The other people who selected the entries in Leung's office were much more chic and happy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chinese teachers are basically class teachers, so self-study classes are basically in the class, after all, no teacher has the courage to completely let go of student autonomy like Liang Yingzi.

Even if the occasional teacher imitates him, he still can't pass his own level, always saying that the students should manage themselves and fully trust the class cadres, but from time to time they secretly look at the door or the window.

The class cadres who feel that their ability is doubted by the teacher will naturally be more or less unhappy, and they will be lax about class management, and this just confirms the teacher's heart - the student's self-control ability is not strong and can not manage their own thoughts, sometimes in order to manage their own class, they will even say "You are the worst class in the history of my class" and other contrary words, in fact, the purpose is to wear out the bad management personality of the students.

At this time, there was no one in the huge high school language office, Liang Yingzi pointed to the pile of paintings and assigned them tasks, "The task of our class is to select more than ten excellent works to report to the school, and then send them to the competition after being reviewed by the school. ”

"What if there are less than ten articles that can enter our eyes?" Liu Mei asked, she has studied Chinese painting for more than seven years, but due to physical reasons, she can't indulge too much, so her achievements are limited. But in the end, there are more than ordinary students in the field of art, and the requirements are naturally high, and she may not be able to look at a single picture.

"If you don't have a good one, you can be short and tall, anyway, you have to get me ten paintings and send them to you, the most basic requirement for the school to give us the experimental class is ten, so we have to complete this task first!" Liang Yingzi said that she is not like some teachers who like to cover up the tasks arranged by the school in front of the students, in order to create an atmosphere of teachers who are high above and do not eat the fireworks in the world, she is more down-to-earth, and likes to stimulate the students' sense of ownership and help.

"Alright! We try our best. Liu Mei was a little embarrassed, as far as she knew, many boys handed in a blank piece of paper, with a painting name on it - the beauty in my eyes, the cow eats grass, and the bottom is the payment.

This is actually a classic joke that circulates among the student group, especially the boy group, but it's a pity that Liu Mei is fatter so no one has ever made this joke with her.

"Liu Mei, this is my painting!" A prank boy hands over a blank A3 piece of paper.

"Got the wrong one, right? It's a blank slate! Liu Mei decisively refused.

"That's right, it's my painting, and it has a good name! It's called "Beauty in My Eyes - Cows Eat Grass!" 》。 The boy said in a low voice.

"The five hospitals are not closed today? If you do this again, I'll call the police! Liu Mei pursed his lips.

"Really, it's really the work of my heart! You're also an art class representative! Why can't you understand my efforts? Why don't you have any artistic acumen at all? The boy was heartbroken.

"Okay, then I ask you, what are you drawing?" Liu Mei was so tidy.

"Cows eat grass!"

"What about cows? What about grass? ”

"The grass is eaten by the cows, and the cows run away after eating the grass!"

"Why are the cows running?"

"After eating grass, it doesn't run, is it left for people to slaughter and eat beef?" The man is straightforward.

"You ......" Liu Mei was convinced.

However, after this incident, more than a dozen boys respectively handed in the "art works" with the titles of "Sheep Eat Grass", "Cats Eat Fish", "Chickens Eat Rice", "Dog Eats Meat", "I Eat" and many other x eat y as the title of the "art works", Liu Mei almost didn't choke up, and finally Luoyang couldn't look at it, and they took those "art works" and scolded them one by one before they relented, and obediently handed over the normal paintings and didn't say what the quality was, at least there was content, didn't it?

And those boys who were scolded by Luoyang were not angry, Emma, although she was scolded by Luoyang, but how could she have "intimate contact" with the school flower! Maybe it's just scolding and scolding? Is the distance from acquaintance to friend long? The distance from friends to boyfriends and girlfriends seems to be quite short!

After being scolded, you fantasize about the boyfriend and girlfriend stage, and if you give a little time, maybe you will get married and have children?

Classmate, you are very good in your heart!

After explaining the task, Liang Yingzi said: "You are free to eat snacks and fruits on the table!" He took his bag and left.

It's really gone, she's going on a blind date today, and the family is already waiting for her to go back and dress up and change her clothes and style.

While eating some snacks and fruits given by the seniors of the previous class when they occasionally returned to the school to visit the teachers, while admiring the paintings of the students, this little day was really leisurely.

The drawings handed in by the students were the same size, and I really couldn't find any common ground between any of the two paintings.

The types of paintings are also very different, sketches, gouaches, watercolors, colored pencils, and even crayon drawings!

To tell the truth, crayon drawing is in the eyes of many people is a preschool children's graffiti play, and the first reaction when you see the three words of crayon drawing is that the baby is seriously drawing a little yellow duck on the paper...... And the student who handed in the crayon drawing really lived up to everyone's expectations, drawing a ...... that even children from the fourth grade of elementary school and above can draw better than him Little yellow duck.

In addition to the type of painting, there is also a high gap between the students' techniques and painting skills.

For example, the same sketch, the same apple, some people draw like that, both the lines and the light and shade are very good, and some people ...... Probably just a butt with hundreds of lines drawn with leaves?

However, most people invariably choose to draw their favorite anime characters.

The well-drawn ones are carved out of the same mold as the comic posters, and the characters' demeanor, proportions and clothing details are very in place, which looks like a collection of valleys.

And if the painting is poor, it is estimated that you can only barely guess which person is from a certain feature of the clothing, and you may not be able to guess correctly.

"Hey, look, this is Jiang Yuanqian's drawing!" Zhou Ke suddenly shouted, picked up Jiang Yuanqian's painting and displayed it.

It was a portrait of a blue fat man, and the whole A3 paper only drew the blue fat man's head, without a body, and the body was covered by a huge bow.

"It's not bad...... "Feng Jing commented.

"But there's only the head of the blue fat man, don't you think it's a little weird?" Liu Mei asked.

"Well, I think it's a little weird, too." Zhou Ke said.

Li Qi and Chen Hengqi, two boys, sat obediently on the side and ate, anyway, they were in the background, and they came to play.

"But...... Don't you think this painting is a lot better than these hot-eyed paintings? Feng Jing asked, pointing to the pile of discarded items with "little yellow duck crayon drawings".

"It seems to be the same......" Liu Mei nodded hesitantly.

"In this way, let's first clean up a 'pending area', that is, paintings like Jiang Yuanqian that can't reach the 'good' level, but are a little better than these 'poor' levels, and then if we finally select ten paintings that are satisfactory, we don't care about these paintings in the pending area, if there are still a few left, just look for them in this pile of 'pending areas', how about it?" Scenery Recommendations.

"Hmm!" Liu Mei and Zhou Ke nodded. (To be continued.) )