Chapter 184: Sketch

The process on the second day of the summer camp, for Yan Feiyang, half of it was boring, and the other half was not bad.

The boring half is, of course, all kinds of leadership speeches.

Don't talk about Yan Feiyang's group of students, even the team leaders who seem to be dancing and admiring each other, such as Deputy Director Zhou and Vice President Yao, actually yawn hard as soon as they lowered their heads.

He spoke seriously, and he listened with joy.

In fact, no one knows what he said.

Even a good girl like Ye Xiaotong sat down, secretly scribbling on the book with a pencil, pouting quietly from time to time, revealing a bored look, I don't know how long such boring speeches will last.

On formal occasions, Ye Xiaotong also wore a formal plain white short-sleeved cotton shirt, a regular over-the-knee black long skirt, black leather shoes with a little high heels, and long hair combed into two ponytails, hanging down behind his head.

It's pure and clean.

This image has been unanimously praised by Vice President Yao and Teacher Lu.

This is the standard template that represents a good student in Medica.

Yan Feiyang is even more low-key, with a plain short-sleeved shirt, black slacks, and sneakers.

At this stage, many schools in remote areas do not have a unified school uniform, although Wei Zhou Middle School is a provincial key middle school, there is no unified school uniform, it is estimated that in another year or two, the school uniform will be unified after all.

"What are you writing about......"

Soon, Ye Xiaotong found that Yan Feiyang, who was sitting next to her, had been drawing on paper all the time, and the frequency of pencil movements was very fast. I couldn't help but lean over curiously, and only glanced at it. I almost exclaimed, but fortunately, "at the critical juncture" and "reined in the precipice". He hurriedly reached out and held his mouth, but his eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief.

Yan Feiyang is painting.

On the blank workbook, a swing frame is drawn, and on the swing, there is a girl flying in the wind, the girl with a ponytail, a short-sleeved shirt, and skinny jeans. The face is delicate and innocent, and the smile is full of happiness and satisfaction.

Isn't it Ye Xiaotong himself?

I didn't expect Yan Feiyang to be able to draw, and he painted so well, this is expressive.

Although it was only a few strokes, it unreservedly outlined Ye Xiaotong's happy mood at that time, which was comparable to the best photo taken, but the photo was not so concise. There is no such black and white verve.

"Ah, this is, this is my ......"

Ye Xiaotong immediately remembered that last night, she fell off the swing. Just as he was falling into Yan Feiyang's arms, a little face suddenly turned red, like a fire.

Yan Feiyang smiled slightly. He nodded slightly.

"When you're done painting, you must give it to me as a souvenir...... You're so good at drawing......"

Ye Xiaotong praised sincerely.

This is a compliment. It really has nothing to do with her liking Yan Feiyang, no matter who it is. can use the simplest pencil, the roughest workbook, and a few pens to draw such a vivid picture, Ye Xiaotong will not hesitate to give him a heartfelt admiration.

"Good!"

Yan Feiyang is always so precious as gold.

Looking at Yan Feiyang's pen, his body was also formed little by little, Ye Xiaotong only felt that a girl's heart was about to fly, floating in mid-air, but it couldn't fall.

On the rostrum, the leaders said something completely unknown.

This sketch was just finished when the leader's speech finally ended, Yan Feiyang smiled and tore off this page from the homework book and handed it to Ye Xiaotong beside him.

Ye Xiaotong took it with both hands and looked at it carefully for a long time, his eyes were shining, and he didn't know if it was fog or tears. Finally, it was folded and clipped into his workbook.

At the end of the leader's speech, the leader was sent off.

After a short break, a professor of chemistry at Yidong Normal University gave a lecture to the students and explained the key points of the Olympic competitions over the years.

The chemistry competition is divided into two parts, the first part is a written test, a written test, and the score is 100 points. The second part is the experiment, which also has a complete set of scoring rules.

The content of the high school chemistry competition, of course, is the entry-level level for many high-end chemistry elites, but for high school students who have just come into contact with chemistry knowledge, the content of such a competition is difficult enough.

Often a single question can completely dizzy people.

Tomorrow they will have to take a written test.

The person who gave the class to everyone was an old professor, at least sixty years away, with gray sideburns and a strong accent in his speech, but fortunately, everyone was from Yidong, and it didn't sound particularly difficult.

All the students and the lead teacher listened attentively.

The old professor mainly explained the methods and mentality of coping with this kind of competition, as well as the various points of problem solving.

With the status of this old professor in Yidong Normal University, he is definitely one of the winners of this competition. He personally explained how to deal with the competition, and naturally every student had to listen attentively.

After the old professor finished his lecture, the morning process was over.

After lunch, after a short break, the afternoon is interactive, the organizing committee found some winners of previous chemistry competitions to interact with the younger students and pass on their competition experience to the younger students.

At lunchtime, Gongsun Lan was with everyone.

Although there are a lot of important matters that the Gongsun family needs to deal with at present, since she is a chemistry teacher in Wei Zhouzhong, she must do a decent job. This is also the principle of Gongsun Lan's actions.

During the meal, Gongsun Lan and Yan Feiyang sat together.

This Chinese food is attended by many heavyweights, many of whom are leaders of the provincial education system, and it is also beneficial to the leaders of the East Normal University and the Provincial Chemical Association.

A staff member of the organizer asked Gongsun Lan and the leaders to sit at a table.

Generally speaking, those who are qualified to sit at the same table with the main leaders are the leaders of Yidong Normal University and the Chemical Association, and ordinary teachers absolutely do not have this kind of honor.

But Gongsun Lan is an exception.

No matter who it is, as long as she looks like Gongsun Lan and brings disaster to the country and the people, it will become an exception, and many rules will be modified for her.

It's just that Gongsun Lan herself, obviously doesn't like such exceptions, and declined with a smile.

Regarding Gongsun Lan's refusal, the staff member was obviously unexpected, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Not to mention such a good opportunity, this girl doesn't know how to grasp it, that is, how much courage does it take to refuse to have lunch with the leader in public?

However, in front of the public, the staff didn't say much.

To do this kind of thing, we all pay attention to individuality, and it is too much.

If you quietly arrange this beautiful female teacher to the leader's side, the leader will naturally be happy, and this staff member can also make a contribution, but if it makes a fuss, it will be a shame, not only is it useless, but it is still a big mistake.

Gongsun Lan turned a blind eye to the staff's surprise and indignation, and turned around and left directly.

She was in no mood to pay attention to these messy people and messy things now, but fortunately the guy was quite sensible and didn't insist after touching a nail, otherwise, Miss Gongsun wouldn't mind embarrassing him in public.

"Teacher Sun, do you have something on your mind?"

Yan Feiyang asked in a low voice.

Gongsun Lan didn't hide it, nodded slightly, and said a little irritably: "Well, things at home are not going well." ”

Ye Xiaotong was taken aback.

After dealing with Teacher Sun for so long, this is the first time she has seen Teacher Sun show an irritated expression, even if that time in the chemistry teaching and research department, Li Xiaoshou Chen Section Chief Jin Yuntao and them are so nonsense, Gongsun Lan is just cold, as if watching a few jumping clowns jumping, there is only disgust and ridicule on their faces, but there is no irritability.

It shows that in Gongsun Lan's mind, everything that happened to those clowns who jumped off the beam couldn't hurt her at all, and she destroyed a few clowns in a conversation.

Right now, Teacher Sun is getting irritable, doesn't it mean that what happened in her family is very troublesome?

"Can I help?"

Yan Feiyang asked immediately, naturally, without the slightest pretentiousness.

So far, Yan Feiyang has regarded Gongsun Lan as a friend, and naturally, he also regards Gongsun Lan as a teacher. It is natural for friends to help each other, and they never need to ask why, only whether they can help.

"It helps. I need you to accompany me to meet someone, a very important person. Of course, you'll have to wait until after you play. ”

Gongsun Lan is still straightforward.

Yan Feiyang nodded and didn't say anything more.

He believed that Gongsun Lan would arrange everything.

Lunch was very quiet, perhaps because there were many students present, the leaders were more conscious, concerned about their own image, and did not eat and drink, let alone shout five or six, guessing the boxing order, it seemed very low-key.

During this period, only Deputy Director Zhou quietly came over and asked Gongsun Lan if he wanted to toast the leaders to change his impression, maybe he could win more convenience for the students of Wei Zhou Middle School in the follow-up competition.

This suggestion was dissolved without a trace by Gongsun Lan's faint look.

Don't say a word, Gongsun Lan didn't even change her expression, she just glanced at Deputy Director Zhou lightly, and Deputy Director Zhou suddenly regretted it very, very much, he really shouldn't have made such a stupid suggestion.

The person who can solve Jin Weimin's father and son with a phone call, the leader of the provincial education system, is obviously not worth letting her curry favor. Because even if he is the biggest leader present today, there is no way to easily take down the person in charge of the education system in Weizhou City.

Isn't it obvious who should shoot whom's sycophants?

Why is your brain so bad that you actually make such a bullshit suggestion!

It seems that his assault on the throne of the number one has come to an end.

Sure enough, Gongsun Lan never looked at Deputy Director Zhou with his eyes again, and it seemed that the leader of the Wei Zhou team had completely turned into air.

Mixing on the scene, but without eyes and brains, what future does such a person have?

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