Yuan Yuan showed a contemplative expression: he didn't know what Dean He Pingyong was looking for him.

At the celebration banquet last night, Yuan Yuan also got some information about He Pingyong from Qi Xiaozhi.

He Pingyong is a very square person, and he is also very low-key in doing things. In addition to teaching the students of the elite class, he quietly practiced and painted in his own house, and almost did not appear in the eyes of the junior, middle and senior students.

This dean seems to be an invisible person in the eyes of other teachers, and never interferes with the teaching behavior of other teachers.

It's been like this for almost twenty years.

However, no matter what He Pingyong was looking for him, he had to go.

After lunch, saying hello to Zhen Bao and Wu Daniu, Yuan Yuan was ready to go. In the painting academy, Yuan Yuan did not let Zhen Bao or Wu Daniu follow him.

Walking onto the main road, walk through the student's villa accommodation area, and the area behind it is the teacher's residential area.

The teacher's residential area is also a separate villa like the student's dormitory.

On the door of the courtyard of the villa, instead of writing words and numbers such as the eighteenth number of the first character, the teacher's name is written.

As soon as he passed by a few villas, Yuan Yuan saw the words "Black Ni Mansion", "Huaning Mansion", and "Zhuang Yuan Mansion".

After walking through a few villas, Yuan Yuan saw He Pingyong's residence. It has the words He Pingyong Mansion written on it.

Outside He Pingyong's courtyard, there was a rope, which at first glance connected to the bell under the eaves, and Yuan Yuan rang the bell.

When the bell "jingled", an old man of about sixty years old came out of the room.

The old man was wearing a long gown made of cyan cotton, and he looked a little rickety.

Despite this, Yuan Yuan sensitively felt that the old man was like a taut bowstring, like a beast ready to attack, and his heart was full of strength.

Yuan Yuan suddenly understood that this old man was definitely not a servant, but should be He Pingyong's follower of the martial artist. And he must be a strong follower of the martial arts.

So, Yuan Yuan saluted respectfully and said, "Old man, I'm Yuan Yuan, I heard that the dean has something to do with me." ”

The old man glanced at Yuan Yuan suspiciously, he felt Yuan Yuan's respectful attitude, and felt that Yuan Yuan seemed to see through his identity.

He has followed He Pingyong to Junyang for decades, and there has really never been a person who can see through his identity at a glance.

Even those teachers who teach, even those who follow the martial artists who teach teachers, think that he is an ordinary servant.

He really didn't understand why Yuan Yuan would see through his identity.

However, then, the old man smiled calmly: It seems that this student is really a little different from others, no wonder the talent is so outstanding, and he can achieve the realm of painting apprenticeship when he takes the exam at the academy.

Thinking of this, the old man didn't continue to dwell on this issue, and said to Yuan Yuan, "Yuan Gongzi, the dean is waiting for you in the studio." Please come with me. ”

As he spoke, he opened the courtyard door and let Yuan Yuan in.

Yuan Yuan followed the old man, walked into the courtyard, and then walked into the house.

When I walked into the house, I saw someone I knew: it was Lu Qi, the shy boy like a little girl.

When Lu Qi saw Yuan Yuan coming in, he still showed a shy smile, "Brother Yuan, are you here?" I heard Grandpa He say, you will come today, and I will wait here." Wait a while, after talking to Grandpa He, can I invite you to my studio?"

After finishing speaking, Lu Qi had a little apprehension on his face, a little expectation, and uneasiness.

The studio is the most intimate and valued place for a painter. Some painters have very private studios. The studio accompanies the painter for the most time in his life, even closer than the bed in the bedroom.

Most painters practice day and night in the studio, practice painting, achieve spiritual painting, and achieve a higher realm.

A very formal invitation from a painter to another painter to his studio is a very friendly and solemn invitation.

Dean He Pingyong was able to receive Yuan Yuan in his studio, which shows that He Pingyong did not treat Yuan Yuan as a simple student.

And now, Lu Qi has issued such an invitation to Yuan Yuan, it can be said that Lu Qi should be full of friendly feelings towards Yuan Yuan.

Yuan Yuan immediately showed a smile as well, "Okay." When I'm done talking to the dean, I'll go to your studio. ”

Hearing that Yuan Yuan promised to go to his studio to have a look, the apprehension on Lu Qi's face disappeared, and then he smiled shyly at Yuan Yuan, "Okay, I'll wait for you here." ”

At this time, the old man knocked on the door of the studio, and then said in a deep voice, "Master, Yuan Gongzi is here." ”

Immediately, a voice rang out from inside, "Let him in." ”

The old man opened the door of the studio and said, "Yuan Gongzi, please come in." ”

With that, the old man opened the door of the studio.

Yuan Yuan walked in.

The first impression of He Pingyong's studio on Yuan Yuan was that it was big, very big. It is three zhang long and wide.

On the windowed walls, there are three huge floor-to-ceiling windows, all inlaid with translucent glass. The afternoon sun shone through the window and left an imprint on the floor of the studio.

The whole studio looks quiet and nice.

He Pingyong's studio is not as messy as most painters' studios. Instead, it looks very neat.

On the east side of the studio, a set of very large tables and chairs is placed, which should be the place where He Pingyong paints freehand paintings, gongbi paintings, and rune paintings.

In the center of the studio are two easels on which are placed two unfinished paintings, one in watercolor and one in oil.

The wooden floors were clean and there was not a trace of paint at all.

On the west side of the studio, the entire wall is covered with paintings, and there are more than 30 paintings in total, and there are all kinds of paintings, which looks really shocking.

Three feet away from the wall, there was a small desk, next to which were two chairs.

At this time, He Pingyong was sitting on one of the chairs, drinking tea.

Seeing Yuan Yuan come in, He Pingyong pointed to a chair next to him, "Sit." ”

"Yes. Yuan Yuan sat down in response.

He Pingyong opened another cup, put it in front of Yuan Yuan, poured a cup of tea for Yuan Yuan, and made a gesture of please.

Yuan Yuan didn't refuse, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of tea.

"The best Da Hong Pao, the annual output is only a few catties, I rarely take such good tea to entertain guests. You, are the first. He Pingyong said in a calm tone.

Yuan Yuan hurriedly said, "Thank you, Dean." ”

In fact, Yuan Yuan has not studied tea, and ordinary green tea is no different from these good teas in Yuan Yuan's mouth.

He Pingyong also seemed to feel Yuan Yuan's perfunctory, and did not mention the matter of tea again.

"I called you here today to ask about you. Do you want to study in the middle grades? or do you want to go to the elite class? He Pingyong got straight to the point and directly said his problem.

Yuan Yuan hesitated for a moment, thinking about what He Pingyong meant by asking himself this question.

"It stands to reason that you are already in the realm of painting apprentices, and you should enter the elite class to study. But after all, you're still young, and I've heard that your support class hasn't been decided yet, and your watercolor foundation doesn't seem to be very good, so you may not get a good boost if you go straight to the elite class. ”

"Although the teachers in the junior high, middle and senior grades are all in the realm of painting apprentices, after all, they have their own strengths. For a student like you, who is still young and has endless possibilities, it will be very helpful to open your eyes to different ancillary professions, etc. ”

Yuan Yuan looked at He Pingyong and nodded, he also agreed with what He Pingyong said.

A smile appeared on He Pingyong's face, "So, I think you still stay in the junior grade for one or two years before entering the elite class." When your auxiliary profession is decided, when the foundation of your various painting genres is solid, and entering the elite class, it will only be good for you, and there will be no harm. ”

Yuan Yuan immediately said, "Yes, Dean, I originally decided to stay in the junior year for a while. After all, my time to learn painting is still too short, and it is very important to lay a good foundation. ”

He Pingyong stroked his beard, "It's good that you can think like this." Originally, I was afraid that you would not want to study in the first grade. So I specially called you over to persuade you. ”

Listening to He Pingyong's words, Yuan Yuan felt a little moved in his heart. Although He Pingyong seems to be a little indifferent, the kindness in his heart cannot be ignored.

Originally, the matter of him as a student, whether he entered the junior grade or entered the elite class, had nothing to do with He Pingyong.

He specially called him and told Yuan Yuan about the powerful relationship, hoping that Yuan Yuan could make the right choice for his future development.

Yuan Yuan stood up, bowed his hand, bowed, and saluted He Pingyong and said, "Thank you, Dean." ”

He Pingyong waved his hand, "Nothing, it's all small things." As long as you're willing to listen, I really don't mind having a few more words with you. It is really a blessing for a talented student like you to be able to appear in a place like Junyang. ”

"I've been to a lot of places, too. Even those children from super families, there are very few who can compare to you. So, you have to cherish your talents. If you have any problems with painting or cultivation, you can come to me. After all, I am a painter realm, one or two realms higher than ordinary teachers, and I have lived a relatively old life, and my knowledge is a little broader. ”

Yuan Yuan immediately stood up again and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Dean." In the future, if students have any questions, they will definitely come to consult the dean. ”

He Pingyong smiled and said, "Okay, you are welcome to come at any time." ”

At this time, Yuan Yuan glanced at the paintings on the entire wall behind He Pingyong, and then frowned slightly.

He Pingyong was not an ordinary person after all, and he immediately noticed Yuan Yuan's action.

Then he said with a little curiosity, "These are paintings that I am more satisfied with over the years, although they are not spiritual paintings, but they are also devoted to it." You see, what you feel, what is the problem, just say it. ”