"Senior brother, good morning!" Xiao Baoju cheekily walked into Zhao Zelin's studio.

"Good morning, Baoju? How are you practicing these days? If there's something you don't understand, do you want to ask me? Zhao Zelin saw Xiao Baoju, and he obviously saw a smile on his face today.

"Senior brother, I want to apologize to you, I copied the teacher's "Fortune Head", I didn't mean to do anything with you, I can go to the teacher and ask the teacher to find me a new work for me to copy..." Xiao Baoju lowered his head and said to Zhao Zelin.

"Baoju, did you misunderstand? You copied "Fortune at the Head", our teacher Wang discussed it with me, how could I disagree? Zhao Zelin was stunned, why did Xiao Baoju say this?

"Senior brother, after coming to the art center, in fact, in my heart, you taught me more..."

"Baoju, are you because you called me out for dinner yesterday afternoon and I didn't go? Ay! This thing is my reason, something happened in my house yesterday, and it wasn't against you. Baoju, you're thinking too much about this. I am sincerely happy that you have been able to copy the subtle and slight warping of your teacher's "Fortune on the Head" in such a short period of time. I don't have time to paint "Fortune at the Head" anymore, you are mistaken about this! Zhao Zelin understood Xiao Baoju's intention.

Xiao Baoju realized that he had thought too much. In fact, blame yourself for not thinking about it properly, if Zhao Zelin minded, how could he teach himself in the first place? If it weren't for Zhao Zelin's teaching, how could Xiao Baoju progress so fast? On the contrary, I have a bit of a villain's heart!

After solving the doubts in his heart, Xiao Baoju's mood was much more relaxed, and he returned to the studio full of enthusiasm to continue painting. Are you in a good mood and feel like the lines have become much smoother today? Although Xiao Baoju is now painting two pictures of "Fortune Head" a day on the bright side, but Xiao Baoju's workload in the secret is really not small, "Fortune Head" with Xiao Baoju's current proficiency, it takes 4 hours to paint a picture, but Xiao Baoju also has to take out 2 hours to come to the post, and secretly copy Wang Linkai's Eight Immortals Birthday Picture at night. Xiao Baoju still uses the old method, with the help of a projector to copy, with a huge degree of proficiency to form muscle memory, if used in literature, Xiao Baoju is rote every day. Due to the problem of insufficient proficiency, Xiao Baoju can only copy the Eight Immortals Birthday Celebration Chart once a day, so his progress is slow.

Bump~ The door of Xiao Baoju's studio was knocked open, and I saw Shao Lin walking in angrily, sitting there without saying a word, wiping her tears. "Linlin, what's wrong? Why did you cry so well? Xiao Baoju hurriedly walked over and asked nervously.

"Zhao Gang is really annoying, too bullying." Shao Lin said while crying.

"What's wrong with him? I'm going to find him! Xiao Baoju's heart ignited a nameless fire, Zhao Gang is really disgusting!

"Baoju, I've already looked for a teacher. Last month, I carved a total of 15 porcelain plates, but... However, Zhao Gang insisted that I would engrave 12 of them. I... I reasoned with him, and he... He also said that he was going to ask me out to talk in the evening, and to talk about wool, it was clearly Zhao Gang's personal vendetta! "Shao Lin's porcelain carving is more difficult than painting, because porcelain carving is to use a carving knife on ceramics to make subtle carvings, using points, lines and surfaces to compose a picture, it can be said that a little distraction will invalidate the whole work. Shao Lin works on the table for 8 hours a day, and now Xiao Baoju has to take time to massage Shao Lin's cervical spine and shoulders every night, so that she can relax her body.

Just when Shao Lin was furious, Zhao Zelin walked in with his mobile phone. "Lao Jiu, don't cry. Just now, the teacher called me, saying that Zhao Gang had just told him that he had misremembered. You did engrave 15 of them. Zhao Zelin obviously came over after receiving a call from Wang Linkai.

"Senior brother, this Zhao Gang is a communiqué personal vendetta·····" Shao Lin still said unwillingly.

"Lao Jiu, since the teacher has helped you get it back, don't pursue this matter anymore, after all, Zhao Gang has been by the teacher's side for many years, and it is not only you who have suffered this kind of grievance over the years, but others have also suffered. However, the teacher has the teacher's difficulties, and we, as apprentices, must understand the teacher's difficulties! You tell me? Pony? Zhao Zelin also didn't have a good face for Zhao Gang, but he knew how to forbear.

In Wang Linkai's office, Zhao Gang was also sitting there with his head down at this time, smoking vigorously. "Xiao Zhao, this matter with Linlin, I think it's okay. It was not easy for Linlin to come to Zicheng from JDZ alone! You tell me? "How could Wang Linkai not know Zhao Gang's virtue? When he saw a woman, he couldn't move his legs, but Zhao Gang pestered Shao Lin again and again, which made Wang Linkai a little unhappy. Anyway, this is also his own student, as the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat the dog?

"Oh, that's a pity. I really like her! Zhao Gang said with a look of regret.

"Hehe... You Xiao Zhao, you can't get along with women in this life. By the way, last time you said that the owner of a gallery in Hebei wanted to buy a few pictures of the Eight Immortals? In this way, if it doesn't work in the next few days, you can go and see other paintings and let them collect a few. Birthday picture, this Xiaotao has been painting a little slow recently! No, you just take Xiao Tao with you, right? Wang Linkai said with the old god there.

"Okay master, I'll get in touch with that side in a moment." Zhao Gang nodded in agreement. Zhao Gang walked out of Villa No. 3 with a dark face and snorted fiercely towards Villa No. 3. "Hmph..." Wang Linkai is also an old man, grabbed a small braid of Zhao Gang, and planned to let his son contact a customer, this hand is beautiful?

At noon, when Xiao Baoju was concentrating on painting, Liu Siqi called. "Hey, Brother Xiao, I'm at the door of your art center, are you coming out to greet you?"

"What? Siqi··· You... You've come to our art center? You... Wait a minute, I... I'll go out and pick you up right away! Xiao Baoju was a little surprised, how could Liu Siqi suddenly come to the art center after not seeing him for a few days? When Xiao Baoju walked out of the door of Villa No. 2, he saw Liu Siqi at a glance, and he was chatting with Wang Linkai at the door of Villa No. 3 at this time.

"Teacher, Siqi, why are you here?" Xiao Baoju hurriedly walked over to greet Liu Siqi.

"Hello, Brother Xiao, our newspaper wants to do a page report, of course I'm here to find Master Wang. Master, you can take a rest first and let Brother Xiao accompany me around! Liu Siqi said to Wang Linkai very politely.

"Okay, that Pony. You accompany Reporter Liu for a good turn, right? I'm old, and I can't really sleep for a while at noon. Wang Lin Kaile said.