What An Yi is practicing is the use of "shaping means". The so-called molding means refer to the methods and means of creating artistic images in plastic arts. In painting, it is mainly achieved by lines, colors, light and dark, anatomy, perspective and other methods. In long-term painting art, a certain regular expression rules have been formed. When painting, you must master these basic molding means in order to finally form your own artistic language and style on this basis.

Why can An Yi draws comics so easily? It is because her foundation is very solid. She is a traditional painter who has transformed into a comic artist, so she can be said to be at ease. However, many cartoonists in the comic field are not systematically learning to draw, because comics are not won by painters. Its first purpose is to entertain readers.

In fact, when An Yi was drawing comics, she was also training her basic skills. As long as she kept writing, she could constantly improve herself, because she firmly believed that in the field of painting, there was no best, only better!

Things in this world are always difficult to achieve perfection. An Yi is not a perfect person, but has many flaws. However, in the field of painting, her attitude is consistent. She wants to constantly improve herself and pursue a higher and more perfect state.

"Xiao Yi, if you are tired, take a rest." An Li said in an extremely gentle voice, he could sense his sister's fatigue.

An Yi was still in a daze, mainly deducing repeatedly in her mind, savoring the gains she had just painted, and preparing for the next time to reach a more perfect point, but at this time she heard her brother's extremely soft voice, she suddenly came to her senses.

She turned her head and saw the brother with a calm expression. He was obviously worried that his sister would be tired, but the expression on his face remained the same, looking calm.

An Yi smiled and shouted softly: "Brother, you are back."

A very normal and light voice with a faint sense of alienation. This is the memory of holding a paintbrush.

She seemed to be a goddess above the bright moon, cold and tenacious, so tough that she didn't need anyone to rely on.

An Li felt a little ashamed of this appearance. He looked at his sister's faint smile and had to continue to maintain his unchanged expression and said, "I'll cook for you."

"Yeah." An Yi responded, and then shifted her attention to the painting. It seemed that in her eyes, even her brother could not match her painting.

An Li's mood became even more complicated at this moment.

During dinner, Anli said in a relaxed tone: "Xiaoyi, how about I play games with you at night?"

An Yi seemed to be immersed in the world of painting. When she heard her brother's words, she hesitated for a moment, then shook her head firmly and said, "No need, I have to continue painting tonight."

An Li was suddenly a little frustrated. After holding it in for a long time, he said lightly: "It is better to combine work and rest, don't force yourself too much."

"No." An Yi smiled with a pursed lips. She didn't notice her brother An Li's dissatisfaction at all.

An Yi really fought hard. For this competition, she didn't even update her blog. "An An's Daily" and "Suzumiya Haruhi Series" were closed, and there was no reason to explain.

If it weren't for the painting of "The Summer Solstice", "The Legend of Chu Liuxiang", and "The Legend of Condor Heroes" and the magazines were serializing her manuscripts, otherwise her works would have been suspended.

In that case, if An An and Yi An have nothing to do with it, it would be something that even ghosts would not believe in it, and they would even be closed together. This would definitely be affair...

An An’s recession made readers who had to go shopping on her blog every day very depressed. It was normal to have a week or two off, but An An’s recession would take at least two months!

An Yi made up her mind to give her brother a surprise, so she did not tell her brother what she had secretly prepared for the "Sky Cup".

However, after An Yi finished her meal, she just wanted to go to the studio to continue practicing, but An Li domineeringly locked the studio directly and said without hesitation: "Stop painting, go play games!"

An Yi looked at her unreasonable brother in surprise, as if she was angry. The expression on her face seemed to be saying, "Don't you like to see me draw the most?" Why are you stopping me from drawing now?"

An Li also felt that he was quite unreasonable, but he thought that a sister in this state was very abnormal. He had just looked at her sister's paintings carefully, but found that the paintings she had recently painted seemed to be full of paranoidness and madness, and the feeling that she seemed to burn her own life, which made him feel very uneasy.

This is because of his intuition. Because of his sister, he still knows some characters in the art world. There are many very talented artists in this world who have personally ended their lives and created the most brilliant works of their lives.

It’s not that he is sensitive, but that he is too familiar with his sister. Although he can’t understand some of his sister’s paintings, he can see his sister’s mood from the paintings. The paintings she created casually in the past were full of a feeling of soothing, relaxing and leisure. But now, her paintings are filled with heavy pressure, as if she is about to go to the battlefield with extremely high mortality rate...

"Brother, I don't want to play games, I just want to draw." An Yi said calmly.

In fact, she is indeed a little abnormal recently because she is simulating the mood of countless famous painters in which world she used to, and trying to use the techniques of those masters to constantly try another style of creation.

During this process, she also constantly absorbed the experience of those masters, which made her painting skills significantly improve again. This improvement feels like playing games and constantly taking experience drugs to upgrade. It is really hard to stop!

Among those masters, there were naturally some more crazy people, such as the famous painter named Van Gogh, who is well known as a suicide madman.

But An Yi did not realize this. She felt that she was normal. The world of painting made her intoxicated. The feeling of creating the world with a brush was so wonderful. How could those boring games compare to painting?

Moreover, my brother likes to see her look when she draws, and likes the awards she wins. Of course, she has to spend more time painting. She must win the "Sky Cup" and use it as a surprise to my brother!

"Xiaoyi, please sober up! Your spirit has been in a bad state recently. What are you suppressing?" An Li leaned down slightly, put his hands on his sister's shoulder, and said to her extremely serious.

An Yi felt that her brother's hand seemed to have broken a barrier that was isolated from the world, freeing her from the constraints of her excited and crazy painting state. At this moment, the fatigue that penetrated her bone marrow surged into her whole body. She overdrawed her energy too much, but she herself did not realize this!

"I..." An Yi's body fell down, her face pale as paper.

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