Not to mention that Fang Yi didn't know that Fang Yi had hit his senior brother, even Yan Daqi's wife didn't know about it. She only knew that her husband went to Shicheng and he became depressed. At first, he thought that his husband's artist temper was lost again.
He started to feel compassion for others, and it took several days to realize that something was wrong. When asked, Yan Daqi just sighed and said nothing.
This matter did not affect Fang Yi at all. Another week had begun. During the day, he went to wander around the streets, and in the evening he returned to the studio to complete his two works. After two days of this, Liu Hongshuo reminded himself
Student: Boy! It’s time to go to the art training class this afternoon.
If Liu Hongshuo hadn't mentioned this, Fang Yi himself would have almost forgotten that he promised the teacher to go to class. After listening to the teacher, he packed up his painting box and walked over to the address of the training class with the small box in hand.
When I arrived at the place, I saw that the training class was quite decent. After entering the small alley on the main road and walking forty or fifty meters, I saw a small two-story building. The small building looked like a school teaching building.
In the shrunken version, it looks like there are about ten classes at most. The art class is not a big classroom with dozens of people as everyone thinks, it only has about ten people at most. The corridor outside has been sealed with glass, and there is only one class from the outside.
You can see the blue glass distorting the sky and the reflections of the trees and houses nearby.
Two or three big trees around have just sprouted young leaves on their branches in this season, giving the small building with white tiles on the wall a hint of green spring. The draft blowing in the alley occasionally pushes the tender green branches.
Swaying back and forth, the wind at this time of year no longer brought a chill to my face, but brought a warm and refreshing feeling.
He walked into the small building and found a sign with the word "office" on the door. Fang Yi stood at the door and knocked on the door. Hearing a "please come in", he opened the door and walked in.
He glanced at the five or six people in the office. They were all the same women, but they varied in age. Fang Yi opened his mouth and said, "I'm looking for Senior Sister Liu Yuanyuan!".
"That's me!" A middle-aged woman in her forties wearing glasses stood up from the chair behind her desk. She glanced at Fang Yi at the door and asked with a smile: "Is it Fang Yi?". So.
The young half-year-old boy called himself Senior Sister, who was in her thirties. Among the people Liu Yuanyuan knew, she was probably Liu Hongshuo's disciple Fang Yi. After thinking about it for a while, Liu Yuanyuan identified the person.
"Yes! Excuse me, Senior Sister Liu!" Fang Yi smiled, watched Liu Yuanyuan wave to him, and walked towards Senior Sister's desk. When he got to the table, he pulled up a chair and sat down.
When I was lying down, I put my painting box at my feet.
Liu Yuanyuan looked at Fang Yi who was sitting in front of her and said with a smile: "I have long heard from my dad that Uncle Liu has accepted as a disciple a young man who is not only good at painting but also handsome! I saw him today.
It is indeed so!”.
Fang Yi smiled and said nothing.
After teasing Fang Yi, Liu Yuanyuan said directly: "I have scheduled two weeks of classes for you, three hours each on Wednesday and Friday afternoons, and four hours on Sunday afternoon!".
For Liu Yuanyuan, she doesn't really want Fang Yi to come to her class. It's not that Fang Yi is not good at painting, but that this is a tutoring class or for recruiting students from the society. Not only must the teacher have a good temper, but he must also teach students.
All of them bear the name of Stone Art Teacher.
To put it simply and straightforwardly, young stone art teachers cannot afford to sell their paintings and live on their dead wages. They come to Liu Yuanyuan to teach and earn some money. In one month, they can earn several thousand yuan, which is higher than the salary at school.
, it’s a win-win situation for Liu Yuanyuan and the young teacher!
As for the price at which the paintings can be sold, Liu Yuanyuan wants people to come, but they won’t come! Originally, the school only has one or two days of classes a week, and if you come here to study for one or two days, is there any time left in that week? The most important thing is
People also look down on that little money.
Liu Hongshuo pushed Fang Yi in as soon as he mentioned it. Although Fang Yi didn't have the reputation of being a stone art teacher, Liu Yuanyuan couldn't refuse! Who knows the old man's violent temper? Let alone the old man's reputation for doting on this junior brother.
.Liu Yuanyuan suspected that if she rejected the old man, she might hate herself for the rest of her life!
After chatting with Fang Yi for a few words, Liu Yuanyuan felt relieved. The young junior in front of her now seems to have a pretty good temper. In this way, he can be said to be the top scorer in the National Art Examination and a bachelor's degree in stone art.
In the past, it was not considered as damaging one's own brand.
Fang Yi didn't know that Liu Yuanyuan had a smile on her face and was planning something in her heart. If she knew it, she would say a few polite words, pick up her painting box, and turn around and leave! I'm short of your two or three thousand yuan a month.
Well! This once again confirms what Taizu said: There is food in your hand
.I don’t feel panic! Of course, Fang Yi has money in his card, so he can just follow his feelings. There is no need to look at other people’s faces! It’s like a person who is living comfortably at home facing an employer’s interviewer.
Yes, I don’t have the nervousness of others who are eager to get a job.
After chatting with Fang Yi, Liu Yuanyuan said: "Then let me take you to the studio!".
"No need!" Senior Sister Liu said quickly as Fang Yi was about to stand up: "You tell me which room it is, and I can go there myself!" After saying that, he picked up the painting box and stood up from the chair.
"Go to the third room on the right hand side of the stairs! The children there only have some basic skills and are still at the stage of sketching still lifes." Liu Yuanyuan stood behind her desk and said to Fang Yi with a smile.
"Then you're busy! I'll go by myself." Fang Yi smiled at Liu Yuanyuan, carrying his painting box and walking towards the door.
After Fang Yi left the door, a young girl sitting not far away said to Liu Yuanyuan: "Sister Liu! This junior brother of yours is so handsome! Does he have a girlfriend?".
Liu Yuanyuan looked at the girl and said jokingly: "Even if I don't have you, I can't even think of getting up there! This child is only nineteen years old! Are you still going to let the old cow eat the young grass?".
"How can you come to teach here at such a young age?" The girl sighed and said, "I'm only twenty-three and now I'm already an old girl?".
Next, several women in the office started chatting around the issue of age, lamenting that their youth is no longer there, and they grow old easily. Their small waists turned into swimming rings.
Fang Yi carried the painting box up to the second floor and easily found the class he was going to attend. He opened the door and walked in. He saw three or four high school students painting in front of the easel, and two or three girls.
They were gathering around and chatting about something.
A girl saw Fang Yi coming in with a painting box in her hand and looked up and asked, "Are you new here?"
"Yeah!" Fang Yi nodded. There was no podium in the studio. There was only a half-height cabinet. Fang Yi walked directly to an empty easel and put down his painting box, then pulled up a square stool and sat down.
The girl who was talking watched Fang Yi sit in front of the easel and put down the painting box. Her eyes fell on the painting box at Fang Yi's feet, and she became very interested in Fang Yi's painting box. People like me all use plastic suitcases.
The newcomer was carrying a wooden box that was as big as a cargo box and looked like a gangster transaction shown on TV. It was also a very beautiful wooden painting box.
He came over and got next to Fang Yi: "Can I see this box of yours?" It's not that people who study painting have never seen wooden painting boxes, it's just that the painting box Fang Yiti mentioned is so beautiful.
The eight corners are covered with dark gold metal corners. There is a shallow and complicated tangled oval pattern on the front and around the box. There are no mortise and tenon joints around the entire box. The wood color of the box is also very good.
The wood texture on it is also very beautiful. It was Liu Yuchan's gift to Fang Yi.
"Just take a look!" Fang Yi smiled after hearing this and put his painting box flat on the stool for the little girl to see. He stood up and wanted to take a turn to see the student's current level.
Almost all the easels in the classroom had paintings on them, and Fang Yi stopped to take a closer look. This time, Fang Yi understood what Liu Yuanyuan was talking about. The overall level of these students was not yet high.
The standard of my art class in high school was very high. I was either a freshman in high school or a junior in junior high school. I probably couldn’t reach the second year of high school. The level of painting was only at the level of similar shapes, and it’s hard to say that the shapes were accurate.
, full of small errors.
Fang Yi turned around and returned to his easel. He saw that three people had gathered around the painting box and were looking at the patterns on it carefully.
"Classmate! Where did you buy your painting box? I asked my dad to buy one for me." One of the girls looked up at Fang Yi and asked after watching Fang Yi come back.
Fang Yi glanced at the girl and knew that this girl's family was not short of money. She was dressed in famous brands and popular foreign sportswear brands. A pair of shoes on her feet cost hundreds of dollars. Fang Yi knew it was because Zhang Xu also liked it.
I took one look at this brand of shoes and said with a smile: "This is a gift from someone else. I don't know how much it costs. I'll ask you when I have time!".
One of the girls with big eyes and a ponytail asked: "This classmate, what is your name?" After speaking, without waiting for Fang Yi to answer, he directly stretched out his hand and nodded at himself and the two girls next to him and said:
"My name is Hu Fei, her name is Qian Jingmin, and her name is Luo Mingfang."
"My name is Fang Yi!" Fang Yi said with a smile on the faces of the three people.
At this time, one of the boys who was painting jokingly said to the three girls: "You just can't see handsome guys! In the name of looking at the painting box, I got together! Don't worry, he is our classmate now and can't run away! Your chance
It’s big!”.
"Yu Xiaoqiao! Stop talking nonsense!" The girl named Qian Jingmin immediately turned around and said.
"How about we just like Fang Yifeng's handsomeness? He is just prettier than you." Luo Mingfang, who was wearing sportswear, also turned around and said, "You have to admit that you are ugly!"
The boy who just spoke wasn't angry either, and the others next to him looked at him with smiles.
Watching these students bickering, Fang Yi felt like he was back in his sophomore year of high school. At that time, when he was free, he could see Li Lin and Li Fen starting to grind their teeth and practice their words, and the corners of their mouths could not help but curl up slightly.
After chatting with these three girls for a while, Fang Yi realized that these students were indeed what he had guessed. There were not only freshmen in high school but also junior high school students. The three girls in front of him were still in junior high school, and this was the first time they came to school this year.
In tutoring classes, I used to draw with the school’s art teacher.
Fang Yi chatted with the three of them for almost ten minutes, and the students in the classroom gradually arrived. Looking at the round clock hanging in the middle of the classroom, it was almost time for class.
The three girls also turned around and walked to their easels. Among them, Hu Fei, who had the most cheerful personality, said to Fang Yi: "Fang Yi! You are new here. If you need anything, don't be embarrassed to ask directly. We are in our class."
The people are all nice!”.
"I see he didn't bring any paper!" Qian Jingmin looked at Fang Yi's painting box and said, "I'll get him a piece of paper!".
"No need!" Hu Fei turned around and took two steps after hearing this. He pulled out a piece of sketch paper from the square on the half-height cabinet in front of the classroom and said, "Use this! Anyway, the teacher changed today, so the new teacher can ask questions.
Get it from the logistics department!”
This girl directly took a piece of paper from the teacher's drawing box and handed it to herself as the last one! This incident made Fang Yi a little bit dumbfounded.
After the three girls finished speaking, they each returned to their easels without waiting for Fang Yi's answer, looking toward the door, probably waiting for the new teacher to show up.