Chapter 12: Good News
She almost fell down several times, but Xiao Jinming only moved forward vigorously.
"Snap ......" Ye Tongqiang's tears dripped down, she was fiddled with by Xiao Jinming like a doll, but the other party didn't care.
It's just that it's not her room in front of her.
"You can pick any clothes you go in, but this one you have to throw away right away." Xiao Jinming ordered coldly, and Ye Tong breathed a sigh of relief.
I finally have clothes to wear.
"Good ......" Ye Tong's wrist that was grabbed was already a large red patch, and it was particularly obvious when it fell on her white and tender skin. Xiao Jinming only glanced at it, snorted disdainfully, and went downstairs.
His clothes wore through only the lost parts, but the red was shocking, did he use so much strength?
Xiao Jinming didn't know what to think, and muttered: "Just such a little madman, the Ye family is really perfunctory!" ”
Throwing the abandoned son directly not only solves a trouble, but also kills two birds with one stone, which has to be said to be a good strategy.
As soon as Ye Tong walked in, she closed the door, and she couldn't help but open her mouth wide, which showed the degree of surprise.
As soon as she walked in, she saw that there was a cloakroom, the soft light shining down, and the halo above her head glowed with warmth. Beautiful dresses and various styles of clothes are visible everywhere.
Is this for her?
Ye Tong was puzzled, this did not belong to her.
But the dress on her body had to be changed, and it was not for her to decide.
Thinking of Xiao Jinming's gloomy eyes, Ye Tong couldn't help frowning, he was the most terrifying person she had ever seen. If you were to give him a metaphor, it would be a man who is comparable to the fiercest beast.
Ye Tong selected repeatedly, and finally found only a barely fitting navy blue dress, but the pajamas in his hand did not dare not throw away, and when he found a trash can, Ye Tong threw it in.
The concept of life here is too different from what she used to be, Ye Tong looked at the trash can in front of her blankly, and she suddenly thought of the problem of needle and thread, and there was no one underneath.
Ye Tong hesitated for a moment, and had to go back to the room, the strange thing was that she slept very deeply tonight, until the next day the sun came in, and the room was warm.
A small body in the quilt wrapped itself tightly, the hairy head and the plain little face unintentionally rubbed the sheets, and in a trance, Ye Tong slowly opened his hazy eyes, and his brown eyes were still covered with a layer of mist, reflecting the appearance of the chandelier on the ceiling.
"Hmm......" Ye Tong bent up, and her consciousness gradually returned, this is Xiao Jinming's home, and she hasn't gotten up yet!
"Whew......" Ye Tong got up suddenly, she consciously made the bed, and the new skirt on her body lined her was particularly pleasant, and the slightly curly hair ends were casually draped around her waist.
The jet-black hair was as smooth as satin, and looking at himself in the mirror, Ye Tong was a little stunned.
She rarely wears skirts, and she is still a little unaccustomed to this.
Wait until Ye Tong is cleaned up and then go down, there is still a person downstairs.
It was her tutor Li Tong.
Ye Tong's eyes burst into a shining light, and she ran to stand in front of her full of surprise, and said in a crisp and soft voice: "Hello teacher!" ”
A smile also appeared on Li Tong's originally not kind face, she was originally very optimistic about this girl.
However, since the last time I learned about her talent for painting, I couldn't help but be impressed by her.
This is a world that looks at strength, and teachers look at students the same, Ye Tong has talent and ability, so Li Tong can't help but treat her differently.
"Hello, from today onwards, it's the official class class." Li Tong said, Ye Tong nodded, she couldn't help nodding because she was excited, the sweat in her palm overflowed, and she held it carefully.
She can learn, it's true.
She can also recognize words she doesn't recognize, and she doesn't have to endure the strange eyes of others......
Ye Tong listened carefully to Li Tong's instructions, and his well-behaved appearance made Li Tong nod in approval.
Attitude comes first, no matter how good the talent is, if you don't work hard, then it will be in vain.
But now it seems that Li Tong is very confident in Ye Tong.
"In that case, let's get started." Li Tong didn't want to waste time, so she said, and went to the small studio on the second floor with Ye Tong.
There are easels here, and some sketch paper and paint are neatly arranged.
"In the future, the painting class will be arranged in the morning, and the afternoon will be the cultural class, with an interval of two hours, can you accept it?" Li Tong was invited by Xiao Jinming, so he must give Ye Tong enough arrangements.
She is like a blank sheet of paper, and such particularity allows Li Tong to improve her lesson plan after she goes back.
Ye Tong listened to Li Tong say this, where did she have any objections, as long as she could learn new knowledge, this was better than anything.
What she lacked in the past can be made up for in this moment, no matter what way it is used, it is a gift.
And this person was the reckless and fierce man, and her heart was both grateful and afraid.
Ye Tong still remembers him well after all, it's a big deal that next time he bullies her, she doesn't bite or resist, she just uses it as his punching bag.
"Today we are going to learn sketching, the basic composition and the line arrangement......" Li Tong was amazed by Ye Tong's copying last time, and she decided to test the water for Ye Tong first.
An emotion filled her heart, it was not so easy to find such a gifted apprentice, it was almost impossible to find.
Ye Tong nodded, and she silently recited the word "sketch", which was also unfamiliar to her.
But when she saw a black and white porcelain falling in front of her eyes, Ye Tong was aroused.
She used to be there, when she had no paint, not even a paintbrush, and could only look for charcoal or a pencil or two.
Ye Tong also painted the so-called black and white paintings by herself, but she could only draw things when she was secretly playing.
At this time, the lifelike black and white paintings placed in front of her seemed to have a kind of magic, sucking her whole gaze into it.
"Is this a sketch? It's amazing......" Ye Tong couldn't help but stretch out his hand to rub it, Li Tong nodded: "Yes, this is another form of painting that is only sketched with a pencil, called sketching." ”
"Can I try?" Ye Tong couldn't suppress her excitement, every time she picked up the paintbrush, she felt that she was happy, but the feeling of depicting anything was really great.
"You can try to draw first." After all, Ye Tong has not studied systematically, so now is also the time for Li Tong to cultivate her interest.
She gave Ye Tong some time, and saw that she had drawn a simple porcelain piece, almost the same as the example given to her.
The shadows and strokes that should have fallen did not fall, but Ye Tong was a little nervous, she was just painting a scoop according to the gourd, looking at Li Tong with some expectation.
Li Tongzai looked at it carefully and put it down, patted Ye Tong's shoulder, it was full of skinny thinness.