Xiao Mu flipped through the book and said: "What's not scientific? You are the principal's son, and in their opinion, you are just superior, if I hadn't known you since I was a child, I wouldn't have played with you." ”

What Xiao Mu said made it difficult for Guo Yang to understand, what happened to the principal's son?

As everyone knows, his identity and status are busy and unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people.

"What's wrong with my dad?" isn't he just an ordinary teacher?" Guo Yang asked Xiao Mu curiously.

Xiao Mu picked up the textbook, pointed it and said: "Your dad is a teacher, and he is also the principal, and now the village attaches great importance to education, so he must have a lot of respect for your dad, and then you are his son, of course, the classmates don't want to have conflicts with you or something." ”

Xiao Mu's explanation was a little incomplete, and Guo Yang didn't seem to understand it when he heard it, but the general reason was still clear.

Half an hour of morning reading passed unconsciously, and after the morning exercise, the two leaned against the classroom wall, bowing their heads and soaking up the sun.

Guo Yang asked Xiao Mu, "Xiao Mu, have you ever thought about what you want to do or what kind of person you want to be when you grow up?"

Xiao Mu paused for a moment and didn't react.

To be honest, Xiao Mu really didn't think about what he wanted to do, what kind of person he wanted to become, and what career he wanted to pursue.

"What kind of person do you become? Of course, you become rich, make a lot of money, and then give my grandfather an endless amount of money to spend. Xiao Mu's answer was very naïve.

However, such a naïve answer was not only his answer, the children at that time did not have much contact with the outside world, they did not know anything about the outside world, they did not even know what a career was, what a dream was, what was something in the outside world, they knew nothing at all.

Xiao Mu looked up, the sun was dazzling, but it was warm.

"What about you? Have you thought about it again?"

Guo Yang patted his chest and was confident, "Yes, I want to be a painter, I like to draw, I also like comics, I grow up to specialize in drawing anime characters." ”

"Anime, what is anime?" asked Xiao Mu curiously.

Animation is also a new word for Xiao Mu, he doesn't know what anime is, and when Guo Yang says anime, his brain is blank, and he doesn't know what Guo Yang will say at all.

Guo Yang didn't know how to explain to Xiao Mu, and the concept of animation was also very vague in Guo Yang's world, so he replied: "It's like a character in cartoons like gourd babies." ”

"Oh oh oh!"

Xiao Mu seemed to understand and nodded.

Xiao Mu said curiously: "Is it profitable to draw that thing?"

Guo Yang didn't know whether he made money or not, he just liked to paint, and he didn't think about making money.

"I don't know, I just like it, I don't think about it that much. ”

As soon as Guo Yang said this, Xiao Mu felt that Guo Yang's idea was ridiculous and unrealistic, and he didn't even know whether he made money at the most basic level, but he took it as a dream, which was not empty talk.

But just thinking about it, Xiao Mu didn't say it.

After class, Xiao Mu has been thinking about what she likes, what she wants to do, and what her dream is.

However, I found that I didn't have any other ideas than making money, and I didn't know what I liked.

Tilting his head to Guo Yang's ear, "Guo Yang, why did you have such a dream, how did you know about the profession of painting?"

Guo Yang felt that Xiao Mu was very strange, he didn't know this, didn't the adults teach Xiao Mu?

"My dad asked me what I wanted to do in the future, and then I didn't watch TV at home every day, watching cartoons, I thought it was very good, so I took a pencil and drew casually, and he saw it and thought it was pretty good, so he told me that I would learn to paint when I grew up, and since then I really like painting. ”

I don't know if I don't ask, when I ask, it turns out that Principal Guo is pointing behind my back, could it be that the reason why Xiao Mu has no dream is because there is no one behind my back?

"Why don't I, like you, learn to draw together?"

Guo Yang was a little excited, and slapped the table, "That's good, so that the two of us can go to school together all the time, I can't ask for it." ”

It just so happened that one of the classes that day was a painting class.

Some teachers came from outside the door, probably in their early 40s, with glasses and a large piece of paper in their hands, and I don't know what it was.

Until the teacher spread out the piece of paper and pasted it on the blackboard.

"Okay, let's learn art class in this class, you take a blank piece of paper, imitate the picture I pasted on the blackboard, 60 points to pass the line, and after the drawing, you will leave school. ”

The teacher was also very strange, he didn't say how to draw this picture, but just asked the students to imitate it.

Xiao Mu took out a blank paper and pencil, didn't know how to start, draw from the beginning, I felt that the head was bigger than the tail, and I felt that the head and tail were not right from the end.

poked the probe to look at Guo Yang's paintings, and saw that Guo Yang's frame came out.

"Hey, Guo Yang, can you teach me how to draw? I don't know how to draw. ”

At this time, Xiao Mu's painting paper had been made "smoky miasma" by Xiao Mu.

"Why don't you change the paper, look at your paper, it's so dark that you can't see what you're drawing. ”

Xiao Mu took a blank piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to Guo Yang.

Guo Yang drew a lot of grid lines on the paper with a pen, and Xiao Mu was puzzled when he saw it.

"What are you doing drawing? That's not what the teacher called painting. ”

Guo Yang calmly pointed to the grid line and said: "Look, the purpose of drawing this line is to let you determine the approximate proportion, so that it is easy to draw, otherwise it is difficult for you to determine the size on a blank piece of paper, and that's what I did."

picked up the painting he drew and showed it to Xiao Mu, "Look, I did the same thing, but now I've erased it, because my structure has come out, and I don't need it." ”

Xiao Mu took Guo Yang's painting over, looked up, and sure enough, there were grid lines, and faint traces could be seen.

Thumbs up to Guo Yang, "Awesome, worthy of a person with a dream." ”

"Come on, you don't want to draw it yet. ”

Guo Yang continued to paint his own paintings.

Picking up the pen, Xiao Mu also drew it carefully, and from time to time raised it to compare it with the teacher's drawing.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that my painting was okay, and the difference between my teacher's painting was not very big.

patted Guo Yang on the shoulder, "Hey, Guo Yang, do you think my painting is okay?"

Guo Yang glanced at it and shook his head.

"Hmm...... No, no, no. ”

He took the eraser, erased part of it, pointed it and said, "Look, you shouldn't be straight here, you shouldn't bend it, it's not okay." ”

Xiao Mu scratched his head.

"Forehead ......"