"Teacher!" Fang Yi looked at Liu Hongshuo's face, and was afraid that the old man would be too sad, so he couldn't help but shout.

Liu Hongshuo looked at Fang Yi and squeezed out a little smile on his face: "I won't let you draw today!" Just copy this work by Brog! As he spoke, he pointed to the painting: "Today you will copy it yourself, I will go back early, the key to the studio is placed over there, I have prepared one for you!" Don't go to Zhou Tong in the future, come here when you have time! ”。

Fang Yi followed the direction of Liu Hongshuo's finger and saw a key and said, "I know!" ”。

After listening to Fang Yi's words, Liu Hongshuo raised his feet and walked towards the door, and when he arrived at the door, he remembered one thing: "Just pull off the electric switch next to you when you go, and push it when I'm not there when you come!" After speaking, he didn't wait for the student to answer, and walked out with the door.

Fang Yi could see that these things touched the sadness of the teacher he had just recognized, and he couldn't help but be a little worried. However, this worry disappeared as Fang Yi put Brog's painting on the easel, dragged his easel to the side, and started copying.

The speed of copying is very slow, and almost every stroke and every line has to be carefully considered. Such sketches are not comparable to Wang Qiluo or Zhou Tong! Fang Yi was like finding a soulmate, and comprehended Brog's intentions through sketches. It's a wonderful feeling, like starting a conversation with this aestheticist painter.

This feeling made Fang Yi couldn't help but immerse himself in it, and he painted it one by one, Fang Yi simply forgot the time and devoted himself to Liu Hongshuo's copy of Brog's works.

The entire portrait of a woman Fang Yi was copied for more than five hours before it was completed. After finishing it, I really couldn't hold back my inner **, and hung a sketch paper directly on my drawing board. I closed my eyes and thought about what I had just copied, savored the charm of Brog, and thought that I could learn from it.

More than ten minutes passed in his mind, but Fang Yi only felt it for a moment, and it seemed that it didn't take a few seconds. He opened his eyes, borrowed the shape of Brog, and began to draw his own drawings on paper.

With a general experience and ideas in his mind, Fang Yi started to write much faster than just now. Even then, it's much slower than what I've used to draw. It took a full hour and a half for Fang Yi to finish painting himself.

Taking two steps back from the front of the easel, Fang Yi carefully looked at the painting he had completed, and was still quite satisfied overall, and the sketch had improved a lot, just look at the experience bar in his mind, it was much faster than brushing Zhou Tong.

By the time Fang Yi came back to his senses, he found himself at two o'clock in the middle of the night. Hurriedly put down the pencil and prepared to leave the teacher's studio to go home, knowing that his parents were in a hurry.

As soon as I reached for the power switch, I saw a telephone set next to it, and when I picked up the receiver, I heard a murmur inside. Knowing that this phone can be used, I immediately dialed the phone at home.

The phone was connected after thinking twice: "Xiaoyi? ”。

"Mom! It's me! Fang Yi said immediately.

Before Fang Yi could continue to speak, Yu Qin's question like a machine gun came from the other end of the phone: "Where are you so late!" Why haven't you come home yet, do you know how worried your dad and I are ......! ”。

Fang Yi took the earpiece away, five or six centimeters away from his ear, and after listening to it for a while, he felt his mother's voice quiet, and then put the earpiece next to Wei Duo again: "I'm in the teacher's studio!" Go back right away! ”。

"Teacher?" Yu Qin on the other end of the phone asked.

Fang Yi said directly: "I'll explain to you when I go back, it's a good thing anyway!" ”

"It's so late to take a taxi back!".

"Got it! Got it! I'll tell you when I get back, that's all! After speaking, Fang Yi waited for his mother to answer, threw down the phone, turned off the power switch, locked the door, and walked towards the school gate.

There was nothing in his hand, and the doorman looked at Fang Yi and didn't say anything. Fang Yi just walked out of the small door and stood on the side of the road.

Now the weather in Stone City has reached below zero, and it is more than two o'clock in the night, which is the coldest time of the day. Fang Yi stood on the side of the road where there were no pedestrians, shrunk his head and stomped his feet while turning his head to see if there were any taxis coming from the left and right.

After waiting for almost ten minutes, Fang Yi stopped a taxi.

"Go xx!" Opened the car door, Fang Yi told the driver the address of his home, and got into the car directly.

The driver turned his head and glanced at Fang Yi, stretched out his hand and pressed down the no passenger sign in front of the car, and greeted Fang Yi while turning: "Come out of school now?" ”。

"I forgot the time, I only remembered to go home now," Fang Yi said with a smile.

"You know how hard you look!" The driver said praisefully.

Fang Yi asked, "Listening to the master's accent, it doesn't look like a person from Shicheng!" ”。

"It's not! When I got here, I helped the owner of the car to drive as a second driver, and my wife and children stayed in my hometown," the driver in his thirties looked at the road and said to Fang Yi, a passenger.

"How's business going?"

"It's ok! But it's not as good as the summer evening, and now it's too cold for everyone to be at home at night. If it was Saturday and Sunday, it would have been better, but I only collected less than 200 yuan in total tonight," said the driver.

Fang Yi said without words: "Driving at night is hard!" ”。

"It's nothing to work hard, but the children at home are not very energetic, if I can read so late as you read, I can wake up with a smile when I sleep!" The driver smiled and said: "But the little things just don't care, why do you want to be cultured now!" What can you do without culture! People who graduated from college do the office with air conditioning, and the 9-to-5 commute is comfortable! I just dropped the words anyway, I can't read well, and as soon as I graduate from high school, I'll open a rental with me! ”。

While the car was driving, Fang Yi listened to the driver nagging his unsuccessful son. There were no cars at night, and the cars drove fast, and it took less than half an hour to arrive at the door of Fang Yi's community.

After taking the money from Fang Yi's hand, the driver stretched out his head and glanced at the community: "The house in this place is really expensive, more than five thousand square meters!" If I can mix a house here, I will be enough for this life" After speaking, he found money for Fang Yi. Waiting for Fang Yi to close the car door, he started the car.

After opening the door of the house, Fang Yi saw his parents sitting on the sofa in the living room, and neither of them had changed their pajamas.

Seeing his son enter the door, Yu Qin complained: "I won't make a call when I come back so late!" I don't know if the adults at home are in a hurry! ”。

"Today I recognized a teacher, Teacher Liu Hongshuo of Shiyi! ......" Without waiting for his mother to finish speaking, Fang Yi took over the conversation and began to talk to his parents about his new teacher.

Fang Guohua and Yu Qin could only feel that their son was very excited, and they didn't know who Liu Hongshuo was. Not to mention that I don't even know about it, but I haven't even heard of it.

"Dad! It can't be a liar, right?" Yu Qin turned to Fang Guohua and asked after listening to his son. My son is a good painter! This is what the school teacher said, the husband and wife Fang Guohua have no artistic cells at all, Yu Qin learned a little art, but he wet his shoes on the edge of the long river of painting, and the little water didn't even wet his feet.

As soon as he heard his son's words, he was still a famous oil painter in the country, and he fell in love with his son and accepted him as a student. Yu Qin didn't have a bottom in her heart when she heard this, and she felt a little too fantastical when she thought about it! The first reaction was not to be happy for the son, but to worry: my son has no life experience, so he won't be deceived!

Fang Guohua also feels this way! What domestic oil painting everyone is a little too far away from the circle of their own lives, and painters! He is still a famous painter in the country! It's a bit mysterious to fall in love with his son. After studying for so long, there will be a great painter who will take a fancy to it?

Fang Yi looked at his parents' puzzled gaze and said, "It's that I didn't explain!" I first met a teacher of stone art, Dad! It was when I told you that when I went to Shiyi to see the level of others, I touched a teacher's studio, and I didn't know that his teacher's name was Zhou Tong...... "Then Fang Yi reported the whole thing to his parents completely, and repeatedly emphasized that his new teacher has a big studio in Shiyi.

Fang Guohua thought for a while and said, "Then we know, you go back to your room to sleep first!" Your mom and I are ready to go to bed, too! After speaking, he pulled Yu Qin.

The two returned to their bedrooms, and as soon as they closed the door, Yu Qin complained: "I haven't said a word to my son, I told you to come back next time you must be early or something, and sleep well!" What to do if you run into an old liar! What if it's a pyramid scheme that is on the spot! ”。

"You can really think about it! Besides, what time is it? Fang Guohua glanced at his wife and said: "Tomorrow, you ask your sister-in-law about this matter, let her ask if Shiyi has a teacher named Zhou Tong, and then ask Liu Hongshuo and Liu Yuchan, and ask the location of the studio to know if the old man who taught his son is a liar!" ”。

Yu Qin thought about it for a while and then said: "That's the truth! "When I think of this, I want to touch the phone.

"Call my sister-in-law at three o'clock, aren't you tossing around, call tomorrow!" Fang Guohua lifted the quilt on the bed and said as he watched his wife's movements.

Fang Yi washed up and returned to his room, feeling a little interested. My parents are not as happy as I thought! It stands to reason that I worshipped an oil painting, and everyone should be a teacher to show a little happiness. I've found a big experience tree, and it's the top experience tree in China!

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Yi found an excuse for his parents: I don't know! They didn't learn to paint, so it's understandable that they don't know or don't understand. found an excuse Fang Yi felt much better in his heart, retracted his head into the quilt, and began to cook his own pig's head, that is, sleep!