This is not a gift or bribe, but adhering to the ancient knowledge of knowledge, very polite style, really liked by this kind of old man, smiled and agreed to it, saying that the surrounding students came to the teahouse to steal the teapot thermos if they were fine, just to help watch. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, Shi Jianren also knew why when he went to school in the morning, a large number of students also went to the gate from the outside, it turned out that the tradition of this art academy is that students rent houses outside at every turn, although they are all under the guise of painting in the studio, but most of them are young men and women living together outside!

The surrounding buildings that are stacked on top of each other indiscriminately are all built and rented by the landlords themselves to students, and no one will manage them, so they are flooded.

It turned out that this was the case, Shi Jianren suddenly felt that why these college students were not doing well, maybe they were delayed by the affairs of this man and woman, and the ancestral teachings of his own family were completely correct.

In fact, this was originally a Xiaochuan opera troupe, which is an industry under the cultural center, and now the market economy has long run out of the way, so there are only a few people left in the original unit to rely on this house to open a teahouse as a pension, as for the singing opera, which is the last few people left in the troupe, they can only be entertained by themselves, and young people even if they learn opera, they are looking for opportunities to perform in big theater troupes and big cities.

Now there are four people in the whole teahouse, two old couples, and the middle-aged woman who hangs her throat in the morning is the wife of the old man Huang surnamed Xiao, who sits next to her with a smile and looks at Shi Jianren diligently: "You are so young, you don't go out to work, why do you want to be a bang? ”

Shi Jianren also thought for a while: "Who knows, maybe I'll go out to work, and now I'm working." ”

So it was determined that there was basically a tile to cover the rain, Shi Jianren turned around happily and continued to be a model, and sure enough, when he entered the university gate again this time, the security guard didn't even check his class card, but he waved his hand without eye contact and let him in.

After walking past several school buildings, he confirmed that someone was pointing at him all along.

As a bangbang, a painting model, he actually became a little popular on campus.

College students from various departments found various reasons to come and see this somewhat unique awesome, but no one opened their mouths to talk to Shi Jianren, and few students from the Academy of Fine Arts studied this, and there was no need to touch the stones with eggs if they had a little dabbling.

With a few hundred yuan in his pocket, he still has to be a lot more calm, and the third day of classes in a row is still over in an endless stream of onlookers, and the fourth day is off, Shi Jianren, who originally planned to be a stick to earn living expenses, chose to take the bus and take a look around.

As a result, he walked around the streets outside until it was dark from seven o'clock in the morning, and if he hadn't promised to help clean up every night, he would have even wanted to sleep outside to see the strangeness of the big city.

The noisy, chaotic and magically orderly dock is one society, and the somewhat alternative art academy is another society, but at this time, Shi Jianren, who calmed down his mind, saw the metropolis in his eyes and when he just stepped on the steps of the natural history museum, only surprised and helpless, the structure is completely different.

Now he has a more detailed eye to observe the city, and even a crowded youth casual clothing brand store, he squatted curiously on the side of the street for two hours.

Of course, we can also look at the city from a macro perspective, know the status of this municipality in the country, know the significance of the wharf market, and also know that the Academy of Fine Arts is just a street on the corner of the city, this area is still a relatively poor place in the city, and the location of the district government outside two or three stations is many times more prosperous than the street of the Academy of Fine Arts, of course, the city center near the wharf is the most prosperous.

During the two days when he didn't need to be a model plus the weekend, Shi Jianren wandered outside for four full days, and even went to the most important university education area in Jiangzhou City to see it, and then he realized how different the Academy of Fine Arts really is, but with the art of calligraphy, the only place where he is a little bit touched, he still decided to choose to continue to stay around the Academy of Fine Arts, otherwise what closer place can he have to other schools? Is it the Chinese department of the art of war strategy or the mathematics department of four-digit arithmetic?

What's more, his cloth specialty is still a relatively rare part, and now he can't play it at all.

In the second week of returning to the Academy of Fine Arts as a model, on the first morning, Shi Jianren was quite unexpectedly waiting at the door of the classroom, and after the first batch of students arrived and opened the door, he carried the bucket and mop he brought in, took off his shirt, wore only a newly bought vest, sprinkled with water, and started from the area around where he was sitting, and carefully swept away the thick dust on the ground, revealing the dark cement floor below.

By the time it was time for class, the students had all arrived, and they all looked at each other with some disdain, and the awesome man carefully cleaned up the dust on the ground into a big pile and poured it into the big paper bag he had brought with him in the big paper bag with newspaper!

The whole process was watched blankly by the college students, and at most when they saw the mop swept nearby, they raised their feet or moved their easel chairs, and their eyes should be very complicated.

Shame, incomprehensible, or neuropathy?

In the end, the squad leader who had received the money couldn't help but watch the sweaty Shi Jianren wipe himself with a dry towel: "Hmm...... Teacher Yang gave you money to do cleaning?"

Shi Jianren smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "If you are willing to give me money every day, I can clean the classroom every day." ”

The little boy with glasses hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, there is no such expenditure for the class fee!"

Shi Jianren smiled and nodded: "That's right, then even if I clean up my own working environment, it looks too dirty and uncomfortable." ”

Scare!

Now all the college students in this class can only say that they have seen strange people and strange things.

As a result, after lunch, another group of students from other departments came to watch.

No model has ever treated the classroom as her own work environment, and actually took the initiative to clean just to look uncomfortable!

Can this be considered a work ethic or is it really a lack of heart?

It's really called anti-guest-oriented!

Yang Zelin criticized the squad leader with a smile: "Look at it, I have said many times that you will do a thorough cleaning at least once a week, but now it is Ah Ren who feels unbearable before you, you are still college students, I am ashamed of you!"

At the end of class in the afternoon, Shi Jianren met Wang Runan outside the classroom and went downstairs together, but the old professor laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "You didn't mean to teach these little guys!" As if Shi Jianren had already regarded Shi Jianren as an old friend who had forgotten the New Year, Shi Jianren did take the time to write a few words in the past few days of class to demonstrate, and he was more familiar with the students over there.

Shi Jianren squeezed his eyebrows and blocked it: "Don't say that, I really can't stand it and it's too dirty! I went to other universities two days ago to see it, and in comparison, the students of the Academy of Fine Arts are the dirtiest!"

Wang Runan laughed even louder, and Shi Jianren looked at him with contempt: "You teacher didn't take the lead!"

Wang Runan's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked down to see that he was embarrassed, wearing a gray shirt covered with a beige cashmere vest, dark gray trousers and leather shoes underneath, and indeed ink marks could be seen everywhere!

Look around, most of the boys with ink are oil painting and printmaking, and the mud between their fingers is the sculpture department, and it may be slightly better to study advertising and design, but it is easy to get dirty when doing industrial models or drawing drawings, and even the girls who are showy and show off their branches try to choose red and green clothes, so that even if they are dirty, they are not so conspicuous, so individual girls who dress like a small white flower are particularly conspicuous.

So with Shi Jianren's eyes that rarely pay attention to women, he took a few more glances at the long-braided girl who always wore a white loose sweater and a denim skirt, according to the name I heard in class these days, it should be the Zhao Qian who has been mentioned repeatedly.

Shi Jianren couldn't help but look up and think, that quiet face appeared in his mind, what kind of face was it?

At this time, a woman with long shawl hair, a black mercerized jacket on the upper body, and red and green bell bottoms walked up to an old and a young man head-on with a pair of high-top scalp shoes.

Speaking of the dress of this art academy, in Shi Jianren's opinion, it is really a demon and a monster!

Maybe it's because of this that the monster place will accept him, a guy who is also a little abnormal.