"Guo Yang, why are you so powerful, the teacher didn't tell you how to draw, you know how to draw. ”

"Ahem, I don't know if I'm right or wrong to draw this way, I'll just follow what I usually paint, so I can only teach you so much, don't blame me for the wrong way. ”

How dare Xiao Mu blame Guo Yang, it's too late to admire Guo Yang, Guo Yang has helped himself a lot who can't write.

After Guo Yang finished pointing, Xiao Mu drew by himself again, but he couldn't draw well, so he changed the painting, changed the painting, tossed for a long time, and finally finished painting the frame.

"Okay, the students who have finished painting can teach them how to draw. ”

Guo Yang got up and handed in the painting, and after that, another classmate stepped forward to hand in the painting.

Looking at Xiao Mu, who was handing in his homework one after another, he was a little anxious and began to panic, and the next part did not calm down, nor did he revise it seriously.

Finally, I finished the painting, and after a cursory look at what I drew and what the teacher had drawn, I felt quite satisfied, so I handed it in.

Returning to his seat, "Oh, it's finally over, Guo Yang, this dream of yours seems to be a little difficult." ”

"No, no, no, this is my interest, it's not so difficult to make what I like, and I'm very happy. ”

Xiao Mu thought about it, it seems that this is the truth, just like being playful, he will be happy no matter what, and the same is true for dreams.

Suddenly, the teacher shouted, "Zhang Xiaomu, you come up." ”

Xiao Mu hurriedly ran up.

The teacher pointed to Xiao Mu's painting and said, "Look at what you draw, you failed, I didn't bother to give you the score, redraw." ”

In an instant, my heart was overturned, and I worked hard to draw about a class, but I didn't pass it, and I was named by the teacher in public, which was really uncomfortable.

Angrily rushed back to his seat, without using another drawing paper, he changed it directly on the original basis.

After a few scribbles, he handed it in.

He handed his hands to the teacher, "Teacher, look, is this okay?"

Xiao Mu thought that he could pass this time, but the result was a big disappointment for Xiao Mu.

The teacher took the painting and glanced at it, "What is this, this, no, redraw." ”

Angrily threw Xiao Mu's painting back, Xiao Mu bent down to pick it up, and turned back.

"Jingle Bell~"

The bell rang outside the window for the end of class, and the more Xiao Mu listened, the more harsh she felt.

Guo Yang was packing his schoolbag and preparing to go home, as did the classmates around him, all of this looked very disturbing in Xiao Mu's eyes.

"Zhang Xiaomu, don't look at it, draw yours well, otherwise you don't want to go back today, I will accompany you to the end." The teacher told Xiao Mu on the podium.

After a few clicks, Xiao Mu hurriedly drew another one and ran onto the podium in a hurry.

"Teacher, please see. ”

The teacher seemed to be much more serious than last time, "It's still not good, but I also see your attitude, so I'll give you a score." ”

Seeing that the teacher had scored himself, Xiao Mu thought that this time he could pass, and secretly rejoiced.

I saw the teacher pick up the red pen on the lectern and give a score, 2 points.

"Come on, you have to keep trying. ”

Xiao Mu was completely devastated, and he didn't know how to draw before the teacher would give him 60 points and let him go home.

Sitting in the seat, there are not many classmates around me, and the rest are students who are as bad as themselves.

Xiao Mu stared at Guo Yang, and wanted Guo Yang to help draw, and then ask the teacher to check and go home early, but he couldn't, he couldn't speak, besides, if he did that, he would never be able to raise his head in the class in the future, so he still dissipated this thought.

Guo Yang had already sorted out his schoolbag, patted Xiao Mu's shoulder and said, "Let's go, Xiao Mu, come on, you can do it." ”

He turned around and left the classroom.

Subsequently, Xiao Mu still scribbled and handed it in, but every time he got a ruthless failure from the teacher.

Xiao Mu quieted down, thought about it, he was still too rough, too anxious, and his painting was getting worse and worse.

From time to time, I complained that the teacher didn't teach me well, and I just took the painting and let myself imitate it, who can paint how good.

But at that time, the conditions were just like that, every teacher was wearing many hats, and it was simply impossible to tell you clearly like a professional teacher, not to mention teaching you how to draw, whether you could pass it all depends on the teacher's feelings and his own appetite, he thinks he can, he thinks it's okay, he doesn't think it's okay, and there is no professional standard.

Xiao Mu, who calmed down, carefully repainted.

Within a few minutes, the teacher on the podium said loudly, "So-and-so has passed and can go home." ”

Xiao Mu looked up at the classroom, and sure enough, there were only three or five students left in the classroom.

The sunlight outside the window also turned red, and even lost its temperature.

But none of this disrupted Xiao Mu's thoughts and emotions, and continued to draw carefully with his pen, at this time, Xiao Mu had already emptied everything, just to pass.

Half an hour had passed, the sun had already set, and at some point, the lights came on in the classroom.

This time, Xiao Mu Tie was sure that he could pass, and he didn't hurry to clean up the pen and paper and the messy desk.

handed over the work he thought was excellent to the teacher, and the teacher looked at the painting, and then at Xiao Mu.

"Okay, I passed this time, but I can only give you 60 points, which is just passing. ”

Xiao Mu couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, clenched his fists, and gave himself an encouragement.

At this time, the teacher opened his mouth, "Do you know why you didn't pass just now?"

When he asked this, Xiao Mu was stunned, "Isn't it because I can't draw well?"

The teacher couldn't help but smile and said: "Actually, no, the first time you drew it was good, but it was a little insufficient, I saw at a glance that you didn't paint the second half of the heart, and then handed in these are even more casual paintings, you are too anxious, can't hold your breath, and are impetuous." ”

Xiao Mu felt a little embarrassed, lowered his head, and thought to himself that a teacher who teaches art can actually see through these things, does he know how to read minds?

Later, the teacher said: "I gave you a passing grade for the last painting you taught, not because you drew really well and could really reach the passing grade, but because you have learned to work hard and learn to calm down and do a good job." ”

The teacher took a sip of water and took out the other students' drawings, some of which were better than his own, and some of which were unsightly.

The teacher pointed and said, "See, others are not better than you, but others are more serious than you, so I let them go home early, and they are not serious, and their impetuousness has caused you to stay until now, understand?"

"Mmmmmm, teacher, I know, you're doing this for my good, get rid of this bad habit, so that I can calm down and study, right?"

The teacher didn't answer Xiao Mu, but just waved his hand and said, "Go, go, go home quickly." ”