In one morning, Fang Yi and these classmates took a formal two- to three-hour stone art course. At noon, he returned to the teacher's studio with his canvas and painting box. As for the unfinished work on the painting frame
When it comes to painting, Fang Yi saves a few strokes when he has nothing to do, and then paints whatever he wants.
In the next one or two weeks, Fang Yi was busy with whatever he had to do. When the time came, he would do his own thing step by step.
This afternoon when he arrived in front of the tutoring class building, Fang Yicai was just about to walk to his class upstairs when he heard his senior sister Liu Yuanyuan calling his name.
"Senior sister! What's the matter?" Fang Yi turned around and saw Liu Yuanyuan standing at the door of the office on the first floor, waving to him, and walked over and asked.
Liu Yuanyuan smiled and said: "Fang Yi, come into the office to talk!" After saying that, she turned around and walked towards her desk, and Fang Yi naturally followed behind.
The two sat down across the desk, and Liu Yuanyuan said with a smile: "I didn't see it at first, but you have a talent for teaching. The children in your class are making very good progress! The feedback from parents is also good."
.Originally Liu Yuanyuan asked Fang Yi to teach students because of Liu Hongshuo's face, and he was
The class I was assigned to was also entry-level. Now that I know a little bit about Fang Yi’s ability to teach students, of course I have no previous thoughts. Not only does he teach well, but he is also popular with students! To use an official term, he wants to be with Fang Yi.
Yitong is ventilated, and the organization is prepared to put more burdens on Fang Yi.
Fang Yi laughed and said, "I'm just talking nonsense!".
When it comes to teaching people, Fang Yi is pretty good. Because of this thing in his mind, Fang Yi has made rapid progress in the basic parts, and the time is short, so naturally his feelings are stronger than those of ordinary people.
In just a few months, he went from being an entry-level artist to being noticed by Liu Hongshuo. Others improved over time, but Fang Yi improved every time he painted. Naturally, what he experienced must be profound and intense. Not only
I quickly know the shortcomings of my paintings, and I can avoid and improve them in the next painting. I am not as boring as Wang Qiluo, and I can also talk. It can be said that I have shown myself to be a teacher in high school.
Talent.
"I saw those students' paintings. They have improved a lot compared to before you came here," Liu Yuanyuan said, "There are students in some classes who want to transfer to your class now!".
After hearing this, Fang Yi quickly shook his head and said, "No matter how many students there are, we won't be able to teach them!" The art class is not a cultural class, and the teacher may bring dozens of small heads with him when teaching large and small students.
Liu Yuanyuan said: "I'm not transferring here. I'm thinking of letting you teach another class. What do you think if the class hour is increased to 200?" The students' response was very good, and not one of them wanted to transfer to Fang Yi's class.
Two, now there are almost ten. Liu Yuanyuan is going to persuade Fang Yi to lead another class, and at the same time squeeze more residual value from Fang Yi.
When Fang Yi heard Liu Yuanyuan mention it, he shook his head and said: "I don't have time to teach another class! This class is enough now!" If I teach one more class, I will spend all the afternoons of the week teaching these little guys?
Then how can I paint my paintings? I can’t just ignore the basics. Can I still have some private time?
Liu Yuanyuan listened and said with a smile: "This class has three classes a week, three hours in the morning, the same three days you were in class! After one month, I can easily earn almost 15,000 yuan in one month."
No matter how easy it was, Fang Yi had no intention of making this money. The key is that he really didn’t have time after taking this job. After listening to Liu Yuanyuan talking for five or six minutes, Fang Yi still shook his head. If Liu Hongshuo hadn’t forced Fang Yi to come over,
Fang Yi didn't even want to come to these few classes. He came here at midnight all day long, making it as boring as working in a company! He made up his mind not to cause this trouble for himself.
After Liu Yuanyuan talked for a while, she felt a little exhausted, and she felt a bit like the donkey in the idiom that the donkey in Guizhou is at the end of her rope.
The trick of adding more money to deal with the young teacher Shi Yi has been used just now, and it turns out that it has no effect. Fang Yi's situation is different from that of the young teacher. Not to mention getting married and starting a family, he has only been studying for a year, and his family is not in short supply.
Money, money alone can't seduce Fang Yi.
As for anything else, Liu Yuanyuan couldn't give it to her even if she wanted to! Liu Yuanyuan really wanted to use her fame to seduce Fang Yi. Did she give it to her?
There is another trick that cannot be used. Liu Yuanyuan can say to others: You can work hard at my place. When I have a chance, I will let my dad see your paintings or introduce you to a gallery or something.
If word of this trick spreads to Fang Yiti, even if Liu Yuanyuan is Liu Yuchan's daughter, it will be a joke to others. When will the direct disciples of Liu Hongshuo talk about you, Liu Yuanyuan, helping to pave the way? The old man is still jumping around and hitting the target from time to time.
What a couple of angry words!
Fang Yi didn't know that Senior Sister Liu was obsessed with money. When she mentioned this matter, she was thinking about making money for herself. She didn't even think about whether Fang Yi had time to improve her painting skills. To put it more bluntly,
, this Senior Sister Liu is a businesswoman through and through! How can she make money for herself? If Fang Yi does not do well and annoys the students, there will be nothing good to say.
Seeing that Fang Yi was really unwilling, Liu Yuanyuan gave up the persuasion and said to Fang Yi with a smile: "Then I understand, you can go to class." After saying that, she looked at Fang Yi and nodded to her and walked out.
The office couldn't help but sigh, all the money was lost.
The little girl in the office watched Fang Yi leave and then said: "This person's tuition fee for a month has reached 15,000 yuan, and he still doesn't want to? Taking classes for 12 days a month will cost more than 10,000 yuan! If only I had agreed earlier.
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An older man next to him said: "You silly girl, you don't even have ten thousand yuan! You should just be your own little accountant with peace of mind." Only those with this ability will offer this price, even though it is a tutoring class
In fact, it’s just a company. If it can’t make more money, what should you do?
Fang Yi walked out of the office door, muttering to himself: Senior sister is just trying to make trouble for herself.
In fact, this trouble was mainly brought about by the students in the class for their young teacher. The age of fourteen or fifteen is the time when you are in the rebellious period, and it is also the time when you are prone to worshiping idols. Even if Shicheng is so old, it is
Unable to hide anything, Fang Yi's background was soon revealed by these students.
As soon as Fang Yi appeared in front of them, everything was clear in the eyes of these students! He was handsome, good at painting, and he was a disciple of the master, and the master accepted him in high school, so he was still the only one
Student. Then there are the comments from the publishing house on Fan Hua's three examination papers. Those compliments make him look like an idol. It's like he is as talented and intelligent as a martial arts novel and has been worshiped by the top master in the world.
He looks like the male protagonist of the teacher!
These students have nothing to do but compete with each other, and now they have caught the teacher in the tutoring class. Sometimes when I meet someone I know during the break, I just ask how your teacher is, and then how is our teacher. They are younger and more handsome than they are.
There are really not many teachers who can compete with Fang Yi in stone painting. The children in Fang Yi's class were very proud. After hearing this, students in other classes wanted to transfer to Fang Yi's class. This teacher is so handsome and cool.
It's cool.
Only about ten people wanted to transfer to Fang Yi's class. Of course, these are younger students. Second-year students in high school don't have the time to compete with their teachers. They are all preparing for the college entrance examination. How can they have such time?
Fang Yi entered his class, first he took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put it next to him. The first two times Fang Yi smoked, he smoked from other people's cigarettes. After smoking twice, Fang Yi would bring a pack with him each time.
After throwing down the cigarette, Fang Yi said: "Old rules! Let me declare once again that I am personally strongly opposed to teenagers smoking! And I have no intention of encouraging this behavior. I just put it here, at least a little bit
Yes, my memory is not good and I can’t remember this. But! I mean but! Your parents came to see you because you stole my cigarettes to smoke. I will not admit that I did not do anything! I will take it seriously.
I will criticize you seriously in front of your parents!"
"I know! Teacher Fang, you always mention this before every class! We can all memorize it," a boy said with a smile to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi said with a smile: "Smoking is harmful to health! Tobacco advertisements are no longer allowed on TV. I remind everyone before every class about the harmful effects of cigarettes!".
Most students of this age make it a joke to talk about their addiction to cigarettes. They smoke just like they did when they were this age. They think it looks cool when the male protagonist's cigarette is shown on TV, and sometimes they have a bad attitude.
I was depressed and had nothing to do. A few friends squatted in a corner, smoked a cigarette, and talked nonsense, feeling that they were very cool.
Fang Yi put on a pack of cigarettes and by the time school was over, there were only two or three cigarettes missing, and one of them was consumed by Fang Yi himself.
After the students finished speaking, Fang Yi asked the students to continue drawing. He looked around one by one first, and sometimes even arranged several rows of lines on the students' drawings to demonstrate.
Walking to Luo Xiaohu's easel, Fang Yi felt that he had not made a mistake. This kid did have a little talent. He made great progress when he painted seriously. His handling of spatial relationships was considered the best among the students in the class now.
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"Teacher Fang! What do you think?" Luo Xiaohu looked up at Fang Yi and asked.
Fang Yi frowned: "Did you finish the painting?" He looked at Luo Xiaoke and nodded, and then said: "Does this mean the painting is done? Paint until you feel that you can't paint anymore!" After that, he pointed.
The painting on the easel said: "I suggest that this part be painted a little deeper and sink a little deeper, so that it will feel better!".
After listening to Fang Yi's words, Luo Xiaohu continued to paint. Fang Yi stood aside and watched for five or six minutes before moving to the easel of the next student. Luo Xiaohu had a little talent, but he also had a little talent.
The child is cunning and always wants to be lazy or something. When Fang Yi sees it, he always has to say a few words before he can continue to draw.
After walking around, Fang Yi came to the door and looked at the children painting. He felt that teaching these people was really enough, and he didn't want to teach more.