It was not until the early hours of the morning that Chen Chu asked Mr. Bi to change things and replace Feng Qian's gifted bracelet.

"Master Bi, was Feng Qian not woken up?"

"No, this little girl has been sleeping soundly, and she is still drooling! She is like a pig and can't wake up even if she screams."

"..."

Yes, it’s fine as long as you don’t wake up.

I was afraid that I would be knocked unconscious by Mr. Bi again when I woke up.

After getting the talent bracelet, Chen Chu thought that without the blessing of the bracelet, the child Feng Qian should not have nosebleeds now, right?

To be on the safe side, it is better to temporarily block Feng Qian’s cell phone.

Who knows what this little girl is looking at?

Make sure there are no problems before talking.

Of course, before that, Chen Chu also went to Fengjingyuan to see the situation of the flower of potential. The growth condition was very healthy and there were no problems. Moreover, the flower of potential was not a real flower in the first place.

It doesn't require any careful care at all.

As long as the teaching points are enough, unless someone dies, they will continue to survive.

I guess it must have been seventy or eighty years later.

Feng Qian's talent has begun to awaken, but it's just the beginning.

For Feng Qian's talent to shine, a way is needed.

All Chen Chu could think of was art, but when he thought about Feng Qian's painting skills, it was simply appalling. It would be impossible for him to use his beautiful eyes.

But you have to give it a try to know if it will work.

The next day Chen Chu went to Feng Qian's house again and asked Feng Qian to draw two more paintings.

As soon as Feng Qian heard this, her face turned pale.

After all, Feng Qian had already painted before, and even she felt embarrassed. Now Lao Chen is asking her to paint. Isn't this humiliating?

"As long as you are willing to draw seriously, no matter how well you draw, one drawing represents a homework-free ticket!"

Feng Qian's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.

Lao Chen, you should have told me earlier!

"Draw, I'll draw right away!" Feng Qian said with a smile: "Old Chen, I will draw whatever you want me to draw!"

"Whatever, you can come up with your own theme!"

Feng Qian decisively waved her pen and started painting.

But Feng Qian's state is completely different from before.

Feng Qian didn't care whether the painting looked good or not before, and she probably didn't realize it. However, after painting for a while, she quickly tore up the draft paper and threw it into the trash can. She probably felt it was pretty ugly too.

Half an hour had passed in the blink of an eye, and Feng Qian's whole face was squeezed together, feeling extremely worried.

When she looked at the drawing paper again, it was still blank. Feng Qian didn't know how to write at all.

Chen Chu asked in confusion: "Why have you been painting for so long and you haven't finished a single painting yet?"

"Old Chen, please give me a little more time!"

"Okay, okay, I won't disturb you."

Then Feng Qian threw the painting away again, painted again, and kept repeating. After being stunned for a long time, she couldn't even finish a single painting, and she didn't even want to start writing. She was so angry that she whispered in a low voice: "What kind of bad hand is this?"

! Why are the drawn things so ugly! Cheer up!"

"..."

Chen Chu secretly glanced at Feng Qian's situation and said nothing.

I couldn't laugh or cry in my heart.

It was probably because of the strong conflict between the beautiful eyes and the things she drew, which led to the fact that even Feng Qian herself couldn't accept the things she drew.

That is what is called being made stupid enough to cry.

Chen Chu had actually foreseen this situation.

Because the talent of Meilunyan is more of an aesthetic ability, but Feng Qian seems to be unable to express her aesthetics specifically.

A pair of dexterous hands is required.

But in addition to hard work, art requires talent!

Feng Qian will probably drive herself crazy.

Come on, talents are randomly arranged in modules!

Great art talent!

Chen Chu refreshed six random talent modules in one breath, and Feng Qian was lucky enough to produce a C-level art.

Same as Yang Tianyu.

Only now did Chen Chu realize how outrageous Zhou Feng's luck was.

He used so many random talent modules on the children in Class 7, and only one, Zhou Feng, had an S-level math skill, and none of the others could develop talents above B-level alone.

The other five talents are also quite unique, and they even performed a D-level dance that Chen Chuzhen did not expect.

emmm…

OK.

In fact, the beauty of the eye strengthens one's aesthetic ability. Anyone who can get involved with aesthetics will be more or less affected by the beauty of the eye.

As for what the effect is, Chen Chu doesn't know yet.

As a result, after painting for a long time, Feng Qian did not draw it. Chen Chu was not in a hurry. He said that he would give it to himself when the painting was completed. Take your time. Anyway, the two homework-free coupons promised to you could not escape.

After Chen Chu left, Feng Qian really didn't have any rest, and she was at odds with herself.

I don’t believe I can’t draw something better!

Just pick up the pen and draw.

While Feng Qian was struggling with her hands, Yang Tianyu was also struggling with her legs and ligaments.

"Ji Keke, please be gentle!"

"OK!"

"Ah...ah..."

There was a scream in the dance studio.

At this time, Yang Tianyu was doing his splayed legs. Ji Keke stood next to Yang Tianyu and pushed Yang Tianyu down hard. The pain made Yang Tianyu clench his fists and beat the ground crazily.

When Teacher Li shouted to stop, Ji Keke let go, and Yang Tianyu curled up on the ground with a pale face, his legs tightened, as if his soul had left his body.

Seeing Yang Tianyu's appearance, Ji Keke quickly covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Yang Tianyu, it's just painful at the beginning. It will be fine when you get used to it!"

"How can I get used to this..."

Yang Tianyu almost cried.

I didn't expect Ji Keke, who was so gentle and generous, to be really ruthless!

Ask her to help you press it, it’s just a meaning, she works really hard!

After waiting for a long time, Yang Tianyu stood up tremblingly. When he saw Ji Keke still covering his mouth and enjoying himself, his face looked a little unsightly.

"Okay, everyone who practices dance has to open their ligaments! This is the only way to go. Once you get used to it, it will pass after you endure it. And when I was a child, it hurt when my dad pressed on my leg. My dad

And tell me not to say anything!"

"..."

Yang Tianyu remembered some bad memories again, quickly shook his head, put these bad memories behind, and then continued to practice dancing with Ji Keke.

This jump lasted for an hour without stopping, and the two of them practiced it repeatedly.

Teacher Li and the other male teacher looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Teacher Li, this Yang Tianyu..."

"You also think it's quite outrageous, don't you?"
Chapter completed!