A few of the male students shouted for ice water, but the voice quickly disappeared under the teacher's glare.

The cool water soaked everyone's dry throats and let the heat dissipate a little.

After drinking the water, everyone's mood improved significantly, and they followed the teacher with a brisk pace.

Zhao Qingyu also drank half a bottle of water in one go, and she stuffed the rest into her bag.

"Need I help you?" Gu Li glanced at the large backpack on her shoulder and asked lightly.

Zhao Qingyu knows too well that Gu Li likes to "care" for her verbally, and she always replies with "no, no, no, no".

This time, she suddenly had a bold idea.

"Okay."

Zhao Qingyu also replied lightly.

Gu Li didn't react at first, and walked forward like no one else, Zhao Qingyu repeated again: "I said okay, don't you want to help me carry things?" ”

"Ah......h

But soon, he came back to his senses, his eyes moved slightly, and he laughed and said, "Xiao Qingyu, you finally accepted me, it's great." ”

The corners of Zhao Qingyu's mouth twitched, this person's face is afraid that it is a few points thicker than the city wall, and he is afraid that he was beaten to death in the previous life.

And he said it, but he didn't mean to take the initiative to help at all, Zhao Qingyu felt that he had to take the initiative, so he took off the big backpack behind his back and swung it forward.

At this moment, Gu Li couldn't hide from it, so he had to reach out and carry the big bag.

I don't know if it's her delusion, Zhao Qingyu felt that the green tendons on Gu Li's forehead were almost bursting out when he picked up the bag.

No, don't be so exaggerated.

Zhao Qingyu had already noticed that Gu Li only straddled a very small tourist backpack when he came to the training camp this time, and it was estimated that there were at most a few summer changes of clothes and washing tools, which were not as heavy as the books she usually brought to and from class.

This is also the reason why Gu Li said this, and she simply obeyed his words.

"You can't carry it, can you?" Zhao Qingyu tried to joke.

"Heh, hehe......" Gu Li pulled out a smile, "Do you think it's possible?" ”

Zhao Qingyu took a small half step back and looked at Gu Li from top to bottom, he was at least one meter seven or eight up, he was a little thinner, but he couldn't even carry a bag.

It's unlikely.

She thought, this person is really good at pretending.

Fortunately, I didn't go far, this road is full of art training institutions, and everyone can guess that the place they are going to is near here without thinking too much.

After walking for nearly seven or eight minutes, the teachers stopped in front of an old vermilion gate with a signboard called "Finished Wood Studio".

The name of this studio is straightforward enough, and it fully reflects the pride and ambition of all the students at this time.

The teacher knocked on the door, and the studio was quickly opened from inside, and it was a middle-aged woman in her fifties and sixties.

This is the cleaning aunt of the studio, the aunt should have been doing it here for a while, and when she looked at the dozens of young students with large bags and small bags outside the door, she immediately understood their intentions.

"Teacher Zhu! Mr. Zhu! ”

The aunt shouted inside as she led the teacher and students in.

Soon, an old man in his fifties wearing glasses walked out, wearing a white sweatshirt on his upper body, big black pants on the bottom, slippers on his feet, and a straw fan in his hand, and hurriedly ran out.

"Oh, it's finally here, Xiao Chen said to call you in the morning, and they all said that they hadn't gotten in the car yet." The uncle copied a very standard Mandarin and greeted several teachers in the team leader.

"At that time, I hadn't gotten in the car yet, but as soon as the phone hung up, the car came." Teacher Li, one of the leading teachers of their training camp, spoke.

The uncle nodded and beckoned the students to go inside: "It's good to come, let's go, I'll take you to the dormitory to put your things first, don't tire the babies out." ”

So, under the leadership of this uncle, the students walked inside with full curiosity.

The studio is an old-fashioned tube building refit, it looks very old from the outside, and the light inside is also a little dim.

The white putty wall is painted with a meter-high green wall paint, and many large and small photo frames are hung on the wall, which are various styles and types of art works.

There are magnificent and subtle Chinese paintings, beautiful and exquisite oil paintings, beautiful straw hat girls, and vicissitudes of farming old men.

"Wow...... It's amazing, if only I could draw like this. A girl exclaimed quietly.

When the uncle heard the laughter, he shook the broken fan in his hand and encouraged: "Don't worry, as long as you are willing to work hard and work hard, you can also paint like them, these paintings are all painted by students who have been trained here by us before." ”

"Really?!"

The students asked in unison.

"That must be true, and there can be a fake." Uncle said righteous words.

The teacher who led the team coughed lightly and said to the students: "You have to grasp the key words, Mr. Zhu said that you are willing to work hard, this is the point, if you give up halfway or want to be lazy after three minutes of heat, then don't think about it." ”

The students sighed, most of them were disdainful, how difficult and hard it can be to learn to draw.

There was a boy who shouted in surprise: "Teacher Zhu? This old man is also a teacher? ”

Uncle, that is, Teacher Zhu laughed, and the fan shook more happily: "Yes, I'm not like a teacher?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you kid, Mr. Zhu is an old artist." The team leader teacher hurriedly glared back at the boy who spoke.

The boy hung his head very aggrievedly, this old man obviously didn't look like an artist, and even the clothes he wore were no different from his grandfather who was idle at home raising chickens.

Teacher Zhu was not angry, and walked towards the second floor while talking to the students.

The stairway is paved with small square tiles, the color is gray and linen, and it is in line with the professional temperament of this time.

The first floor is actually just a reception room, and the second floor is the studio, but the uncle does not stop, and continues to walk up with the students, and the top third floor is the student dormitory.

Compared with the student dormitory of the school, this dormitory is actually not much different, but the scale is much smaller.

A room of more than 10 square meters, each with five single beds, can accommodate ten people, the innermost place against the wall is a few large cabinets, used to hold clothes.

There are two small wooden tables in the middle of the dormitory, on which some daily necessities can be placed.

Because there are more girls, the girls are allocated two dormitories, and one for the boys is enough.

The team leader assigns the dormitory and registers it, so that the students can put their things in the cabinet.

Gu Li put down the big bag on his body and put it on the ground, and began to gasp slightly when he spoke: "Okay, okay, how should you thank me today?" ”

After only a few steps of help, I began to ask for payment......

Although Zhao Qingyu thought so in his heart, he still smiled slightly: "Shall I invite you to eat ice cream?" ”

"No, I don't want to decide so quickly now, I'd better write down the account first, and wait until next time I think about it and ask you for it."

“…… Whatever you want. ”

Anyway, if it's too unreliable to ask, I won't agree to you.

Zhao Qingyu muttered to herself, picked up the big bag and entered the dormitory with another female classmate.

She was assigned to a bed inside near the cupboard and got off the bed.

Everyone's cupboard space is quite large, and her clothes are more than enough to put in it anyway.

Before I came, the teacher said that you don't need to bring bedding, the studio dormitory will provide, and now it seems that it is indeed provided, but it is just a thin layer of cotton wool, which is fine in summer, but when the weather gets cooler, it is estimated that it will be a little uncomfortable.

And now that it's hot, it's hard to sleep directly on top of the cotton wool sheets.

Fortunately, the team leader also lived here, so after the students cleaned up, they led everyone out to buy various daily necessities, and by the way, everyone bought a mat.

There is a small department store near the studio, which has everything in it, pots and pans, umbrellas, shoes and socks.

There are also mats that Zhao Qingyu wants to buy, and there are two kinds of mats, one bamboo mat and one straw mat.

The texture of the bamboo mat is slightly harder, which is cooler to sleep, and the texture of the straw mat is softer, so it is not so cool when lying down.

Of course, the students certainly didn't think about it so much, anyway, they bought it casually, and most of them bought straw mats because they were light and easy to take.

Zhao Qingyu was more afraid of heat, so she specially chose a bamboo mat, which could only be rolled into a cylindrical shape to hold or carry, plus buy some basins, slippers, buckets, laundry detergent and other things, and when she came back, her two hands were almost insufficient.

The mattress can't be used immediately after being bought, and it has to be cleaned with water, brushed with a brush, and then dried in the sun.

When the big guys came back from shopping, the public bathroom was immediately crowded with people, all washing mats.

After the mat is washed, you can go to the roof to dry, although there is a fence more than half a person high next to the rooftop, the team leader teacher is still not at ease to follow behind, telling some more naughty boys not to make trouble, must pay attention to safety.

The sun was very strong outside, and the mat had been drying upstairs for less than an hour, and it was already completely dry, and it was still a little hot to the touch.

After Zhao Qingyu and a few girls packed up their things in the dormitory, they sat and chatted for a while, and then went to the rooftop to collect the mats.

If you dry it for too long, you will probably sleep like a pancake at night.

Not long after the busy work, the team leader and teacher beckoned everyone to eat.

Eating is also on the third floor, shredded potatoes, cucumber fried ham sausage, stir-fried cabbage, tomato and egg soup, everyone uses their own lunch boxes to pack rice, egg soup can be used in the small canteen stainless steel soup bowl.

The teacher said that this time I came here for training, almost closed management, except for the usual holidays, or organize everyone to go out to sketch and study, usually not allowed to go out.

Moreover, they are all students from other places, and the teachers are still more worried about their safety, and they dare not let them go out casually.

Fortunately, there was no need to start the training camp on the first day, and many people had been in the car all day before, and their spirits had not recovered until now, so the teacher asked them to rest for a day.

Zhao Qingyu didn't have time to rest, so after she sorted out her things, she went to find the leader of the team, Mr. Li, and said that she had a relative near here and wanted to take a look.

Teacher Li was not very relieved, but Zhao Qingyu told the famous buildings and roads nearby, and when the teacher heard it, he was more familiar with this place than him, so he told her a few words and let her go out.

"By the way, what's your phone number? I'll let you know as soon as there is anything at that time. Mr. Li remembered that when he was in the car, he saw Zhao Qingyu answering the phone, and he thought about it, but he still felt that it was more reassuring to add contact information.

Zhao Qingyu was a little moved in her heart, the teachers at this time were very responsible, she and Teacher Li exchanged contact information with each other, and then they left the studio alone.

As soon as she went out, she sighed faintly.

Who knew that she looked good at studying and was well-behaved, but she didn't blush when she told lies, and she was completely a "habitual offender".

She did have relatives in the provincial capital, but not near the studio, and she had forgotten what the relationship between this relative and her family was, let alone where her family was.

She came out this time to buy study materials.

Continue to walk a few hundred meters on this road, there will be a three-way intersection, turn into that three-way intersection, walk forward for five minutes, and there will be a large Xinhua bookstore.

In her memory, the Xinhua bookstore already existed when she first came here, and then it was completely closed after the old neighborhood street was demolished.

This old street was demolished very late, and in Zhao Qingyu's impression, it seems to have always been a little dilapidated and a little rotten, with no more than three-story buildings on both sides of the road, and many low-rise bungalows.

The front and back of the house are wrapped with layers of wires, and nearby residents often hang large items of clothing such as bed sheets and quilt covers to dry.

This area is the earliest developed place in the provincial capital, and it is also the slowest growing place.

Zhao Qingyu walked forward slowly, and soon saw the familiar and unfamiliar three-way intersection.

Familiar, because its location is boundless, unfamiliar, because it is so shabby, and the road she saw later is quite new.

Walking along this broken road, the plane trees on both sides are tall and dense, and she doesn't have to worry about being exposed to the sun when she walks down.

Not too hot, still really hot.

There was not a trace of wind in the air, and when I knew that I was shouting loudly from the trees, the disturbing cry was like turning on a stereo at three hundred and sixty degrees, and wherever I went, I drilled into my ears.

There are also many snacks on the road, such as stone cakes, roasted chestnuts, baked cake stalls, etc., but the weather is too hot, and Zhao Qingyu has just finished eating, looking at these, he has no appetite.

Finally seeing the familiar signboard of Xinhua Bookstore, Zhao Qingyu wiped the sweat on his head and walked inside at a faster pace.

Unlike the outside, the bookstore is shady, with ceiling fans overhead.

There are a lot of people in the bookstore, and most of them are children carrying small benches to sit next to the summer vacation and read books.

After Zhao Qingyu walked in, the salesman just glanced at her and didn't pay much attention.

But when she found the area of learning materials, and just after the cage passed, one of the salesmen's eyes lit up and walked towards her.

"Do you want to buy study materials?" The salesman spoke a dialect from the provincial capital.

Zhao Qingyu pondered a little, and when he spoke again, he also spoke a very fluent provincial dialect.

"It's Dithia, I'll see for myself first."

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