"Teacher, don't...we have no heatstroke."

"It's just that when I went into the village to buy water, I met a strange uncle..."

"...He read our paintings and said the same thing as you, teacher."

A few teenagers said and explained the story clearly, which surprised the teacher, "The villagers commented on your paintings, is it similar to mine?"

This is strange.

The teacher was a little surprised, you should know that he has enough confidence in his own level. At least in the training industry, he is a leader, and not many people can compare with him.

The reason for such a status is mainly because his eyes are vicious and can accurately judge the level of students, and then teach students according to their aptitude based on their talents. Instead of being the same, letting students draw geometry, still life, and plaster images.

He is a heuristic education and likes to take students to sketch outdoors, take students to visit art museums, or lead them to observe the creation process of famous masters up close.

In this case, the students in his training institutions have a high chance of being admitted to major art academies. It also made him famous in the industry and became the guide of a gold medal teacher in the minds of many parents.

Even if his training institution charges a low price, he never has to worry about the source of students.

Every year, people come to study like crucian carp trees crossing the river, endlessly.

This also made him proud.

But now, I heard from a few students that there are actually people in the village, and their level is comparable to that of me.

The teacher is inevitably curious and doubts about the authenticity.

"We thought he was talking nonsense before, but we didn't believe it." The little fat man pouted, "He also read my painting and said that my painting... had a good signature. At that time, I thought he was praising me, but unexpectedly he was ridiculing."

"Teacher, is my painting really bad?"

The little fat man said aggrievedly: "I just drew a person..."

"The first thing to do is to draw a person is someone."

The teacher criticized inertially, and then found that the little fat man was about to sob again. He immediately smiled awkwardly and said, "Hey, the teacher didn't explain it clearly. Actually, the handwriting is good, it's really a compliment. If you choose Chinese painting major when applying to the Academy of Fine Arts, you also have to take calligraphy. Yes, that's right, it's definitely useful for you to practice brush calligraphy more."

"But……"

The little fat man hesitated: "I don't know how to write calligraphy."

"If you don't know how to learn."

The teacher glared and said, "Can you sing? You can dance... If you don't want to learn, change your career. Go to the art school, be an actor, or a big star. With your ability to cry as soon as you say, you will definitely have a future."

“…”

The little fat man stopped crying and bit his lip, feeling very aggrieved.

The teacher shook his head and sighed, "I can understand that you have poor foundation, so I have to study, listen carefully, and work hard to improve yourself. There is never anything in the world that can be obtained without work, and there is no shortcut. The art industry sounds high-end and grand, with beautiful scenery, but in fact no one is easy, they all have to endure hardships."

"teacher……"

Unpredictable, a young man raised his hand and said, "Didn't someone become famous easily and then make a lot of money."

"who?"

The teacher asked, "Give me an example."

"this……"

The boy scratched his head and said, "Does Baiye count?"

"White Leaf!"

The teacher was stunned: "Do you know him?"

"He has been very famous recently, and I must know him." The young man said: "I want to apply for the China Overseas Academy of Fine Arts and have always paid attention to the dynamics in the industry."

“This is a good habit.”

The teacher praised it and then smiled and said, "So after reading the information, you feel that Bai Ye is easy to become famous, and you can make money easily, and you have never suffered any hardships."

“Isn’t this a fact?”

The young man said with a sermon: "He was in school and was a genius painter before graduation. Although something happened later, he was quickly whitewashed and restored his reputation. Now he is doing sculptures, and a work can be sold for millions."

"He has only been famous for three or four years."

The boy asked, "Even if he endured hardship, how much hardship could he endure?"

"Xiao Gao."

The teacher shook his head and warned: "You think you should remember that when you don't understand someone, don't simply believe in one-sided words on the Internet, as this is easy to be misled."

"I know Bai Ye, but I don't know him and have no contact with him, so it's hard to answer your question. But as a person who has experienced it, I can tell you..."

The teacher said seriously: "People who can become famous have always been a combination of chance and inevitable. To put it bluntly, they have strength and luck. But only luck but no strength. Even if they become famous, they are just meteors and soon fall."

“So strength is very important.”

The teacher smiled and said, "How can we get the strength? There is no other way except to accumulate hard work. All hype, all publicity, and promotion may be tricks and gimmicks that will deceive you."

"However, the sweat on your body cannot deceive people or yourself."

The teacher took the opportunity to stand up, patted the boy on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Xiao Gao, you are a smart child and should be able to understand what I said. Come on, don't let yourself down."

"...Okay, teacher." The boy focused his head, and the youth's passion was boiling.

"Um."

The teacher nodded with satisfaction, but it was still easy for the child to coax him.

He chuckled, turned around and left.

Others were puzzled, "Teacher, where are you?"

"Go and see the villagers you mentioned." The teacher replied, his steps were light.

He was curious, could there be really experts among the people? If it is fake, it is just a waste of time. If it is true, then you can consider bringing the other party into your own training class.

The training class is big and there is a serious shortage of people.

Oh, right.

The teacher suddenly stopped and turned around and asked, "Where does that village uncle live?"

"Teacher, I'll take you there."

Several teenagers rushed out.

"Forget it... let's go together."

The teacher looked up and looked at the scorching sun. Even if the shade of trees was blocked, the mountain was very hot. Anyway, the task of sketching had been completed, so he simply led a group of students to head towards the village.

After all, he also knew that Wencun was a good landscape, so he asked the students to visit it.

It is best to have some insights, write travel notes or something.

The teacher was thinking about the feasibility of this matter, but a group of innocent students were unaware of it. They cheered and jumped toward the beautiful village. You should know that when they were on the mountain, they thought the village was very beautiful. When they approached the village and walked into the village, they became even more impressed.

White walls and black tiles, high and low eaves, lush trees and clear streams.

Little yellow ducklings playing on the water.

The streamer breaks, the ripples sway.

The purest Jiangnan water town charm extracted by the architects directly impacted the hearts of these children from big cities, making them unable to help but make a sound.

“It looks really good.”

“Same as I saw it on TV.”

"I really want to stay."

These amazing voices couldn't help but make the teacher shake his head.

Children in big cities only have less knowledge and need to temper their minds. They have to go back to the poor valley for two days, so as to polish their delicate aura and get the ground up.

"Here, it's here."

After leaving for a moment, a young man said excitedly: "Teacher, it's that house."

The teacher looked up and saw a large house immediately. Although he knew that the residential land in the countryside was not very valuable, the villagers liked to build large houses and enclose land to build gardens.

However, it covers an area of ​​four or five hundred square meters. Such a spacious house cannot be built by ordinary people.

It seems that this is a rich family, is it a legendary local genius? Just like the ancient landlords and gentry, such as vassals... no, they should love elegant things.

Maybe there are many collections in the big house, so the owner of the house has certainly good artistic appreciation.
Chapter completed!