Ke Zhengping was very lucky. Fortunately, he met Mrs. Yao, otherwise his son would have been delayed by him at the wrong time.
With Ke Zhengping's level, how could he know whether his son's painting was good or not? He hoped that the teacher at elementary school had "scolded" his son for this, and he had never heard his teacher praise his son's painting skills until he met Mrs. Yao.
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Therefore, Mrs. Yao is the great benefactor of their family.
Ke Zhengping quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Meng Shan, thanking him for his "guidance." If he hadn't told himself, he might not have known what his son could do in the future.
Maybe at first he was happy that his son was chosen by a noble man and went to learn painting, but what happened after a long time?
Three years and five years have passed, can he really believe that his son can become famous through painting?
But it's different now. Now Ke Zhengping feels confident.
Even if his son cannot become a famous painting master, he can still support himself for a lifetime by becoming a painter in a government office.
Going to work as a painter in a government office is much better than farming in the countryside.
Ke Zhengping was so happy that he told his daughter-in-law Liu the "good news" when he returned home, and told her not to spread it outside: "Sir, we just need to know it ourselves, and don't tell it out in the future, lest it fall into Ke Yuan's ears.
Ke Yuan is still young, still learning, and has unlimited potential in the future. If we tell him too early what he can do in the future, it will limit his development. We cannot hold Ke Yuan back."
Ms. Liu was also very excited. When she thought that her son could enter the yamen and become a painter, she wanted to publicize it to the whole world.
However, she also knew that it was something in the future, and the worst was the worst. If it was too early, the good things would be out of reach, so she endured it and came back.
"I understand, boss, don't worry, I will definitely not tell anyone. I am Ke Yuan's mother. How could I hold my son back? I don't even talk in my sleep."
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Brother Ke and the people in the village discovered that Ke Zhengping and his wife were particularly "excited" during this period.
But they could understand it when they thought about Ke Yuan joining the Yao clan to study.
Who wouldn't want to be happy when they encounter such a happy thing?
They all showed kind smiles and said a few auspicious words, wishing Ke Yuan a "bright future" in the future.
On the other side, Ke Yuan walked into the Yao clan school and was taken to Class Ding San.
His deskmate was a talkative person. Suddenly he saw that the husband had brought in another boy, and his eyes lit up.
"Hey, your name is Ke Yuan, right? My name is Ding Yongjie. I am a craftsman. What about you?"
Ke Yuan turned around and said, "I am a painter."
Ding Yongjie was happy: "Really?! That's great. I am a craftsman and I also want to learn to draw so that I can draw design drawings in the future. Then we can work together in the future. If you are good at drawing, you will also be able to draw in the future."
You can help me draw the design drawing."
"What are the blueprints?"
"They are design drawings used to make things, such as this..." Ding Yongjie made sure that his husband was not looking here, and quickly pulled out a piece of paper from the desk and let Ke Yuan look at it, "Did you see this?
That's what I drew, the wooden bird. My dream is that one day I can make a flying wooden bird."
The pride on his face shocked Ke Yuan: "A flying wooden bird?!"
Ke Yuan had just arrived. No less prepared than Ding Yongjie, his voice was extremely loud and was immediately heard by the teachers in class.
"Ding Yongjie, have you shared your design with others again?" The gentleman gritted his teeth.
"First... sir..." Ding Yongjie glared at Ke Yuan several times, a little angry.
He kindly shared it with his deskmate, how could this newcomer "cheat" him?
Ke Yuan looked confused and quickly stood up to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, sir, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have spoken in class. Please don't drive me away, sir. I just came here. I promise, this is just this time, and I won't do it next time."
The teacher glared at Ding Yongjie: "Did you hear that? Everyone knows that they are wrong. Why don't you know that you are wrong? You come to the book school to study and learn basic knowledge. Only by learning well can you realize your ideals in the future.
.If you don’t even understand this basic thing, how can you talk about ideals in the future? What kind of wooden bird do you want to build? Do you think your wooden bird can fly?”
Ding Yongjie was a little unconvinced: "Why can't it fly? It can definitely fly. Besides, my academic performance is not bad. I passed every exam."
"What's the use of just passing the test? Yao Anhong and Yao from Class A next door get either perfect marks or close to perfect marks every time. Why don't you compete with the top students?"
"What he is good at is studying, and what I am good at is being a craftsman. How can we compare this? Why don't you, sir, let him compare me to being a craftsman?"
"You...you are simply unreasonable! Ding Yongjie, if you make me angry again, write a 1,000-word essay and self-examine in front of the whole class."
When Ding Yongjie heard this, he wrote a review and self-examined in front of the whole class, and quickly admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, sir, I was wrong."
How could he have time to write a review? With more than 1,000 words, he could invent and create a lot of things.
The teacher hated that iron could not become steel, so he punished the two of them by standing at the back of the classroom to listen to the class. They would also have to ask questions in the next class. If they could not answer the question, they would be punished together.
As soon as Ke Yuan heard that he was going to ask questions next get out of class, he stood at the back and ignored Ding Yongjie. He studied very seriously.
Ding Yongjie was so angry.
I've already been loyal, but you still treat me like this. Do you think you look down on me?
After class, Ke Yuan explained to him that he didn't mean not to talk to him, he just didn't want to make his teacher angry.
He promised his family that he would cherish this opportunity to go to school.
If he missed this time, he might never be able to paint again in his life.
Ding Yongjie was stunned: "So serious?!"
He was asked to grow up twice last time, and his father never said he would not be allowed to be a craftsman in this life. Why did he end up here with Ke Yuan, and the consequences were so serious?!
Ke Yuan had a serious look on his face and told the story about how he painted on the homework assigned by his teacher at the school he went to, and was asked by his teacher to look after him. He was also whipped by his father and had his painting tools confiscated. He said
Later, if he hadn't met Mr. Yao, who praised him for his talent in painting and recommended him to come to the Yao clan to study, he would probably never be able to paint again in his life.
"This is such a coincidence, so do I." Ding Yongjie said excitedly, "Let me tell you, I also met Mrs. Yao accidentally. She discovered that I have a talent for being a craftsman at a young age.
She recommended me to come to the Yao Clan to learn reading. She told me that as long as I study hard here, whether I want to make a flying wooden bird or a flightless wooden bird in the future, I will definitely be able to make it. So,
I'm coming."
"However," Ding Yongjie changed the topic again, "I didn't expect that your family is so strict that you don't want you to paint. What's wrong with painting? If you are good at painting, you can also be a painter.
, I heard my father say that a work by a famous artist can cost several hundred or even a thousand taels of silver. If you are more powerful and your reputation is bigger, you can even get a thousand taels of gold."
"So expensive?!" Ke Yuan's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. "I didn't think that far ahead. I... I just like painting... and I don't think I have that much ability. If I do it in the future,
If I can sell a painting for more than ten pennies a piece, I will be satisfied."
"Pfft..." Ding Yongjie burst out laughing, "Your goal is too small. Even if I follow my father's ass and pick up a few random jobs, I will get more than a dozen copper coins. If you
If it doesn't work, at worst, you can come and help me when the time comes, help me make design drawings, and I will pay you for your work. I will definitely be a Luban master in the future."
He raised his chin, looking confident and proud.
Ke Yuan looked at it with envy.
If only one day he could be as confident as Ding Yongjie and be able to say out loud that he would definitely be a painting master in the future!