As the saying goes, it's all about talking but not practicing the fake moves. Liu Chen has already taught you about it, and now he's starting to give you practical lessons again.

I saw Liu Chen coming out with 2B, 8B, and 3B pencils. Anyone who learns sketching knows that the softness and hardness of the pencils are generally selected according to the needs of the picture. The larger the B value, the softer the pencil and the darker the color. 2B-

3B pencils are suitable for gray and bright surfaces. For darker areas, pencils of 4B or above are generally used.

Liu Chen took a pencil and drew the two pickle jars that Li Caiyi had just given to him on the Eight Immortals' table. They were made of blue and white porcelain. Not to mention, they looked pretty good. If they were drawn, they would definitely look great.

Liu Chen took a pencil and drew on the sketch paper. Everyone was also drawing on their own sketch paper.

It didn't take long for Liu Chen to finish painting a pair of pickle jars.

Liu Chen clamped the painting on the blackboard and showed it to everyone.

Everyone's eyes widened when they looked at Liu Chen's beautiful paintings. Teacher Liu's paintings are so beautiful, right? The light, lines, and shading are very good, the structure and proportions are just right, the black and white and gray are handled properly, and the details are handled very well.

Well, this look is from the hands of a master.

Dong Nianci stood up directly, looked at Liu Chen with a smile and said: "Teacher Liu, your painting is comparable to that of a master, you are so good at painting."

Liu Chen was a little embarrassed to be praised by Dong Nianci like this.

Low-key, low-key, I am a low-key person. Although this painting is very good, don't stand up and praise me like this, it will make you feel a little embarrassed.

Liu Chen nodded and said with a smile: "Teacher, I have been studying this for a long time. As long as you work hard, you will be like the teacher."

After Liu Chen finished speaking, he felt a little embarrassed. He was lying without blushing and his heart was not beating. How could he have studied for so many years? He just studied randomly with his ex-girlfriend, but later he bought a book and learned casually.

As for why his paintings look so good now, he still doesn’t know. Maybe it’s because he has become more dexterous after traveling through time.

Liu Chen thought to himself, there is no way, I have to say it like this. Now that I am a teacher, I can't tell my classmates that I became clever because of time travel, right? This is not very realistic, is it? If you really say this

, why don’t others say there is something wrong with their brain?

Everyone nodded when they heard what Teacher Liu said. It is said that famous teachers produce great students. If the teachers are so good, the students they teach will not be bad.

"Teacher, please help me see how my painting is doing?" Li Cai raised his hand and said.

Liu Chen asked Li Cai to hold one of his paintings and walked up to Liu Chen. Liu Chen then clipped Li Caiyi's painting to the blackboard.

Liu Chen looked at Li Caiyi's painting. In fact, her painting was pretty good. The softness of the lines, the detail and clarity of the partial pictures, and the overall feeling were also very good. The fidelity was also very good. The overall

The perspective effect is also very good, and the relationship between light and dark is very good. The only drawback is that some details are a bit lacking. The shape is good, but there is still a little bit of spiritual resemblance.

After hearing Liu Chen's comments, Li Cai nodded repeatedly, saying that this was indeed what he drew.

"Thank you, teacher. I understand. I will definitely pay attention to it next time."

"It's okay. You can practice more when you go back. You will definitely improve in the future."

Li Caiyi nodded again.

Several students here raised their hands, all wanting Liu Chen to help see how they were doing.

Liu Chen saw that there were quite a few people raising their hands, so he casually clicked on someone, asked her to stand up, and took her drawing to the blackboard in front of her.

At this time, Liu Chen did not comment himself, but asked the students below to raise their hands to comment.

"Students, look at this painting. Where is it good and where is it imperfect?"

When everyone heard what Liu Chen said, they all became energetic and raised their hands high.

"Okay, let me tell you about the fifth student from the last."

The person who was called was a boy. He didn't pay attention to the lecture just now. He seemed a little sleepy and closed his eyes from time to time. However, he was afraid that Liu Chen would call his name, so he forced himself to open them again.

"Teacher, I...I..."

Liu Chen has a way to deal with such people. Although he has never been a teacher, he is a top student after all. He has often been trained by teachers before, so he can just follow the example.

"Okay, come on, classmates, give this classmate a round of applause and let him comment."

"Papa..."

There was warm applause from below.

"Teacher, I think her paintings are very beautiful, better than mine."

"Pfft"

"Ha ha"

The whole crowd burst into laughter.

Liu Chen almost couldn't hold it back, but Liu Chen thought that he was a teacher now, so he had to hold it back no matter what.

"Well, then come up and let everyone see how you are doing in your painting?"

This boy’s name is Zhu Xiaofat. He is fat and has a big head and big ears. Judging from the conditions at home, it is very good. Otherwise, in this era, everyone is short of food and drink, so he would not be so fat, right?

"Xiao Fei, the teacher asked you to come up with your painting."

"Stop making trouble, I got it."

I saw Zhu Xiaofei shaking his body, holding the painting he had drawn, staggering to Liu Chen's side, and gave the painting in his hand to Liu Chen.

Liu Chen took the painting, took a look at it, and tried his best not to laugh.

I saw that Zhu Xiaofei drew a girl with braids. The hairpin on her head is very beautiful and her clothes are also very beautiful.

Liu Chen was also puzzled. Wasn't he asked to draw a pickle jar? Why did he draw a girl?

Liu Chen glanced at it with his eyes. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't know who he was painting.

You can't blame Liu Chen, the main reason is that Zhu Xiaofa's painting is really not good-looking, and most of the girls in this era have two big braids, so the recognition is really low.

"What's your drawing like?"

Liu Chen looked at it for a long time, it was really...

Forget it, after all, you have to save some face for others, right?

"Teacher, how do you think my painting is? It just doesn't look like it."

"Ha ha……"

Zhu Xiaofei clipped the painting onto the black book and stared at Dong Nianci with admiration in his eyes.

Liu Chen looked at Zhu Xiaofei's eyes and realized that the painting he drew seemed to be Dong Nianci, and half of this was his own guess.

"Xiao Fei, you need to practice your painting skills. Is your painting of Dong Nianci? It doesn't look like him at all."

"Go aside and don't make any noise."

Zhu Xiaofei glared at his classmates while looking at Dong Nianci.

Dong Nianci felt a little embarrassed by everyone's remarks, and her face immediately turned red.

Zhu Xiaofei was in the same class as Dong Nianci, and his family was a pig butcher. He had always liked Dong Nianci, but it was a pity that Dong Nianci didn't like him at all and didn't bother to pay attention to him at all.

In this era, although everyone likes them, they are not as blatantly pursuing people as in later generations. People in this era still express their feelings towards the people they like very implicitly. They are afraid that the other person will not know, they are afraid that the other person will know, and they are even more afraid that the other person will know.

Pretending not to know.

Dong Nianci is not a fool. It’s not that she doesn’t know what Zhu Xiaofei is thinking. It’s just that she really doesn’t like Zhu Xiaofei. If grandma hadn’t often asked her to buy pork, he would have told his father to keep the good ones for Dong Nianci.

Meat, she really doesn't want to care about him. Mainly in this era, big fat meat is a good thing, a good thing.

If you don’t have any acquaintances and want to buy good fat meat, it’s generally not easy to do so.

"Okay, be quiet for a moment. Your painting is actually very good. When you go back in the future, you can draw better lines, better light and shade, and... these are all done. Your painting

It’s still pretty good.”

"Teacher, do you think my painting is okay? You said I am good at painting."

Zhu Xiaofei shouted excitedly after hearing Liu Chen's compliment.

He doesn't particularly like painting. He mainly knew that Dong Nianci would come to paint today, so he came with him. In fact, he really didn't have any interest in painting.

Liu Chen suddenly praised him, and he felt so happy. Maybe he is also a genius in painting. Maybe he can paint as well as Dong Nianci in the future. This painting is still very good.

, firstly, I can study with the people I like, and secondly, I am not sure I can become a painter in the future.

"Okay, you go back and practice hard."

"Thank you teacher, I brought you a big piece of fat meat and some pig head meat and put them over there."

"Ha ha"

"Pfft"

Liu Chen thought to himself, no wonder he smelled the smell of raw meat here. It turned out to be this kid who brought it.

Now that you have brought it, accept it. This guy is interesting. It will be easier to buy meat to eat in the future.

"Okay, next, who will comment?"

"Teacher, I'll come."

"Okay, come on."

I saw another girl with two big pigtails, wearing a floral shirt and blue pants, stood up, looked at the painting on the blackboard and said: "I feel that he handles the light and shade and lines very well.

It’s just that the details are not handled well. If I paint a little more at the bottom and adjust the brightness and darkness, this painting will definitely be very good.”
To be continued...