After hearing what Fang Yi said, Luan Xiao shook his head and said, "Your dormitory is so awesome." Many people just said it, and Fang Yi's dormitory immediately hung a banner. What should Luan Xiao say after hearing this?
After the two drained the water and washed their hands, they returned to the private room and continued to drink. Now the first place was snatched away by Zhang Xu. Everyone became casual and chatted while drinking. The meal lasted until about ten o'clock in the evening.
, everyone walked out of the small restaurant casually.
Fang Yi felt that he was a little drunk, his body was spinning a little, and his steps were a little soft. The reaction was even greater when a gust of night wind blew by.
Early the next morning, Fang Yi woke up after sleeping until six o'clock. When he got up from the bed, he was about to take a basin to wash his face. When he looked up, he saw Zhang Xu and Tao Yong crowded on the same bunk.
There was also a smell of alcohol in there.
Only then did Fang Yi remember that he had gone drinking with his roommates yesterday. After rubbing his head, Fang Yi remembered that he had walked out of the pub, but he had no memory of what happened next.
"I don't know if it's embarrassing or not!" Fang Yi muttered to himself.
Listening to Fang Yi's movements, Qu Gu woke up, opened his eyes, looked at Fang Yi, yawned and said, "You didn't make any big mistake! You just walked straight to the dormitory with all your heart. Zheng Yuan followed you and watched until you arrived at the dormitory building.
Get off, then go upstairs and sleep peacefully! The wine is quite good! Luan Xiao and Wei went in and out of the restaurant, hugged the tree and trash can next to them, and threw up! Zhang Xu and Tao Yong didn’t enter until they arrived at the dormitory
Vomited in the toilet!".
"Where's Zhou Tong?" Fang Yi asked.
Qu Gu said softly: "Senior Brother Zhou is just like a normal person! He was chatting and laughing, helping Luan Xiao to finish vomiting and sending him back to the dormitory. I helped Wei Jin back. He didn't make a big fool of himself, and the wine was still good."
Fang Yi looked at Qu Gu with his eyes half closed: "I bet you, my fellow apprentices, are the real wine barrels!".
Qu Gu said with a smile: "I drank less than three bottles, and Su Meng secretly helped me drink the rest! If I drank five bottles, I would have been lying down long ago."
"Su Meng is really a hero among girls! Next time you drink, be the boss of a man." Fang Yi smiled and said in a low voice, "I have classes to attend today. You will inform everyone for me later, and we will continue in the evening!"
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Qu Gu said with a smile: "I think it will take two days! We will wait for a while. Many people drank too much this time."
Fang Yi felt that his current condition was pretty good: "Then you can help me ask. If most people agree to continue that night, if they don't agree, then postpone it." Looking at Qu Gu nodded, Fang Yi then
Take the basin and go out to wash yourself.
I went out for a jog in the morning. It seems that Luan Xiao was too drunk today and did not go out for a jog. Fang Yi ran around the playground two or three times by himself, and then recited French. Now Liu Hongshuo is too lazy to teach Fang Yi anymore.
Yi, I just sometimes have conversations with students in French. If Fang Yi doesn’t understand, he will repeat a few sentences and then say the meaning in Chinese. So when Fang Yi went to the studio, he painted for an hour and then went to the street to sketch.
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In the afternoon, Fang Yi walked directly to the tutoring class empty-handed. This was also the second time Fang Yi taught the students.
"Teacher Fang!" As soon as Fang Yi entered the door, Luo Xiaohu, a student in the class, asked Fang Yi: "Did you draw the cover of that fan painting?".
"What kind of Fan paintings?" Fang Yi was stunned when the student asked him. He didn't remember what kind of Fan paintings he had painted.
After hearing this, Hu Fei said directly: "Luo Xiaohu is talking about last year's college entrance examination perfect score paper sample drawings, three large booklet covers." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and gestured to Fang Yi on the A3 size paper.
After saying this, Fang Yi thought about it and felt a little proud because of it. He nodded and said, "That's my college entrance examination paper!".
After hearing this, Qian Jingmin said: "I just said it was painted by Teacher Fang?"
As soon as these students came today, one of them asked the others if Fang Yi, who teaches his class, is the Fang Yi who draws the fan paintings. Students who are fifteen or sixteen years old are still very curious about painting the cover of the fan painting. Everyone
They all want to know if it was painted by their new teacher. Listen to Fang
After Yi was convinced, everyone was envious. Nowadays, these half-year-old children think this thing is very awesome! They are even more famous than the teachers of Shiyi. In their hearts, there are only about ten people in the country every year, that is
Ranked among the top ten in the country, how awesome!
Fang Yi didn't have time to analyze the minds of these students, and the matter was over. No matter how many picture albums he published, he didn't get a penny from himself. What's there to mention? He said to the students: "Everyone will continue to study this afternoon.
This painting. After finishing the painting, take half an hour to put the paintings together and analyze and comment!"
Luo Mingfang waited for Fang Yi to finish speaking, then she moved next to Fang Yi, raised her head and asked Fang Yi: "Teacher Fang, how long have you been painting!".
"Three or four years!" Fang Yi thought for a moment and said.
After hearing this, Luo Mingfang said with emotion: "I have been able to draw so well in three or four years. I have been studying for more than a year! Will I be able to draw as well as you in another two or three years?"
Fang Yi looked at the girl looking at him and said with a smile: "As long as you draw hard, you will naturally get better and better. I spend a lot of time painting every day! I also put in a lot of energy to draw like this!".
Fang Yi can't guarantee that this girl will be able to draw to her current level in three or four years. And from Fang Yi's current drawings, it seems that this little girl has no talent. It's nothing to just paint for fun.
The big problem is, if he really wants to eat this bowl of rice in the future, Fang Yi still doesn’t think highly of this girl! As for diligence, it’s better not to talk about it. It’s too easy to hurt others by saying it, and it goes against the main theme of society that hard work leads to true knowledge.
This is what painting is like. Talent is always the most important. Some painters will never be famous for their paintings in their lifetime. For example, Leonardo da Vinci surpassed his teacher Verrocchio at the age of eighteen. It is said that Verrocchio became famous because of this.
He gave up painting and turned to sculpture. At the age of fourteen, Picasso was able to handle difficult details in the picture. The strong realism style of "Portrait of Aunt Pepa" has been praised by some as: one of the greatest paintings in the entire history of Spanish art.
!Rembrandt has already made extraordinary achievements at the age of seventeen!
In the class he teaches now, Fang Yi can't choose any talented students. If Fang Yi has to choose one, Fang Yi can only choose Luo Xiaohu, who has a tiger-like head but a big head but darting eyes. This kid
At least there is still some spirituality, the rest is just painting to cultivate the sentiment.
After hearing Fang Yi's words, Luo Mingfang couldn't help but nodded and said: "I will definitely work hard!".
Looking at Luo Mingfang walking towards the easel, Fang Yi didn't know if he had done a good thing or a bad thing. If the child got stubborn, it would be his own fault.
There are still many things that Fang Yi doesn't know. Now the students in his class know that Fang Yi's paintings are college entrance examination model paintings. It doesn't take long for them to know Fang Yi's college entrance examination scores. Now they are directly concerned about this teacher who is only a few years older than him.
I felt a sense of admiration. Don't tell me, Fang Yi's appearance is a bit like an idol.
Waiting for class time, the students continued to draw. Fang Yi would go around in a circle after about ten minutes to instruct the students. When he was not instructing, he would draw some sketches of the students' expressions and movements on his easel.
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There are no recesses in art. If you want to stay outside for a while, just go out and come back to paint automatically. Fang Yi saw that another hour had passed, and walked outside by himself, looking into the distance as usual.
Give your eyes a rest.
When I walked out, I saw two boys in the class hiding in the corner smoking.
Seeing Fang Yi approaching, one of them quickly put the hand holding the cigarette behind his back, opened his mouth and said, "Teacher Fang!" There was still smoke coming out of his mouth as he spoke.
The other one turned to look at Fang Yi and said out of nowhere: "Teacher Fang! Want one?" After saying this, he quickly put away the cigarette case in his hand and rubbed his head with a look on his face.
of embarrassment.
Fang Yi smiled and said: "Then have one!" As for the issue of smoking, Fang Yi had done it before, and he didn't think it was an unforgivable crime. It was natural for everyone to do it.
Taking a cigarette from the student, Fang Yi lit it and took a puff. He looked at the Chinese watch pattern and the big Chinese characters on the cigarette and said with a smile: "Not bad! Anyway, I can't afford this kind of thing! Dozens."
One piece per pack".
"I got it from my dad. He doesn't even have one or two packets less." The boy said to Fang Yi with a smile.
After hearing this, Fang Yi said directly: "I know! When I was in middle school, many boys would smoke from their father!".
Another student asked Fang Yi: "Teacher Fang! You said it was two weeks last time, but you will stop teaching us after two weeks?" This student thought Fang Yi was a really good teacher, he was knowledgeable and approachable.
, if possible, I might want to change all my culture class teachers to someone like Fang Yi.
If the cultural classes were replaced by a teacher like Fang Yi, the students would be happy, and the parents would probably cry. The whole school would become a sheep farm. Do whatever you want! It would definitely be complete interest education plus puppy love!
"I think I will continue to teach." Fang Yi thought for a moment and said, "I don't think so!".
"That's good! Our previous teacher was old-fashioned." After hearing Fang Yi's words, this one's face relaxed a little: "And his standard is not as high as yours!".
"That's right! Come before class and leave after class," this person also said.
After hearing this, Fang Yi said: "This is how classes are in college. Do you still think there is a teacher running around urging you to study? Of course, after class, you pick up your books and leave." These kids have no teacher to care about them.
Are you not used to these people? You still think the teacher's standard is poor. No matter how bad you are as a teacher in Stone Art, it is enough to teach entry-level people like you.
After listening to the two students talking, after smoking a cigarette, Fang Yi stamped out the cigarette butt, then picked it up and threw it into the trash can: "Let's go! Enough rest! It's time to review the paintings!".
Back in the classroom, Fang Yi clapped his hands to the students and signaled all students to pay attention: "Everyone, please move the easels away and put your drawing boards against the wall!".
After waiting for the students to arrange their drawing boards as instructed, Fang Yi began to comment on each one.