Rebirth 07: Start adding points from elementary school students

Chapter 291: Master Still Has Something

"It is said that those high school principals..."

Li Yan smiled and said, "You think I'm awesome, so you want to come over and try to make some connections with me."

"But there are some that say...some university admissions office, all of them are very good universities, I can't remember them all at once, but Huaxia University doesn't have them."

Li Yan frowned, "University Admissions Office? Why are they going to Lincheng? How do they know your address?"

"I don't know, they didn't come." Li Chun was confused as he spoke, "I don't even know who they are. Principal Lin from your elementary school asked me to go out for tea, and suddenly some teachers came over with cigarettes, tea and alcohol in their hands."

"…If you don't find me directly at home, then it's fine."

Li Chun didn't understand the hint of anger in Li Yan's words, and continued to complain that he didn't know how to deal with these gifts, and asked if it was similar to the box of Moutai redemption coupons.

"The Moutai exchange vouchers were given to me by the organizers when I went to Beijing to receive an award. One box is quite generous. It may be that Huacai Group has some business dealings with some Moutai distributors." Li Yan pondered for a moment, "The others... they can give them if they want to. You just need to tell them that I am already a member of Huaxia University."

"Really? Aren't you just in junior high school?"

Li Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Dad, didn't I explain everything to you and Mom?"

"Yeah, didn't you say you went to New Taipei Middle School? Doesn't that mean you have to take the college entrance exam?"

……never mind.

"It's okay. Just say so. If they're still willing to give it to you, then keep it."

"Isn't this a bribe?"

"Dad, you and I are just ordinary people!"

Maybe because he was too engrossed in the conversation, Li Yan did not lower his voice, so when he hung up the phone, his roommates' expressions were all very interesting.

"A box of Moutai?"

"Making connections?"

"Gift?"

Li Yan spread his hands.

"Don't be corrupted by the adult world, Li Yan. You have an extremely bright future!"

Liang Tiancheng's words were so convincing that his aura of greatness and righteousness almost overflowed.

"Don't worry, I won't care about these things soon."

"See, this guy's pretentiousness is ingrained in his bones, and he can't change it in a short time." Lin Heng laughed, "Oh, by the way, Lao Yan, are you still going to class this semester?"

"Of course!"

On the morning of the first day of school, Li Yan appeared in the classroom.

This actually made Lin Zhengmo and Bai Xiaosheng a little uncomfortable.

"I actually have a feeling that Mr. Yan is coming to class to show his favor..." Zhu Qinglun muttered to himself, "Is it possible for someone to spend their student days like this?"

Guo Qiwen looked at Li Yan frequently during the class meeting, and his smile became more and more obvious.

The leaders who passed by were gradually promoted from the Dean of Studies to Principal Tan, and they were all very happy.

During the break, Principal Tan also found Guo Qiwen and asked him to invite Li Yan to his office for tea in the afternoon so that the school leadership team could chat with Li Yan.

To enhance the relationship.

Then Li Yan only went to class for half a day.

Guo Qiwen could only tell Principal Tan, "This child's schedule is harder to schedule than yours... It's best to make a reservation."

As Principal Tan said, "I wonder who borrowed this treasure."

Li Yan went to the studio because Yang Chengzhang came.

It’s not that the master is more important than the school, but even if he wants to study hard now, this course is of no use to him.

The existence of the system made his basic skills solid. As long as he learned something he knew, he couldn't even say comforting words like "consolidate it".

Pure waste of time.

Li Yan walked into the gate of Mu Sheng Art Institute and was greeted by Cao Xinshuo.

Since the last discussion about cooperation, Cao Xinshuo pondered for several nights and watched "Nangong Boy" two or three times. The more he watched it, the more vivid the picture became. He has been waiting for Li Yan to discuss it again - in order to express his sincerity, he has even drawn the personalities of the main characters.

"Where is the master?" Li Yan asked.

"In your studio."

"He didn't ask me to come?"

"Not yet... I took the initiative to tell you that he was here."

"Okay, thanks." Li Yan said as she was about to push the door open, but she noticed that Cao Xinshuo was hesitant to speak, so she slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, about the comics I mentioned before... I took some time to design the characters, you can take a look."

Cao Xinshuo took the sketchbook handed to him by Li Yan, feeling mixed emotions.

Yang Chengzhang stood in front of Li Yan's blue picture with a serious expression, and didn't even notice Li Yan coming in.

He even smoked a pipe, which was rare - Li Yan had always thought that this thing was just a decoration.

"Master."

"Oh, here you are." Yang Chengzhang exhaled a puff of smoke, "This smoke didn't pollute your studio, did it?" "No, no, what did the master say." Li Yan smiled and walked to the window, "Just open a window."

"..." Yang Chengzhang placed his pipe on the table closest to the window. "I have this problem. When I am absorbed in watching something, I have to take a few puffs. I didn't intend to ask you to come over. Did Xiao Cao tell you?"

"Correct."

"When did he become so enthusiastic?" Yang Chengzhang said with a smile, "Is this painting finished?"

"I have finished the painting. I will not revise it until I have a higher inspiration."

"Good boy, you didn't even tell me when you finished the painting."

"I thought I'd leave this painting alone for now. After a few days, when I've forgotten my current impression, I'll take another look at it. If I can still feel the same way as before, then I'll have finished the painting. I'll then be ready to tell you."

Originally, Li Yan wanted to play the plot of Zhang Wuji learning Tai Chi again, but it didn’t fit well enough, so he decided to just use plain words.

"Why, do you still need to look at the painting from the audience's perspective?"

Li Yan nodded. "It's natural. I loved this painting while I was painting it, but I hated it the moment I finished it. Sometimes I felt the atmosphere was right, and sometimes I was bothered by the details."

"Sweetheart?"

"No, we're just good friends."

Yang Chengzhang laughed loudly, with an expression of "I understand" written all over his face.

Li Yan was not going to explain any further.

"The little dancing girl at the cultural performance, right?"

"……Um."

I forgot that Yang Chengzhang was a member of the audience, so I have no idea how to explain this.

"But it's not her. You drew it very vaguely, as if you didn't want the person in the painting to be...specific to any real person." Yang Chengzhang reached into his pocket and realized that his pipe had been put aside.

"You feel this way, which means my expression is quite accurate."

"Because you rejected details in the figure," Yang Chengzhang leaned in front of the painting and even took out a small magnifying glass. "You clearly gave so many details to the clothes, and it's obvious that you put a lot of effort into it, but when it comes to the figure, you ignored the relationship between light and shadow and only emphasized the 'posture' - and you said the painting was finished."

"Well, I did it on purpose. I wanted to emphasize the feeling of the scene rather than the person himself."

"How do you feel?" Yang Chengzhang looked at Li Yan with interest.

"Ah."

"Feeling about what?"

“That scene.”

"Look back at this girl for a moment."

Li Yan hesitated to speak.

"I was also very impressed. I originally thought that your sudden look back was a part of the performance, but the state you looked back in can be described as 'coming to your senses'. Do you know what this means, Li Yan?"

"I was lost in thought."

"Yes, you are painting the moment that makes you trance-like. Then I want to ask you, why are you trance-like?"

Li Yan thought for a long time.

Yang Chengzhang smiled and patted his head, "Don't tell me the answer with your mouth, use a picture."

Ding!
[Painting +1, Level 60 skill, total score ]

Oh my, this old guy is really good.

"Master, do you mean it needs to be revised?"

"These outside...are they like fluttering skirts? Or are they blue curtains? Your brushstrokes are like gauze, thick and rich, and when they interweave, they feel..."

"storm."

"It seems like it was intentional?"

"That's it."

"Brushstrokes too?" Yang Chengzhang touched it with his hand. "I see you're not used to using a lot of paint before, so you used quite a lot on this one."

"I deliberately created the stormy feeling. I used so much paint because I changed it so many times. I wanted to cover the previous ones, so I had to use this thick a layer... The brushstrokes were accidental."

Yang Chengzhang pondered for a while, "This kind of spiritual energy is very mysterious. If you really ask you to modify it, it might become a boring craftsmanship. As for whether to modify it or not, it depends on what you say. If you have a better inspiration, then modify it."

"Thank you, Master!"

"Oh, you sound a little like a disciple," Yang Chengzhang said, smiling as he took back his pipe, "otherwise I would have thought you were talking to an old friend. To be honest, your painting is of a very high standard. As for the signature issue..."

"I want to try signing my own name." Li Yan said.

Yang Chengzhang just smiled and patted his shoulder, "You little brat, you're still answering first? I mean, this style is too unlike mine. Even if you want me to sign, I won't. But, I have no problem supporting you..."

"Next time, Master."

This sentence was beyond Yang Chengzhang's expectations.

“I want to see how far I can go.”

(End of this chapter)