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Chihiro Ishiguro, who is in charge of art at Hakuin High School, is an art teacher with a good reputation.

It is said that in the past few years, Chihiro Ishiguro has led a team to teach many gold and silver prize winners in the Tokyo Youth Painting Competition student group. He has good connections in the industry and can be said to be a powerful person.

"Classmate, why did you come to the art department?"

While he was thinking about how to integrate into the atmosphere of the Art Club, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

He turned around and saw two students, a boy and a girl, standing behind him.

Asaha Kazama showed an apologetic expression on his face, stepped aside, and said softly: "Sorry, I'm just a little interested in painting, so I wanted to come and see what's going on in the art department."

When the male student heard this, his eyes lit up, he patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Those who like art must be good people! Come on, come on,

I'll take you in and have a look. Our art department is quite interesting. "

As he said this, he excitedly took Asaha Kazama's hand and pulled him into the club.

As soon as he entered, the boy shouted to the teacher Chihiro Ishiguro who was sitting on the desk:

"Teacher, I helped you kidnap a good-looking model!"

Asaha Kazama:

Good guy, he originally wanted to get a feel for the art department, but why did he become a model like this?

"Osawa, put your hand down. You are also the director of the art department. What do you mean by yelling in front of your juniors?" Teacher Ishiguro snorted.

He turned to look at Asaha Kazama.

Forget it if you don't look at it. After looking at it, his eyes immediately lit up and he added: "Your aesthetics are indeed online, but I don't think this classmate has any intention of being a model for you."

Asaba Kazama nodded and said: "Sorry, I was just outside the door. I wanted to see the situation in the art department and was considering whether to join the club."

Chihiro Ishiguro glanced at Asaba Kazama and said in a low voice: "There are not many requirements for joining the Art Club. Have you gotten to know the Art Club before coming?"

Asaha Kazama nodded.

The art department of Baiyin High School is not so much a club as it is a [directed training art class].

During students' normal class time, members of the art class will learn painting under the guidance of Chihiro Ishiguro, with the goal of sprinting to the Gossan School of Japan University of Art——

Tokyo University of the Arts, Musashino Art University, Tama Art University.

The students in the art class are highly overlapped with the members of the art department.

With the permission of Chihiro Ishiguro, who was in charge of the art class, the venue of the art class was transformed after school and became the home court of the art club.

"Teacher Ishiguro, I came here this time because I heard that the Tokyo Youth Painting Competition will soon start submissions recently, and I would like to inquire about your submission needs."

Chihiro Ishiguro was stunned for a moment and looked him up and down: "Are you serious? Without a solid foundation in painting, your submission will be reduced to a foil."

He was too embarrassed to say what was on his mind directly.

Asaba Kazama's student card is for a second-year student, which means it has been almost two years since he entered Hakuin High School.

Nearly two years have not left any impression on him, who is in charge of art. He doubts whether the child's art skills are zero.

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Chihiro Ishiguro was speechless for a moment.

If it weren't for the fact that the child looked better-looking and had a nicer voice, he might have refused directly.

“It’s not impossible to help you sign up and submit.”

After pondering for a moment, Ishiguro Chihiro decided not to dampen the child's enthusiasm, but proactively said, "When you came to school, did you bring your work with you?"

"I didn't bring it. I used a digital tablet before. Otherwise, can I use the paints from my seniors?"

There was a good-natured chuckle from within the art department.

They didn't feel that Qianyu Kazama offended them, after all, the junior student looked really relaxed and happy at first glance.

So I just thought that he was deliberately trying to make them happy. Even the girl who just walked in with him waved her hand:

"Hihi~ Use my paint, I just haven't started writing yet."

Chihiro Ishiguro was speechless.

Come on, it’s exactly what he thought, he really has no basis in painting.

There is a huge gap between drawing with a digital tablet and drawing directly in reality.

It's just that he didn't know that Qianyu Kazama had the money to buy paints, so he could visit with his works, so why bother to paint on the spot?

Asaha Kazama did not refuse the girl's kindness, but just walked straight to the corner where she was.

As he approached, the expression on the originally lively girl's face changed slightly.

No, this little boy is too good-looking.

She subconsciously took a step back and gave way.

Asaba Kazama nodded towards her and said softly: "You must be Senior Sister Xiaoxi who won the silver medal in the Youth Painting Competition last year. I have seen your photo on the honor column."

Senior Sister Xiaoxi was a little surprised and said blankly: "Even if you praise me like this, I won't be happy!"

"Then, let me borrow your paintbrush for now. Don't worry, it won't waste too much time."

"Don't touch my white paint with dirty pens." Senior Sister Xiaoxi gave a friendly reminder.

Qianyu Kazama turned to her and smiled: "Okay."

"...It doesn't matter if you touch or touch." Senior Sister Xiaoxi added.

"Well, I hope I can perform better." He looked at the surrounding paint, "If it can satisfy you, Sister Xiaoxi, that would be even better."

"It's not easy to satisfy me."

"I think I can do it."

His voice was very calm, without any arrogance in his words, but his extremely calm tone gave people an unparalleled sense of confidence.

It's as if... it's as if it's natural that he can quickly gain the respect of others.

Several students on the side looked at each other and spread their hands.

This junior is so crazy!

But they quite like this character. He is an art student. If he is not crazy, it would be boring.

Of course, it's one thing to like Asaba Kazama.

Whether he thinks he can do it or not is another matter.

This guy doesn't even hold his pen right.

At this time, Qianyu Kazama's eyes were no longer on them.

Xiaoxi-senpai used gouache. Usually, the water color used in the art examination is mostly water. Compared with watercolor, which is more transparent, gouache can create a thicker color atmosphere.

Asaba Kazamaichi

It was immediately obvious that this senior Xiaoxi had entered entertainment time after class.

Gouache painting is relatively fast, and the quantity is large and cheap. For some students from poor families, it can reduce the pressure and burden.

Watercolor is more expensive, but when painting, you add water to the palette to dilute it, so it lasts longer.

But she had seen the winning works of Senior Sister Konishi at that time.

It is an oil painting.

Japanese professional painters mostly take the path of oil painting.

In fact, the gouache paint comes from his own hometown next door.

This is not a pigment with a long history, but a compromise made to meet the larger needs of painting in an era of scarcity.

Although gouache works are difficult to preserve, the price is too cheap. For poor students, it is difficult to refuse, so much so that they have now traveled across the ocean to Japan.

Qianyu Kazama didn't say much.

After he saw Rina Ishihara's talent revealed by the simulator, a strange conjecture arose in his mind.

He really didn't know much about the real life of traditional painters, and neither did Ishihara Rina, so he suspected that neither he nor Ishihara Rina had ever thought about this problem before.

That is: Is Ishihara Rina's painting talent really limited to illustrations and comics?

Chihiro Ishiguro is considered an expert in the field of traditional painting, otherwise he would not have been specially invited by Hakuin High School to train art students.

Although there is still a big gap compared to those famous people, but the vision is there...

Thinking of this, he directly picked up Mr. Xiaoxi's paintbrush, placed the flower plate next to him, and dipped a little bit of each from the already mixed paint plate. After mixing the colors, he began to paint with confidence.

First, the grass green background.

He draws quickly, with relaxed and free movements, without any sloppiness.

"Slow down, you may make mistakes if you draw too fast." Senior Sister Xiaoxi warned in a low voice.

"I can still control it."

Xiaoxi Jingzi pouted, this junior didn't want to listen to the advice.

"The color is very comfortable." She whispered while looking at Qian Yu Kazama's movements.

The students on the side subconsciously looked in the direction of the two of them.

Someone simply got up and walked over to them.

Gradually, Xiaoxi Jingzi's expression became serious.

Even someone like her, who is considered a painting veteran among students, is far from being as free and generous as he is when painting.

When adjusting colors, in order to achieve a color she is satisfied with, she may need to repeat several movements, and she must be very careful when writing.

Of course, she knew why.

Everyone knows that when painting, it is often better to show the spirituality of the painting.

But she could only be cautious, because Hui Shu Fang Qiu's painting required sufficient ability. She didn't think she had reached this level now. She really couldn't do this kind of confident painting method.

“What a beautiful use of color.”