The next day, Fang Yi went to school and stayed in the art classroom for a morning.

Now Fang Yi didn't feel like staying here like before, and suddenly he felt bored staying here. Although I am drawing with a paintbrush, I always feel like a mouse scratching around. It's like an awl on the buttocks, and it's hard to sit still.

Fang Yi knew where his temptation came from! So many boxes in my teacher's studio are really like cigarettes to old smokers, casinos to gamblers!

"Fang Yi! How about you look at the colors of my part like this? Just as Fang Yi was immersed in his own thoughts, a classmate asked.

Standing up from the stool, Fang Yi walked to the front of this person's easel and took a closer look at this classmate's painting: "The color is really good, it has improved a lot compared to before, and the whole picture looks very rich!" I like the colors anyway."

"Thank you!" This person was very happy to receive Fang Yi's praise. Now many students in the classroom are approaching Fang Yi's painting style. Without Wang Qiluo, an orthodox person with a domestic academic painting style, Fang Yi's painting style and thoughts can be said to be unified.

As soon as I finished reading this, the other person over there immediately spoke: "Come and see my paintings!" Master Fang gives me some advice! ”。 Fang Yi listened, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked to another easel.

I looked at five or six drawings and gave these students some advice. Fang Yi returned to his easel, picked up the pen but didn't continue to paint! I have already made up my mind: I will not come here when I paint in the future, and I will go directly to my teacher's studio. Not only are there their own teachers, but there are also some famous copyists in boxes waiting for them.

Deciding to leave, Fang Yi glanced at the art classroom and the classmates inside. Suddenly, a trace of reluctance surged in my heart, as if the environment here had something more difficult for me to give up. I opened my mouth a few times to tell these classmates that I wouldn't be here in the future. But the words came to his lips, swallowed a few times, and returned to his stomach.

Let's talk about it in the afternoon! Fang Yi looked at a classmate looking at him. There was kindness and admiration in it, and some fluff on the corners of his mouth was matched with a smiling face, which made Fang Yi look at it and couldn't help but feel reluctant. I had to postpone the news that I wanted to leave until the afternoon.

With the idea of leaving in my heart, I was more meticulous about the students' requests to look at the paintings and give their opinions. When I got to the back, I simply put down the pen in my hand, looked at the students' drawings one by one in the art classroom, and gave improvement suggestions for almost every painting.

During recess, Fang Yi told Mu Jin that he had something to tell her, and asked his little girlfriend to come to the art classroom after school at noon.

A morning went by. When the bell rang for the end of school, the students who stayed in the art classroom left the classroom in twos and threes.

"Master Fang, it's time for school!" A classmate saw that Fang Yi was still sitting in front of his easel, and couldn't help but remind Fang Yi that it was time to go home for dinner now.

Fang Yi nodded at him: "You guys go back first, I'll wait here for Mu Jin to go together!" ”。

"It turned out to be a beautiful woman who had an appointment! No wonder you're not hungry! The students who walked to the door joked, and when they saw that there were still two or three grinding students in the classroom, they immediately said, "Hurry up!" What are you trying to do, didn't you hear Master Fang say that you want to be a beautiful woman, what do you want to do? When the light bulb! ”。

Hearing this person's words, the rest of the people who stayed in the classroom immediately couldn't help but speed up the movements of their hands: "It's here!" Here it comes! When what bulb? Look at the sweetness of the two of them, and then compare the miserable ones who are only alone."

Fang Yi watched these people go out, and the last one who went out deliberately closed the door. Sitting alone in the art room, Fang Yi turned his head to look at the empty easels around him. I kept saying to myself in my heart: There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed! Whether it is postponed for a few hours or a few minutes, it does not change the fact that he is gone.

Just as Fang Yi was stunned, the door of the art room opened. Fang Yi thought it was Mu Jin, but when he looked up, it was Teacher Sun.

Hurriedly stood up from his stool: "Teacher Sun, why are you here now!" ”。

"I forgot to take the kettle, I went home at noon and boiled two bottles of water, and I just brought it in the afternoon!" Teacher Sun walked directly to the original blackboard wall of the classroom.

Seeing that Teacher Sun picked up the kettle and wanted to leave, Fang Yi stopped the teacher: "Teacher Sun! I have something I want to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Teacher Sun stood directly and turned to Fang Yi and asked.

"I don't think I will come to the art classroom often in the future, there is a teacher at Shiyi who guides me to draw, and his level is very high. I want to go to him and paint during the day! ”。

After hearing Fang Yi finish saying this, Teacher Sun put down the kettle in his hand, pulled a bench directly from the side and sat next to Fang Yi: "I hope you can stay for a longer time, this is also a little selfishness on my part." I hope you can teach them more," Teacher Sun said, with a smile on his face: "The things I learned before are a bit outdated to teach them. Wang Qiluo is not very good at words! You've done well enough during this time, and you're also a student, and you're not obligated to teach other students! Now the other students have made a lot of progress in this period of time! It's time for me to be content."

"This departure, suddenly I felt a little reluctant," Fang Yi looked at Old Man Sun and said.

Teacher Sun smiled: "Iron-beaten battalion soldiers!" Even though it's a school, it's not much worse. Every year there are always new students coming in and old students leaving! The level of the teacher you see must be okay. Not to mention the eye for painting, I believe you are not bad. Now that I have found a teacher, I can improve faster with guidance! ”。

Teacher Sun said this, and the two of them turned their eyes to the door of the classroom together, and Mu Jin's red figure appeared there.

Teacher Sun knew that Mu Jin was Fang Yi's girlfriend, so he smiled at Mu Jin and said, "Come in!" A few words to come, I'll be done on my side."

After listening to Teacher Sun's words, Mu Jin called Teacher Sun and walked directly to Fang Yi's side and stood still.

"You found a teacher in Shiyi, have you changed the school you applied for now? Still not going to CAFA," Teacher Sun asked after thinking for a while.

Fang Yi nodded and said: "I won't go to CAFA, I only report Shiyi when I take the art test" What do you do when you have your own teacher and go to CAFA?" Can you teach yourself more? I'm afraid not!

"Which teacher?" Teacher Sun asked one more question.

"Teacher Liu Hongshuo!"

Teacher Sun was stunned when he heard Fang Yi's words: "That realist Liu Hongshuo of Shiyi? ”。

"Yes! I now have the key to his studio, and I will go to Mr. Liu's studio to paint in the future," Fang Yi nodded and said.

"This is your creation!" Teacher Sun said happily: "It's a good thing, with his teaching, you will definitely progress faster, not to mention the level of our side, even the cram school outside is 108,000 miles away from him." So you don't have a problem choosing stone art,".

Fang Yi listened to Teacher Sun with a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect that my small studio really cultivated a painter," Mr. Sun laughed. After saying a few more words to Fang Yi, he got up from the chair, said to Fang Yi and Mu Jin, I went back, picked up the kettle at his feet, and walked out of the art room briskly.

Looking at Mr. Sun's brisk pace, Fang Yi's heart was a little less reluctant.

Mu Jin put his hand around Fang Yi's shoulder: "That Teacher Liu Hongshuo is really amazing?" Why haven't I heard of it? ”。

Fang Yi listened to Mu Jin's words, and directly reached out and hugged his little girlfriend's waist so that Mu Jin sat on his lap: "How many domestic painters do you know?" ”。

"Xu Beihong, Liu Haisu, Huang Binhong, Li Keran, Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian and Fu Baoshi! I know these few," Mu Jin opened his mouth and said.

"That's a lot to know!" Fang Yi listened to Mu Jin's cheek and kissed lightly and said, "More than I know!" "What Mu Jin said is all Chinese paintings, and there are really not many famous Chinese oil paintings, even if there are Chinese, they can only be regarded as Chinese. Now the most famous is the French Mr. Zao Wou-ki, a world-class painter.

Mu Jin smiled and said, "I'll take a look at these masters' paintings when I'm fine, and I can have more common topics with you in the future."

Fang Yi listened and said: "Then you should take a look at the oil painting, I really don't know too much about the Chinese painting you said!" ”

Ha ha! Mu Jin couldn't help but make fun of her boyfriend when she heard Fang Yi's words: "As a painter, you don't even know the senior masters, what kind of painting did you paint?" Feelings are ready to deceive those who don't know how to draw! ”。

"I'm a painter, not a master! Just look at the paintings, not affected by their fame, this is the attitude of painting! Fang Yi said with self-determination.

Mu Jin didn't know that Fang Yi was talking nonsense, stretched out his finger and scraped Fang Yi's face and said, "Do you feel ashamed to say this?" ”。

Fang Yi shook his head: "No! Don't blindly follow the trend, don't be superstitious about the master! In order to achieve their own painting style! After speaking, he stretched his palm forward vigorously: "That's what I did!" ”。

Mu Jin couldn't help but laugh again when he looked at Fang Yi's appearance. What the little girlfriend didn't know was that although Fang Yi said it casually, he really did it, and he always did it.

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The evening chapter may be a little later, and some guests came to the house today, because it should be sent around seven o'clock