When everyone thought that Lin Yi was dying by himself, Wang Molin suddenly laughed, and made no secret of his liking for Lin Yi.

"I like this young man."

He is now a highly respected man, both moral and artistic, and naturally has a belly that is inclusive of all rivers.

Lin Yi's words may be a collision for others, but for him, it is just a child's play.

And the moment Lin Yi turned around, when he saw Lin Yi's face and gaze, he seemed to have finally found the person he had been looking for for a long time.

Lin Yi's face was so young, he looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old;

Lin Yi's eyes contained a hint of vicissitudes, such a person must be very stable.

Coupled with his talent for drawing, he almost never learned to paint.

All four conditions, fully met!

How could this not make Wang Molin happy?

The other students around me were amazed: Is this okay?

But the teacher seemed to understand something at this time, and looked at Lin Yi's gaze with envy: This Lin Yi is so lucky. I don't know how many people in the country want to be Vice President Wang's closed disciples. He had just taken a class before he was taken by Vice President Wang. I really envy the dead.

Wang Molin looked at Lin Yi, who was a little confused, and said, "Lin Yi, are you willing to follow me to learn Chinese painting and calligraphy?" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, the teacher nodded secretly: I really thought well, Vice Dean Wang really wanted to accept him as a closed disciple.

The other students were surprised one by one, and their faces were full of envy and jealousy.

The others are basically single dogs, and when they were still staring at the target, Lin Yi actually brought his family to school, and he was such a beautiful family;

Now everyone else is thinking about which professor's disciple Fa'er wants to become, as long as he takes a certain professor's boat, it will basically be smooth sailing in the future, Lin Yi has just sketched for the first time, and he was actually taken by Mr. Wang Molin and wanted to accept him as a closed disciple.

You know, how many people in the country want to worship Mr. Merlin as a teacher.

As long as you become a disciple of Mr. Merlin, it is almost like being escorted to college, and you will have a smooth sail for the rest of your life.

This guy really doesn't know what kind of dog corpse Mi Yun he has taken.

Just when everyone was envious, and some people were about to drool, Lin Yi said leisurely: "I'm sorry, I think it's good now." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes widened again.

"Is there a mistake?!"

"He refused?"

"I went, and others couldn't grab the opportunity, and he actually refused?!"

"Am I crazy or is he crazy?"

The teacher next to him was also anxious for Lin Yi: "Lin Yi, do you know what it means to be a disciple of Vice Dean Wang?" You can learn the best painting and calligraphy skills, and in the future, your painting and calligraphy may be exhibited in the China Academy of Art, and even in the world. You'll get the best of the art in painting. Do you know how many people in the country and even the world want to worship Vice President Wang as a teacher, you ......"

Vice Dean Wang waved his hand to stop the teacher from continuing.

He asked Lin Yi very kindly: "Young man, why don't you want to learn from me?" ”

Lin Yi glanced at Zuo Yiran next to him.

He came to protect Zuo Yiran, and it is more important to protect Zuo Yiran in nothing;

Moreover, in his eyes, the most important thing is to promote the rank, not to draw and write.

Cultural things are important, but if the virus is about to break out in two years, if you don't get promoted as soon as possible to improve your strength, but instead learn painting and calligraphy, it will be a problem with your brain.

But on the surface, he naturally couldn't answer that.

He thought for a moment and said, "For me, painting is purely a hobby. I didn't want to achieve anything, to become a painter or a calligrapher. ”

“……”

Lin Yi's answer made everyone hate to trample him to death.

For others, an opportunity that may not be able to wait for a lifetime, he actually refused with this reason.

Are you still human?

Zuo Yiran was anxious for Lin, and at the same time worried that Wang Molin would be angry.

But when she thought of Lin Yi's true identity, she was relieved.

The teacher's face sank and said, "Lin Yi, how can you be so presumptuous? You are disrespectful to Vice President Wang! If it's just because of interest, not because you have a higher pursuit of art, don't you come to the Academy of Fine Arts, wouldn't it be better to find a random interest class to study? Save yourself time here! ”

The teacher's tone was harsh.

Vice President Wang is a person she respects very much, but Lin Yi refused three times and twice, how can this not make her angry?

Unexpectedly, the light in Wang Molin's eyes was brighter, and even a slight smile of relief appeared on his face, and he said, "Just for interest? Good, very good! Nowadays, many young people are too eager for quick success. Thinking about how many tens of thousands a painting will sell, they completely regard painting and calligraphy as a craft to make money. Such a mentality is a big taboo for art! It's not that you can't make money if you engage in art, but if you are mercenary, it will do more harm than good to art. There are very few people who really engage in art for the sake of interest. ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at Lin Yi with a little more envy and jealousy.

Nima, what is this operation?

So many people squeezed their heads and wanted to become Mr. Wang Molin's disciples, but they couldn't, this kid could be appreciated by Mr. Wang Molin if he said anything casually.

What kind of world is this?

Lin Yi has no idea how famous Wang Molin is and how powerful he is.

However, this old man takes such a fancy to himself, which makes Lin Yi also very grateful.

But he did have more important things to do, so he simply refused again: "I'm sorry Vice President Wang, I really don't have any big ambitions, you better leave this opportunity to others." ”

After finishing speaking, in the eyes of everyone who wanted to trample on him, Lin Yi slowly packed up his drawing paper, pencils, and erasers.

Having said that, Mr. Wang Molin can't force it anymore.

He just sighed regretfully: "Alas......"

I have been looking for a closed disciple for so long, and it is easy to meet one, but I am still unwilling to learn from me.

How could this not make him regret it?

But if you really give up like this, maybe you will never meet the right person again in this life.

In the end, when Wang Molin was about to leave the classroom, he turned around and said to Lin Yi: "In this way, you only need to come to me for three classes a week, and I will teach you everything I know." How much you can learn depends on your understanding. ”

When the teacher heard this, he was surprised: Is this okay?