President Lu's sweet wife

Chapter 64 Talent
"How many lessons do you think he can come to?"

"That's right." It was also left to dry, that is: "Is Lu Shen these things bought for you?"

Gu Ci smiled and motioned her to look forward, look forward
But Gu Cici turned his head distractedly, met Shang Lu Zhiyuan's eyes, and shyly moved away: "I told you, you can't repeat the lines, and you can start writing when you can't see you for a while." He has a heart.

"You didn't look at me just now, where did you look?"

Meng Qingxue was so angry that her heart was stuffy. How could Gu Cici be so shameless? What about her integrity? Could it be that Master Lu really didn't see that this woman had ulterior motives and evil intentions.

"Okay, let's go to class." Professor Yang pushed his glasses and stood on the stage: "The still life is arranged, there are no extra words, and the class starts."

Gouache is a big class, and one class lasts for one day.

While drafting the manuscript, Gu Cici said in a low voice: "Did you find out, many people are watching you."

Lu Zhiyuan: "..." Why did he find out about that.

"However." Gu Cici paused for a while: "I also have people watching."

Lu Zhiyuan immediately put away his pen: Who?

"You, the only person in the spotlight, looking at me, shouldn't I be proud?"

Lu Zhiyuan put the pen on the drawing paper again, sketching the outline of the still life.

The ancient Cici thinks: "Confidence."

You can be more confident.

Gu Cici looked at him, suddenly he was so easy to talk, was it because of what happened yesterday?It was just a kiss yesterday. Could it be that nothing happened to him at home, but she guessed too much?

Lu Zhiyuan suddenly thought of something, and took out a stack of bound A4 paper from the tool box and gave it to her.She has the time to help others compose pictures, so she should not be afraid to waste time choosing one.

Gu Cici looked at the set of houses above, the structure of the house, the rental price, how far away from the school, how many people are suitable for living, and the surrounding supporting facilities, all of which are clearly marked: "You did it?" She just mentioned one sentence, And her parents are in a special situation.

Lu Zhiyuan didn't speak.

"You didn't sleep last night?"

He doesn't have to sleep every day.

"Thank you."

Don't use these two words.

Gu Cici's expression was gentle: "I'll give you an answer after reading it." Although he just glanced at it, there are a few houses that are very suitable. The first floor is convenient for her parents to come in and out. He must have chosen for a long time, so: "Let me see what you draw. Yes, do you want me to help you draft?"

"No... use..." Lu Zhiyuan thought about how she helped Zhou Xiaolan draw, and immediately ticked off the draft, there were many people.

Gu Cici did not expect that he could draw well: "Not bad."

Lu Zhiyuan took the opportunity to say: "The school has a good sculpture project, I think, you have to work anyway, do you want to try it? It will be paid."

Another voice could not help but sound in Gu Cici's mind: "You are good at art. There is a senior in senior year who wants to find an outdoor painter. Do you have time?"

The tone of understatement, the topic that was raised at will, as if this is just a trivial matter, and it just suits her.

"For a part-time job, it's good to have a major that matches yours."

'It's a part-time job anyway, so it's different. '

"I haven't asked about the salary yet."

'If the money is low, don't hold it against it, it's all about work experience. '

The two different faces almost overlapped strangely. Gu Cici quickly drew long marks on the paper, and said hastily, "Okay."

Lu Zhiyuan's slightly lowered eyebrows relaxed: "Then I will help you agree."

Looking at the abrupt lines, Gu Cici felt a little depressed in her heart. He mentioned it before she could speak, so she should be satisfied.

"Here." Lu Zhiyuan handed over his eraser, the line was wrong.

Gu Cici looked at the eraser, looked at him, didn't pick it up, and said with a smile: "Look, I'll do a magic trick for you." As he spoke, the pen moved on the abrupt lines, and dead branches and flowers bloomed on the line. The line extends and shatters, poignant and desolate, new and eternal.

Lu Zhiyuan watched quietly, the lifeless petals seemed to really bloom on her drawing paper, eternal and invincible.

Lu Zhiyuan's gaze shifted to her face, knowing that she was very talented, but he did not expect to be so powerful.

Lu Zhiyuan didn't bother her anymore, and retreated to his place. He didn't come to disturb her class. Every class was very important to her, and it was a tool for her to survive in the future.

Lu Zhiyuan started to write again.

Gu Cici gradually forgot the people around her. She was engaged in something she loved for many years, and it was easy to get lost in it and get carried away. The still life slowly took shape in her hands, and the physical painting seemed to jump out of the original frame, becoming rich and full of stories.

The old professor walked behind everyone, stopped for a long time in front of Gu Cici, and nodded. This kid is really talented, and he is not bound by techniques or frameworks.

I thought that this kind of talent would be obliterated and adjusted after the acquired education, but it didn't. Instead, it became more intense and self-conscious, and solidified into a genre.

If I didn't know that this child was born in a mediocre family, I would have thought that there was a master in this field in her family who had inherited a superb talent, but even an ordinary family should have an inheritance of folk art, but she didn't.

It can only be said that he is talented.

The old professor stood in front of Shi Sinian's drawing for a while. This kid is also very good, with mature skills and ideas. Compared with other students, he is very good. He is a craftsman, and he cannot be compared with geniuses and ghosts.

Just as the old professor was about to leave, he couldn't help standing still behind Lu Zhiyuan without moving. This painting seemed familiar.

The old professor approached: "You... are not in our class." His voice was very low.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at the ancient Cici beside him.

Professor Yang looked at his lover, then looked at this man, frowning, falling in love is the most genius-consuming, especially a female artist falling in love, it is a disaster, but he believes in ancient words, which can be clearly understood, and it is still possible because of the separation of love Hehe, who has improved to a higher level: "Very discerning."

"Thank you." Lu Zhiyuan felt the same way, not to mention he was praising Cici.

"Your skills are also good, you can consider changing departments."

The girls next to me laughed, the professor of chemical engineering might want to eat people.

"Hurry up and draw. What are you looking at? If you don't concentrate, the tools in your hands are your favorite. No matter how good-looking a man is, he has his own way. If there is something good-looking, draw." It's just this way of painting?Why are you so familiar?

Watching too much?
Professor Yang couldn't see why, so he turned and left.

After finishing a section of Gucici, he stretched his waist, took a break between classes, turned around to look at Lu Zhiyuan, and was taken aback for a moment: "Your strokes..."

Lu Zhiyuan leaned over and helped her cover the paint box so it could dry easily.

Gu Ci stood up suspiciously, took a look in front of his painting again, and couldn't help laughing: "Chuchu, do you have a very good memory, and you have copied Professor Yang's brushwork in this group of still lifes without any mistakes."

　Did our family Mao Mao come out from the little black room?

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