Sculpture teaching building.

Unlike the art department, the art department can at least make up a few tables of mahjong, but the sculpture department can't even get a Landlord.

Ye Chen, the only student in the sculpture department in recent years, is very low-key, addicted to stone sculpture and companion with stone sculpture all day long.

So many students and teachers don’t know that there is such a person in Zhongyi.

In the practice room, Ye Chen was holding a file in his hand and constantly hitting the stones. His eyes were extremely focused and serious, and his arms were solid.

Sculpture can be said to be a physical work, which requires great strength to the upper limbs, otherwise the body would not be able to withstand the chiseling thousands of times a day.

A few hours passed, and Ye Chen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The original huge rock in front of me has gradually taken a trace of the prototype of a character. Judging from the half-appearing hair length, it should be a woman.

"I feel more and more convenient recently. Is it because my foundation is solid and I finally entered the next level?"

Ye Chen looked at his calloused hands and couldn't help but recall what the teacher had said before.

"You just need to go through a lot of hard work and repeat it continuously until one day you will feel enlightened."

"This means that you can design stone sculptures according to your own ideas."

"Before this, don't think, don't think, just keep imitating the works of your predecessors."

"Wait until the day when you really feel it, you will know."

Ye Chen murmured for a moment, and suddenly smiled brightly.

Teacher, I finally found the feeling you said!

"Eat and rest for an hour to continue."

Ye Chen rubbed his slightly sore arms and turned around and left the practice room.

In the empty and silent room, there was only an unfinished human-shaped stone sculpture and gravel all over the ground.

Suddenly, the light flowed, and the eyes on this stone sculpture began to become agile, as if they had come alive.

The faint laughter began to echo in the room, like a ghost.

......

Inside the principal's office.

At this time, Wan Xin and Director Tang had left, and the old principal was constantly wielding ink in his hand.

After a long time, the old principal took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I'm old, so old."

"It is not that easy to unite the mind and mind..."

Suddenly, a golden light suddenly appeared in the rice paper in front of him. The words on it seemed to be given life, and they actually left the paper and hung in the air, Zou Zou Shenghui.

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

The old principal laughed, for the first time in his life, he laughed so happily.

Looking at the ink words in the air, he murmured to himself.

"Hold the pen as a tool,"

"Use ink as the tip."

"Is it profitable?"

.........

Baixiu City, Qingshui Bay.

When Qin Ming returned home, the walls that were broken by the law enforcement team had been completely restored, and even the decorations in the house were restored to their original state.

“Is this the service in the wealthy area?”

"Even if the residents don't have to ask, the property will arrange everything very considerately."

Qin Ming once again lamented the benefits of rich people.

"Wait, it seems that it's not me here. Do you want to buy one?"

He suddenly found a problem. It seemed that Director Tang bought it and lent it to himself.

In a sense, this is also being kept by Director Tang.

"Forget it, there's no need, I'd better save some money."

"Although it's not your own money, you can't spend it indiscriminately."

With this idea in mind, Qin Ming temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​buying a house for himself here.

"I heard that the villa in the west of the city is almost finished. I'll go and have a look and get a set."

At this time, Xiaohong sat in the room with expressionless expression on her face. When she saw Qin Ming coming back after opening the door, she nodded and turned around and returned to the bedroom.

"Bang!"

The door of the room was closed, venting his dissatisfaction.

"I think you offended Xiaohong very much." Li Yan's voice came, with a teasing.

"You care, go after your drama." Qin Ming returned angrily.

Since the spiritual space can be stored at will, the biggest beneficiary is actually Li Yan.

This guy actually wanted to move into a home theater directly to facilitate his own drama...

Of course Qin Ming is...

Agree.

It just so happened that this guy was spared that he had nothing to do and he bothered himself.

"It's good that you're happy, but if you want me to say that you're angry, don't torture Xiaohong. This is our infinite arsenal." Li Yan stopped talking after he said that.

He followed Qin Ming for the longest time and knew him very well.

The incident a few days ago made both of them both upset. He solved it by watching the drama, but Qin Ming has never been a human being.

You have to torture others to make yourself satisfied.

No wonder a whip condenses,

Bah, this is a perverted state.

"You're talking nonsense, I'm just thinking about her body."

"Look at how fat she has been during this period."

"It's almost F."

Li Yan: "???"

Damn, you're exposed.

After thinking about it, Qin Ming felt that what Li Yan said made sense, and that he was indeed affected by his mood in this matter.

However, those unlucky guys just now took the initiative to come to the door to vent themselves, and now they feel much better.

"Xiaohong!" Qin Ming yelled at Xiaohong's room.

No response.

"It's time to eat!"

Still no response.

OK, it seems that Xiaohong is really angry.

"Don't care about you, eat whatever you want!"

Qin Ming just finished speaking.

"Bang!"

The door was instantly knocked open, and a red figure rushed towards Qin Ming with lightning speed and instantly threw him to the ground.

“Master is awesome!”

Feeling a softness on his chest, Qin Ming did not resist at all.

Not to mention, it's really comfortable.

"Bah, you're so shameless." Li Yan's voice sounded again.

"What's wrong with me!"

"I can't enjoy it if I beat you to death?"

Li Yan: "..."

"Do you think you still have time to enjoy now?"

"You don't know what's going on now."
To be continued...