pjbooks Chapter 17 Sketch, an explanation to myself, with a dog.
Chapter 17 Sketch, an explanation to myself, with a dog.
If you were your former self, how would you react to seeing these exam questions?
In the past few days of practice.
Cheng Wang has put himself in others' shoes and asked himself these questions more than once.
Every year, one or two exam questions are exceptionally difficult and unusual, used to filter out candidates' strengths and weaknesses.
2013 years.
Two young men suddenly appeared, becoming a turning point in the fate of this year's test takers in Shanghai.
Cheng Wang had to admit that he might forget many details.
This sketching exam question, however, is truly unforgettable.
In the following decade, people's attitudes changed dramatically.
He learned the saying, "Instead of reflecting on yourself, blame others," to prevent himself from getting bogged down in internal conflicts due to daily trivialities.
If that exam hadn't been so horrible, I would definitely be...
But after being reborn, looking back on everything I've experienced...
Be patient and examine that sketch that stumped you from the perspective of someone in the industry.
is it hard?
Not difficult.
It's simpler than any business paper.
The sketches I draw capture the figures' shapes, expressions, and clothing details.
Everything is under control; as soon as one action is taken, the next one immediately follows.
Skill and freehand expression.
It far exceeds the level of ordinary muscle memory.
It's so simple now that I can freely switch between various painting methods without having to follow a set routine.
If it's intentional showing off, no one else in this exam room could replicate it on the spot.
But Cheng Wang had absolutely no interest in such fancy ideas.
Every stroke I make on the sketching exam paper is not meant to compete with the other candidates, but to give myself an explanation.
The first exam.
It symbolizes both a fresh start and the ability to cut off all past unpleasantness with pure fundamentals.
Compared to practicing at home.
On the contrary, when he was actually sitting in the examination room, Cheng Wang felt quite relaxed, like a skilled street artist improvising.
The calmer your mind is, the better you can achieve the desired effect.
Cheng Wang used a charcoal pencil to sketch the figure, cutting straight lines to depict the figure's dynamics, including the shoulder and hip lines, and using the side of the pencil for precise positioning.
The wrist moves, the pen moves.
Muscle memory guides the wrists, turning them towards the heads of the two people, drawing in an orderly fashion from top to bottom.
Sketching and drawing share certain commonalities; both require identifying the skeletal structure in order to accurately capture the features of a person.
Apply heavy pressure with the pen tip at the junction of the cheekbone and jawline to emphasize the area.
Then a light shadow was cast, and the expressions and features of the two men were immediately revealed.
No further effects were needed; one stroke was all it took to achieve the desired result.
His gaze shifted downwards.
Secondly, regarding clothing, if we follow the standards for the joint entrance examination, there are roughly two points to pay attention to.
1. The folds and layers of the clothing are distinct.
Second, the characters' movements are lifelike.
Although they are said to be two separate points, upon deeper understanding, they are actually inseparable.
Clothing cannot appear out of thin air; its folds and details must unfold along with the movement of the joints.
The inner sides, such as the elbows, are densely covered with lines to represent wrinkles.
The outward-protruding parts, such as the knees, are extended with a curved line.
A proper balance between density and sparseness can avoid visual fatigue while still achieving sufficient realism.
The minute hand of the clock in the examination room had not yet completed half a revolution.
Cheng Wang meticulously and methodically worked out every aspect of the sketching exam, from the overall composition to the details of the worn trouser hem, until everything was complete.
He lowered his eyes and turned his wrist, his joints making a soft cracking sound.
Fifteen minutes later, it was finished, perfectly timed.
Enough to sever all resentment from past lives.
He calmly put down his pen.
knock off.
Take down.
All in one go.
Look around the examination room.
Many students were anxiously sketching out the folds of clothing, unwilling to put down their drawing tools.
Try to create a perspective difference with the invigilator collecting the exam papers to add as much detail as possible to the picture.
The short sketching exam is always the most brutal one.
Candidates must determine the compositional framework of the entire image within a very short time.
In fact, at this stage, the fate of all the exam papers had already been decided according to the grading standards.
No amount of detail can correct a mistake that started from the beginning.
Just like skyscrapers, they cannot be built on collapsed foundations.
"If you do not put down your pen now, it will be considered a violation of the rules, and your exam score will be canceled!"
Only after the proctor's stern reprimand did the subtle scratching of pens in the classroom fall silent as the papers were collected.
Those candidates, whose expressions were clearly etched on their faces, were hit hard. It's hard to say whether their mentality will be shattered, directly affecting their performance in the next two exams.
I felt a hard object collide with my elbow.
Cheng Wang turned his head to look.
Tan Yu Guan grinned, his tone full of envy: "Cheng Wang, how did you even draw that?"
Cheng Wang didn't even look up: "It was drawn with charcoal."
"Seriously, I now truly believe that those drawings that Lao Wang showed us a few days ago were drawn by you."
Tan Yu looked up at the sky and sighed deeply.
"Weren't we about the same before? Comparison is the thief of joy. How come you suddenly have an epiphany?"
"I was a little skeptical at first, but after sitting next to you today, I think I've drawn fast enough and the quality is up to standard."
"Then the portrait was just finished, and look at you, damn, the background scene is already drawn, and you even added shadow effects. I couldn't even copy it in time."
Cheng Wang chuckled twice.
"I told you long ago, Old Wang announced that I had graduated from my apprenticeship and asked you guys to pay my tuition and give me private lessons. It's not too late to pay now. I'll give you on-the-spot tips and guarantee that your sketching score will improve by 10 points."
"hehe."
"Hey, chicken feather, are you even good at sketching?"
"If I do the math, it'll be one book just barely made the cut."
Yu Guan proudly puffed out his chest.
A few seconds passed.
His voice lowered, and his expression was quite conflicted.
"Do you really have a brilliant trick, Brother Cheng? The kind that can improve performance on the spot?"
Oh, it smells so good!
Cheng Wang pulled him close and said mysteriously, "Don't worry, you'll improve by more than 10 points when the papers are collected."
"Awesome, Brother Cheng is awesome!"
He spoke of Guan with great excitement, praising him endlessly.
There was no lie.
Cheng Wang was quite clear that if he performed at his normal level and played well, he had a real chance of getting into a top-tier university.
If you get a higher score than you did in your previous life, isn't that a kind of improvement?
That makes perfect sense!
The morning exams consist of two sessions, with short intervals between sketching and drawing. Except for going to the restroom, candidates usually do not move around freely.
Cheng Wang and Tan Yu Guan went and returned quickly, their movements swift and efficient, preparing the drawing materials for the sketching exam.
"Tan Yuguan, what the hell are you holding in your hand?"
"Sanitary napkins."
"Are you out of your mind? Can't you even tell your own gender?"
"You're the one who's out of your mind. I learned it from an online video. You can use a sanitary napkin to wipe your shadow. It works better than a tissue."
"Have you tried it?"
"No, it's embarrassing to take it out in the art studio normally, and nobody in the exam room knows me."
"You dare to bring it up without even trying it? It means you value face more than grades."
"Hey, you're right!"
When Yu Guan saw the strange looks that were gathering around him, he immediately felt a bit embarrassed.
No.
Why does nobody recognize me? I feel so ashamed!
Although it was just a casual thought, Cheng Wang's words did make a lot of sense.
In comparison, my own brilliant idea seemed utterly unreliable.
When Yu Guanqing coughed, he quickly put a sanitary napkin in his pocket, pretending to be very busy, and used a utility knife to neatly cut a slice from the corner of a square piece of rubber.
"Well, cough cough, the highlighter eraser is cut up, take it and use it."
"And this 14B, I think I cut off a bit too much, here you go, all of it."
"..."
The proctor returned to the classroom on time and read out the exam procedures.
Once you've mastered the most challenging subject, sketching, then looking at drawing exam questions is practically child's play.
Any art student who has worked hard in the art exam training would probably treat this old man's photo as a reward.
In the scope of art exams, under normal circumstances.
Men are easier to paint than women, and older people are easier to paint than younger people.
The skin of male portraits is rougher, making it easier to identify facial texture details when sculpting from a photograph.
There's no need to overemphasize delicate brushstrokes or portraying feminine characteristics; this is quite friendly to test takers whose writing style isn't particularly gentle.
The elderly, because of their wrinkles, are the easiest to draw on, and when placed next to young people, the roughness of the drawing will increase even further.
The moment I saw the exam questions.
Many candidates instantly showed relaxation and joy on their faces, emerging from the gloom of sketching.
Among this group, there are bound to be a few candidates who are too careless.
They gave away the relatively simple sketch points to the examiners for nothing.
Cheng Wang took in all the expressions and then glanced at the person beside him.
Yu Guan is eager and full of enthusiasm.
Noticing the gaze directed at him, he turned his head, winked at Cheng Wang, and was then scolded.
"Attention test takers, no whispering!"
The sketching exam lasted three hours, which was very generous.
Cheng Wang began his calligraphy with a measured pace, employing a freehand style.
The design he had practiced repeatedly, from his heart to his hand, was calmly reproduced on the exam paper as he buried himself in the drawing board.
He quickly got into the zone, and nothing else could distract him.
When I raised my head again, the picture was already close to the best effect I had envisioned.
Even if nothing is changed afterward, submitting it now will guarantee a score of 140 or higher without any doubt.
The examination room is equipped with a clock.
I took a look.
It's only been a little over two hours.
Looking at the competitors, even the ones with the highest completion rate are only just beginning to delve into the details.
Cheng Wang suddenly felt a sense of empathy. Dugu Qiubai, the character in Jin Yong's novels, longed for a defeat but could not find one. How lonely must he have felt?
Ugh.
I got too engrossed in the work and ended up finishing early.
I feel like I have nothing to do, and it's too cold to sleep, what should I do?
I need help urgently!
It's a pity it's the joint entrance exam now, not in the art studio, otherwise the difference in skill level would be disgusting. (The following sentence appears unrelated and likely refers to a separate scene: "Two hands holding a hat, showing a deep father-son bond.")
As if sensing something.
He tilted his head slightly to the side, his gaze passing over Tan Yuguan, subtly observing the examinee on the other side.
next moment.
His previously pleasant expression immediately turned into one of utter disgust.
Although it was known in advance that this part of the exam would be included, and that similar behavior could occur in art exam venues across the country.
However, I actually witnessed this scene.
That feeling of disgust still inevitably comes back.
Brothers...
There's a dog!