Xia Xiaodong picked up the charcoal pencil, brushed it a few times, and drew a schematic diagram of a woman's form.
He also drew a vertical line next to the woman as a scale.
"Well, the ratio of the body to the head of an ordinary person is generally six to one."
Xia Xiaodong said, while cutting off the scale into equal parts, "Girls are slightly shorter, but the proportions generally remain the same."
Xia Xiaodong said, adding a few more strokes to the full-length portrait of the woman, adding simple facial features to make it look more vivid.
Such sketching skills are very easy for her.
"What I don't understand is why all your previous figures were drawn at a ratio of five to one.
This would make the head look a bit big."
Xia Xiaodong asked sincerely: "Can Tang Jieyuan Clear my doubts” Tang Jieyuan obviously couldn't solve the puzzle, because he looked red-headed and flushed, as if he had a heatstroke.
Let alone solving the puzzle, whether he could speak or not was a problem.
Xia Xiaodong was surprised to see that the sky was not bright and the sun was not strong, and he also looked at Tang Guanyi's clothes, which were not too many.
In order to show their openness and selflessness, the two spoke in the courtyard.
Xia Xiaodong had already had tables and chairs set up under the big tree in the courtyard, where he often wrote and read.
Of course, we should make full use of such a natural and pollution-free environment.
It is so boring to be stuck in the house all the time, and the lighting is still poor.
This kind of setting is also suitable for receiving guests.
The people serving were all standing far away, so they could see but not hear.
How convenient.
How could Tang Guanyi suffer from heatstroke in the yard in autumn?
"Tang Jieyuan?"
Now I can only tell lies with my eyes open.
"No, no need."
Tang Guanyi's face turned redder and redder, and he kept saying no, but his eyes looked at the sky, the ground, the trees, the flowers, but he didn't dare to look at Xia Xiaodong.
What was wrong with this person?
Xia Xiaodong had to put aside the issue of proportions in painting.
"Also, would it be better if we added some three-dimensional effect?"
Xia Xiaodong said this, just thinking that saying something would be better than watching Tang Guanyi keep moving closer to the big red shrimp.
"Sense of three-dimensionality" Sure enough, when it comes to other things, Tang Guanyi is much more normal.
"Well, that's it."
Xia Xiaodong changed a piece of paper and drew a circle on it.
"For example, this is a bead that a girl wears on her head, or a pom-pom that a child kicks."
Xia Xiaodong pointed to the circle and said, "Usually it is painted like this, maybe with some decorations."
"Well, not bad."
Tang Guanyi gradually recovered.
Although he still dared not look at Xia Xiaodong, he could at least speak: "If it is a pearl worn on the head, the best color is frost color, with a little bit of yellow.
If it is When drawing a picture of a child, the pompoms should be made of five colors.”
Not knowing what he was trying to hide, Tang Guan kept talking and explained the color matching in detail one by one.
Xia Xiaodong really didn't know these things.
She learned painting purely for leisure.
She only learned sketching and not even the basic techniques of oil painting, so she nodded with gusto.
"What did you mean by that three-dimensional feeling just now?"
After talking about it for a while, Tang Guanyi remembered the original question.
"Well, that's it."
Xia Xiaodong used charcoal to deeply process the original circle.
For the sake of speed, he ignored the details and just separated the layers of black and white and gray, leaving reflective points and adding some shadows.
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A round ball appears on the paper.
Tang Guan unconsciously moved closer, looked at it again and again, and even took the piece of paper over, looked at it sideways, and then turned it over to look at the back.
Come on, that's a piece of paper, not a real ball.
"Maybe this is okay."
The ball picture was taken away by Tang Guanyi, and naturally the woman's picture at the bottom became the top one.
Xia Xiaodong painted some shadows on the woman's nose, chin, waist, etc., and created a highlight effect on her forehead, cheeks, shoulders, etc.
Xia Xiaodong is quite satisfied with the effect of the slimming.
"This is what is called three-dimensional.
You see, the body seems to be alive.
Well, it has layers and is not so flat."
Xia Xiaodong reached out and made two gestures on the painting, feeling that the language gap was quite troublesome.
Tang Guanyi was silent again.
"What's wrong with you?"
He couldn't continue to deal with it.
Xia Xiaodong asked directly: "Now I keep talking, sometimes I don't say a word, sometimes I blush and sometimes my face turns pale.
Is what I said wrong?"
Is it too subversive that Comrade Tang Jieyuan cannot accept?
"That, that" Tang Guanyi's unruly image has long been a thing of the past.
Somehow, he still stuttered: "No, no, it's not wrong."
Xia Xiaodong gave him a look of contempt.
What qualities are there?
I can’t even explain them in words.
"How can you draw erotic pictures?"
Tang Guanyi suddenly became fluent, probably stimulated by this look.
Chunsha and Xia Xiaodong were confused.
They looked at what they had drawn and thought, uh, does this count for that?
It's just a schematic diagram of a woman.
The lines are not complicated, and the key parts are only touched with one or two strokes.
This can be considered a spring.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Xia Xiaodong quickly tried to change Tang Guanyi's mind, "You are a talented person who is proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting, so why are you so dirty in your mind?
Well, there are only women and no men, how can you count?
Woolen cloth" It's not that I can't speak out, it's mainly that I need to take into account Tang Guanyi's ability to accept it.
Having a girl but not a boy doesn't count.
Tang Guanyi was so shocked by Xia Xiaodong's excuse that he was too embarrassed to continue the topic.
He was stunned for a long time, but finally put the ball in his hand back on the table and put the woman The pattern is covered so that we can continue to discuss the topic of three-dimensionality.
Fortunately, the three-dimensional effect is still very shocking.
Tang Guanyi soon became immersed in the discussion of painting techniques.
He even accepted Xia Xiaodong's claim that he had no master to teach him and just painted a few strokes casually without questioning it.
This kind of painting has never been seen before, and even if you want to question it, there is no way to question it.
It is true.
After sending Tang Guanyi away, Xia Xiaodong immediately rolled up the painting at the bottom and kept it for himself.
I’d better be cautious in the future and don’t draw such subjects casually.
"Qiujuan," Xia Xiaodong remembered something again and waved to Qiujuan: "I need a tough, wear-resistant and beautiful rope.
Please help me think about what kind of rope is suitable."
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Tough and wear-resistant, but also good-looking, these two things seem to be a bit incompatible.
Qiujuan thought for a while, then ran to get a roll of leather rope
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