Usually, Teacher Zhang and Teacher Liu take turns to the studio, and the two of them appear at the same time rarely.

After all, they are university teachers themselves, with more and less courses, and are full of uncertainties. Putting aside the two majors and rigors, they are far inferior to those art teachers who only open studios in terms of guidance.

The senior high school students who come to this studio are almost all aiming at the unified examination questions for next year, because it is said that these two teachers will participate in the question setting every year.

If you can know the questions before the exam, you can also see the teacher doing a model painting and draw one by yourself. Compared with other people who know nothing before the exam, there are more advantages, and at least you won’t be blinded.

However, polarization will be more serious, good paintings will be better, and poor paintings will still be very poor.

It is the so-called mud that cannot be supported on the wall.

It was Teacher Liu who came here in the morning. He was still wearing a long gown and cloth shoes. He threw it into the streets of the Republic of China built by a film and television city. He did not feel abrupt at all. Instead, he entered this dirty studio and it was really inconsistent.

There was a layer of pencil ash on the ground, a plastic bag of fruit peels and other garbage, and a student's bucket was overturned, and there was a large piece of water trace there.

Teacher Liu carried the ground and asked while walking, "Who was on duty yesterday?"

No one responded.

Teacher Liu usually gives people the impression that he is a very easy-going person. In other words, he is easy to bully and has no majesty. He is not angry and asked again, "I'll ask you, who was on duty yesterday? Does anyone know?"

Xia Wei lifted her feet up and raised them on the wooden board under the easel, and ticked her boots up and down, "Jiaojiao, is it you?"

Zhou Jiaojiao glared at Xia’s only eyes, she bulged her cheeks and said in a speechless manner, “Teacher, I felt uncomfortable yesterday.”

As she spoke, the buns in her mouth were sprayed out.

Puff, there were a few boys next to him laughing out loud.

Teacher Liu waved her hand and asked her to finish the food in her mouth and not choke, "Who did you come today?"

Xia Wei said, "It's me."

Teacher Liu ordered, "Then you go outside and get a mop in, mop the water on the ground, and sweep the garbage on the floor."

Xia Wei was stunned, "No, teacher, it's not until night yet. Didn't it be cleaned after class?"

She curled her lips, "I'm going to start drawing."

Zhou Jiaojiao yelled, "You didn't even take out the drawing paper, and you painted it on the drawing board?"

Xia Wei said in a volume that only she could hear, "Zhou Jiaojiao, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"

Zhou Jiaojiao also replied with the same volume, "I want to say this to you too."

Xia Wei snorted, turned around and smiled at Teacher Liu. She looked good and even applied a colored lip gloss today. This smile is really the person in the book is more beautiful than Hua Yan. "Teacher, can I clean before leaving in the afternoon?"

Teacher Liu shook his head, unable to figure out what the difference is between cleaning early and cleaning late? He didn't care, "Okay, let it go."

Xia Wei made a scissors hand at Teacher Liu's back. She proudly took out the red MP3, pulled out the headphone cable, and hummed "Don't Want to Grow Up" in her mouth.

Zhou Jiaojiao chewed off the last bite of the bun and "betrayed her look."

Xia Wei smiled slightly, her smile was very bright, "You have not figured it out yet."

She put headphones on one ear, "By the way, Jiaojiao, you bought your nail polish for three bottles per dollar? That kind of thing is so bad. Look at you, it will fall off quickly after applying it. It's so ugly, it's better not to apply it."

Zhou Jiao's hands shook with a cute look, turned Xia's eyes white, and moved her easel to Huang Dan's side.

"That dear Xia Wei, she said that my nail polish was bought for three bottles per dollar. How could it be? It was obviously one bottle per dollar, but she also said that it was ugly after I applied nail polish!"

Zhou Jiaojiao picked up the nail polish that was almost falling from her nails, "I have this kind of hand, what can I do? Besides, what's wrong with the fatter hands and shorter fingers? It's obvious that she is a hardworking and simple good man, right?"

"Xia Wei's hand is thin and long, as if it were her face, she said that she was born with a pen and a hand that could draw. Humph, but the result was that she was not very rubbish."

Seeing that the person next to him didn't even put a single fart, Zhou Jiaojiao hit him with her elbow, "Hey, Shuran, have you heard me?"

Huang Dan broke the pencil just after cutting, "..."

Zhou Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue and snatched his pencil and knife, "I'll cut it for you."

However, Zhou Jiaojiao's pencils were almost cut by her father. She cut the pencil of Huang Dan into a pothole and broke the refill core. This was not a good help.

Seeing that the pencil was getting shorter and shorter, if you continue like this, your hands can't hold it anymore. Huang Dan said, "Forget it, I'll do it."

Zhou Jiaojiao was embarrassed and planned to take a pencil from the tool box for Huang Dan, then she heard Xia Wei's voice, "Shu Ran, I'll give it to you."

Huang Dan glanced at the pencil in Xia Wei's hand, which was very delicate and felt very comfortable.

Xia Wei hehe, "That's right. I've been a master, but the master led me into the door. I only learned a little bit of the master's fur. The pencil he sharpened was really beautiful, like a work of art."

Lin Mao came over and said, "Shen Liang and I can testify that Xiaowei's master not only has good pencils, but also has good paintings, so the teacher doesn't need to give him guidance."

Zhou Jiaojiao didn't believe it, "It's true and fake, it's better than what Shen Liang painted? Then why don't you come to the studio with you?"

Xia Wei put the pencil on the small stool on the side of Huang, "No need for guidance from the teacher, do you still need to waste time here?"

Zhou Jiaojiao tsk, "Then are he classmates with you? When did he learn art? Junior high school? Or did he start since childhood? If he doesn't even need guidance from a teacher, he will have at least five or six years of painting foundation."

Lin Mao said, "He is a repeat student."

"As far as I know, they are just art that we are exposed to at about the same time. This is the difference between talent and lack of talent."

Zhou Jiaojiao rolled her eyes and looked like she was teasing me, "It's so amazing, she's so talented, why are you repeating the school? It's okay if you haven't entered the Academy of Fine Arts, you can't even get a bachelor's degree?"

Xia Wei lowered his eyes, "He did not sign up for the single recruitment of any school."

Zhou Jiaojiao knew that there were such people who were full of confidence and overwhelming. "Isn't there any unified trick?"

This time, Xia Wei didn't speak, it was Lin Mao who said, "On the day of the unified recruitment examination, he saw a car accident on the road, fainted on the spot and missed the examination."

Zhou Jiaojiao seemed to be a joke, "Who is dizzy when she sees a car accident? I used to encounter a cat that was crushed into meat paste by a car, and its internal organs were rotten. Why didn't I stand by and eat and drink?"

She didn't care about it, as if she would have no problem changing the cat to a human.

Huang Dan, who had not spoken, raised his eyes, "Xia Wei, Lin Mao, the repeater you mentioned is afraid of cars?"

"Shu Ran, let's join forces."

Huang Dan didn't move at all, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhou Jiaojiao was speechless, "Lin Mao, Shu Ran has been wrong since yesterday. I don't know what's going on."

Lin Mao touched his chin, "He made rapid progress, overusing his brain, and needed to empty it anytime and anywhere. People like you who don't live with your brain will not understand."

Zhou Jiaojiao, “…”

Lin Mao suddenly cursed, "Fuck, I almost forgot the serious business. Hurry up and let Chen Liang find the teacher and tell me the story of our painting being modified. I can't let that bastard succeed anymore."

He pulled Chen Liang up and walked outside, "Go and go, talk about it."

Chen Liang broke free, "Why don't you tell me?"

Lin Mao's eyes were already very small, and when he smiled, there was only a gap left, giving him a feeling of being a bad idea and having a lot of small calculations, "How can I compare with you?"

"Student Chen, I'm so bad about it. If you talk to the teacher, there will definitely be no chance. You are different. The total score in each exam is the best, and the sketches are also the best. The teacher values ​​you very much. If you have something to say, the teacher will be more concerned."

When Chen Liang heard this, his lips raised his lips, "Wait."

The studio is next to the studio and has three common points: one is the small space, the second is the messy environment, and the third is the poor hygiene. There are plaster and painting tools inside, and there are many paintings piled up on the table in a mess.

Teacher Liu sat on a carved wooden chair and listened to Kunqu Opera. He held a cup of tea in his hand. When he saw Chen Liang coming in, he asked what was wrong.

Chen Liang told him the change of the painting.

Teacher Liu is not surprised. He also had his student days, "Are you sure the door locked?"

Chen Liang said he was sure, he was not guilty at all this time, "Zhang Shuran was the first to come to the studio this morning. When I came over, he was waiting at the door, and the lock was hung on the door."

Teacher Liu put the celadon teacup on the table, "Does Teacher Zhang know about this?"

Chen Liang said he didn't know.

Teacher Liu asked, "Why didn't you tell Teacher Zhang yesterday?"

Chen Liang pursed his lips, "We... we thought this kind of thing would not be next time, so we didn't mention it to Teacher Zhang. After all, they are all people in the same studio, and it's not good to have a fucking fuck. I didn't expect that that person would dare to do this."

Teacher Liu looked at the student in front of him and said, "So, do you think it was done by the people in the studio?"

Chen Liang grabbed the back of his neck, "At first, I thought it was a college student, but I think if the other party deliberately messed with us because of boredom, he would not use the same method to do it for the second time."

Teacher Liu didn't ask any more, and he summoned everyone in the yard.

I briefly said the past two days, and Teacher Liu said with his back, "Since you have chosen this studio, you must learn painting well. I don't care whether the people in it are jealous or because of what, it is wrong to do this. I hope everyone will supervise each other in the future and don't let anyone make any trouble before the exam."

His voice sank and his face became stern, "If there is another time, I will punish you severely!"

When everyone returned to the studio, they started to whisper, guessing who did this trick. The people who suffered the disaster will definitely be excluded. Among the remaining people, who is the most suspicious?

If you want to talk about jealousy, you can understand the painting that destroys Chen Liang. The other few... are completely unnecessary.

No, the one who has made a huge progress these two days is worthy of envy and jealousy. As for Xia Wei, she is not here to draw, even if she is here to walk the show, Zhou Jiaojiao and Lin Mao are hard to describe. Anyway, they will not pass the exam next year.

Huang Shan didn't say much all morning, and he got pencil dust on his hand and rubbed it on his nose, and he didn't realize it at all.

Lin Mao laughed loudly when he saw this and said, Shuran, why have you become stupid?

Like everyone else, Huang Dan wrote the abbreviation and the date of the day on a corner of the drawing paper, "What?"

Lin Mao looked at his paintings, "It turns out that God is fair. You are awesome in paintings, but people become stupid."

Yellow List, “…”

Lin Mao said, "Go back and teach me, so that I can understand and understand it too."
To be continued...