Chapter 35 Uncle Lin, I want to give you a pension
Chapter 35 Uncle Lin, I want to provide you with old age
Author: I am the conductor
Chapter 35 Uncle Lin, I want to provide you with old age
Under watering, Lin Mo had already created a celadon bottle bottom.
After the construction, the next step is the last project, which is high-temperature forming.
After opening the specific instrument, Lin Mo put the bottle mouth on it.
The next time is boring, and you just need to wait the whole process.
However, Lin Mo did not let the audience sit here and watch foolishly, but he picked up a processed drawing paper.
Taking out the paper, Lin Mo said to the audience: "There will be a while to wait. During this period, I will try to copy Tang Bohu's "Picture of a Lady in the Flute Blowing the Flute."
After saying that, he started writing on the drawing paper.
Compared with the US dollar I copied before, Lin Mo seemed very troubled this time.
He dared not write easily every stroke. He would only move after thinking twice.
For painters, copying other people's works is ten times more difficult than creating a new work, and copying works by such top famous artists is even more difficult.
The reason is also very simple.
Every painter has his own style of painting, and his pen is different in strength, details, and the creation of scenery.
Especially when you copy, you should also pay attention to the mood of the painter when painting.
For example, Tang Bohu's paintings, when he was young, he was dressed in a bright clothes and angry horses. All his paintings were full of impetus and a sense of déjà vu that was small in the mountains.
But when he was frustrated and down, the paintings he made were more realistic, and the same landscape painting could see an indescribable sense of desolation.
In this case, it is really difficult to copy the works of great painters, which is why Lin Mo seems so difficult.
And time is also spent bit by bit in copying.
It was soon three o'clock in the afternoon.
After arriving at three o'clock, while drinking water, Lin Mo took a look at the number of people in the live broadcast room. He was a little surprised when he found that the number of people in the live broadcast room not only did not decrease, but also increased a lot. At this time, it had exceeded 60,000 people.
Looking at this data, when Lin Mo was about to check the source of traffic, the comments from the barrage made him understand everything in an instant.
"Students at the Academy of Fine Arts come to worship!"
"Is this the master in the teacher's words?"
"Awesome, anchor, where are you teaching?"
"Wuwuwu, compared with the anchor's painting skills, I think what I draw is a piece of shit."
"Don't be so rude about your own works. Everyone's works are unique in the world. What you draw may not be shit, but may be based on defense."
"Brother, you know how to comfort people."
"Brother, if you can speak, just publish this book. Can I buy it?"
Looking at these barrage, Lin Mo guessed that he should have been seen by teachers from the Academy of Fine Arts when he was copying his painting skills, and then invited his students to see them.
Under word of mouth, it is normal that the number of people increases instead of decreasing.
Lin Mo's guess is not wrong.
It turned out that there was a senior professor from the Magic City Academy of Fine Arts in his live broadcast room. This professor himself likes ancient paintings and antiques. For this reason, when he saw the title of Lin Mo's live broadcast room, he couldn't help clicking in.
At first he thought Lin Mo was just an anchor who relied on gimmicks to cheat traffic, but when he saw Lin Mo copying Tang Bohu's works stroke by stroke, he was shocked.
The so-called watching the excitement outside the journey, and seeing the trick inside the journey.
He could tell whether Lin Mo's painting skills were good at first sight.
After confirming that Lin Mo's painting skills were extraordinary, he also immediately posted the link to the live broadcast room to his friends and his college group.
Originally, I would post a link if I posted a link, but this senior professor also said something when posting a link in the live broadcast room.
【Shock】: "A twenty-year-old man has become a talented man, and his painting skills are far superior to those of Tang Bohu!"
As soon as the title came out, the students of the Academy of Fine Arts were furious.
You know, this is what a senior professor in the Academy of Fine Arts said personally. Whether it is for learning art or watching the fun, all the students of the Academy of Fine Arts subconsciously clicked into the live broadcast room.
In this way, under this publicity, tens of thousands of art students flocked to Lin Mo's live broadcast room.
But when the art students came in, the principal also privately talked to senior professors of the Academy of Fine Arts.
Principal: "Why did you suddenly post this?"
Professor: "This person is so well drawn, I want the students to learn."
The principal wondered: "Then you send a link directly. Why do you say that you are more powerful than Tang Bohu? If he really makes you feel that he is powerful, wouldn't it be enough to just say that the anchor's painting skills are very good? As a senior professor, your exaggeration has some impact on your identity."
After listening to it, the professor said unhappily: "Principal, times have changed. Where do students nowadays learn other people's painting skills? They only like to eat melons and join in the fun. If I don't say that, will they click in?"
Principal: "Eat melons? What melons? When talking about painting skills, just talk about painting skills. Why did you get to the watermelon again?"
Professor: "Principal, I suddenly have a suggestion to you, do you listen?"
Principal: "What suggestions?"
Professor: "How about you retire early? (naughty expression)"
Principal: "(fire expression)"
Lin Mo didn't know what happened to the professor at the Academy of Fine Arts. He was happy from the bottom of his heart when the number of people increased. He drank a sip of hot water and moistened his throat. He continued to copy Tang Bohu's paintings at his desk.
Also during the copying process.
Suddenly, a tingling sound came from the room.
Hearing the sound, Lin Mo put down his pen.
When he walked to the instrument where the bottle was stored before, he first unplugged the power supply, then took out a large pile of ice cubes from the refrigerator, and then placed it in a barrel.
After pouring in a lot of natural water, Lin Mo used tweezers-like tools to remove the bottle that had been roasted for a long time from the high-temperature box.
The bottle mouth is extremely bright red, very similar to the slurry color.
"Sizi sizi!!!"
Soon, a smog of smoke emerged from the tube, accompanied by a harsh sizzling sound.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, Lin Mo took out the bottle mouth with tweezers and placed it in front of the camera.
After this release, netizens were stunned.
I saw that the porcelain glaze looked crystal clear and soft, like a cup of condensed fat. At first glance, even those who don’t know how to do it couldn’t help but shout a good thing.
"Watching other anchors is just to read the picture. If you really learn technology, you have to be our Brother Lin."
"Awesome."
"I don't know what words to use to describe my mood at this moment. Two words, darn, awesome!"
"Damn it, it's become?"
As for those who know how to do things?
After seeing this scene, they were shocked and could not speak.
"Brother!!Brother! Please teach me. I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you in my life. Please!"
"Brother, no, dad, adoptive father!!"
"Brother, are you starting a class? I'll transfer the training fee to you now, and I won't bargain."
"Uncle Lin, I know you don't have a son, I want to give you a care."
"Don't snatch me, this is my dad, my dad!!!"
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Chapter completed!