tenth year of teaching

Chapter 169 Art
Jia Mingming didn't do it on a whim, nor did he just want to avoid Li Yuan.

After two nights of thinking by herself, she really thought clearly. Although she is relatively outstanding in science, her Chinese and English have always been weak.In addition, I have been very interested in comics since I was a child. Although I have not learned the skills, I have insisted on self-taught drawing for several years, which means I am still interested.

If you are interested, I believe you can persevere. In addition, the admission score of art undergraduate course is more than 100 points lower than that of pure culture course.Nowadays, many people don't know how to study liberal arts in science, and they don't know how to study arts in liberal arts. However, if you follow your own grades, it must be relatively easy to stand out among the students who are not very outstanding in cultural subjects.

After much thought, she had a showdown with her parents and explained her considerations.Mom pondered for a moment and asked, "It's up to you to decide, no matter how much money your parents pay." Dad nodded.

Jia Mingming is very grateful for the support of his parents. After paying tens of thousands of training fees, he is ready to start working hard.The studio is in the center of the city. It is an old building from the 80s, with four floors and many rooms on each floor. It is dark and not even decorated.The boss is very artistic, but has no artistic mind. He is just a businessman full of worldliness.

The teacher is a graduate of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and he is very temperamental. If the students are not good at painting, they will tear it up, and they will have to paint it again.Everyone is in a state of collapse. The house is empty with gray walls, dozens of easels and a row of small horse stalls propped up along the walls.The dirty air is filled with the smell of various paints, the smell of sweat brought by the heat, and the smell of boys' feet.Everyone was devastated. After all, the studio is not a school. Although the management is strict, it is just that the teacher or the boss came over to scold them when they violated discipline seriously and pretended to slap them twice with a small stick. The boys who were smoking and fighting screamed. Call.

Because we usually get along with each other as buddies, no boys will ever come home to complain.All the bosses and teachers want is for you to be qualified in drawing. As long as you can pass the joint entrance examination, you can smoke, drink or go crazy.Therefore, there is a lot of chatting with friends, smoking, playing on mobile phones, etc. in the studio, and some people go out all night to play games online.

Jia Mingming did not participate in these. She stubbornly painted from morning to night because she started late and had no foundation.Her paintings were torn the most. Teacher Yangmei yelled at her and even broke her painting stand.Jia Mingming said nothing, bought a new stand and continued painting, sometimes until two or three in the morning.

After learning sketching and coloring, I went to 985 with my classmates to buy all the paints. Although it was a long way, it was more than half the price in the studio.I took the bus and carried the packed paint paper back, and then continued painting.

I visited the studio several times in early summer. I was worried about her cultural classes, so I often brought some papers over and asked her to do them.There are also cultural classes in the studio, but they are very basic, far from what the school teachers teach.Jia Mingming did the questions by herself, and did the questions when she couldn't draw, but English language was still very difficult. She calculated the scores by herself, so she simply gave up the two subjects, and simply memorized the words and did the basic knowledge questions.

The summer vacation before my senior year of high school was the hottest time of the dog days. The air conditioner in the studio was buzzing, but it couldn't handle the sweaty smell of dozens of people in a room.After drawing the tenth face sketch in the morning, Jia Mingming looked at the thick black lead marks on the belly of his hands and fingers, took a breath and wanted to take a break for lunch.

She has made great progress recently, and Teacher Yangmei finally no longer stares at her alone.I have been studying since the end of the semester. It has been nearly a month, and my progress is still very obvious.There are two types of painting that can basically pass the joint entrance examination. One is talent, and the other is hard work.

Jia Mingming doesn't know if he has talent, but he must persist in hard work.In the past month, she has drawn almost twice as much as other students who came in the same period.Crossing between a group of clips and horses is also a technical job.

She finally walked to the door with great difficulty on her feet. When she raised her head, she came face to face with Li Yuan.Jia Mingming was stunned and asked, "What are you here for?"

"I want to try it too, but my final grades are not satisfactory. Both the grade director and the class teacher said that I can try art." Li Yuan was timid.

Jia Mingming had a cold face and squeezed out while leaning against the door.He cursed in a low voice: "Fuck!"

Li Yuan turned around and looked at Jia Mingming who was leaving, her face full of loneliness.Although the head teacher and Su Qing didn't say anything more as promised, everyone probably guessed something through her abnormal behavior. In addition, Jia Mingming, whom she had the closest relationship with before, left the class to study art.

Suddenly, there was no space around her. Just as the make-up lessons began, Li Yuan was alone, eating, studying, and resting by herself.After just over a week, she was already unable to bear it.Some people are comfortable being alone, while others are gregarious.Li Yuan belongs to the latter category. Life without friends is difficult, but no one is willing to say another word to her.Only then did she realize that it was Jia Mingming who had always taken care of her.

Li Yuan cried loudly under the quilt in the dormitory, and then she reflected on how selfish she had been, letting Jia Mingming take the blame alone and losing such a precious friendship.

The final grade was not very satisfactory. Li Yuan wanted me to give it a try.However, parents strongly objected, and Li Yuan had no choice but to postpone the parent-teacher meeting until August.After listening to the promotion from the grade director, my mother agreed to come out and give it a try.When she excitedly rushed over to try the class, she became timid the moment she saw Jia Mingming.

As she expected, Jia Mingming didn't want to look at her directly.After trying the class for two days, the school break was over and she returned to school.Chu Xia asked her how she was doing, but Li Yuan herself was vague and couldn't tell whether it would work.But I still felt interested, so I went home to discuss it with my parents.

My parents said nothing and went directly to the studio for consultation.The boss said that when the joint entrance examination is held in December, the tuition fee will be around 12 yuan, and together with other expenses, it will be around [-] yuan.My father, who had lived in the village all his life, jumped to his feet and exclaimed, "So expensive? It's only been four months, and the tuition is tens of thousands?"

My mother was also surprised: "Good guy, our income is only [-] to [-] yuan a year. Is this cannibalism? We need to pay so much tuition for painting?"

Li Yuan was very disappointed when she went home and asked Li Yuan to stop the idea.Sit down and negotiate with my parents, "Mom, I need [-] to [-] yuan now, but if I get into the second category, the annual tuition will be [-] to [-] less than the third category. The teacher said that in the long run, it will save money."

"No, if you can't pass the exam, you can directly apply for a junior college. Your sister Yan in Dongtou just went to a nursing technical secondary school. Now she is assigned to a rural hospital and makes a lot of money." Mom was determined.

"Mom, I'm going to get a bachelor's degree. The teacher said that nowadays, a bachelor's degree is much more important than a junior college degree. At the very least, all civil servants must have a bachelor's degree or above to recruit students." Li Yuan did not give up.

"No, we can't have anyone from the government department in our family. We don't even have any connections. Why are you eating swan meat?" Dad choked.

"Dad, Mom, the teacher said..."

"What did you say? What did you say? Your teacher doesn't teach cultural classes well all day long. Why does she confuse you all day long? I have to call her." Dad was furious.

(End of this chapter)