuan wrote the two characters “sketch” on the blackboard with chalk.

“Sketch is easy to learn, but it is difficult to learn fine, but if you learn to sketch, then you can learn more, and you will get twice the result with half the effort.”

Because to learn sketch, you must first learn the spatial structure and the gradation of a single color.

There are actually two things about sketching, one is lines, and the other is perspective.

And a sketch work shows the three-dimensional effect of three dimensions and five major tones.

If you can achieve this level, if you learn other paintings, at least the foundation will be laid down, and it won’t be that difficult to get started.

Chen Xuan spent almost half an hour explaining the basics of each painting category.

“The level of Teacher Chen’s class… is not quite good.” Jiang Chen frowned, obviously not satisfied with the quality of this class.

Director Fei said: “People are preparing classes for ordinary students. They must teach the basics and talk about things that are too difficult. Do they understand?”

They all understand the truth, but they are still disappointed because this is not what they want to see.

And not only do they think so, but also the teachers of the Academy of Fine Arts who stay up all night waiting to see it abroad.

“It’s drawing again, it’s oil painting, and even Daxia’s traditional Chinese painting. Does he really understand it?”

“What he said were basic things, at least we sounded no problem, but it was not profound either.”

“I think my time is wasted.”

“Me too.”

The teachers at the Academy of Fine Arts were a little disappointed.

These are not what they want to see.

…

“Teacher Chen!”

A student raised his hand below and shouted.

Chen Xuan looked at him: “You said.”

The student stood up and said: “Teacher Chen, I probably understand what you said, but it is not intuitive. My imagination is limited. In some places… For example, the perspective and spatial structure you mentioned, I can’t build it in my head. , How can this be solved?”

Chen Xuan raised his hand and pressed it down, motioning him to sit down.

He put his hands on the table casually, pondered for two seconds, and said: “The problem you mentioned is universal. It’s actually very simple. All you need to do is observe.”

“rhubarb!”

“Wow!”

“Come up.”

Chen Xuan patted the podium, and the rhubarb lightly jumped, and the five-six-meter table was instantly conquered by it.

Rhubarb stood on the table, and the huge body had never been so clearly displayed before everyone’s eyes.

“What is this?” Chen Xuan patted Rhubarb on the back and looked at a group of students who were a little confused.

“Big… rhubarb?”

“This is a three-point perspective.”

Chen Xuan said: “To draw rhubarb in a sketch, what we have to do is to determine the real shape, the point of disappearance and the line of sight.”

He grabbed chalk 28, turned and stood in front of the blackboard, drawing a line while talking.

“A sketch should be successful in at least three aspects, one is the accurate structure, the other is the black, white, and gray, and the third is the focus of the center…”

“Both painting figures and still lifes are the same…”

Chen Xuan said in an orderly manner, but the writing was quick and scary.

The expressions of the crowd went from doubt to confusion to shock in just two minutes.

Because in this very short two minutes, the outline of rhubarb appeared on the blackboard.

Although it is only a rough outline, everyone can tell at a glance that this is rhubarb.

“Ok… so fast!”

“Is this a sketch?”

“I’ll go, can I draw with chalk?”

The students looked shocked and admired.

You can draw a picture at will, and you are not limited to brushes and drawing paper, it is simply pretending to be the first elective course!

Jiang Chen and the others also disappeared from the previous disappointment, instead they were surprised.

“A solid foundation!”

“Ms. Chen’s sketching skills are definitely not bad!”

“Sure enough to take care of this group of students.”

“I will explain while painting. If I had such a teacher back then, I would already be working at the Daxia Academy of Fine Arts!”

Not far away, a teacher from Jinling Academy of Arts said subconsciously, and the men who were walking with him turned black when they heard the words.

Chen Xuan stopped to explain each step carefully. About ten minutes later, a sketch was completed.

On the blackboard, the ratio is almost one to one, which perfectly restores rhubarb.

It even looks like a living rhubarb.

Whether it’s the overall shape, the hair, or the most difficult eyes and micro-expressions, they are almost exactly the same.

“Like a big trough!”

“Take it in ten minutes?”

“Such a big painting… Is it so special.”

“Looking at Teacher Chen’s painting, I don’t think my hands are worthy of being called hands!”

Everyone was shocked. Although they knew that people who studied drawing were very hanging, there was a limit to hanging.Don’t talk about the insiders watching the doorway, even these outsiders can see that Chen Xuan’s paintings are very hanging.

Regardless of other things, how many can you compare with this speed?

And at this speed, it can still paint with such high quality, that no one can compare.

In the dormitory of the Academy of Fine Arts in Paris, a few female teachers dressed in cool clothes, but their faces were serious, communicating in a tone of academic discussion.

“Sketch with chalk, you can still draw rhubarb perfectly. Chen’s level is really not low.”

“I suddenly started to look forward to it.”

“Carolyn, can you draw it?”

“Of course.” A blonde woman nodded, “But he can’t do it so fast, and you may not pay attention. Chen only took a look.”

“What a glance?”

Caroline said: “He only glanced at Rhubarb. For the remaining ten minutes, he drew the rhubarb entirely from the memory of that glance. Whether it is the overall layout or the spatial structure, he uses the memory of that glance as a reference. Drawn by the foundation.”

“Really only took a look, if you don’t tell me, I didn’t find it!”

“My God, this man… is he a genius?”

“What a terrible memory.”

“This is no longer a simple memory, his spatial sense is also very strong, belonging to the kind of talent on the first level.”

“If it’s just a simple painting, even with chalk, I can draw it, but let me paint at a glance, and every detail can be painted in place, I can’t do it.”

Caroline shook her head.

She is a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts in Paris. She is only 29 years old, but she has already held an exhibition of her own. She is a talented female painter and is considered the closest modern painter to Greuze.

Many modern painters who watched the live broadcast also discovered this detail.

Mortals are people on the scene and don’t pay much attention.

They listened attentively and watched attentively, ignoring these details.

Chen Xuan took the ruler and clicked on the sketch of rhubarb on the blackboard, constantly explaining.

“The details of this part need to be handled well, especially when hitting the excessive shades of color…”

After talking for ten minutes, Chen Xuan put down the ruler, took a sip of the mineral water, and said: “Well, let’s take a few minutes to rest. Everyone will go to the toilet, and the class will continue after five minutes.”

As soon as Lu Qingshan and the others were about to go over and talk to Chen Xuan, they saw a group of students rushing up, forming a wall of people around Chen Xuan, preventing them from getting close.

“Ms. Chen, is it easier to learn sketching with chalk?”

“Ms. Chen, is it easier for beginners to draw dogs?”

“Teacher Chen……”

There are all kinds of strange and weird problems. Most people who come to the lectures have no basis in painting, and they are purely temporary interests.

Just like the question they are asking now, don’t look at the enthusiasm at the moment, it’s actually three minutes of enthusiasm.

The classmates who went to the bathroom gradually came back. Chen Xuan looked at the time and said, “Okay, all of them are back to their positions. Let’s continue the class.”

The students go back and sit down. According to Chen Xuan’s plan, he will talk about foreign oil paintings, and finally talk about Daxia’s Chinese paintings.

This painting course will end perfectly.

But before he could start, suddenly a student raised his hand: “Ms. Chen!”

“Say.”

The students stood up and said, “Teacher Chen, I heard people say that sketching is not considered art, is it?”

The classroom suddenly became quiet, with hundreds of pairs of eyes looking at him at this moment.

The boy shrank his neck and realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.

Chen Xuan asked: “Who told you?”

“That’s… what they said, many people say that.”

“Many people?” Okay, it’s my friends, people I know, people on the Internet.

“What did they say?”

“They said…Sketches are like photos, they have no existential value, and those that are too similar should not be called works of art.”

In the end, he was weak and weak: “Teacher Chen, did I… have said something wrong?”

He felt a lot of eyes around him, almost as sharp as a knife, as if he was about to slice it, his back was cold and his scalp was numb.

“You’re right.” Chen Xuan smiled: “But what others said to you is wrong.”

“Why can’t sketching be called art? Just because of the like?”

“And those who say this are generally people who don’t understand drawing and painting at all.”

He shook his head, took a look at the time, and said, “It’s still early, and someone mentioned this issue, so I will use the topic today to show you in detail. There is no inevitable exclusionary relationship between “image” and art. ”

He scanned the crowd and asked, “Who would like to be my mannequin on stage?”

Everyone was taken aback, mannequins?

What is this going to do?

“Brother Chen wants to paint people?”

“I see, this is to draw a nude model!”

“I hope that the program group can broadcast the whole process, don’t know what it is!”

“I think you think too much. Can nude models be broadcast live? Are you kidding me?”

A female student stood up: “Ms. Chen, do you need to undress?”

“??” Chen Xuan asked with a question mark: “You don’t need to take it off, just sit in front of me.”

“Oh, then I’ll come.”

The girl blushed and realized that she had asked a stupid question.

Netizens felt extremely disappointed under Chen Xuan’s denial.

Not a nude model, what else can I see?

“Ms. Chen intends to paint the human body?” Jiang Chen wondered.

“It should be planned to tell this group of students directly with works, sketches are also art.”

“I think the picture on the blackboard can explain it.”

“On the contrary.” Director Fei shook his head: “People nowadays are really at a level where they don’t understand sketches, but they still like to give pointers.”

“In their opinion, painting too much is not art.”

“this……”

Suddenly they didn’t know how to refute it.

The girl also came to the podium at the moment, Tao Yuan quickly got up and asked, “Ms. Chen, what pen do I need?”

“Are there ballpoint pens?”

“Ballpoint pen?” Tao Yuan was blank, what was that?

I only have paintbrushes here!

“Ms. Chen, I have.” A male student raised a gift ballpoint pen.

“Borrow it.”

Chen Xuan took the ballpoint pen, grabbed the drawing board, clipped the drawing paper, and fixed it two meters away from the girl.

“You just sit here, stay seated and don’t move.”

The girl asked: “Teacher Chen, how long do you have to sit for?”

“Soon.” Chen Xuan smiled.

And these two words made the teachers of the Paris Academy of Fine Arts tremble in their hearts.

He stepped back two meters away, grabbed the ballpoint pen, and began to paint.

More than 4,000 students in the classroom, holding their breath, looked at Chen Xuan who was painting.

The students in the front row could see clearly. Chen Xuan was sitting on the stool, and the pen in his hand was in contact with the paper, making rustling noises.

He lowered his head, his expression was serious, and his eyes were always on the paper.

The female student in front of her didn’t look at it except for the first glance.

The drone hovered behind him and captured his back, picture frame, pen in hand and the picture he was drawing clearly.

The students in the back can’t see them, so they can only take out their mobile phones to watch the live broadcast with the netizens.

A piece of white paper, under Chen Xuan’s brushstrokes, quickly appeared a face outline.

But this is only the outline of the face, it is possible to see a general, but it is only a general.

With the previous pair of chalk rhubarb, their requirements for paintings have improved a lot.

“Ms. Chen paints really fast.”

“I have gained a lot of knowledge, and even a ballpoint pen can draw pictures…”

“As long as you learn well, let alone ballpoint pens, fountain pens will do.”

“Am I missing something? Did Brother Chen look at the girl until now?”

Finally, some netizens discovered this detail.

“F*ck, really!”

“Look at it from start to finish!”

“Damn, this terrifying memory!”

Their feelings are still fast, and Chen Xuan’s terrifying memory.

However, that’s it.

One minute, two minutes…

Soon, five minutes passed.

On the drawing paper, the girl’s appearance has appeared.

A beautiful ballpoint pen sketch has been completed.

However, Chen Xuan did not stop.

He continued to paint.

Everyone thought he was adding details, but soon they noticed something was wrong and began to realize the seriousness of the problem.

At the tenth minute of Chen Xuan’s painting, the girl on the drawing paper has changed from a mere sketch to a slightly exposed photo.

Everyone has a very strange illusion, this is not a painting, but a photo!

No, this is a photo!

Although the picture quality is a bit damaged, it is just a photo!

Fifteen minutes later, this slightly damaged photo is even more perfect.

Chen Xuan is like a craftsman pursuing perfection, repairing photos.

Twenty minutes later…

“Huh~”

Chen Xuan put the ballpoint pen down, stood up from the stool, took a half step back, watched from all angles, and finally nodded, showing a satisfied smile: “It’s done.”

There was no sound in the classroom.

This quiet atmosphere that can be heard from the needle began ten minutes ago.

It was also from that time that the teachers from the students to these art academies realized vaguely that what Chen Xuan wanted to present in his pen was not a simple sketch.

The drone’s lens, in a still-life posture, included this painting in the lens.

Later, the girl on the other side was photographed.

Comparing the two, everyone has a very absurd feeling.

This is not a painting, this is a photo!

“Huh?” Chen Xuan only noticed that the classroom was a bit quiet.

The girl also noticed it, too scared that she dared to get up a little bit.

“You go back.”

“Oh oh.”

The girl got up and walked down.

Chen Xuan put the drawing board on the podium, turned it around, and showed it to everyone.

But only the people in the first few rows can see it.But this is not important. In the process of his painting, everyone watched the whole process through the live broadcast room.

Chen Xuan looked at the previous question, wondering whether the drawing belonged to a boy who was an art.

“There is a kind of painting called hyperrealism, and sketching is the foundation in front of hyperrealism painting.”

“You hear others say that a painted image is not called art. That person may not know what the so-called image is like.”

“Now I will tell you what a real image is.”

He used the tail of a ballpoint pen to tap the drawing board lightly: “This is the image, this is the ultimate modern painting. Who dares to say that it is not art?”

Chen Xuan’s words were thrilling, like a question.

The lens began to zoom in, zooming in on the girl on the petals to the extreme.

Under such a zoomed in, everyone couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Fuck it, are you the devil?”

“It’s too similar, the strands of hair just seem to jump out.”

“Can the sketch be drawn to this point?”

“Which tycoon will explain, how exactly is this drawn?”

“If I hadn’t been watching it all the way, I would really doubt it was taken by a camera.”

The crowd was so shocked that they were still in awe at the moment, and even the barrage was not sent much.

More people turned off the barrage, took a screenshot, and then zoomed in inch by inch.

The more you zoom in, the more shocked they are.

Every detail of this painting is so subtle, so detailed that even the pores on the body, the split ends of the hair, and the threads of the sweater are clearly visible.

“Is this Teacher Chen’s strength…”

“His naked eye is a camera, right?”

Jiang Chen, the teachers of the professional academy of fine arts, looked at this painting and no longer knew what to think.

At the Paris Academy of Fine Arts, Caroline and the others are also obsessed with Chen Xuan’s ultimate painting.

“I have seen the work of a hyperrealist painter, but he uses oil painting as a carrier.”

Caroline recalled: “Even in oil paintings, there is a big gap between the level of detail and Chen. I can’t imagine how the ballpoint pen can handle the details so perfectly.”

In China, at this moment, the professors of the major art academies also learned the news for the first time and opened the live broadcast room.

When they looked at this painting, the shock in their hearts was no less than that of Caroline, Jiang Chen and others.

“This is a micro-level painting. If this is not even a work of art, I can’t think of anything else that can be called a work of art.”

A painter with a high status in the modern painting circle commented like this.

…

“I thought he was going to paint Chinese painting…” Tao Yuan murmured.

Yesterday, I heard Chen Xuan said that painting and calligraphy are not divided into families. They always thought that Chen Xuan wanted to paint Chinese painting.

They even prepared paint and so on.

As a result, Chen Xuan spent two paintings today, both of which were sketches. One of them was a micro-level hyper-realistic painting, directly super god.

Chen Xuan put down the drawing board and said, “Whether sketching is art or not, now you should have your own judgment in your heart.”

“Okay, let’s continue talking about Western oil painting…”

Chen Xuan did not regard this as such a powerful thing. Under the [God’s Hand], such works are very sparse and common for him.

However, his indifferent state of mind made everyone have an urge to worship.

Is this the gap between ordinary people and great painters?

At 10:50, Chen Xuan finished talking about Western oil painting.

Holding the chalk, he wrote two characters on the blackboard-Chinese painting!

“What is Chinese painting?”

“Chinese painting, also known as Danqing, is divided into ink painting and landscape painting.”

“Ink and wash painting and sketching have the same skill in the same way. They both use a single color to reflect the sense of hierarchy through the intensity and gradation of ink. However, the difficulty of ink painting is much higher than that of sketching. Nowadays, there are fewer people studying Chinese painting.”

“But in my opinion, Danqing Chinese Painting is the best!”

“No matter whether it is beauty, momentum or artistic conception, no painting can outperform it!”

In Chen Xuan’s words, he highly respects Chinese painting.

“Mr. Chen!” A professor from the Academy of Fine Arts stood up and said in a pleading tone: “Mr. Chen, I am studying Chinese painting, but I have recently fallen into a puzzle.”

“What’s the confusion?”

“How to draw trees and mountains?” The professor frowned, his expression serious.

But it fell in the ears of the students, it was very strange.

How to draw trees and mountains?

Brother, you all said that you are studying Chinese painting, so why don’t you even know these basics?

Only the teacher who came with him understood that the professor’s confusion and the troubles.

Chinese painting is like this. When you think you can do everything, you suddenly find that there seems to be a problem with the overall layout.

Then I discovered that trees shouldn’t be painted this way, and mountains shouldn’t be painted this way. Anyway, it’s all wrong.

This is after reaching a certain level, there is a shackle.

Chen Xuan pondered for a moment, and asked, “Have you brought your work?”

“No…” The professor shook his head, and immediately said: “My works can be searched on the Internet, if you don’t delay Teacher Chen’s time…”

“Don’t delay, you can show it to me.”

“Okay.” The professor was overjoyed, and he got up and walked towards the podium.

When I came to the podium, I searched for my work on my mobile phone.

And when his work was shot by drone, the live broadcast room was a slumber.

“Fuck, this big guy is Professor Jiejun from Xi’an Academy of Fine Arts!”

“If you step on a horse, the national team is forbidden to go off the field!”

“This is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, Brother Chen, run!”