Ye Xinrui packed up her painting tools and thought about it. She hadn't taken a painting class in almost a year, and she didn't know if she had any hand skills. She also stopped playing the piano for almost a year and a half, and the violin teacher would come to her door from time to time. Ye Xinrui shook her head.

What have I done in a year?

Father Ye specially drove Ye Xinrui to the studio. After all, he didn't come to class. As a parent, he still needs to come over and communicate with the teacher to see if he should study in another class.

Ye Xinrui sat next to her with her schoolbag in her arms, quietly listening to the conversation between her father and the teacher.

"Xinrui's dad, actually you don't have to worry about Xinrui not being able to keep up with the course. She has been studying with us for so many years, and her foundation is still very good. Although she hasn't come to class for more than a year, her muscle memory is still there after so many years."

Yes, if you spend a few days intensive training, you can return to your previous state." The admissions teacher comforted Dad Ye.

After hearing what the teacher said, Father Ye finally felt relieved and transferred the prepared tuition fees to the teacher.

Ye Xinrui was shocked. She would have stopped coming if she had known she had not paid. As expected, her parents were deceitful. Now it was over. Once the money was paid, there was no turning back.

"Xinrui, daddy is gone. You have to go to class and go home directly after school. Don't wander around outside. Pay attention to your safety." Dad Ye didn't waste much time, stood up and was about to leave.

Ye Xinrui waved her hand helplessly.

"Xinrui, you haven't been here for so long. After class, I will ask the teacher to train you alone for an hour." The admissions teacher put his hand on Ye Xinrui's shoulder.

"No need, Teacher Hu knows my level, I can keep up with you." Ye Xinrui shook her head quickly.

"By the way, you reminded me that Teacher Hu is no longer teaching here. We have hired a new teacher. Although he is not an art major, he is not young at all. His father is a professor at Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts.

He is a top student at Tsinghua University." The admissions teacher said with admiration on his face.

"I'm not a professional painter. Isn't this misleading?" Ye Xinrui curled her lips.

"You must be the new girl admitted today." A gentle voice interrupted the conversation between Ye Xinrui and the admissions teacher.

Ye Xinrui turned to look at the source of the sound. In front of him was a young man as gentle as jade. He looked at Ye Xinrui with a smile. Ye Xinrui was a little panicked for a moment.

"You...are you?" Ye Xinrui started to stutter when she was nervous.

"Hello, I am your new teacher, Beiqing. You can call me Senior Beiqing." Beiqing extended his right hand in a friendly manner.

Ye Xinrui looked at the beautiful little brother in front of her and was a little distracted for a moment, forgetting to shake hands. In order to relieve her embarrassment, Beiqing put her right hand close to Ye Xinrui's head and touched her bangs.

"Senior, don't touch your bangs randomly, they will get oily!" Ye Xinrui immediately used her hands to straighten the messed up bangs, and she finally came to her senses.

"Then Teacher Beiqing, I'll leave Xinrui to you." The admissions teacher recommended Ye Xinrui to Beiqing.

"Okay, let's go back to the classroom." Beiqing looked at Ye Xinrui with a smile.

"Okay!" Ye Xinrui is very happy now. With such a handsome senior as a teacher, she feels that coming to class every day is worthwhile.

"What are you giggling about?" Beiqing felt that the girl beside him had been giggling.

"No...it's nothing." Ye Xinrui lowered her head guiltily.

"Xin Rui, right? I heard that you haven't drawn anything for a year. So starting today, I'm going to give you intensive training so that you can return to the state you were in a year ago as soon as possible. Do you think that's okay?"

"No problem." Ye Xinrui agreed immediately, not knowing who was so reluctant just now.

"Okay, then come on!" Beiqing encouraged Ye Xinrui.

"Senior, can I add you on WeChat? That way I can ask you anything I don't understand." Ye Xinrui asked in a low voice.

"Yes, but I can only ask about painting." Beiqing met too many girls, so I made it clear in advance.

"I'm just asking about painting." Ye Xinrui didn't understand, otherwise why would she add WeChat?

Beiqing smiled awkwardly and opened the WeChat QR code.

Ye Xinrui scanned it and said, "Senior, you are so handsome, there must be many people asking you for WeChat."

"Ahem!" Beiqing choked. It was the first time a little girl asked so bluntly.

"Don't get excited, senior. I've experienced this kind of scene before. There are two fairy-like boys around me, and the girls all come up to me asking for their contact information. I just want to ask if this is the case with you.

, I have sent the verification, please agree." Ye Xinrui said while operating.

"Hey, what's your relationship with those two "immortals"?" Beiqing was a little curious.

"One has known each other since childhood, and the other is a buddy, a good brother." Ye Xinrui said it was natural.

"Hahaha, that's good, childhood sweetheart, very beautiful." Beiqing felt that the girl in front of him was very interesting and her brain circuit was very strange.

"Then you are wrong. Childhood sweethearts are not happy, they fight and fight, there is no secret at all, and they are all participants in the dark history. It is simply a great misfortune in life." Ye Xinrui shook her head.

"No, I know a friend who is very considerate of his childhood sweetheart. He started planning her future when he was only a freshman in high school." The word childhood sweetheart reminded Beiqing of Gu Jiahao.

"Emmmm, senior, I won't comment on this. It depends on the person involved in the future. I feel like it's a bit forced to decide someone else's life. What he plans may not be what that person wants." Ye Xinrui

I don't think this is any good at all.

Beiqing thought for a moment and said, "What you said is not unreasonable, but my friend is also careful."

Ye Xinrui didn't say anything. She didn't like having her life decided by others. She wanted to live her own life.

After one class, Ye Xinrui's favorable impression of senior Beiqing gradually increased. Although he was not an art major, his skills were professional and easy to understand. The students could understand everything under his guidance.

It must be because of his handsome appearance. There was no one who deserted during the class. During the question-and-answer session, everyone was so excited that they almost stopped standing on the table. If the teachers in the school were of the same quality, and all of them were handsome boys and beauties, then the class would definitely be filled with rapt attention and quite a lot of attention.
Chapter completed!