Chapter 121 Sketch
"Okay, thank you, Teacher Yao."

Cen Li was very happy to be recognized, especially in art, although there was a slight suspicion of cheating.

When it was time to leave school, Cen Li said goodbye to Teacher Yao and went home.

Because there was no car, Cen Li walked back on foot. She had already memorized the way when she came here just now.

It's just that the distance is a bit long, and it will take about 10 minutes to walk back.

"Xiao Li, why did you walk back by yourself?" Just after walking for a while, I met Huang Xiulan who was riding a small cart on the road, "Didn't Mom say that I will pick you up after school?"

"Ah, did you say that?" Cen Li was stunned for a moment, then patted her head in embarrassment, "Maybe she was too serious about painting, so I didn't hear it."

"You kid, come up quickly." Huang Xiulan shook her head with a smile, and said while riding, "Little Li, you will come to learn art in the future, why don't you buy a bicycle for you, so that you can go out in the future? convenient."

"But I heard that bicycles are expensive." Cen Li hesitated.

Although bicycles at this time were not considered luxury goods, they were still valuables, costing one or two hundred apiece.

You know, Huang Xiulan's income from odd jobs is only more than 200 yuan a month, and a bicycle is directly spent.

"You just need to study hard, a child, and do what you want with the money." Huang Xiulan said angrily, and then laughed, "Mom secretly told you that our family's savings have broken through [-] now, and we can afford bicycles."

"Really, thank you, Mom!" Cen Li was also very pleasantly surprised when he heard so much money, and hugged Huang Xiulan tightly without refusing to act coquettishly, "Mom, you are really the best mother in the world."

The bicycle is durable, and she can use it when she goes to junior high school or wherever she goes. It would be more convenient to have one.

"You child, you can say nice things to coax your mother." That's what she said, but Huang Xiulan's face was full of smiles.

If there are other people's children, her daughter should also have them.

After going home for lunch and resting for a while, Cen Li couldn't wait to rush to the training class.

This time, Teacher Yao brought Cen Li a still life structure sketch book, and let her copy it.

"When you draw, don't rush to write. Observe first." Teacher Yao pointed to the book and said, "First of all, you should look at its composition, and secondly, the proportion of each object. These need to be measured before drawing. Make sure everything fits inside the paper."

"Yeah, I understand teacher." Cen Li listened carefully.

"Okay, then the way to hold the pen is different from when you write."

Teacher Yao continued to demonstrate while explaining, "This drawing board has to be placed upright on the thigh. When holding the pen, the palm of the hand should be turned up. The pen should be placed on the index finger, and then the thumb should be fastened."

Cen Li doesn't know about holding a pen. After all, she was self-taught in her previous life, so she has been lying on the table and drawing, and has never drawn a sketch. Too many professional details are not clear.

So, she quickly took a pen and started to learn.

"That's right, and when the little finger is on top, you can draw a closer line and hold the pen slightly forward." Teacher Yao nodded and continued to explain, "When the little finger is back, you can hold the end of the pen, Handy for elongating lines and laying down large areas of shade."

(End of this chapter)

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