In Gan Ning's mind, archaeology is tantamount to digging up other people's ancestral graves.

And this kind of thing, Gan Ning will definitely not agree.

During the Spring Festival of the third year of high school, the mother and daughter of the Gan family had a very unpleasant quarrel in order to volunteer.

The day before the start of school, the fiery Gan Ning was furious and said, "As long as you don't study archaeology, you can do anything." ”

I didn't think that this sentence angered Gan Nana, and this girl finally did not choose archaeology, but applied for a military school.

Gan Ning's father is a soldier, a soldier who died early.

It is well known how much Gan Ning rejects this industry.

And Gan Nana actually applied for the military academy, and Gan Ning almost had a heart attack.

Seeing Gan Ning like that, Gan Nana also regretted it a little, but even if Gan Ning's hands and eyes were all over the sky, she couldn't withdraw this volunteer.

Therefore, in the last half of the third year of high school, Zhen Zhu was surrounded by low air pressure, which made people breathless.

The only good news is that Zhen Zhu's war-torn youth is about to be released.

As the first TV series independently produced by Du Lanzhi, Du Lanzhi really put all her heart and soul into it.

Two days before the release, Du Lanzhi greeted Zhen Zhu.

Therefore, even though she was busy with her studies in her third year of high school, Zhen Zhu still took the time to go to Gan Ning on the weekend to have a show.

Under the leadership of Zhen Zhu, Gan Ning and Yao Cuihua also began to chase the drama.

Anyway, one episode a day, it doesn't delay things.

It's just that Gan Ning and Yao Cuihua are paying attention to different directions. Yao Cuihua, like most people watching TV, pays attention to the direction of the plot and the fate of the characters, while Gan Ning only pays attention to Zhen Zhu's acting skills.

In the case of Zhenzhu's heavy academic work, he was also asked by Gan Ning to take extra classes and acting classes. Zhen Zhu is really a head two big.

Looking at the countdown to the college entrance examination on the blackboard, Zhen Zhu still gritted her teeth and crossed her heart, and survived.

At the beginning of the dog days, Zhen Zhu and Gan Nana walked into the examination room.

Zhen Zhu and Gan Nana, who walked out of the examination room, glanced at each other, walked to the side and answered the answers.

After answering the answer, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as they moved their books to Zhen Lei's dormitory, Zhen Zhu and Gan Nana left the school with their burdens, waving their hands and not taking away a single cloud.

Looking at the chic energy of the two girls, Zhen Lei knew that these two girls were pinching snails with three fingers, and they were nine out of ten.

The heat of the daughter's love gradually faded, there were not so many fans waiting at the gate of Qingshan Academy, and Bai Fei had already parked the nanny car in the parking lot and waited.

Zhen Lei sent the two girls to the nanny car, and Shi Shiran returned to school.

As a student who is about to enter his third year of high school, he still has to make up for classes.

Thinking of Zhen Zhu's leisurely summer vacation last year, Zhen Lei was ten thousand unconvinced.

No matter how unconvinced you are, your little arms can't twist your thighs, and you have to obey the school's arrangement.

Looking at Zhen Lei's loveless face, Zhen Zhu couldn't help but smile proudly.

It's just that Zhen Zhu has been free for a few days, and he was arrested by Xu Zhiwen.

This girl agreed to substitute for others, but she forgot about it again, and went to visit friends in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

The basket that the master poked, Zhen Zhu, the little apprentice, could only carry it, put on his simple bag, and went to be a teacher for others.

I thought I was bringing children to other people, but Zhen Zhu stood on the seven-foot podium and found that the room was basically full of students older than herself.

There is no order to learn, and the master is the teacher.

Zhen Zhu silently recited this sentence, stood on the podium, and smiled slightly, "Today, I will inspect everyone's basic skills." ”

As he spoke, he took out the apple he had bitten into his bag and placed it on the podium.

Zhen Zhu's hand stunned the students who were about to watch the joke under the podium.

People are new to the city, feel the bottom of it, so normal cutting?

But this is completely different from what everyone thinks, okay?

Face the apple that took a bite......

Everyone picked up their own paintbrushes.

There are pencils, there are crayons, there are gouaches......

Zhen Zhu took a deep breath and asked her to teach this group of people of different levels and styles to learn to paint, Xu Zhiwen was definitely cheating on her.

The point is that this group of people are all learning Western painting, and she is learning Chinese painting!

Those who engage in art are a little arrogant, let her conquer them, Zhen Zhu feels that she has a long way to go.

Western painting emphasizes realism, while Chinese painting emphasizes artistic conception. Although Zhen Zhu has also studied proportion, light and shade, anatomy, and chroma in order to achieve better artistic results...... But in front of this room of people, Zhen Zhu really didn't dare to be arrogant.

Seeing that most of the class had passed like this, most of the students put down their pens and looked at Zhen Zhu.

"Teacher, tell me about it!"

A flirtatious voice rang out.

Zhen Zhu turned his head to look at the boy with the ponytail and the watercolor painting in front of him, and frowned.

From the painting tools he brought, he took out his own drawing board, took out a brush, took the palette in the boy's hand, and began to paint.

Pale red, crimson, yellow, brown, black, and white highlights, layer upon layer of gouache were applied to the paper, and the red apple that had been bitten out of the paper also jumped onto the paper.

"I'm just a painter of Chinese painting, so I may not be able to teach you too much.

But I have to teach you one thing now.

The quality of a painting does not depend on what you use to paint it, but on whether you paint it with your heart.

Apples are the most basic things, just a little bit more complex than eggs.

If you can't even draw well, you have to think about whether you don't have the talent to draw seriously, or you don't have the talent to draw.

That's all for today's lesson, and tomorrow we'll continue to draw apples. ”

In the face of such a teacher, the students should also be very frustrated.

Shouldn't teachers be like this?

Walk into the classroom: "Students, in the last art class, we learned to draw water cups, and in this class we learned to draw apples.

Let's see how I draw first. Note that draw a square first, and note that this square should be drawn lightly because it will be erased at the end......

Okay, the teacher is done.

Now, please take out your art book and start drawing.

Notice how I drew it. “

The teacher teaches step by step, and they draw step by step.

What others have chewed and refined is always easy to digest, isn't it?

But Zhen Zhu is different.

An apple disrupted their pace.

Such a wrong way of opening makes them confused, so it's easy to cut down!

The students dragged their feet out of class.

Zhen Zhu stepped down from the podium and looked at them one by one.

It is impossible for any work to be without flaws, let alone for beginners.

Zhen Zhu strives to discover their strengths and weaknesses from their paintings, and reflects them with a brush.

By the time Zhen Zhu's own masterpiece was next to each painting, the sun was already setting.

Zhen Zhu straightened up her sorely soft waist and smiled bitterly.

She really doesn't have the talent to be a teacher. She just has rice balls in a teapot, and she can't pour out the goods in her stomach.

It's really sad!