Yesterday, Yan Ling said this: If you really want to prove that you are not lying, tomorrow afternoon our painting club will hold a sketching activity, and you can challenge it if you have the courage!

Zheng Ze naturally heard it too.

But anyone can hear it, this is just the step that people don't want you to embarrass Han Shuang too much, so it's just a step for you!

Why are you still serious?

Even if you have wasted a few years of painting skills, you dare to come to the painting club to find a sense of achievement?

It's almost the same as looking for abuse!

However, it doesn't seem strange that this matter rests on Han Shuang, who has an upright personality and can't interpret it additionally.

At that moment, Zheng Ze said angrily: "Han Shuang, yesterday Yan Ling was helping you ease your embarrassment, can't you hear it?" Okay, okay, the people in the club are all professional elites, so don't follow the fun! Let's go back! ”

These words are half revealing his concern for Han Shuang, and half revealing Zheng Ze's own selfishness.

Even if Han Shuang already has Dou Liangyu, even if he doesn't have any achievements in the field of painting, he still doesn't want Yan Ling to have any contact with him!

There is no way, the sequelae brought to him by Han Shuang have gone deep into the bone marrow.

Han Shuang naturally wouldn't do what Zheng Ze wanted.

The painting quest has already started, and if you don't improve your achievement points in the past few days, you will be punished by the bad luck system.

He didn't want to be abused by the broken system again!

Shaking his head, he said: "I won't go back, I was said by Bai Qingqing yesterday, everyone laughed at me, I must get back face." ”

Hearing Han Shuang's words, Zheng Ze was both angry and funny: "Han Shuang, don't you blame yourself for people laughing at you!" Why do you say you have a talent for drawing? Forget it, Bai Qingqing asked you what painting department you are good at, and you also said that you are good at it, you are ...... Is this clearly ridiculous? ”

"But I do have these talents!"

Seeing that Han Shuang was so stubborn, Zheng Ze didn't bother to persuade him.

"Okay! You have to prove yourself, do you? Walk! I'm familiar with the painting club, I'll take you there! ”

At this time, Zheng Ze changed his mind again.

Since Han Shuang is determined to find abuse, let him be wishful.

He is very sure that Han Shuang's advantages are in his talent in composition, not to mention that he doesn't know anything about painting, at least at the level of half a bucket of water.

I guess it's not as strong as myself!

I believe that Yan Ling will not be interested in such an ignorant and arrogant boy.

......

With Zheng Ze as the guide, he soon came to a bungalow with ancient charm.

"This is the Painting Society?"

"Yes, this is the painting club, the sketching activity is about to start, if you want to participate, you should join the club first."

Han Shuang frowned: "Do you want to join the club?" ”

Zheng Ze said angrily: "Han Shuang, you don't understand at all!" If there is no restriction on joining the club, the club can enter if it wants to, wouldn't it be messed up? But joining the club is very simple, it will be handled in a while, go, I'll take you to Senior Song. ”

Han Shuang instinctively hesitated and asked, "Do I have to pay money to join the company?" ”

"I don't pay money, but I have to cooperate with the club to participate in some activities and the like, these activities are also conducive to improving painting skills, I have participated in one before, it is to participate in a master's exhibition, although the ticket cost two hundred yuan, but it is worth the money! If you don't go, you'll be expelled from the club. ”

"Ah, well!"

With Han Shuang with him, Zheng Ze walked straight to the far right of the club's bungalow.

Soon he came to the door of a room marked the office of the painting club, and when he saw that the door was locked, he took out his mobile phone.

"Han Shuang, have you thought about it, are you sure you want to participate in this sketching activity?"

Han Shuang nodded his head.

"Well, you haven't had a setback in a while, and you just want to taste what it tastes like. I hope it will make you grow. ”

As he spoke, Zheng Ze dialed out a phone call.

"Hey, Senior Song, I'm Zheng Ze, that's the case, there is a student in our department who wants to join your club, you see ....."

Within two minutes, a man was about 1.75 meters tall, with a delicate face, with a pair of black-framed glasses, and it was difficult to distinguish between male and female..... The man came to him.

Why is it difficult to distinguish between male and female?

The main reason is that his long hair is too deceptive, plus his face is very small, and his facial features are soft, so Han Shuang thought it was a girl.

"Han Shuang, this is Song Ming, Senior Song, who is in charge of admissions."

"Oh!"

Han Shuang took the initiative to stretch out his hand, "Hello Senior Song, my name is Han Shuang, and I am a junior in the music composition department. ”

Han Shuang's appearance made Song Ming flash a touch of surprise, but he quickly returned to normal, and said lightly: "Do you have a foundation in painting?" ”

"I have had a strong interest in painting since I was a child, and when I was in high school, I won the third prize in the painting competition held by the school."

This set of rhetoric has already been said again, and when it is repeated this time, Han Shuang's acting skills have obviously improved.

At least the tone was steady, and the eyes were determined, as if what he said was the truth.

"What is the purpose of joining a painting club?"

When asking, Song Ming took out the key and opened the door.

What is the purpose?

Naturally, it is to complete system tasks and improve painting achievement points.

But I couldn't say this, and after thinking about it for a while, Han Shuang found a good explanation: "In order to get back my childhood dream." ”

Hearing this, Song Ming was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Yes, much better than Zheng Ze, the purpose of his participation in the club is to make a girl." ”

Zheng Ze's face was stunned, and he said embarrassedly: "Brother Song, where are you going, I also have a strong interest in painting, okay?" ”

Song Ming ignored him, looked at Han Shuang and continued: "Our painting club does not have as many rules as other clubs, and our main purpose is to help every painter improve their own potential. For an event like today, at a moment's notice, I have to be there to attend no matter how nervous you are about your own course! If you don't come, you will be cleared directly after three accumulations, and there is no room for relaxation, do you understand? ”

Han Shuang nodded.

"Our club will also strive for a lot of prize-winning activities, just like the [Painter Competition] held by Zhongzhou TV last year, the champion was taken away by our president, and the prize money is one million!

But don't be excited, a genius like the president is not something you can catch up with in a year or two, I just want to tell you that our president is very capable! There will be a lot of similar prize-winning activities every year, as long as your painting function can get her eyes, she will consider taking you to see the world, even if you don't win the award, you can show your face on TV, right? ”

Hearing this, Han Shuang didn't know what to say.

I can easily sell a million for a song, so it's rare for your president to take me?

If it weren't for the task of breaking the system, would I be here?

Zheng Ze on the side also had a complicated expression when he heard it.

Although Han Shuang is not good at painting, he is really not short of money!

Until now, he can't figure it out, why did Han Shuang come to the painting club to find abuse?

Isn't this the same as leaving a black history for your glorious image in the future!

Song Ming didn't notice the expressions of the two of them, and as he spoke, he took out a brochure and an application from the drawer, and said, "If you have time to read the brochure, fill out this application first." ”

Han Shuang did so and filled in the relevant information.

Song Ming stamped it neatly and gave Han Shuang a tag.

The tag is written with Han Shuang's name, number and other relevant information.

"Okay, if you have time, you can get a headshot and paste it, a total of thirty-five yuan."

Han Shuang was stunned, and slowly turned his head to look at Zheng Ze, with some puzzlement in his eyes.

Zheng Ze was also stunned, but he quickly reacted, and couldn't help but cry and laugh at the moment.

Big brother!

I just said that you don't need money to join the company, but you don't need to spend money on brochures, badges, etc.?

You said that you earn tens of millions of dollars a year, why are you so slammed?