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Chapter 156

"Why can't you see us?"

"Aren't you and Brother Xu together? I'm sorry, I thought you were together."

"It's ok,"

Min Qili noticed the painting in his hand, "This painting is not done yet, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"Our teacher suddenly asked me to go back, so I had no choice but to take it with me. I was very careful not to let him spend it."

Fang Cheng looked distressed and smudged together.

"My brother has a car, let's take you there. Just to talk about your opinion on this painting."

"Will this be too much trouble?"

"Will not."

Min Qili snatched Fang Cheng's backpack, "Come with me over here."

Climb into the back seat and leave the driving seat to them.

Fang Cheng unfolded the painting and worked hard to repair the stained areas.

"Your method won't work. Try another method. You can draw something on it."

Under the guidance of the merchant, Fang Cheng's paintings have been improved to a higher level.

He couldn't believe it, "I am a very stupid child. The teacher used to say that talent is very important; I always thought that as long as I work hard, I can surpass it. Now it seems that the teacher is right."

"Your teacher may not be completely right. Although you are stupid, I don't feel it from your painting; on the contrary, I feel that you are much smarter than those talented people."

"Talent is nothing in the face of absolute hard work. Just like you now, you are much better than those geniuses."

Fang Cheng was a little shaken, and looked at Min Qili in the back seat.

"Do you feel the same way?"

Min Qili nodded, "From ancient times to the present, there are many examples. Talent does not necessarily take you very far, it is just a catalyst for acceleration; I believe that you will go very far in the future."

"correct,"

Looking at the profile of Cong Shang who was concentrating on driving, "Are you interested? Ask the person next to you to be your teacher. Don't underestimate him, he is very powerful."

Fang Cheng stared at Cong Shang with stars in his eyes.

"I can see that he is very good; however, my university teachers despise me, so he should also despise me."

"Young man, don't underestimate yourself. You can ask him after you get off the car."

They have known each other since childhood, and Min Qili can basically tell what they want at a glance; he likes Fang Cheng very much.

When he arrived at school, Fang Cheng took his things and hurried to the office.
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office

The teacher looked at Fang Cheng who was out of breath, and gave him a complaining look, "Why are you here so late?"

"I'm sorry teacher, there is a traffic jam on the road."

The teacher raised his eyebrows, "Why haven't you given me the painting I asked you to hand in before?"

"Teacher, I haven't finished it; this is my new drawing, you can see if you can. If you are not satisfied, I can continue to modify it."

After receiving the results of Fang Cheng's hard work, the teacher shook his head in disgust, "It's still not enough, Fang Cheng, you can't do it; you can't get a scholarship like this, let alone guarantee a graduate school."

Talking about disgust, he put the painting away.

Fang deliberately walked out of the teaching building in despair.

"How is it, your teacher made things difficult for you?"

"Fang Cheng shook his head. You said I was great, you were trying to comfort me; the teacher just devalued my painting to nothing."

"What about the painting?"

"In the office, the teacher should have lost it."

Min Qili stood a step higher, "You shouldn't leave the painting there, even if he breaks it, it's your hard work and success; if you leave it to him, he won't praise you when he sells scraps in the future."

"Got it, thank you."

Fang Cheng straightened his waist and bent down again.

"Don't be sad, take me around your school; tell us, it's my first time here."

Putting away the pain and tears, Fang Cheng introduced every corner of the campus to them.

"Miss Min, I didn't expect to see you here."

The road to Yuanjia is narrow, and Gu Wan can be seen even when visiting a school.

"Miss Gu Wan?" Min Qili looked at them in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Suddenly received a job to help a singer appear in the MV."

Min Qili saw this singer, it was the little Douzi who had clamored to cooperate with her before.

Real people are better than the internet.
Sixty-four points, still bald?

Li Juehong, an old man, was more successful than him.

Seeing that Min Qili kept looking at him, Gu Wan pursed her lips and smiled, "Miss Min, you like him, do you want me to ask for a group photo for you?"

"No need, no need."

Min Qili waved her hands again and again, and ran away quickly, "I still have something to do, see you next time."

See you next time, there is no next time.

When I read gossip before, I thought he was great, his fans were so cute; black fans were good and bad.

Now I just feel that those black fans are simply Buddhas.

Looking at Min Qili's back, Gu Wan naturally misunderstood her meaning.

He took out his mobile phone to take a picture of her back, and sent a circle of friends that only Li Juehong could see.

[Helping a friend to shoot, I didn't expect to meet a shy little fan. 】
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"Min Qili, have you been chased by a dog?"

Fang Cheng suppressed his laughter.

"You do not understand."

Lying on the table, I am still doubting my life.

"The Internet is really untrustworthy. Don't talk about me, how is your chat going, do you want to be my brother's student?"

"It's better not to, I can't."

Min Qili went to his side, "Young man, I still remember the second time we met, you were still very confident; why are you not confident now?"

"Recognizing the reality, I voted for the competition, but I was eliminated in the first round."

The two judges of the competition looked at each other, "Are you sure you were eliminated?"

"Yeah, I got the teacher to submit it; he told me."

"It doesn't matter, there will be next time; I also paid attention to this competition. There are indeed many very good players. Just because you didn't make the cut doesn't mean you are bad. You may be a little less than the masters of the same period."

"Don't comfort me."

Fang Cheng, who fell into low self-esteem, couldn't listen to anyone's encouragement.

Saying goodbye to him, Min Qili and Congshang are on their way back.

"Brother, I have seen his paintings before, and you have seen them today too; according to his level, it is impossible to be eliminated."

"You have been in this circle too little, and you may not be clear about some things; there is definitely something wrong with his teacher."

"what is the problem?"

"Belittling a student for no reason, no matter how bad a painting is, it should be an opinion, let him take it back and modify it for comparison; instead of keeping it for himself."

"No matter how high his standard is, today's painting will definitely kill those paintings hanging on the wall."

After so many reminders, Min Qili also understood.

"Then what should we do? Laugh at the fate of others and put aside the plot of helping others?"

Cong Shang shook his head, "Of course not, I haven't figured out how to do it, we don't have any evidence now; moreover, he is no longer confident in himself. I'm not sure, what can he do without his teacher? "

"He is very good. If I can, I want to help him and let him be my student."

(End of this chapter)