Back To My Youth

Others can't see it, this realism is too recognizable.

When it comes to painting figures and still lifes, it's up to you to see if they look like you.

Guo's father praised him silently after reading it, and Guo's mother was also very happy, feeling that his son went out to study in vain this time, and he painted like that.

Guo Jingyu returned from his studies and was very confident. While showing it, he said, "Mom, how is it?"

Guo's mother nodded again and again: "Yes, the painting is really good."

Guo Jingyu said proudly, "That's right, I told you a long time ago that your son is a genius."

Guo's mother spat at him: "How can you say that about yourself? It's not good to be arrogant."

Guo Jingyu said: "It's not just me who said that. The teachers and classmates in our studio all agree. If you don't believe me, go ask. I came back this time because of our studio's teacher's suggestion. He saw that I painted well and asked me to give The other classmates are doing fan paintings!" He took out a stack of money prepared in advance from his pocket, put it on the coffee table, and said to his parents, "Mom, there is a total of 20,000 yuan here, you can keep it. ."

Guo's mother was startled, "Where did you come from?"

"Didn't I tell you just now that Mr. Cao said that I was good at painting, so he asked me to do model painting in the class, which was considered a substitute class. He forfeited my tuition and gave me a subsidy for the class hours." Guo Jingyu said: "You paid me the training fee before, 2,000 yuan a month, the tuition fee is 12,000 yuan in total, and the other 8,000 is the living expenses you called me. an integer."

"Give so much?"

"No, your son, I can endure it!"

Guo Jingyu was afraid that she would not believe it, so he gave her Lao Cao's phone number. Anyway, their parents knew the phone number of Lao Cao's studio, and they knew the truth when they asked.

Taking advantage of this time, he took a set of clean clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath. It was very comfortable not to have to fight for the bathroom with a group of people. When she came out after wiping her hair, Guo's mother just finished the phone call with Lao Cao, and Lao Cao naturally didn't say anything, because it was agreed in advance, only the situation of Guo Jingyu's studio was mentioned, and he didn't say a word. The matter of cooperating with Wu Xiajun to open a store.

I don't know how Lao Cao was holding it, but Guo's mother looked at her son with fluttering eyes, and she hesitated several times.

Guo Jingyu was overjoyed, he sat aside and put his arms around her and said, "Mom, just admit it generously, come on, tell me loudly, is your son a genius?"

Guo's mother patted him and couldn't hold back her laughter. After a while, she asked him in a low voice, "Your teacher Cao said just now, do you want to go to Tsinghua University?"

Guo Jingyu nodded and said, "I think Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts is okay."

This is more than OK, it is simply too good!

Guo's mother looked him up and down again, her eyes lit up, "Son, if you can really get into Tsinghua University, you can mention the conditions, and Mom will promise you everything!"

Guo Jingyu said: "Really? If I don't think about it now, will I be able to mention it later?"

"Of course, it counts at any time, and it will be cashed for you!"

"What about my dad?"

"I agreed for him, I have the final say in our family!"

Guo Jingyu suddenly came to the spirit, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a letter of guarantee on the spot, while writing quickly, he said to her: "Mom, there is no evidence for words, and words are the basis!"

Guo's mother stared at the word "Tsinghua" on it, and she couldn't open her eyes with laughter. She signed her name without saying a word, and she also signed her husband's name.

Guo Jingyu said, "I just wanted to ask, where is my dad?"

Guo's mother said: "It's not that your teacher Cao said that you can take the Tsinghua exam in your major. When your father was happy, he went to buy you the salt-baked jī from the street in front of you, saying that you like to eat it and make it a late-night snack for you."

Guo Jingyu hugged her and laughed.

Guo's mother said with emotion: "You come back this time and work hard to grasp the results. Don't be held back by the cultural class. By the way, Xiaozhou often comes over when you are away, and gave you a lot of things..."

Guo Jingyu was a little surprised, "Where? What?"

"It's all on the desk in your room, you can see for yourself, we didn't move."

Guo Jingyu couldn't wait to go in and take a look. A neat stack of papers from various subjects was placed on his desk. The thickness was spectacular, and it was Li Tongzhou's style.

Li Tongzhou's text message also came, asking him if he was home.

Guo Jingyu called, half lying on the bed and said lazily: "I'm here, I just went to take a shower." He didn't wait for a reply, and immediately began to complain: "You're not dating me and Ben, you are want me to learn."

Li Tongzhou laughed, "You look first, if you don't understand anything, come back to me."

"I'm tired."

"Then you can lie on the bed and watch."

"……it is good."

Guo Xuezhu has no human rights, so he can only go to study after hanging up.

Guo Jingyu flipped through it and found that the papers were actually not as many as he had imagined. At the back of each paper was a copy of the answers and question analysis, but they were folded and sealed with a stapler, which looked special. A thick pile. Obviously, the other party hopes that after he has done it himself, he will compare the answer. It is indeed Li Tongzhou's style.

Guo Jingyu took it apart and read a copy, half lying on the bed to write the question, not knowing whether he was tired from the road, or whether he hadn't studied for a long time, and fell asleep after writing half a page.