Chapter 80: Apprenticeship

There is no shortage of students in the mornings of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Some of them have classes, some go to the library, and they don't miss any time to study.

Shang Feiwu appeared on the school road in good condition, and the cold wind blew, and she tightened the collar of her coat.

At this time, Gu Lang had been waiting for her outside the studio for more than an hour.

When she appeared, Gu Lang's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand and shouted, "Shang Wu!" ”

Shang Feiwu raised her head, and when Gu Lang's face entered her pupils, she took a breath of some annoyance, and then continued to walk forward quietly.

Gu Lang followed, holding her with concern, "Shang Wu, where did you go after the bar ended last night?" I didn't go home either. ”

Shang Feiwu raised his head, the emotion in his eyes was unpredictable, "Gu Lang, we shouldn't be familiar with it, we have to report wherever we go, right?" ”

She just didn't like it when people were pulling her arm like this and asking her whereabouts.

She doesn't hate the person in front of her, and even has some good feelings, because he is very sunny and carefree.

But I just don't like it, people other than the man, touch her, even if it's through a thick coat.

What's more, she won't reveal anything about last night.

Gu Lang was full of enthusiasm but hit a wall, bowed his head in frustration, and didn't know what to say.

Shang Feiwu gently took away the hand he put on his shoulder, smiled politely, and said goodbye: "I'm going to class, goodbye." ”

Today's class is Kim Se-yoon, a representative painter of postmodernism, a young painter of mixed Chinese and Korean descent.

The IQ is outstanding, the painting school is rebellious, and the sense of criticism is strong.

Because of the same yellow race, Shang Feiwu could still feel that the young painter had looked at him a few more times.

Professor Kim's class was assigned a simple task, and a week later it was the Urban Environmental Protection Week, and the task of this class was to draw on the theme of environmental protection, and the students of the Academy of Fine Arts were expected to do so.

Shang Feiwu sat in front of the drawing board and thought about where to start with the paintings made for Environmental Protection Week.

She squinted her eyes and went forward, everyone was scribbling on the drawing board, looking full of confidence, just she scratched her ears and cheeks and didn't know how to write.

This appearance also attracted Professor Jin's attention.

Shang Feiwu hurriedly withdrew his gaze from the patrol and buried his head in the appearance of painting.

But there was no thought in my head.

Everyone's drawings tend to be sober, and most of them have a gray tone on their drawing boards.

It seems to be announcing how much damage everyone has done to the environment.

She frowned, why did the poster for Environmental Protection Week look like this?

At that time, you will be able to see this painting with children, women, and people who have contributed to environmental protection.

Would they like to see such a grey style painting?

Shang Feiwu glanced at the spacious school road and towering trees outside the painting, and suddenly had an idea, and the pen was full of flowers.

As soon as you become obsessed with paintings, time flies very quickly.

When she finally stretched her waist and moved her neck to indicate that she was done, there were only three or two people in the studio.

The rest of the people have already handed in their homework and left class.

She raised her wrist and looked at her watch, it was time for lunch.

His head was shrouded in shadows, and when Shang Feiwu raised his head, Professor Jin's face still smelled of a ruffian in his delicate face.

She got up and handed him the painting.

Because she thought that she couldn't speak English or Russian, she didn't want to communicate with Professor Jin more in private, but she was about to leave when she packed her things, but she was unfortunately pulled by someone.

Shang Feiwu turned his head, looked at the hand holding him in astonishment, and frowned suspiciously.

"Yes, after looking at the black and white paintings all morning, only yours can make people feel cheerful."

Her eyes widened, unable to believe what was being said from the mouth of the person in front of her.

"Huh?" Jin Shiyun raised his eyebrows, "Your expression is so strange." ”

Shang Feiwu smiled and shook his head, "No, no, I just didn't think you could speak Chinese......

Jin Shiyun shook his head and smiled, "Don't forget that I have half Chinese ancestry." ”

Professor Jin in front of him was so kind and approachable at the moment, Shang Feiwu couldn't believe it at all.

If the professor knows Chinese, she really wants to have a deep communication with this master.

It's a pity -

Bad people always follow the others.

Xu Rong appeared at the door of the studio with a violent face.

It is a stark contrast to the students on the corridor who carry their sketchpads on their backs.

"Shang Wu, I have something to talk to you about."

Shang Feiwu turned her head, an unfriendly face met her pupils, she walked over and whispered, "I don't think I have anything to talk to a stranger." ”

She didn't have any affection for a stranger, let alone a stranger with malicious intentions towards her.

"You!" Xu Rong was obviously a little angry, "Since you don't like Gu Lang, then please be neat!" Don't hang on to other people's appetites, be clear if you have something to say, and don't be a green tea! ”

Shang Feiwu is usually used to being introverted, otherwise he would definitely give the person in front of him a big roll of his eyes at this time.

In other words, more than a year ago, a classmate came to her for trouble, and she must have explained it to others with a pleasant face, and then let the family not be angry.

But at this moment, she doesn't need to grieve herself for other people she doesn't know.

"So you mean, when Gu Lang hasn't opened his mouth yet, I just told people not to say a word to me?"

She stepped forward, "Is this your way of life?" ”

Xu Rong's originally aggressive momentum was instantly suppressed, and she reacted a little late for half a second.

"Gu Lang, haven't you confessed to you yet? But why was he so depressed when he came back from looking for you? ”

Shang Feiwu sneered, "I don't have to be responsible for other people's depression. ”

She was born a human, not a doll, and the person who played with it was unhappy, and she didn't have to be responsible.

Xu Rong was speechless for a while, and couldn't find a better word to refute.

She turned around, and her whole person looked calm and flat, "Please don't come to me in the future." ”

They are just people who have met each other at the party, and they don't know each other and have no friendship.

Xu Rong stood at the door of the studio in a daze, and when she reacted, she turned around angrily and ran.

In the studio, it is rare to have a person who understands Chinese.

Jin Shiyun watched the scene just happened with great interest, and couldn't help but applaud again and again.

Shang Feiwu was sorry for the noisy scene that happened just now, "I'm sorry......"

But Jin Shiyun didn't mind at all, "Do you have time tomorrow?" Come with me to the new bar in the city center, where there is a private job, and we will split it fifty-fifty. ”

Shang Feiwu couldn't hide his stunnedness, "The private work of the bar? ”

"Well, Lafery's bar, they need painters to paint the new wall murals for them to look like."

She raised her eyebrows in disbelief, "Professor, do you still need to take on these private jobs?" ”

Kim Se-yoon patted her on the shoulder, "Do you know why I became famous?" ”

Shang Feiwu shook his head, and then replied, "Talent? Intelligence quotient? Diligent? ”

He shook his head, "No, no, no, it's all about a forever young heart for painting." ”

Shang Feiwu blinked as if he understood something.

Doodling bars is indeed something that only poor students do, but he doesn't think so.

Kim Se-yoon's paintings always maintain an attitude of rebellion against the present world and never bow down to the world.

He has a young mentality, and he never struggles with fame and fortune, and he is extremely free and easy.

"What time is tomorrow?"

"In the afternoon, after the end of the lesson."

Shang Feiwu nodded, and after asking the address clearly, he was about to say goodbye.

Today's chat with Professor Jin has benefited her a lot.

"Wait......"

Jin Shiyun didn't know how to speak, "I have never accepted an apprentice, that is, if you can, you are willing to ......"

"I do!"

Before he could finish speaking, Shang Feiwu jumped up and down and nodded wildly, she was willing, she was a hundred willing.

Jin Shiyun smiled, "Such an exaggeration? ”

Shang Feiwu realized his gaffe and grinned embarrassedly.

Kim Se-yoon is one of the few Asians who is particularly good at postmodernism.

The students who were usually able to talk to him in private were very happy, let alone be his apprentices?

Shang Feiwu was excited, and had a question, "Professor, why did you choose me?" ”

"Because you have talent and can think, take today's homework as an example, you have chosen a completely different path from other students, and this line of thinking coincides with mine."

Jin Shiyun's beautiful words did not stop, "Your brushstrokes are good, your brushwork is good, and most importantly, you are willing to work hard, I have seen you rank first in two grades, which is not a simple thing, and I have occasionally seen you come out of the studio at eleven o'clock at night, which is not a simple thing." ”

Shang Feiwu's relieved expression didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and there was always a feeling that he was almost at the end of his life.

"But, most importantly, I like the aura that you exude, it's like, you just told that girl that you don't have to be responsible for other people's depression, I can't agree more, now in this society, if you don't sympathize with unrelated people, you are like a heinous bastard."

He continued: "Only when you are strong can you not care about the eyes of the outside world. do hat you ant,do hat you like。 ”