[The new book "The Cultivation of the Holy Land of Martial Arts" is being updated, I hope that book friends can go to the scene, collect it, and vote for the new book, because the new book needs to be on the list. The book "Principal" will continue to be updated, and try to keep it updated every day. 】

Liu Meng didn't expect Yao Zhixing to become a literary and artistic youth, and he would be embarrassed in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel funny when he looked at it.

"Headmaster, in fact, I came back to Taoyuan this time mainly to continue to learn comic creation with you, not to be a teacher. It's just that there are no graduate places in the school now, so I entered the school as a teacher. So, I want to be able to work with you and learn a lot. With a little hesitation, Yao Zhixing said this.

"You want to learn comic writing with me." Liu Meng couldn't help touching his chin and groaning, and then asked, "I've seen your recent comic works, and they're already very good, why do you still want to learn from me?" ”

Yao Zhixing smiled helplessly and said: "My comic creation level has indeed improved in the past four years at the China Academy of Art, and I have also made certain achievements, but compared with the progress speed when I studied with the principal, it is not worth mentioning. Not to mention anything else, one of our students at the Academy of Fine Arts of Taoyuan University who was two years later than me surpassed me. ”

Liu Meng smiled and said, "You're talking about Zhou Jiajia, right?" He has found his own creative style, and he has naturally entered the country day by day... However, it is true that your comic creation has not yet formed its own unique style. ”

Yao Zhixing bowed his head slightly and stopped talking.

The past few years of his study at the China Academy of Art seem to be glamorous, but how much effort he has put in, how many temptations and tribulations he has endured, and how much he has gained in the end, whether it is worth it or not, only he understands it, it is really difficult to tell others.

Now that he has returned to Taoyuan to follow Liu Meng, he has a feeling that the child has returned to his mother's arms. It is no exaggeration to say. Liu Meng is his life mentor.

Liu Meng was also pondering, and after a while, he said: "My comic creation level is not better than those teachers you have at the China Academy of Art, and Zhou Jiajia's grades actually have little to do with me." In your case, my advice is to put the comic creation thing aside for a while - don't rush to make a breakthrough, go to the art academy for a period of time, relax wholeheartedly, and then think about creation. ”

Listening to Liu Meng's words, Yao Zhixing frowned slightly, as if he was figuring out the truth, and after a while, his brows stretched. Nodding his head, he said, "Thank you for the principal's advice, I know what to do." ”

After Yao Zhi walked, Liu Meng thought of the first class of students who graduated from Taoyuan School, and said in his heart: If Taoyuan University has a graduate student quota this year, there are a few people who are willing to return here as graduate students. For example, Li Jie, Liu Yunyi, Qin Feng, Li Xing, Wang Dawei, Han Baiyu, Wang Hao, Bai Yang, Liu Jinrong, Jian Xiaoming, etc.

Of course, most of the 108 students who graduated that class still went to work, followed by graduate school and abroad. Thinking that the students he taught had really walked out of the school, Liu Meng had to sigh.

"Headmaster. The opening ceremony at the Dream Concert Hall is ready, do you think it's over now? Just when Liu Meng sighed, assistant Tong Susu walked in.

"Got it, let's go over here."

After speaking. Liu Meng got up and walked out of the office with Tong Susu. As for the manuscript specially prepared for this opening ceremony on the desk, Liu Meng has already memorized all of it in his mind, and he doesn't need to bring it at all.

When Liu Meng performed his speech skills in the dream concert hall of Taoyuan University, the freshmen were shocked one by one. Then when the five-body body he admired was thrown to the ground, in a class in the ninth grade of the junior high school of Taoyuan School opposite, Gan Feifei, who had been in class for three days, was deserting in class.

"It's not only ninth grade. Isn't it just a trick, you need to grasp it so tightly? There are so many study tasks every day, and I don't have time to chat with fans when I exclude the time to practice singing and dancing. Gan Feifei lay on the table and frowned slightly, constantly complaining in his heart.

Gan Feifei, who was running away, didn't notice that the female teacher standing on the podium had been paying attention to her for a long time, and even frowned slightly.

After a while, after reading a text, the teacher saw that Gan Feifei was obviously still distracted, so he said, "Gan Feifei, you get up and read the next paragraph to your classmates." ”

Probably because the teacher's tone of voice was too polite, or Gan Feifei was too powerful, he didn't react for a while, but just came back to his senses and looked around. Seeing this, the girl next to her hurriedly whispered, "The teacher let you..."

"Ahem! Other students don't talk! ”

It's a pity that this girl was stopped by the teacher before she could finish reminding her, so she could only worry about Gan Feifei. The other students in the class are also anxious for Gan Feifei, which shows that Gan Feifei is very good in the class, and in fact, most of the students in the class are her fans, the kind that is very iron.

It's just that in the face of the majesty of the teacher and the discipline of the school, even if they are anxious for the idol, fans dare not give Gan Feifei a hint in front of the teacher.

The teacher was helpless, so he had to say again: "Gan Feifei, I'll let you read the next paragraph of the text." ”

Gan Feifei finally knew what was happening, and hurriedly stood up and said, "Which paragraph is the next paragraph, teacher?" ”

She didn't sell cute, but she was already cute.

However, this Chinese teacher has taught Gan Feifei for three years, and he has long had a certain immunity to Gan Feifei's cute Dafa, and immediately said with a serious face: "I read the next paragraph of that paragraph just now, don't you know?" ”

People didn't hear it just now, how do you know?

Gan Feifei didn't dare to say this to the teacher, so her heart moved, and she said, "Teacher, in fact, you mispronounced the last word in that paragraph just now." ”

"Did you read it wrong?" The Chinese teacher looked puzzled, looked at the last word of the paragraph just now, and said strangely: "This word is read 'zhang', why is it wrong?" ”

When Gan Feifei heard the word "zhang", his eyes quickly swept over the textbook, and he aimed at a certain place, knowing which paragraph the teacher was reading just now.

At this time, the Chinese teacher was puzzled and suddenly understood that he had been tricked, and when he was about to criticize Gan Feifei, he found that Gan Feifei had already read aloud the paragraph asked for by others with the textbook, and could only show a helpless look on his face.

In the class of wits and courage, I actually lost to a girl, and it's not easy for others to know. Hey, who allowed himself to teach such a group of evil students?

After reading the text, Gan Feifei sat down, and stretched out his bare hand behind him to make a V-shaped victory gesture. Because Gan Feifei is occasionally naughty in class, she is specially arranged in the first row, so her gesture, in addition to the classmates and teachers in the first row, the students in the back have seen it.

As a result, these students admired Gan Feifei even more - the goddess Feifei is witty.

Although the class won the battle of wit, Gan Feifei didn't dare to continue to run and listened carefully to the class. It's just that she really knew these things about the teacher a long time ago, and she understood them very deeply, so it didn't take a few minutes for her to start running away again-

Mr. Liu should be very busy today, right? What about my sister, if she's not busy, she will arrange to keep herself busy, right?

[As soon as the new book was opened today, there were many old book friends to support, and I was really touched by self-cultivation. With you by my side, I believe that on the road of writing, self-cultivation will definitely be able to go further! It used to be decadent, but now it's boiling! Let's do it together! (To be continued.) )