Domineering farmer and village girls

"Yes, Professor Ling, just try." Vice President Chen took a look at Qingying with some surprise and gratitude. This is the task given to him by the headmaster. If we can't finish it, we can't explain it.

Vice President Chen can also understand what it means to ask him to stay. Ling Duyu has such attainments in calligraphy and painting. It's only a matter of time before he becomes famous internationally. It's good for the reputation of the school to keep him in the school as a professor. In the future, there will be more choices in recruiting students.

Ling Duyu looks at the desire on Qingying's small face. He knows what kind of heart Qingying is“ Well, come over when I have time

"Right now, I don't think there's anything wrong with Professor Ling." Vice President Chen said in a hurry“ Come with me to the classroom now. "

"Brother Yu, go ahead. I'll drive to my mother's house now." Qing Ying said to Ling Duyu with a satisfied smile, "when you are finished, I'll come back to pick you up."

"No, No." Vice President Chen said to Qingying, "our school sends a car to send Professor Ling to the imperial palace. It's not far from here."

Qingying's light footstep leaves. There is nothing more important in her heart than Ling Duyu's teaching.

"Let's go." Ling Duyu has some bad feelings towards Vice President Chen“ I can't say well. It's not my business if I'm blown down by students. "

"Knock you down? How could that be? " Vice President Chen took Ling Duyu and said, "you are such a handsome guy. You will be very popular with those students."

"But I'm not prepared for anything." Ling Duyu was a bit distressed.

"Let's talk about ink painting." Vice President Chen said, "you just play on the spot."

As they talked, a big classroom came. There are not many students here. They are coming in one after another.

"Class starts at 10:10," Vice President Chen said to Ling Duyu after looking at his watch. "These are all freshmen this year."

Ling Duyu looked at the classroom, which was specially used to teach painting. In front of every student is an easel, as well as pen and ink. Now the students have arrived one after another, among more than 30 people, female students account for the majority. They are surprised to look at Ling Duyu with appreciative eyes.

In the minds of these students, this handsome guy must be a cut in student. It's still the kind with a lot of background. Otherwise, how could Vice President Chen bring it here in person.

"Well, let me introduce you." When the time came, Vice President Chen said, "this is Professor Ling Duyu. Today he will give you two lessons."

Vice President Chen's voice is still in decline, there is a voice of discussion. He became a professor at such a young age.

"Don't talk about it below." Vice President Chen frowned and said, "if you have any questions, please raise your hand."

A girl stood up and asked, "is this handsome guy Professor Ling Duyu who won the competition? Why is he so young? How old is he this year? "

"He is the award-winning Professor Ling. As for the following two questions. Let Professor Ling tell us. " Vice President Chen Shoushou gives a sign to Ling Duyu.

Ling Duyu had a headache. He tapped his folding fan on the other hand twice. "I'm 25 years old now. I don't understand why I look so young. That's all for the question. Now we're going to class. "

As soon as Vice President Chen saw that there was no problem, he nodded to Ling Duyu and left. He also has a lot to do.

As soon as Vice President Chen left, a girl raised her hand and stood up. The girl is 1.7 meters tall and has a beautiful face“ My name is Gao Yujie. Professor Ling, I still have a question. Do you have any maintenance methods? We all want to know. Do you want to discuss them sometime? "

"Yes, yes." The girls below all cried, "this must be." The six or seven men did not speak, but they looked at Ling Duyu's eyes, full of helplessness and jealousy.

"How about we talk about painting?" Ling Duyu had a headache and said, "don't talk about these personal topics."

"One last question, just one!" The girl's big eyes suddenly fanned, "this is what we girls all want to know."

"Well, ask." Ling Duyu has only a helpless way.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" The girl asked nervously. The following girls are no longer chirping. They all look at Ling Duyu and wait for him to answer.

Ling Duyu was staring at by so many eyes. Even a friar in the foundation period swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Just replied, "I'm 25 years old, how can I not have a girlfriend! You sit down and we'll start the lecture

"It's just that my girlfriend is not married, is it?" The girl asked indomitably.

"Sit down." Lingduyu didn't say, "let's start class now."

Ling Duyu's teaching is still a bit of a level. It's just about painting. I'll tell you what I've learned, little by little, in simple words. Try to make the students understand. Unconsciously, it's time for class to end.

Ling Duyu looks at his watch. There are twenty minutes left. Even if the two classes were over, Ling Duyu took a ten minute break to let the students deal with their own affairs. I went to the bathroom or something. I didn't expect that when I went to class again, there were many more people. These people are now no class students, there are two or three teachers like people, are here to listen.

"In the last 20 minutes, I'll give you a demonstration." Ling Duyu said and picked up his pen. "You should pay attention to what I said. Think about whether it will inspire you. "

In less than 20 minutes, Ling Du Yu spent a pair of ink painting. The picture is just a melon shelf. On the shelf are melon vines and melons. There are three or two dragonflies, some of them are flying, and one of them falls on the melon leaf.

It's clearly drawn in ink and wash, but in everyone's eyes. It's like everything in this picture has color. It's like they're standing on a melon rack, and those dragonflies can fly over and hit them.

Ling Duyu put his seal on the title of the painting. Ling Duyu was very satisfied with the painting. The scene I saw this morning is now recorded with a brush.

"Not bad, not bad." A man over fifty stood up and clapped“ Professor Ling deserves the first prize this time

Ling Duyu's brow was wrinkled. How could this guy speak. It sounds ironic, but he looks at how greedy the painting is.

"Who are you?" Ling Duyu said to the bald man. The students on the side looked at the bald man with disgust.