lcionline 045 I'll start instructing you today.
045 I'll start instructing you today.
When Wang Zhe and Jiang Di arrived, Song Zhiyi had already prepared a math test paper and draft paper.
"Xiao Di, come quick, today we're going to tackle solid geometry."
Song Zhiyi spoke gently, but Jiang Di looked bitter and resentful.
Also in the study, Wang Zhe rummaged around familiarly and found several pencils, a stack of A4 printing paper, and two erasers.
He pulled a chair from the restaurant and sat on the other side of the table, right next to the two girls.
"What are you going to do?" Jiang Di asked, biting the pen handle and watching Wang Zhe's actions with curiosity.
While skillfully sharpening a pencil with a utility knife, Wang Zhe said, "Teacher Song will explain the problems to you, and I will give Teacher Song a lesson."
"Huh?" Jiang Di was dumbfounded.
Song Zhiyi explained with a smile, "Wang Zhe and I were both admitted to the architecture department of the University of Hong Kong-Shanghai. He said that this major requires artistic skills, so he suggested that I also practice sketching."
Jiang Di glanced at Wang Zhe, then at Song Zhiyi, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes: "You're both going to Shanghai and Hong Kong, and you're even in the same department..."
In that instant, a sense of crisis surged into my heart again.
"Don't daydream, look at the questions," Song Zhiyi tapped the table. "As long as you study hard, you can get into a university in Shanghai or Hong Kong in the future. Even if you're not in the same school, it'll be convenient for you two to date since you're in the same city."
Jiang Di took a deep breath and continued to look down at the questions.
By this time, Wang Zhe had already sharpened the pencil.
He laid a sheet of white paper on the table, holding a pencil in his hand. He didn't hold the pencil like an ordinary person would, but rather used a very professional horizontal grip, with his wrist suspended in the air.
"The core of sketching is light and shadow and perspective."
Wang Zhe's voice became serious.
"First, you need to understand what perspective is. One-point perspective, two-point perspective, three-point perspective..."
He casually drew a cube on the paper.
A few simple lines, yet so straight and precise. No ruler is needed; the three-dimensional effect leaps off the paper.
"Look, this is the horizon line, this is the vanishing point. All parallel lines eventually converge at this point visually..."
Next, he drew a cylinder and then started hatching.
rustling sounds...
The sound of a pencil rubbing against paper is very rhythmic.
Wang Zhe's hand was steady, and the lines he drew were fine, even, and with natural transitions between light and dark. In the blink of an eye, a cylinder that was originally flat had a line of light and shadow, reflections, and shadows, as if it were really standing on the paper.
In my previous life, I was an architect. Although I mostly used computers to draw, this level of freehand drawing was still a basic skill.
Song Zhiyi watched from the side with her eyes wide open.
Although she was a top student, she was a complete novice when it came to drawing. Seeing Wang Zhe's smooth and effortless movements, she felt a surge of admiration.
"You call this... self-taught?" Song Zhiyi couldn't help but ask, "These lines are so steady! It feels like you've been practicing for years."
"Maybe I have some talent," Wang Zhe boasted without batting an eye, "and I've been practicing quite a bit lately."
Meanwhile, Jiang Di on the other side had long since forgotten about solid geometry.
She rested her chin on her hand, gazing intently at Wang Zhe's focused profile, then at the magically appearing 3D shape on the paper.
"Amazing..." Jiang Di murmured to himself.
She used to think Wang Zhe was just a bookworm who did well in his studies, then she thought he was a gambling god who knew how to make money, and now she's actually a self-taught painting genius?
How many more surprises is this boy hiding?
"Look, this is the highlight, this is the mid-tone, this is the shadow..." Wang Zhe pointed to the finished cylinder and explained to Song Zhiyi, "When you draw, you should start from the whole and work your way up to the details. Don't focus on one corner. You try it too, draw a cube first."
After saying that, Wang Zhe handed the pen to Song Zhiyi.
Song Zhiyi took the pen and began to try.
However, her brushstrokes were clearly clumsy, indicating she was a novice.
Wang Zhe stood behind her, occasionally leaning over to correct her pen-holding posture or pointing out the direction of the lines.
Logically speaking, a scene like this, where someone is being taught to draw, could easily appear ambiguous. However, Wang Zhe was very mindful of maintaining a distance and didn't personally instruct Song Zhiyi. Even with Jiang Di watching from the side, no one could find fault with it.
But Jiang Di had lost all interest in doing the problems. Watching Wang Zhe's lesson, she suddenly asked, "How do you know so much?!"
Song Zhiyi also said, "I've known him for so long, and I never knew he could draw. He used to even sleep through art class!"
Faced with the admiring gazes of the two beautiful girls, Wang Zhe simply said calmly, "Like I said, I've been studying on my own recently. It's to prepare for university, you know, it's called being prepared for a rainy day."
"Is it really for going to university?"
Jiang Di suddenly blinked her big eyes, as if she had thought of some key clue, and her eyes suddenly became bright and even a little hot.
"Is it...is it after I took you to the tattoo shop last time that you started teaching yourself to draw?"
Wang Zhe was stunned for a moment.
Tattoo shop?
He thought about it, and the timeline did seem to be about the same. He went to the tattoo shop a few days after the college entrance exam, and now it was a month later.
"Uh...I guess so." Wang Zhe nodded, admitting it casually without giving it much thought.
However, as soon as he nodded, he saw that Jiang Di's eyes almost lit up.
The girl's imagination ran wild—he must have practiced drawing so he could design better patterns for her in the future, or to better understand her preferences! Maybe… he even wants to tattoo his mark on her body someday? Wow, that's so romantic!
Although Wang Zhe didn't know what Jiang Di was thinking, he couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw her flushed face and tear-filled eyes.
He realized that this girl had definitely misunderstood.
Wang Zhe interrupted her thoughts and urged, "Don't get distracted, hurry up and finish those questions Song Zhiyi just gave you."
"Yes, sir!"
Jiang Di picked up her pen again, this time with high spirits, as if those tedious geometry problems had become a test of love.
Watching this scene, Song Zhiyi glanced thoughtfully at Wang Zhe, then at Jiang Di, who had suddenly become full of fighting spirit.
"Tattoo shop?" She silently noted this keyword in her mind.
It seems there are some stories I don't know yet.
The rest of the time, Wang Zhe continued to teach Song Zhiyi. When Song Zhiyi got tired of studying, he would switch gears and explain problems to Jiang Di.
Around noon, Wang Zhe took out his phone and glanced at the stock market news as usual, then suddenly froze.
[Wasu Media's consecutive limit-up days came to an end, with a significant increase in trading volume today! The most recent trading price was 9.95 yuan...]
Wang Zhe perked up and immediately stood up, saying, "You guys continue studying, I need to go home for a bit, I have something to do."
After several consecutive days of limit-up gains, he finally got a chance to enter the market, how could he miss it!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.