When I saw the first time the teacher was angry, I couldn't help laughing, and I automatically recalled the similar scenes when I was learning painting: crying students, angry teachers, continuous blows, from personal to total denial of oneself.
The plot in the movie is an exaggerated performance, because tension is needed to intensify and expand the conflict, but in reality, it is often not so exaggerated, at least what I have encountered is not so exaggerated.
The specific plots in the movie will not be repeated here. After all, so many people at the level of great gods are posting and popularizing them, so I don’t need to be embarrassed.
I just wanted to say a few examples around me and my own experiences to match the plot of the movie.
I am a student of fine arts, and one of many students who study art, and used to be.
After so many years of professional + non-professional painting training, I have a simple understanding of some aspects of art, which is why when I saw the film, the devil teacher said, "The worst thing in this world is good job" would agree with him very much, because compliments such as "good, ok, awesome, ok" are really useless, and they really make people feel complacency for art students. So when the devil teacher copied the male lead and lost the chair in the rehearsal room, I thought of my teacher before the art test. At that time, he directly smashed the drawing boards of the students who were still drawing. Yes, the drawing boards were still in front of the students at that time. On the easel with sketch paper stuck on it, he was still drawing at the time, our teacher couldn't stand it anymore, he stepped forward and kicked the drawing board off the easel. The student and the people around him were the same. The teacher also scolded and stepped on the sketch paper that had been torn with the drawing board, saying that the student should get out of the way immediately, don't waste paper and family money, etc.
A strict teacher produces a high-level apprentice. Sometimes this sentence is really true, at least in my opinion now. During that time, although I was often beaten and insulted by the teacher, the facts proved that our group of people did indeed become more powerful.
Kicks on the drawing board became more frequent in the weeks leading up to the art exam. Often a row of paintings was placed in the corner of the wall, and the teacher kicked it straight away when he was upset, or he scolded us in anger. "Incompetence, waste, waste paint, rubbish, cannon fodder, manure machines" etc. Crying. At that time, many people were often scolded and cried by him, but later, I gradually discovered that the people who came under his mouth would have an extraordinary ability to withstand blows in the future.
Of course, there are also teachers who don't scold others. They say "yes, okay, keep working hard" all day long. That's actually even scarier. There is a female teacher with super ability. She is generally kind to students and rarely speaks loudly. But once the students in her class didn't hand in enough sketching assignments on time, she was furious and yelled, the windows of the whole floor trembled, and the students in their class were also pale with fright, and they drew carefully without the air.
There is a little fat man in the film who committed suicide later, because he couldn't stand the blow, and the male protagonist was also beaten into the devil. In fact, there are many such examples in the pre-exam class.
Those who study art and become obsessed with people.
a male, from Northeast China, funny and humorous, loves to draw, repeats reading for many years, and is about to go to CAFA Oil Paintings. The first time I saw him, he was quite normal, with short hair and full of energy. Later, he kept painting and asked teachers to change it. But he made little progress. Gradually, some teachers said behind his back that his painting was over and there was no room for further development. He also became reticent. Later, he locked himself in the dormitory and copied fan paintings, sometimes in the studio. , he has gone to an extreme. At first, when we left the studio at 1-2 o'clock in the evening, he was still painting, saying hello to us and continuing to work hard. At 7 o'clock in the morning, I went to the studio to see him Still there, when I asked him why he got up so early, he looked up with bloodshot eyes and asked me: "It's dawn." Then he continued to paint. He often painted all night like this. In the end, the whole person became numb. He walked with swaying, black eyes, long hair, and was dirty. He would hold the painting every once in a while. When I went to the teacher to see it, the teacher's evaluation was not high, because he couldn't learn anything from copying, and he always went back to his old way. A few days before the art exam, he didn't know how the excitement started. He grinned at everyone he saw, the kind that was scary, his eyes were bloodshot, his hair was greasy, and he was good at it. Must be able to pass.
Later, he still failed the exam and repeated the study.
B male, from Shandong, is also a repeat student. His style is always a very strange style, which is different from the academic school. At that time, our teacher always scolded him, saying that he was wasting his parents' money and persuaded him He changed his career to learn something else, didn't have the talent for art, etc. He didn't cry, just kept his head down and continued to paint, until one time, when he was painting a bust in oil painting, he suddenly shouted and pulled himself with the spatula in his hand. The canvas in front of him poked a big hole, then tore it open, and kept hitting the easel. The whole person was insane. The classmates around him were scared and avoided. Later, the teacher talked to him and didn't know what to say, but since then the teacher never scolded him again. Of course, his painting still didn't make much progress.
C man, I don't know where he is from. The peculiarity of this man is that he always carries a sketchbook when he goes out, and he often goes to places like Beijing Railway Station or Beijing West Railway Station to draw sketches. One painting is one night. , he also paints while eating, he even dictates the people around him when he takes a bath, and he also adds paint to his jeans. Anyone who has painted oil paintings knows that paint can only be used when it is mixed with turpentine or blending oil. Usually, the color is done on a palette or glass plate, but this person later found it troublesome to squeeze paint directly on his jeans, squeeze paint on his thighs, and paint oil paintings with turpentine to mix colors. It feels like performance art. The man later went to Nortel.
D man, this person is a person who can't stand the blow. It's very interesting that he was inadvertently said a few words by the teacher because of his painting. Some classmates praised him against his will, gave him confidence and let him stay.
At that time, some of our teachers were really cheap. One of the teachers asked me to do fan painting when he saw me for the first time. While I was painting, he used me as a negative teaching material to attack and ridicule. I succeeded in shutting him up, and I also changed from a scumbag to a scholar, from copying other people's fan paintings to others copying mine. Of course, the road is very painful, and I often dream of it. When I was thinking about how to draw, my fingers were never clean at that time, and I focused on drawing, as crazy and dedicated as the male protagonist in the film. But no blackening.
I think this is due to the fact that when we left that environment, we were full of resentment and unease, but when we got to the exam room, we looked around and realized that we were the strongest among them. The self-confidence that came from swept away the original anger, and in exchange was a kind of almost arrogant self-confidence, "Children, let Lao Tzu come to do model painting for you and tell you what painting is."
Finally, When I stood in the position of the teacher and looked at the children who had just embarked on the path of learning and art, I suddenly understood why our teacher was so angry at that time that he would kick the drawing board and tear it off. Students' paintings and even insulting students.
In the end, I became one of them too.
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