Tanzhou is a city that never sleeps, and it is more lively at night, but this is only limited to the business districts where young people like to go, or places such as night snack cities and night snack streets. In other areas, after nine o'clock in the evening, the daylight will still recede. The hustle and bustle gradually became quieter.
Li Shi drove his Bentley Flying Spur south along the river. Although there were many vehicles on the road, he always felt that this area was exceptionally quiet. When he turned into Silver Fir Road, he felt that the surrounding area suddenly became lively.
“This is the atmosphere created by light, shadow and architecture!”
He looked out the car window at the obviously brighter street, thoughtfully.
On the road by the river just now, there are no buildings or shops on both sides of the road, and the lights are relatively dim, so even if there are a lot of cars on the road, I will have the illusion of "quietness".
This kind of feeling is also a kind of daily accumulation, which can be used in photography, painting and other art-related studies in the future.
Li Shi kept it in mind.
When I arrived at the apartment where Wu Yuan lived, before going upstairs, I took my mobile phone and sent her a message.
After going upstairs, as soon as I rang the doorbell, the door was opened immediately.
A tall nun with towering peaks stood at the entrance, holding on to the door frame. She looked at him with a blushing face under her long eyelashes.
Li Shi didn't rush in. He just stood at the door and looked at it carefully.
This mature woman in exotic clothes has a shy face, giving people a sense of enchantment that is both contradictory and harmonious. The holy black robe and sexy black silk are all worn on her curvy and enchanting body, making him feel like a werewolf. , the urge to tear open the clean white cotton cloth and see what is hidden inside.
He has always been a man of action who does whatever comes to his mind.
He immediately stepped in, closed the door with his backhand, and then stretched out his hand. The woman obediently lifted up her small, fat-free waist.
My hands were not idle either, so I loosened the zipper a little and got in to explore.
After a while, the two came to the living room, sat on the sofa and chatted about recent events.
Wu Yuan was very excited about the conversation. At first she was talking about what she had experienced during her business trip, and then gradually she started talking about her sister-in-law Wang Yuelan being blocked by her ex-husband.
While listening, Li Shi reviewed his homework - the first lesson in the basics of sketching is the practice of straightening and arranging lines.
"He used this rogue trick just to force me to give him some more property compensation. He didn't even think about it. When the hotel business was not doing well, he didn't want it! Now that I've managed the hotel well, he's doing this again. The dirty tricks are so shameless."
"I was really blind at the time. No way. The more I talked, the more angry I became. I wish I could just call him and curse him to death."
Li Shi said with a smile: "Let's fight, but Ms. Wu, you first put on a yoga pose that you can hold on to. Let's just get angry, but don't delay my study."
Wu Yuan was startled for a moment, her eyes suddenly watered when she looked at him, and most of the anger in her heart disappeared. She obediently pouted a certain part of her body in a nice and seductive pose, and then dialed her ex-husband's number.
Any sketch is composed of countless lines cleverly combined. Sketching is to use straight lines, curves, spirals, thick lines, thin lines, etc. to combine according to different situations.
The most basic of them is naturally the straight line.
Li Shi recalled the knowledge he learned in the afternoon, and then imagined that the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were holding a pencil, and even the fingertips were the pen tips, drawing on the white and smooth skin.
"When practicing elongating lines, it is better to hold the pen and paper at an angle of about 30 degrees. First make it virtual and then make it solid. Practice repeatedly."
"Short lines are generally used to express the light, dark, virtual and solid aspects of objects and the background. When practicing, the angle between the pen tip and the paper is 45 degrees, and the lines are drawn first and then solid. The length of the drawn lines must be consistent - well, the writing speed must be quick."
Li Shi practiced carefully, carefully experiencing the feel of the pen sliding on the white paper, and grasping the force needed to draw a straight line.
All actions originate from force. The size of the force, the direction of the force, the frequency and acceleration of the applied force will determine what the drawn line looks like.
Wu Yuan, who was on the phone, was already arguing.
He also began to practice short lines - the force was lighter, changing the direction of force back and forth 180 degrees, but the frequency was very fast, and he also worked hard to find the rhythm that could draw even lines.
"Ah~, you don't care what I'm doing, just give up on that and try to act like a rogue again! You're trying to be arrogant, right? Then you can try and see who can outdo whom!"
After speaking a harsh word into the phone, Wu Yuan bit her red lips and resisted the urge to curse.
But some can bear it, and some can't.
She felt like she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to hang up the phone, but it was too late.
His hands trembled and his phone dropped on the sofa.
The screen showed that the call had not been hung up, and you could vaguely hear voices coming from over there.
After more than ten seconds, the blankness in my mind receded, and my consciousness returned. I reached down and fumbled for a while, picked it up, and hung up without paying attention to the roar on the other end of the phone.
Li Shi didn't care about anything else, he just immersed himself in the sea of learning and kept thinking about the wiring exercises.
“By changing the strokes, if the pressure applied to the tip of the pen changes, you will draw lines of different shades.”
"This variety of shades creates a sense of space and volume."
"This one is deeper."
"This one is shallower."
“This—the pressure applied is sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and the resulting strokes are sometimes deep and sometimes shallow.”
"Well, that's it."
The principle is actually very simple, but applying it in sketching still requires repeated practice. During practice, the feedback of the reaction force also allows him to better grasp the force on his hand.
White paper is very elastic.
…
At around seven o'clock the next morning, Wu Yuan was woken up by a ringing bell.
She picked up the phone and looked at it, subconsciously frowning. It was her ex-husband.
hang up.
After a while, the other party called again.
Thinking that things would eventually be resolved, she clicked the call.
After a while, Wu Yuan said into the phone: "We have nothing to talk about. If you act rogue again, don't blame me for being rude!"
After hanging up, I glanced at the sofa chair in front of the bedroom window. I didn't see the expected figure. I was a little disappointed and thought, I won't leave so early.
Standing up and walking to the living room, he found Li Shi lying on the sofa looking at his mobile phone, smiling immediately.
He walked over and said, "Why are you up so early?"
Li Shi put down the phone in his hand and said, "Come and study for a while when you wake up."
Wu Yuan's red lips opened slightly, but she said nothing. She couldn't help but lean into his ear and whispered: "Teacher Li, you are simply... my god."
Li Shi couldn't help but smile, said nothing, stretched out his hand to support her soft waist, and moved her position.
After a long time, when Wu Yuan sat up and looked at the black pajamas she was wearing, Li Shi felt a little familiar. It seemed to be the same style as the red pajamas Wang Yuelan wore. Just as he was about to ask, he heard the doorbell coming from the door. and a rapid knock on the door.
Who? It was early in the morning.
Really ignorant.
(End of chapter)
