Chapter 221: Academy of Fine Arts

Such a state of mind is naturally not suitable for meditation, Xu Zhi then picked up the Bible and flipped through it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info is also weird, starting from Genesis, just after reading a few articles, Xu Zhi's heart was calm, and he couldn't help but continue to look down. A thick Bible is divided into the New Testament and the Old Testament, and ordinary people have read it for a few months, but Xu Zhi has read it within an hour! It is such a fast speed, or Xu Zhi has read the Old Testament with a historical eye, and then called a philosophical eye to read the New Testament, and finally the New Testament flashed in his mind almost word by word.

"Alas, some people say that the Bible is the first book of mankind! It is also the only book, and it really deserves its name!" Xu Zhi sighed and closed the Bible, and said to himself, "No book is inferior to him!"

Thinking of this, Xu Zhi smiled dumbly again: "Why am I so arrogant? Huaguo has "Lao Tzu", "Confucius" and other inherited classics, and they are not necessarily inferior to it, but the cultural background is different and the ideological concepts are not compatible. ”

"Chirp......" At this time, the little sparrow suddenly screamed, and reminded Xu Zhi at once, he patted his forehead and said, "I forgot, I haven't fed the little sparrow yet!"

As he spoke, Xu Zhi took out some vegetable leaves from the space, added water to the birdcage, and then carried his backpack, took the painting clip and other things, and hurried out.

Xu Zhi took a taxi to the Academy of Fine Arts, and came to the front of a small courtyard that looked quite antique according to the address given by Xie Sheng.

Walking into the small courtyard, there is a small bamboo forest in front of you, and the bamboo forest is verdant after the rain and looks very pleasing to the eye. Turning around the bamboo forest, there is another row of blue brick tile houses, which look similar to Xu Zhi's house, but under the background of the surrounding high-rise buildings, they look elegant again.

......The bell rang out for nowhere, and there was movement in the room, and then the red wooden door was pushed open, and young men and women hurried out of it, either with ink pens in their hands or books in their hands. Although Xu Zhi is wearing black-framed glasses, his dusty temperament is still revealed, coupled with his black hair like ink and white as snow, which really attracts the attention of some girls. However, each other's worlds are different, and the girls either glanced at each other, or nodded with a smile, and they all went in a hurry.

Xu Zhi had already heard Xie Sheng lecturing in the classroom on the far left, and he was not in a hurry to go over, and after waiting for a few minutes, Xie Sheng took the lesson plan and pushed the door out, and when he saw Xu Zhi, he smiled slightly, and was about to come over, when the classroom door next to him was pushed open, and two gray-haired but energetic teachers walked out. Xie Sheng hurriedly walked over, spoke respectfully to the two teachers, and then raised his finger to point at Xu Zhi not far away, and waved at Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi heard everything in his ears and knew that Xie Sheng was introducing himself, so he hurried over.

"Your name is Xu Zhi?" a teacher looked at Xu Zhi with a smile and said, "I heard Xiao Xie say that you are very skilled in sketching, and you are extremely talented?"

"This is Professor Gao of our department!" Xie Sheng hurriedly introduced beside him, "Mr. Gao has a very high reputation in the domestic art world. ”

"Hello, Professor Gao!" Xu Zhi hurriedly bowed and replied, "This is all Mr. Xie's false praise, I just like sketching, I think that although the lines under the sketch pen are very simple, the light and shade are also very thin, but the stroke can show the charm, the light and the dark show the world, and the sketch can be simple and emotional!"

"Oh?" Professor Gao was stunned, he looked at Xu Zhi in disbelief, and then looked at the old teacher next to him, and said, "Old Cheng, did you hear that?"

"I heard it!" Professor Cheng said with appreciation, "At first glance, it feels like Xiao Xie prepared it for him in advance, but after thinking about it again, Xiao Xie is afraid that he can't say such a sharp thing!"

"Who taught you?" Professor Gao asked Xu Zhi with interest.

Of course, Xu Zhi couldn't say that when he was cultivating, he saw Lei Ruizhong and felt a little bit of the world, he only smiled and said: "I usually like to read, and the scope of my involvement is not small, this sentence may have been seen in which book." ”

"Not bad, not bad!" Professor Cheng nodded and said, "The meaning of these words is very profound, since you have memorized it, then you can experience it a lot, only if you draw more and experience more, can you really understand the meaning of these words!"

Then Professor Cheng said to Xie Sheng: "The future is terrifying, Xiao Xie, you have found a good seedling, if you need us in the future, just come to us." ”

"That's great!" Xie Sheng said excitedly, "I'm worried that I won't be able to teach Xu Zhi more, and with the words of the two old-timers, I'm relieved!"

"Thank you two seniors!" Xu Zhi was also very happy and hurriedly bowed again.

The two old teachers encouraged Xu Zhi and went in a hurry.

Xie Sheng was very excited, lowered his voice and said: "Xu Zhi, you are so lucky, Professor Gao's name is Gao Zhou, and Professor Cheng's name is Cheng Yu, both of whom are famous figures in the domestic painting world. They didn't have classes today, but because they were going abroad next month, they temporarily concentrated their classes on this month, so they came. I also took your sketches on the spur of the moment, and when I saw them in the morning, I hurriedly showed them them. They thought I had drawn it! Now, I'll give you their phone numbers and addresses later, and when they come back from abroad, you can ask them for advice!"

Xu Zhi didn't plan to put more effort into painting, but seeing Xie Sheng so enthusiastic, he smiled and said, "Thank you so much, teacher!"

"Don't be polite to me, go, it's almost time, I'll take you to the sketch room!" Xie Sheng was happy like a little girl, and took Xu Zhi's arm and walked out of the yard.

The sketch room is also in a small courtyard with a similar layout, but this small courtyard is planted with a lot of osmanthus trees, the green osmanthus trees are luxuriant, the rain flows along the branches and leaves, and in the humid air, the thick fragrance of osmanthus wafts away with the wind, which is another elegant style.

At this time, the small courtyard was very quiet, the red classroom door was closed, the windows of the classroom were closed, and Xu Zhi could hear the teacher's low explanation inside, as well as the sound of "brushing" the sketch pen.

Xie Sheng stuck out his tongue and chuckled, "We're late!"

Xu Zhi followed behind Xie Sheng, and saw Xie Sheng raise his hand and knock on the wooden door, and an unhappy voice came from inside: "Who?"

"Teacher Zhang, it's me, Xie Sheng......" Xie Sheng didn't push the door, only whispered outside.

The voice in the classroom disappeared, the classroom door opened, and a tall and thin male teacher with gold-rimmed glasses, but the gaze in his eyes was a little gloomy. He glanced at Xie Sheng, frowned, and said: "Teacher Xie, I have already told you, I don't care about the job title, you are capable, you can be appreciated by the department leaders, that is your ability, I am weak, not as good as you, I ...... myself"

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