Whether art students rely on their faces or not is a very serious question. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's like broadcasting, acting and other majors, obviously no one believes it if you don't rely on your face, but majors such as choreography, photography, and art are a kind of majors that don't have much to do with your face.

However, choreography and photography need to communicate with clients or teams, and they have to rely on their faces when necessary.

Only art can speak without relying on face, relying on technology.

It's a pity that Hong Kang has no talent in art, and the best painting in his life is a Pikachu with a painting, and the more difficult one is like Doraemon, which he can't paint well.

For this reason, Hong Kang was depressed for a long time - painting a portrait of a girl he likes to confess is a very romantic thing, and girls generally can't hold it.

The premise is that the drawing is good-looking, at least 85 points can be drawn with 90 points, and at least 80 points must be drawn with 60 points.

If a beautiful girl is drawn to 20 points of 'dinosaur level', and she is not beaten, it means that the girl is educated.

The next day, Monday.

Hong Kang glanced at Bobbi, who was making pastries with Lao Hongxue, pushed open the glass door that had not yet been repaired, and walked towards the school - there was a telescopic iron door outside the glass door, which would be pulled down to prevent thieves when the store was closed.

Hong Kang's high school is an experimental, the fifth-ranked high school in Lanhe City, Hong Kang is a student in the 79th class of the high school of the experimental middle school, and was later assigned to the 80th class because of his slightly poor grades.

79 and 80 are the only two liberal arts classes in the experimental middle school, of which 79 are liberal arts students, 80 is half liberal arts students and half art students, and the attendance rate of 80 class in the third year of high school is basically not half, all of them are encouraged by teachers to learn art.

Hong Kang clearly remembers today's special day.

Today, the school will have a group of teachers from outside the school to recruit art students. In his last life, because his home store was smashed, he was in a bad mood to listen to songs in class, and he mistakenly heard "choreographer" as "computer", and he was stunned that he could still be an artistic specialty by playing computers, and since then he has embarked on the road of no return to learning choreography and directing.

His vision proved to be very forward-looking.

Today, in 2016, playing computers has indeed become a specialty. The streamer of the video game League of Legends has earned more than the average white-collar worker!

It's a pity that a 100% deity number will definitely lose, plus a player who loses power seven or eight times a day, even if the level is good, it is not enough to become a streamer......

Hong Kang walked to his seat—the book was thicker than the city wall, the one in the third-to-last row by the window.

He sat down, holding his head like Auguste's carved contemplative.

He was thinking about a very serious question.

Do you still learn to choreograph and direct in this life?

In just 5 seconds, he made up his mind, learn!

Because......

Hong Kang counted the girl on the middle right of the third row, because she also studied art.

Although she studied broadcasting, she studied choreography and directing.

"Now that you've been reborn, can you get your first love (first crush)?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Hong Kang's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, under the leadership of the head teacher, the cram school teacher from another school who fooled the students to learn art walked in.

"Students, I'm ......"

Hong Kang didn't listen to the teacher's deception, and within two minutes of his lecture, he got up and walked out of the classroom.

"I'm a choreographer, please help me register."

Before going out, he said this, his uninhibited appearance and fierce face suddenly made half of the students who wanted to study art.

Only one of the girls in the third row, who didn't seem to hear what Hong Kang said, quietly listened to the teacher's flickering, and asked some questions from time to time.

……

In the aisle, Hong Kang looked up at the sky.

The sun had not yet risen, and there was a cool air in the air. Although there is no class yet, there are few students playing in the aisles.

With the appearance of Hong Kang, several female classmates who were originally playing in the aisle hurriedly returned to the classroom and made a serious study look. A few male classmates who originally wanted to come up to say hello lost their interest in playing when they saw Hong Kangsheng's expression of not entering, so they returned to their seats and began to catch up on sleep.

Hong Kang was the only one left in the empty aisle.

Suddenly, a paper airplane flew out of nowhere and slammed straight into Hong Kang's head.

I'm flashing!

Hong Kang's body moved as he wished, and he quickly turned sideways to dodge the paper plane. However, the paper airplane seemed to have eyes, and when it passed by Hong Kang's side, it made a 90-degree sharp turn and hit Hong Kang's eyebrows.

"it!"

Hong Kang was in a mood like a beepping dog, and he wanted to ask God, why did the paper airplane turn 90 degrees sharply?

Hong Kang grabbed the fallen paper airplane casually, and the pink paper seemed to narrate the extraordinary nature of the plane.

Could it be a love letter plane?

Hong Kang's jaw swayed, he remembered that during high school, there were many boys and girls who liked to fold love letters into paper airplanes and fly around.

Hong Kang dismantled the plane with his bare hands and opened the pink letterhead.

- "Hey! Sao New Year! Is the day of rebirth good? Is the first girl still satisfied? If you're not satisfied, don't worry, the next girl is coming. ”

The payment is: an old man who sincerely wishes you to get off the list.

At the end of the inscription, there is a stick figure similar to Dolan's 8 points.

Hong Kang casually put the letter paper in his pocket.

He already has a deep understanding of Dolan's unreliability - Bill Gates can be beaten by him without dropping out of school, what else in this world he can't do?

"Hopefully it's not the excavator ...... it's coming back"

Hong Kang prayed from the bottom of his heart.

Jingle bells!

The preparatory bell rang, and the admissions teacher of the cram school who ended in a flickering manner walked out of the classroom with a smile, patted Hong Kang on the shoulder and said, "Classmate, you are very active, why, have you studied before?" ”

Hong Kang nodded.

"Where did you learn it?"

"Golden Microphone Art Examination Training Center (training class where the cram school admissions teacher is located)."

The cram school admissions teacher was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Classmate, you are really joking, if you study with us, I won't know you?" ”

After speaking, he leaned over and said in Hong Kang's ear: "Look at your first registration, if you are willing to study with us, the teacher will give you a 20% discount." ”

Hong Kang he, thanking (that's the only expression he doesn't have to be intimidating).

After Teacher Ge left, the head teacher, Mr. Niu, greeted: "Hong Kang, class, come in." ”

Hong Kang walked into the classroom, hid behind his 'fortress', and continued to think about life.

Three minutes later, a sweet snoring sounded quietly.

――

Tang Hao was very angry, really, very angry.

Yesterday, he and a few brothers wanted to earn some pocket money and bought a dim sum shop with an old-fashioned name, Master Kong's dim sum house.

Who knew that the people in the dim sum house had a lot of combat effectiveness, they didn't earn their pocket money, and they paid a lot of medical expenses.

"Lao Tzu kindly asked you for pocket money, but you didn't give it, since that's the case, don't blame Lao Tzu for making your store unopen!"

Tang Hao picked up a brick and checked it in his hand, the amount was just right.

He aimed at the newly installed glass door of Master Kong's dim sum house, and threw out the bricks with a bang.