The avatar sketching is when everyone in the studio takes turns to be models, and then starts from scratch after a round.

The model that night was Pan Linlin. She was crazy and couldn't sit still. She moved, twisted, and asked someone to talk to her again.

Zhao Chengfeng scolded him several times before he became a little more honest.

Pan Linlin became honest, and Chen Yu had the time to observe her facial features.

The difference between a real person avatar and a plaster image is that a plaster image only emphasizes the expression of structure and space, while a real person avatar also emphasizes the expression of the character's soul.

Therefore, sometimes many structures must be deliberately ignored.

What is to be blurred must be blurred, and what is to be prominent must be carefully drawn, and the part is highlighted to the point where you can be attracted by a glance.

Chen Yu is very skilled in painting men, but once he draws women, the effect is not very good. Her lines are too heavy and cannot be gentle and delicate.

Just like this one now, the entire facial contour is too rough and tough.

Chen Yu looked at what he drew and then looked at Pan Linlin. There was no similarity at all, even his gender...

Jiang Sui, who was beside him, pinched her sleeve, lifted her arms away, and glanced at her painting: "Pan Linlin's personality changed?"

Chen Yu: "…"

Liu Ke also put his head in: "The painting is fine, it just doesn't look like it."

Chen Yu: "…"

What can I say about this?

Liu Ke joked: "You two braids are tied with one left and one right, like a young man dressed in a woman."

Chen Yu: "…"

"A Yu, when drawing avatars, the eyes are the most important. Whether they look like each other or not, that part of the factor is a large part."

Liu Ke said thinking, "Pan Linlin has obvious round eyes, full and soft eyes, and a little drooping at the ends."

Her eyes passed by what she drew, what Jiang Sui, what Cai Xiu, and what she drew around her. She swept down all the way and found that Yu Qi's paintings were the most similar, which Chen Yu looked at.

Chen Yu was stunned. Pan Linlin painted by Yu Qi looked like a real person, her eyes were full of liveliness and cleverness. Although her face was not refined much elsewhere, she already had the smell of her hippie smile.

A sneer rang in his ears: "Do you look like it?"

"The model is shorter, and the curve of his chin is higher than that of a normal person. His face is drooping overall, and his old lady is pouting. What did he draw..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Qi said in surprise: "It's really that way."

His focus is on the model's eyebrows and eyes, and the lower part is ignored.

Yu Qi wiped the place off and repainted it, and did not forget to rush to Jiang Sui and smiled, "You observed it so carefully."

Jiang Sui's face turned black.

Laughing at your mother, are you familiar with you?

Liu Ke glanced at the easy-going Yu Qi, Jiang Sui, who was full of arrogance, and glanced at him without realizing that he was one of the parties involved: "A Yu, Pan Linlin is coming to take a walk when she is resting later. It's annoying to see if you paint like this."

Chen Yu was helpless: "I did my best." The next second she leaned against Jiang Sui and asked in a low voice: "I always paint a woman as a man, what should I do?"

Jiang Sui replied with two words: "Cool."

Chen Yu pressed down the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Sui glanced at him, and the little girl drooped, and she was unhappy at first glance. If she continued, she would be afraid that she would be relieved again.

Recently, I have become more and more arrogant and used to it.

Jiang Sui sighed, and he moved his seat with his legs empty and his legs next to her: "Come here."

Chen Yu looked at him with the corner of his eyes, but the person didn't move.

Jiang Sui's voice lowered a little, a little hoarse: "Come here."

"Do you want to listen to the class?" he said again, "If you want to listen, be good."

Chen Yu reluctantly moved the stool closer.

Jiang Sui's eyes fell on her hand holding the pencil: "Have you ever been in love?"

"???" Chen Yu didn't really want to deal with this topic. She looked cold, "What does this have to do with my problem?"

“It’s a big deal.”

Jiang Sui stared at her: "To be honest, no lying is allowed, is there any?"

Chen Yu scratched the tip of his nose: "No."

The winter frost in Jiang Sui's eyes instantly melted away, and the spring breeze was full of his face. He coughed lowly and curled the corners of his lips to give her a small snack: "Drawing is like falling in love. If you treat it well, it may not be good to you."

"But if you treat it badly, it will definitely doubly to you."

Chen Yu twitched his mouth, and at first glance, it seemed like that.

She looked at the boy and couldn't figure out how he was as old as hers, so how could he have one set of principles, and it was easy to understand.

Jiang followed a few strokes to draw the small curly hair on Pan Linlin's forehead: "This is why some people have been repeating for a year or studying for a longer time, but still draw them into pieces and cannot improve their level. If you want to draw well, you must be sincere."

Chen Yu was a little stunned when he saw it: "I'm very sincere."

"You are Taicheng."

Jiang Sui stopped writing and looked at her: "Every time you draw, you give me the feeling of using my whole life to draw. Don't put too hard, relax."

Chen Yu: "...I'm relaxed."

"That's what you think." Jiang Sui seemed to feel that he was strict, and his tone slowed down a little. "I'll change some places for you, or wait for Lao Zhao to come and ask him to change it?"

"You change it."

Chen Yu looked in one direction: "Teacher Zhao is modifying Wang Yue, but I don't know when it will be completed."

The story of Jiang Sui changing paintings to Chen Yu has long been spreading.

The studio went from shocked, unbelievable, and suspicious to the point of being accustomed to being accustomed to the point of being accustomed to the point of being accustomed to the point of being accustomed to the point of being accused of being accused of.

If there is any pure friendship between men and women, this topic has become old. The positive and negative side can distinguish between three lives and three lives, but it cannot distinguish between the winner and the loser.

Anyway, they can't become parties, so they are just bystanders and watch the show.

They all felt that Lao Zhao was turning a blind eye, as long as both of them could draw well before the two of them had the opportunity to draw, and there were no other requirements.

There was no noise in the hall.

Xie Sansi stopped drawing, threw down the drawing board and patted the wrinkled pants behind his butt, went to find Brother Sui to play, and shouted "Sister Yu" to Chen Yu.

I used to be called the name, then the sister, but now the name has been changed, just to highlight the peace of mind.

It is not easy to thank the classmate.

"Brother Sui, you've just drew a rough idea."

After Xie Sansi finished speaking, he found something and his eyes widened. He compared Brother Sui's painting with Pan Linlin, with a look of ghosts on his face.

The avatars drawn by Brother Sui are all characterized by Pan Linlin, but they give him the feeling of Chen Yu.

It's amazing.

It's really strange. I can't tell where I look like it, but I just feel that it has the charm of Chen Yu.

According to everyone's reaction, it seems that he is the only one who thinks so.

Xie Sansi looked at Chen Yu's paintings modified by Brother Sui and found that they also had that strange feeling. His first reaction was that Brother Sui had finished. Brother Sui had finished. If the avatar was all Chen Yuwei, can the sketch still get high scores? Secondly, he was curious and puzzled. He said carefully: "Brother Sui, what did you think when you paint?"

Jiang Sui: "I'm wondering why he hasn't finished drawing yet."

Xie Sansi: "..."

Chen Yu asked, "Si Sansi, have you finished drawing?"

"Anna." Xie Sansi was proud, "I drew it silently, I didn't even look at Pan Linlin very much. It's amazing."

Chen Yuxiao: "Awesome."

Xie Sansi was so excited that he took a breath. I met my sister and smiled at me!

Jiang Sui's ostentatious light flashed over the curve of the girl's lips that had not yet been restrained, and said coldly to Xie Sansi: "Anyway, everything you draw is the same."

Xie Sansi rolled his eyes wide, Brother Sui, don’t talk about me, you’re probably going to be soon.

During the break, Pan Linlin slid down the big mahogany chair and jumped to see what everyone painted herself.

The drawing is like that, I asked if I could give it to her.

"Wow," Pan Linlin came up and said with a smile, "Chen Yu, you are so good, give it to me."

Chen Yu said bluntly that it can't do it.

Jiang Sui changed her eyes and jawline, and the whole outline suddenly became much softer. She wanted to go back from school and draw in the drawer.

Pan Linlin couldn't help but smile: "You are too stingy."

"Go ahead," Xie Sansi pushed her aside, "This is not your painting."

"You want to look back and look in the mirror and draw yourself."
To be continued...