In winter, although Nansen University has evergreen evergreen trees, camphor trees and cedars, it is still difficult to hide the fact that winter is coming, some withered yellow leaves drift down with the cold wind, and the people on the road are a little sparse, making the whole campus look a little empty. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After taking the drawing geometry and engineering drawing class, Su Leqing and the people in his class immediately ran to the studio, relatively speaking, most of them still prefer the sketching class, because there is no restraint, they can chat unscrupulously, and the teacher will not care.

After the class bell rang, the sketch teacher Wang Qian walked in with a plaster head, and then took a roll call to make sure that everyone was there, and then said: "Today's homework is to draw a plaster head, two hours, and you are allowed to leave after the painting." ”

"No, it won't!"

"Before you finish drawing?"

"Teacher, I can't draw, what should I do?"

Hearing Wang Qian's words, some students who had no art skills began to wail, for them, geometry can also be painted, but for them, painting plaster statues, it is too difficult.

"I've already talked about how to draw plaster statues in the previous classes, and now I say that students who can't draw, haven't you listened to the class before?" Wang Qian said sharply.

Seeing that the beautiful teachers who are usually not very angry are angry, no one dares to complain anymore.

"I'll talk about it again, how to paint plaster statues, if someone says they can't paint, then he will definitely not pass this course. While speaking, Wang Qian picked up the chalk and began to talk about the drawing method and key points of plaster portraits on the blackboard.

This time, those who didn't listen much began to listen seriously.

Sketching class like this, it will be counted as usual, if it really makes the teacher unhappy, then basically will not pass.

After speaking, Wang Qian put the plaster head in place, "You each find your own angle to paint." ”

Su Leqing smiled, fixed the drawing paper behind the drawing board, then found an easel and began to draw.

For Su Leqing, it is naturally not difficult to draw a plaster statue, and he drew the outline of three times and divided by two, and then started from the details of the facial features, and finally raised the tone, easily, and got a plaster portrait in half an hour.

"Well, it's a good drawing, but I think it could be a little better. At this moment, Wang Qian's voice came from behind him.

Su Leqing is used to Wang Qian appearing from behind him, basically, as long as he starts to paint, and then when he is about to finish, Wang Qian will basically appear.

"Well, I'll change it, but Mr. Wang, there's something I want to talk to you about. Su Leqing nodded first, and then changed his words.

"Have something to talk to me about?"

Wang Qian was stunned, she suddenly thought of some rumors, it is said that many female graduate students were chased by the students of their class when they were substitute teachers.

Could it be that this Su Leqing has some misunderstanding because he praises him every time?

Thinking of this, she was a little flustered, and after glancing at the rest of the class, she whispered, "Let's talk about something outside the classroom!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the outside of the classroom, thinking in his heart that if Su Leqing confessed to her, how would he refuse?

Su Leqing thought about it, this matter was indeed not suitable to be talked about in the classroom, and he hurriedly followed Wang Qian out.

"If there's anything, just say it here!" Wang Qian looked left and right with a little weakness, and after making sure that there was no one, he said to Su Leqing.

Although Su Leqing was a little puzzled by Wang Qian's strange behavior, she didn't think much about it, and said straight to the point: "Teacher Wang Qian can paint wall paintings?"

"Wall painting?"

Wang Qian was stunned, she never thought of what Su Leqing wanted to talk to her, but she just asked her if she could paint on the wall.

"Yes, Teacher Wang Qian?" Su Leqing repeated.

Wang Qian suddenly came back to her senses, her pretty face was a little hot, she seemed to be thinking too much, she turned her head to look away and said, "It's a little bit, why are you asking this?"

"That's right, I have a hot pot restaurant construction site, and I need to paint a wall painting on the staircase corridor upstairs, so I want to ask the teacher to paint one, of course, I won't let the teacher paint in vain, there are about five square meters over there, and I will settle the price according to three hundred and one square meters. Su Leqing said with a smile, if this wall painting is painted by someone from Nanyi, the five-square-meter wall painting will cost at least 3,000 yuan.

"Wait......"

Wang Qian turned her head in surprise and looked at Su Leqing and said, "You said you have a hot pot restaurant construction site?"

"That's right!"

"Do you want the teacher to paint the wall painting for 1,500 yuan?"

"Yes!"

"Are you sure you're not lying to the teacher?"

"Do you want me to pay first?"

As he spoke, Su Leqing took out his wallet and prepared to give the money first, anyway, he was not afraid that Wang Qian would run away.

"No, no, when I'm done, I'll give it to me!" Seeing that Su Leqing really went to pay for it, Wang Qian hurriedly waved her hand in a panic, if this was seen, she thought something was going on between the two of them.

"Okay, Teacher Wang Qian, then let's just say it, do you have time tomorrow?" Su Leqing hurriedly asked, mainly because he was about to have a holiday recently, and he was afraid that if it dragged on any longer, he would forget it, and it would be over.

"Yes!" Wang Qian looked at Su Leqing, her mind was empty, she never imagined that a first-year student would tell her that he had a hot pot restaurant construction site and wanted to invite her to paint a wall.

"Okay, I'll go back to the classroom and revise the drawing. Su Leqing turned around and entered the classroom.

Looking at Su Leqing's back, Wang Qian felt very unreal, she was still a teacher just now, and in a blink of an eye, it seemed that she was going to work for her students.

But she couldn't refuse, she was only more than 2,000 yuan a month as a teacher, and painting a wall painting was worth more than half a month's salary, so why not.

……

The next day, Wang Qian came out of the graduate school building early and sat on the bus to Xinjiekou with anticipation and anxiety.

Last night, she told her best friend about Su Leqing asking her to paint a wall painting, but her best friend analyzed it, and the result was that Su Leqing asked her to paint the wall in order to chase her.

She thought about it and felt that it was impossible for Su Leqing to chase her, because she had seen the portrait that Su Leqing painted for Lin Mengyue, and from the painting, she could see that Su Leqing should like Lin Mengyue very much, otherwise she would not have painted such a vivid painting, so she decided to go to Su Leqing's construction site first.

Half an hour later, she arrived at Xinjiekou and found the hot pot restaurant that Su Leqing said, she went up to see it, and there were indeed workers on the ceiling, which made her breathe a sigh of relief, at least what Su Leqing said was true, and then she came to the staircase corridor that Su Leqing said, it was snow-white, obviously painted with latex paint, and this was the place where she needed to paint the wall.

"Ding...... Bell...... Bell ......"

Just as Wang Qian was looking at the wall, her mobile phone suddenly rang.

After looking at it, it was Su Leqing's phone, and she quickly answered it.

"Teacher Wang Qian, where are you now?" Su Leqing's voice came from the phone.

"I ...... I'm already in the hot pot restaurant!" Wang Qian whispered.

"It's already here, okay, I'll come up right away. ”

As soon as the call ended, Wang Qian heard a sound of footsteps going upstairs outside, and hurriedly looked at the door, only to see Su Leqing walking up with a bag of things.