Chapter 8 I am going to the Central Academy of Fine Arts

How many hours do you usually spend painting at a time? It usually takes over one hundred, right? Teacher Sun asked again.

Fang Yi finished signing his name and placed the drawing board on the desk, waiting for the gouache paint to dry. After setting it down, he said, "Once it dries, I would appreciate it if you could help me frame it." The frame Fang Yi chose was quite ordinary, as students mainly need to be aware of the essence rather than just the surface.

Wang Qiluo said: "Each session lasts three hours, and I usually add over an hour for further in-depth discussion. The last hour does not require payment. The total for three hours is one hundred and fifty yuan"

Why?" Fang Yi looked at Zhang Xu in surprise as he walked up to her.

Ah! Fang Yi involuntarily rubbed his teeth; he had once been a part of this small group. Zhang Xu's performance after Fang Yi fainted pleased the homeroom teacher greatly, leading him to take a special interest in this young man, believing him to be a person of potential. Even if he could not attend a prestigious university, it was unacceptable to let such a good student waste his days idly.

Wang Qiluo felt quite pleased after hearing Fang Yi's words: "Then should I tell the teacher of the tutoring class?" Over the past month, Wang Qiluo had fully experienced the progress in his painting while being with peers of the same level. He was more than eager to wholeheartedly agree to Fang Yi's suggestion of painting together.

So it turns out to be a painting, Fang Yi nodded and said, "Then let's keep it, I have no objections"

Teacher Sun invited these retired teachers who are willing to contribute their remaining energy. Except for the first time, all subsequent sessions are scheduled in advance, allowing students to mount their papers. Fang Yi and Wang Qiluo took the lead, preparing the drawing paper on the boards two days in advance, whether for sketching or color work. Moreover, they used size 2 boards, which are twice the size of the commonly used ones.

"I will take care of this matter at m.hetushu.com," Wang Qiluo nodded and said, "Are you still going to the tutoring class this week? This time it is a young woman."

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Wang Qiluo listened and said: "This place isn't considered expensive; some art teachers charge much more. The two or three places I've been to all claimed to have teacher guidance, but all I saw was someone wandering around, casually commenting on your painting a couple of times and calling it a day. I went once and never returned. Even if that teacher's skill is slightly better than mine, it's still limited; they are just using a sign to deceive people for money"

At this moment, Fang Yi pondered for a moment and then slowly said: "I plan to go to the Central Academy of Fine Arts and apply to the Design School!" Given the current progress, Fang Yi believed he had a certain level of confidence in being accepted into the Central Academy of Fine Arts. As long as he passed the advanced level, it would be even more secure. With such achievements, not attending the best school would be a waste. Currently, his drawing skills were comparable to Wang Qiluo's. If Wang Qiluo could express his desire to attend the Central Academy of Fine Arts, then why should he hide his own thoughts? It is better to express them openly.

I have made up my mind! I want to learn oil painting. At this moment, Fang Yi did not hesitate at all. It was not that Fang Yi did not want to learn traditional Chinese painting, but rather that the additional subject for traditional Chinese painting was calligraphy. After reviewing the knowledge in his mind, he found no trace of calligraphy, making it impossible to pass the exam. With traditional Chinese painting ruled out, only oil painting, printmaking, mural painting, sculpture, and experimental art remained.

After nearly forty minutes had passed, Wang Qiluo signaled to Teacher Sun to take a break. Following that, they continued to draw every half hour until it was almost time for school to end in the afternoon

"Alright! I'll come to your house to find you on Saturday afternoon, and then we can go together," Fang Yi said, and then asked, "Do you want to play football together on Sunday morning? I have arranged to meet a few friends at the nearby small park to have some activity on the grass." After saying this, he lifted his foot and left the art room with Wang Qiluo.

What exactly is experimental art? Fang Yi has no concept of it in his mind, so he was the first to be excluded. That leaves four options. Fang Yi is not particularly interested in sculpture, and it's somewhat difficult to say about murals and prints. The only option left is oil painting

On the afternoon of the second day, Fang Yi arrived at the art classroom and was just about to start drawing when he looked up and saw Teacher Sun walking in. Today, the old man had dressed up a bit, wearing a light-colored jacket over a dark vest, and he was holding a white towel in his hand

Wang Qiluo shook his head and said, "I can't go; I still have two hours of English tutoring in the morning"

"Is it really necessary to have this much?" Teacher Sun couldn't help but ask

As soon as the old man walked in, he smiled and said to all the students: "Yesterday, I went home and thought about it. The school lacks resources, but this old man can still contribute a bit. I will serve as a model for you, and my old partner will also come over a few times. I will try to persuade some other teachers as well. If luck is on our side, we will have models from both the middle-aged and young generations."

I said that these two paintings of yours should be kept as examples for future students to see

Teacher Sun finished speaking, wrapped a white towel around his head, and walked over to the chair. He moved a chair and sat down in the center of the art classroom: "Please bring your easels over. You can choose to draw in either sketch or color, but this old man can't sit for too long"

Then you need to draw models more often in the future, whether it is sketching or color work. Additionally, you should familiarize yourself with creative work. The school does not provide this opportunity, so you will need to find a tutoring class, " Teacher Sun said to Fang Yi after thinking for a moment.

Fang Yi thought for a moment and said: "If it is different from the previous illustrations and books, I will go; if it is the same, I have no interest"

Fang Yi was momentarily taken aback upon hearing this, glancing at Wang Qiluo beside him, who also appeared momentarily stunned. The two exchanged a look, each noticing a hint of emotion in the other's eyes. The old man was considering how to help the students save a bit of money; although it might not amount to much, the old man's intention truly touched their hearts

The students chuckled and set up their easels in front of and to the side of Teacher Sun. Fang Yi also chose an angle to set up his easel. Due to insufficient preparation, he had no time to mount the paper and could only clip a sheet of paper to paint with watercolors.

Teacher Sun nodded slightly after listening, waved to the other students, and waited for everyone to return to their easels before asking Fang Yi, "Fang Yi, have you decided on your target university yet"

Currently, Fang Yi's life is truly enviable; his parents treat him like a lamb, allowing him to do essentially whatever he wants. The teachers have little reason to worry about Fang Yi's score of over 500 in art; he only needs to attend class once a week for an exam and then listen to the analysis of the test papers. Among all the students in the school, Fang Yi is probably the most relaxed one, with plenty of free time at his disposal

Seeing Zhang Xu's long face, Fang Yi happily said, "Being favored by the teacher and still having so much to say," dismissing the slight displeasure of not having a game on Sunday.

After listening to Fang Yi, Wang Qiluo suddenly recalled Fang Yi's academic performance, which totaled just over 300 in the subjects of Chinese, Mathematics, and English. How could he possibly achieve a passing score of 90 in the other two subjects after only a few months of study? For those candidates who have endured the sea of questions to gain admission to non-art universities, scoring over 500 is not a difficult task. Having studied art for nearly ten years, he found himself surpassed by someone who had only spent a little over a year on art and books. Now, considering this person's cultural scores, it was impossible not to feel a sense of defeat. He could only self-deprecatingly say, "I almost forgot, your cultural scores would be considered extraordinary among art students!" Having studied art for nearly ten years, he found himself surpassed by someone who had only spent a little over a year on art and books. Now, considering this person's cultural scores, it was impossible not to feel a sense of defeat. He could only self-deprecatingly say, "I almost forgot, your cultural scores would be considered extraordinary among art students!"

After listening to the teacher's words, most of the students tidied up, while a few stayed behind to continue working on their paintings

Fang Yi was just about to express some sympathy when he heard Zhang Xu shout at him: "Fang Yi! The football match on Sunday morning cannot take place!"

Fang Yi looked at the colors of his entire painting and was very satisfied. Finally, he picked up the smallest brush and wrote in ochre in the lower right corner: "For Teacher Yu, from Student Fang Yi, created in XX year, XX month at the school." As a student, there was no better way to express gratitude to these elderly individuals who were still contributing their efforts, so everyone had to come together to discuss a solution. They decided to gift their most satisfactory paintings, signing their names and framing them as a token of appreciation for these elders. As a student, there was no better way to express gratitude to these elderly individuals who were still contributing their efforts, so everyone had to come together to discuss a solution. They decided to gift their most satisfactory paintings, signing their names and framing them as a token of appreciation for these elders

"Teacher, this is because they value your talent," Wang Qiluo said jokingly

Fang Yi smiled and replied, "I'll wait until the additional test is over to memorize politics and history. It's all about memorization, so there shouldn't be any major issues. At most, I'll just do a few more practice papers."

I have actually made plans for this, and my parents have agreed. I want to go to Wang Qiluo's tutoring class to start drawing

Fang Yi only watched the first thirty minutes, during which the overall tone and structure of the entire scene had already been arranged. The subsequent task was to refine it based on memory, occasionally glancing at the facial features.

At present, students like Fang Yi and Wang Qiluo are unaware that their spontaneous idea to express gratitude to their teachers will become a tradition for future art students at the school. This practice not only applies to teachers; when the school later increases its investment in art education and has the funds to hire models and acquire books, this tradition extends to the models as well. Subsequent art students will present their best works to the models they have drawn, as a gesture of respect and gratitude.

Teacher Sun thought for a moment and said: "I understand this matter. You all prepare to go home for dinner. It is also time; those who wish to come in the evening may continue to do so"

This is fine as well! Teacher Sun nodded, feeling that there was nothing more to teach these two students, as he truly had nothing left to offer.

In the following days, approximately every two days, the old man would invite some retired teachers to serve as models for the students. However, among these models, there were only retired teachers, with not a single young one in sight. This outcome was anticipated by Wang Qiluo, as young teachers found it difficult to lower their pride to pose for the students. Moreover, nowadays, when it comes to modeling for art students, many people do not think of half-length or full-length portraits; rather, they are more likely to associate it with nude modeling. This result was also within Wang Qiluo's expectations, as young teachers certainly harbored some resistance in their hearts.

Teacher Sun listened and said, "So have you thought about what you are prepared to study?"

As soon as I heard I was going to the special class, my whole body ached! Zhang Xu said: "Even if I don't want to go, there's no way out. As soon as they heard I could join the teacher's special class group, my parents walked around with a bit of swagger all day. Now I truly envy Fang Yi's life"

The Design Institute only admits students from the liberal arts, while the Central Academy of Fine Arts only enrolls students from the sciences in architecture, home products, and art design said Wang Qiluo

During the evening study session, Fang Yi chose to return to the classroom to listen to the teacher analyze the exam papers. Now, Fang Yi is confident in his academic subjects

Zhang Xu sighed: "I am now being closely monitored by my teacher, who told my family that if I work a little harder, there is still hope for me to get into university. Therefore, I have to attend the teacher's extra classes on Sundays now"

The color sense of this painting is quite good Wang Qiluo stood behind Fang Yi, watching him sign on the painting