Lin Xiaowan really went early the next day, Hong Minhua saw her, and subconsciously looked up at the watch on the wall.

"Came so early, did you eat?"

It's only half past twelve.

Lin Xiaowan was carrying a backpack bag, her hair was a little longer, she had two low tuggs, a headband with small pearl ears, a coffee-colored sweatshirt and loose bib pants, white lambskin boots, and delicate bows.

The student is full of popularity, and at first glance, he is a good student who will be loved by the teacher when he goes to school.

She tugged on the strap of her schoolbag and stood upright: "I've eaten, I want to come early." ”

Hong Minhua first took her to meet the teacher who was in the afternoon class, and after saying hello, he led her to the classroom where the class was held, where there were already several drawing boards in different positions, but the number was not much, and the space was quite open.

Hong Minhua told Lin Xiaowan that the location of the studio was not fixed, and that there was a drawing board for her, and she could choose a position by herself.

Lin Xiaowan silently chose a small corner to stay.

After Hong Minhua helped her set up all the painting tools and pressed the paper, after leaving, Lin Xiaowan shrank on the bench and sent a message to Huo Zheng: [No one in the studio has come yet, I'm ready!] 】

[Nervous, nervous, nervous. 】

[Excited, excited, excited. 】

[What do you say if a classmate comes to greet me, I say I'm from another department, okay?] 】

[Today is the class of sophomores, they must all draw very well, oops, I just touched the brush a few times, and the painting must be terrible. 】

[Wow! A classmate has come in! It's a girl! 】

……

Lin Xiaowan has nothing to do, she doesn't play mobile games, she doesn't watch anything, she is weird in her heart, so she can't help but send a message to Huo Zheng.

As soon as it was returned, there were many messages, Huo Zheng's meeting was held until noon, and the meal continued, and the person in charge held the project book and talked about it, and his mobile phone rang several times in a row.

He muted his phone, and couldn't help but pick it up to see what she had said.

Looking at the corners of his lips, a little smile was raised, and all kinds of people who looked at the conference table were amazed.

The girl who entered the door chewed bubble gum in the middle, and walked in while talking to the person on the other end of the phone, and when she came in, she found that a strange girl was sitting upright in the corner, her voice stopped abruptly, her footsteps paused, and she stepped back to the door and looked at the door again.

Didn't go to the wrong classroom.

She no longer spoke into the mobile phone, but changed to typing, and her mobile phone keyboard also had the sound effect of typing, and Lin Xiaowan felt that it was still a little good.

The girl glanced at the class schedule and group news uneasily, and made sure that it was this class in this classroom, so she put her mind at ease, and did not forget to complain to her friends, next time she didn't come so early, there was no one in the classroom, and there was a fresh face, and she thought she had gone to the wrong room.

Lin Xiaowan was very nervous when she saw someone coming in, but after being ignored, she was not only not disappointed, but also breathed a sigh of relief.

Neglect is good, she loves this neglect!

As the class time approached, people in the studio came one after another, and familiar people greeted each other and chatted occasionally, but more often they were still playing with their mobile phones.

No one has come to take care of Lin Xiaowan.

Although some people threw curious glances at her, it was only a small moment, and the students seemed to be very calm about the unfamiliar faces that appeared here.

Lin Xiaowan hid behind the drawing board, and whoever looked at her, she had a friendly smile on her face, flashed her big eyes, and bravely looked at each other.

Then the other party would also smile slightly, and immediately dodge and turn his head, faster than she could react.

Lin Xiaowan felt victorious.

She had already discovered it in the crew before, and when she was discovered, the person who peeked was often more nervous than the one who was peeking.

So she is not afraid, she is brave!

And Gu Yuwu also told her that these are well-intentioned explorations, just curiosity about unknown people or things, so there is no need to panic because of this.

She doesn't panic! She's brave!

When the teacher and the model in the class came in, she also flashed her big eyes and looked straight over, and the teacher who watched thought that there was something wrong with her, and looked at her several times.

However, after the teacher made a few requests, asked the model to take off her clothes, and started painting, Lin Xiaowan was a little less able to continue to be brave.

The model for this class is a 51-year-old middle-aged woman, she has a thin face, many fine lines on her forehead and eyes, obvious marks on her ribs, and she looks malnourished, with a long scar on her stomach, and her skin and flesh are a little loose.

Her attitude is very calm, it is not the first time to come to a college as a model for a sketching class, she is very adaptable to her state, casually relaxed and posing a comfortable movement, with a slight smile on her face.

As soon as she took off her clothes, Lin Xiaowan's face became hot, she lowered her head and pretended to fiddle with the drawing paper, and when she looked up, she didn't dare to let go of her eyes, she looked around, and then found that in this studio, she was the only one who was uncomfortable.

A boy not far from her has already started to write.

She tentatively lifted her eyes again to look at others.

The studio was very quiet, no one was smiling, and there was no exchange of ears, everyone was serious and busy painting.

Lin Xiaowan gradually calmed down, holding the pen a little at a loss, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm down.

There's nothing to be embarrassed about.

The model herself is not embarrassed, and the classmates and teachers in the studio are not embarrassed, so what is she embarrassed about here?

Be brave and brave my friend!

To say that the position she chose was not bad, although it is a corner, it is also a corner of the basic front of the character, you can clearly see her complete physical appearance, and capture many details.

Lin Xiaowan made mental preparations for a long time, and then worked hard to find the proportion of characters.

As time progressed little by little, she was immersed in the state, and when she raised her eyes to look again, it was not so unnatural, and she even had room to think independently and write.

The teacher paid attention to her state from time to time, and took the time to send a message to Hong Minhua: [Your child is taking this class for the first time, and his performance is quite good. 】

Hong Minhua quickly sent her a message: [Confidently speaking, I have always had a good eye for picking people. 】

Lin Xiaowan's paintings do not need to be handed over to the teacher, she can take them directly to Professor Hong Minhua, but after the course, the teacher also gave her a lot of guidance.

Seeing the paintings of other students, Lin Xiaowan was: Wow.

She only looked at herself, and felt that she drew very well, but with a comparison, she found out...... What kind of rubbish is it that you draw yourself.

Lin Xiaowan said very bluntly, stunned: "I paint so badly." ”

The teacher didn't think so, and praised her: "Teacher Hong said that you haven't been learning to paint for a long time, and it's already great in comparison." ”

"Don't be presumptuous, you see, your shadows are very good here, and your paintings are bright as a whole, which is a plus."

"While appreciating others, remember to appreciate yourself, you know?"

The teacher spoke very seriously, sonorously and powerfully, her voice was not gentle, but a little rough and rough, but her words were very magical, making people feel that what she said was true.

Lin Xiaowan felt taught again.

Yes, appreciate yourself more.

(End of chapter)