Lin Xiaowan really painted it casually, she painted a small colorful flower, especially the kind of abstract art, which belongs to the art that if it is hung on the outside exhibition, you don't know what the painting is without looking at the name of the work.

The old professor was quite satisfied: "The little girl's opinion is quite unique, and it looks very good. ”

Lin Xiaowan didn't know what was good about her, but she was still very happy to be praised by professionals, and then the two of them chatted briefly, all of them were in a question-and-answer mode, and then she naturally became her new life.

"Okay, the child is good, you have to call me a teacher in the future." The old professor smiled and said, "But if you want, you can call me grandma, I have several students, and they all call me Grandma Hong." ”

Hong Minhua is the name of the professor.

As soon as she entered the school, the little old lady stuffed her with a phone card with bells and whistles, on which there was a pen marked with the name of Long Feifengwu Xiao Han, followed by a long list of small tail phone numbers.

"I'm the most patient student, I don't know what kind of figure painting you want to learn, his character sketching and foundation are the best, let him teach you to get started, I'm old, I don't have the thoughts of your young people, there are people of the same age with you, you can have more topics, and you are not formal."

"But if you have any questions, you can come to me, don't feel embarrassed, wait a few days, you have learned the basic brushwork, and I will teach you some color skills."

The old professor took out a tablet and opened his social QR code very skillfully: "Come, I'll add a contact information to you." ”

"Oh, okay." Lin Xiaowan stretched out her hand to ask Huo Zheng for her mobile phone, because she was coming to school today, she carried a small schoolbag on her shoulders very appropriately, and now she is carrying it in Huo Zheng's hand.

Hong Minhua is the first time to accept such a student who does not study systematically, and she now has more than a dozen master's students under her hands, all of whom are students in the Academy of Fine Arts, but Lin Xiaowan is still very different from these people.

When Huo Zheng contacted her, he had already made it clear that there was no need to be too harsh on Lin Xiaowan, after all, she didn't come here for the sake of fame, Hong Minhua felt that it was not so much about learning from a teacher, but more like asking her to take care of her friend's children, so she looked at Lin Xiaowan, not by the attitude of the students, but by the eyes of the juniors.

Lin Xiaowan is a well-behaved child, her perception of colors is also very keen, and she has her own ideas, but if she really wants to measure it according to a professional eye, then she will definitely not be able to worship the teacher.

But Hong Minhua still likes this little girl, if she looks at it according to the way of bringing the interests of younger children, then she will be very satisfied.

exchanged contact information, and several of them had lunch together, and Lin Xiaowan knew that the brothers from the professor's family and the Huo family had known each other for a long time.

She couldn't help but sigh, the family is really a circle.

At the dinner table, Hong Minhua looked at Lin Xiaowan more and more, she only had a son, and her son and daughter-in-law also gave birth to a son, a male family, but there was a lack of a female doll to make people pamper and pamper, not that she didn't spoil boys, but there were no girls, so she always felt that there was less affection at home.

If you want to say that girls of the same age as Lin Xiaowan, it's not nothing, but the girls cultivated in their big families have their own ideas and purposes, to put it bluntly, it's not fun, and they can't tease others at will.

Then Lin Xiaowan's existence is very different.

Hong Minhua used chopsticks to pick up a chopsticks of chrysanthemum and sent it to Lin Xiaowan's bowl: "Eat more vegetables." ”

Then I watched the little girl wrinkled her reluctant little face on the side, but she still nodded and said thank you softly, and then lowered her little head as if she were dead, and ate the food obediently like a hamster.

After eating, he had to pretend that nothing was going on, hinting at Huo Zheng with his eyes, and asking him to pour himself a little drink at hand.

When I had a drink, I immediately held it in both hands and drank it all in one gulp as if I had won a big victory.

Then he bit the tip of his chopsticks and stared at the dishes on the table, thinking about what to eat next.

Oops, it's fun.

Huo Zheng patted Lin Xiaowan's hand lightly: "Don't bite the chopsticks." ”

"Oh." Lin Xiaowan glanced at him aggrievedly, there is still a professor here, can he leave himself alone, even if he wants to take care of it, it can be a little more subtle! Don't you see the professors laughing?

And that drink, obviously I've already bought it, why can't I drink more, I have to put it on his side, what, if she wants her to look at it, he's very proud, right?

Damn man, she wants to deduct all the extra points in the small book!

Hong Minhua looked at her with a more kind gaze, ouch, it's so cute.

She sandwiched another piece of sweet glutinous rice pumpkin, poured the most osmanthus nectar, and put it in Lin Xiaowan's bowl, Lin Xiaowan immediately smiled sweetly, and thanked him with a glance: "Thank you, teacher." ”

"You don't have to see the outside like this," Hong Minhua coaxed the delicate and soft little girl, her whole body was comfortable and refreshed, "You just call me Grandma Hong, it's good." ”

Lin Xiaowan was awkward, feeling that this was not good, but she saw that the professor seemed to be looking forward to it, so she said again a little shyly: "Thank you, Grandma Hong." ”

After lunch, Hong Minhua was left with an idea.

It's nice to have a little girl to tease with.

"If you have any problems with drawing, you can come to grandma, and if you are usually fine, you can also come to grandma to play." Hong Minhua was a little reluctant to part with her, and he had completely changed his mentality.

If Lin Xiaowan stood in front of her now, and then painted such a colorful flower with a mixture of color blocks and couldn't tell what it was at all, then she would definitely not say that she had a unique opinion, she could praise it as a unique flower, and then blow Lin Xiaowan into an outrageous genius adult painter.

Hey, anyway, it's with children, and it's not really with students, of course, with children should be based on encouragement, and what's wrong with the exaggeration of encouragement?

Hong Minhua's grandson is now in his second year of high school, she calculated the age of her grandson and Lin Xiaowan, and she was a little regretful, okay, it's really not suitable.

Lin Xiaowan forgot the bells and whistles business card that the professor gave her when she went back, until the evening, the professor sent her a message, saying that Xiao Han had contacted her and asked her to pay attention.

The professor also made a point to say that Xiao Han has a good temper and personality, so she doesn't have to be nervous.

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It also brings a cute and cute facial expression.

Hong Minhua took the tablet to show his eldest grandson: "Look at it, look at it, this cute little expression, oops, I can make up the way she obediently holds her mobile phone and replies to my messages." ”