Chapter 15 Apprenticeship

The next day, Feng Yiping remembered that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he was looking for someone to give extra lessons, so it didn't seem good to go empty-handed like this. But he rummaged through his desk a few times, and there was really nothing to bring, so he had to find a way, preferably to have some gadgets to bring to their little daughter.

So he pulled Xiao Zhijie, and this kid had a few pocket money, and went to the commissary opened by the physical education teacher outside the school, and asked him to contribute money and effort to discuss what to buy.

The commissary is a bungalow covered with asbestos tiles and backed by the school courtyard wall. For Feng Yiping now, this kind of place is equivalent to the later Louis Vuitton and Armani stores, at this stage, the things to be bought with money are luxury goods for him, it's okay, he won't enter once a year when he is free.

In the middle is a glass cabinet, and against the wall is a row of wooden shelves, in addition to stationery, it is daily necessities such as cigarettes and alcohol, some snacks, and some small toys. To be honest, there are not many types of goods, not to mention others, the better ones in the snacks are packaged biscuits, and the others are mostly melon seeds, twist flowers, strange beans, etc. in plastic bags.

However, the smell that permeated the store, Feng Yiping would still remember it many years later. The first thing he smelled was the smell of tobacco, of course, it was not a good smoke, and the old smoker would feel rushed and choked, but this was the smell that the fathers in the village were used to, and he felt very kind. After that, it is a mixture of wine, sugar, the milky smell of biscuits, and the spicy taste of strange beans, in short, it is very lifelike and attractive, so he misses it very much.

Feng Yiping couldn't help but squint his eyes and take a few deep breaths, but fortunately, the proprietress behind the counter was keeping her head down, and Xiao Zhijie went straight to the snack when he came in, not paying attention to him.

Xiao Zhijie took a pack of broad beans for one dollar, a piece of money, which is a natural choice for classmates like Xiao Zhijie who have pocket money to come to the store, and as for other things that cost a few yuan, they also have to weigh it for a long time before they make up their minds to buy it. He tore it open on the spot and poured a handful of broad beans in Feng Yiping's hand, spicy and sweet, which was the first snack Feng Yiping had eaten in addition to meals since he was reborn, and it felt very different.

When choosing something, Xiao Zhijie fell in love with the water gun hanging on the wall at a glance, but Feng Yiping was not satisfied. Yes, children like water guns, but parents absolutely hate this thing, making the children themselves covered in water, and the house is also sprayed everywhere. Especially later, when he went to the supermarket to buy milk for children, there were water guns attached to them, and when there were many of them, there were seven or eight large and small ones at home, which made him and Zhang Yan have a headache. Of course, Xiao Zhijie, who is still a child, can't understand these yet.

After some debate, in the end, Feng Yiping was in charge, Xiao Zhizhuo was two dollars and five, and bought a box of colored pens. Of course, parents also hate the colored pencils, after buying colored pens for their son for the first time, on the walls of the house, on chairs, tables, sofas, books, clothes...... , everywhere is painted by him colorful, not to mention how much effort it took to clean those well, just the money spent to clean those things, you can buy dozens of boxes of colored pens.

However, there is no other option in the store, and the colored pencil is better than a water gun to let the child use his hands and draw some patterns according to the picture book.

Xiao Zhijie was a bit of an official fan, and on the way back to the classroom, he said, "If you have a good relationship with Teacher Zhu, you will have a good relationship with Teacher Wang, so you will also change to be the class leader next semester?"

Feng Yiping was a little dumbfounded, this is the result of thousands of years of traditional culture. Of course, after work, it would be good if you could have a half-official job! However, at present, what good is there for the middle school class cadres? If you spend extra time, you will not get extra points in the exams, and sometimes you will become a pawn of the teacher, and you will offend your classmates.

However, this can also explain why Xiao Zhijie was appointed as the class president when he was in the first year of secondary school, and entered the school's student union.

The two stayed on the playground and ate the bag of broad beans before returning to the classroom. At this time, Xiao Zhijie's tablemate, the vice principal's daughter Zhang Qiuling, also came back from eating, and Xiao Zhijie hurriedly returned to his seat.

Feng Yiping looked at Huang Jingping on the other side of the road, and wanted to laugh again, he had always said that he liked Huang Jingping, but now it seems that he is not ordinary to Zhang Qiuling. This is the love of teenagers!

Feng Yiping finally thought about it, and still took the bottle of untouched pickles with him and put it in his schoolbag.

The head teacher and his wife are dual-income workers, so they are divided into two adjacent rooms, and a door is cut out of the middle wall. The living room and dining room were packed with a dining table, a TV cabinet, and a small bamboo bookshelf. On a desk was a two-speaker tape recorder, textbooks, notebooks, and a few exam papers.

Of course, there is no decoration or anything, but the wall of the living room is pasted with white paper, and a poem is written on it, Feng Yiping took a look, it is Su Shi's "Red Cliff Fu", and the rest of the place, a few bamboos are drawn, whether it is calligraphy or bamboo, it should be the handwriting of Mr. Zhu. To be honest, Feng Yiping can't tell whether it's good or bad, at least he can't say where it's good, he can only say that it's okay, the words are not ugly, and the paintings are not ugly. Of course, these decorations should be a little incompatible with this room, but it can be regarded as a kind of life attitude and taste of theirs.

When Feng Yiping arrived, they had already finished eating, and the head teacher, Mr. Wang, was at the dining table combing the pigtails of his three-year-old daughter Yanzi, and Mr. Zhu was sitting next to him and watching. Feng Yiping said hello, Wang Yumin responded lightly, and continued to be busy competing with his daughter.

Teacher Zhu looked at the colored pencil he took out and joked, "Yo, you're really sensible, and you brought a gift?"

Feng Yiping said with a smile, "The first time I came, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I gave a meeting gift to the swallows." There is also this jar of pickles, you can adjust the seasoning, my mother's pickling skills are good. ”

Wang Yumin put down the comb, stuffed these two things into Feng Yiping's schoolbag, and said to her husband, "What did you say to Feng Yiping?"

Of course, Feng Yiping didn't let him, Wang Yumin said, "I don't know why you want to learn painting and music, it stands to reason that you can't be busy with your main classes, how can you have time to learn these? But since you want to learn, then I won't stop you, you have to know in your own heart, and you must ensure that you learn the six main courses well and arrange the time. It's just your own pickles, where do you have the money to buy colored pens, take it and return it!"

Teacher Zhu first shouted beside him, "What's wrong with the sub-class? It's not worth learning? We have been taught since we were young to develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and labor in an all-round way, right?"

What can Feng Yiping say, he can only say, "Ah!"

Seeing that Wang Yumin asked Feng Yiping to return the colored pen, he hugged Yanzi and said, "Forget it, you don't know Lao Wang's wife's temperament, she can give you back the things you paid in cash?"

Wang Yumin thought about it, the physical education teacher's wife was famous for only getting in and out, and asked Feng Yiping to retreat, which was also embarrassing for him.

Teacher Zhu continued, "Since you brought it, then I will accept it, in fact, I am still very pleased that you do this, which shows that your tutor is good and you are very sensible." No matter how good your grades are, whether you will study for a master's degree or a doctorate in the future, or study abroad, you must remember this truth, as a person, academic performance is only a part. Am I right, Wang Yumin?"

Wang Yumin said, "Yes, now that you are growing up, you have to learn how to be a person, but don't pay attention to these things when you come to the teacher's house, remember? In the future, if you are admitted to a good university and find a good job, you will bring gifts to the teacher at that time, and the teacher is very welcome!"

It can only be said that Teacher Zhu lives very clearly, Wang Yumin is worthy of being the head teacher, Feng Yiping bowed his head and said yes, and then took the opportunity to hand the colored pen to Yanzi, "Yanzi, this is the colored pen given to you by your uncle, let's paint together, okay?"

Hearing him say this, Teacher Zhu laughed, and Wang Yumin shouted, "Feng Yiping!

Okay, it seems that he can't be a senior, Feng Yiping changed his words to Yanzi and said, "This is what my brother brought to you, let's paint, okay?"

But after such a fuss, the atmosphere that was a little serious just now became active again.

With a finger in her mouth, Yanzi looked at Wang Yumin - well, this confirms who is in charge of this family. Wang Yumin nodded, she reached out to take it, didn't say thank you, and ran to the desk to find the paper. I also know how to draw on paper, which is good!

Wang Yumin was educating her daughter over there, "You still forgot to say anything to your brother?"

Swallow turned her head and said in a milky voice, "Thank you, brother!"

Sitting at the dining table, Teacher Zhu asked Feng Yiping, "Why do you want to learn painting and music?"

Feng Yiping thought for a while and said, "When I went to my grandmother's house during the summer vacation, I thought it was very naïve for my cousin in the third grade of primary school to draw a picture, but what I drew was actually similar to him, and I felt very ashamed and embarrassed at that time." ”

Teacher Zhu and Teacher Wang both laughed, and Teacher Zhu said, "Wang Yumin, don't laugh, what you draw is actually similar to what you draw with a swallow." ”

Wang Yumin thought about it, it was true.

"That's the reason?" he asked.

"Also, I personally think that painting can cultivate our observation skills and pay attention to the beauty and details. For example, now, when I write about the scenery, I see the scenery and think it is beautiful, really beautiful, but when I am asked to write, I don't know where to start, and I always feel very stiff when I write. ”

Well, Wang Yumin likes to hear this.

Teacher Zhu couldn't help but look at Feng Yiping again, the dirty toilet seat hairstyle, yellow and thin, with a vegetable face, the sea soul shirt also said in the past, blue pants, wearing a pair of cloth shoes, it seems that the family has no money to buy sandals. A child from a typical rural family, at this age, has some rules in dealing with people and talking, which is really good.

"What about the music?"

Feng Yiping thought for a while and said, "I can at least understand the textbooks sent to me, but I can't understand the music textbooks and staves, I am a strong character, so I also want to understand it." ”

Of course, this reason is a bit far-fetched, but their students do not admit defeat in their studies, and this attitude is still worthy of praise, so they did not delve into it.

"So how far do you want to learn?"

This Feng Yiping had already thought about it, "As for music, I want to be able to understand the staves, have the staves to be able to sing by myself, and then hear a new song, and be able to roughly write its score." ”

Teacher Zhu rolled up his trousers again, and patted his hand on his knee, "It's not difficult to read music, but it's not easy to hear a song and compose it again." Also, in this way, you are more demanding when you paint?"

Feng Yiping said, "No, just like you did in class, you can quickly draw a person's outline, draw his clothes vividly, and in addition, I draw a Santana, others will not see it as a sign." ”

"Poof", the two in-laws laughed unkindly, and Feng Yiping also laughed innocently.

Teacher Zhu said, "Fast, but also expressive, well, your requirements can't be said to be low." ”

Wang Yumin said, "The sign, Santana, I don't see it, you know even the car." ”

Feng Yiping hurriedly said, "No, it was my uncle who came back to tell me in the provincial capital, and I only know the names of these two cars." ”

"I know your requirements," Teacher Zhu said, "In this case, if I have time, I will call you over, I think it will take more than a year to meet your requirements." He glanced at Wang Yumin, "If you can't study well for more than a year, then there's no way, by the time you reach the third grade, your teacher Wang won't let you spend any more time learning these things." ”

Teacher Wang didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard, but they all understood that this was the default meaning.

Feng Yiping hurriedly said, "Then it's going to be hard for Teacher Zhu!"

"It's not hard! remember not to take anything next time, but bring some dried sweet potatoes, persimmons, and chestnuts at home, and the teacher will still collect them!"

Wang Yumin hurriedly added, "Feng Yiping, you Teacher Zhu is joking, don't take it seriously." As long as you guarantee the results of the main class, the teacher welcomes you and Teacher Zhu to learn these things, you don't have to bring anything, you Teacher Zhu wishes that someone would really learn these from him, remember. ”

In the end, Feng Yiping thought that he should teach him to draw still life first, but Mr. Zhu said to him unceremoniously, "You also think too highly of yourself, you haven't learned to walk, so if you want to run, draw a line first!"

Okay, draw the line first, this is also something that looks easy, but it is difficult to do, more than half an hour passed, Feng Yiping hadn't touched the doorway, Wang Yumin walked into the bedroom and took out two moon cakes wrapped in oil paper, "Okay, I'm going to self-study, I'll talk about it tomorrow, you can take these two moon cakes with you." As he spoke, he slipped it into his bag.

Feng Yiping didn't shirk either, stood up and said thank you, teacher, and then greeted Yanzi, "Yanzi, brother has gone to class!"

This time, Yanzi didn't ask anyone to teach him, so he said, "Goodbye, brother!"

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