Entertainment: My band is all lead singer

"Master, you are here. Come and see how I paint." Zhang Yuan saw Jiang Yuebai at first sight and pulled him to his "masterpiece".

"Well... not bad, the composition can be improved, there should be a "beginning, development, turn and conclusion", and the brushwork needs more practice. The sense of space is still a little lacking, and the color can be added without rushing."

In order not to discourage him, Jiang Yuebai tried to be more tactful.

However, compared with the previous ghost paintings, the things he painted now are at least a little bit readable.

Even the teacher praised them for their great progress.

"Student Jiang Yuebai." At this time, Zhao Xueqin came to Jiang Yuebai and called his name.

"What's wrong, teacher?"

"I heard that they have made such great progress because you taught them privately? Give them advice?" Zhao Xueqin smiled, and her words revealed tenderness.

"I just gave them some suggestions." Jiang Yuebai told the truth. It was indeed just a targeted suggestion to them, and nothing else.

"How about you give us a lesson today?" Zhao Xueqin made a suggestion. It has only been more than a month since the start of school, but the display wall at the back is almost dominated by Jiang Yuebai's paintings.

Each painting is a masterpiece.

It has almost become an exclusive display area for his paintings.

Each work shows his outstanding artistic talent, and it is particularly outstanding compared with other works.

So much so that the authors of those works are ashamed and embarrassed.

For this reason, Zhao Xueqin specially circled a place to display Jiang Yuebai's paintings.

Therefore, every time after class and during breaks, there are always a lot of students watching in front of Jiang Yuebai's paintings.

"Yes, Master, give us a lesson."

"That's right."

"I'm just a student, what can I say? Forget it."

"Don't be modest, with your level of Chinese painting, it's no problem to give a lesson. Don't worry, it's not that difficult, just talk about it." Zhao Xueqin continued to persuade.

At this time, the students around him also followed suit and asked Jiang Yuebai to go up and give a lecture.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Yuebai had to agree.

Before going up, Jiang Yuebai looked at Zhao Xueqin again.

"You can do whatever you want." Zhao Xueqin gave Jiang Yuebai an affirmative look.

"Hey..."

Seeing Jiang Yuebai step forward, the students applauded.

Seeing the students so enthusiastic, Jiang Yuebai had to take it seriously.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to explain some details to everyone in combination with the painting process.

"Then I will share with you how to paint ink and wash."

Jiang Yuebai walked lightly to the table and carefully spread out a new piece of rice paper.

Tang Bao lay quietly on the podium, not running around.

The classmates in the class knew that Jiang Yuebai had a very cute kitten. Its docile appearance never disturbed the order of the class, but became a group pet loved by everyone in the class.

The classmates in the class immediately stepped forward and surrounded Jiang Yuebai.

"First, let's talk about bamboo. First, mix some light ink to paint bamboo poles. The thicker the bamboo poles, the lighter the ink should be. When painting more than three bamboo poles, there should be a distinction between light and dark, and pay attention to the speed of the brush..."

During Jiang Yuebai's painting explanation, the students around listened very seriously, and even Zhao Xueqin listened with relish.

There was almost no noise.

More focused than in any other class.

With Jiang Yuebai's detailed explanation, time passed quickly, and the two classes ended in a blink of an eye.

During the period, Jiang Yuebai not only explained bamboo, but also other common landscapes, birds, clouds and fog effects in ink painting.

There were even few people going to the toilet in the middle.

Everyone was reluctant to miss this rare opportunity.

Every student had admiration and respect for Jiang Yuebai in their hearts.

Although everyone was of the same age, this Chinese painting foundation was enough for them to learn for a lifetime.

Those who chose this major liked it more or less, and even wanted to work in this field in the future.

Jiang Yuebai's lectures were all practical, so they naturally had to listen carefully.

After two classes, the students benefited a lot, and Jiang Yuebai completed his first class in his life.

Whenever Jiang Yuebai finished his work, there would always be enthusiastic classmates scrambling to help him pack up his painting tools.

The paintings he drew in class were also snatched away by his classmates, who said they would take them back to study and learn carefully.

Several classmates even argued over the paintings, and it was the teacher who finally stopped the quarrel.

Jiang Yuebai didn't know about all this, he was on his way back to the apartment.

In this season, the afternoon is still very hot.

Using his hands to help Tang Bao block some of the sunlight, Jiang Yuebai's pace quickened a little.

"A Zhan, why are you standing at the door?? Why don't you go in? "

As soon as Jiang Yuebai went upstairs, he saw Long Zhan leaning against the door, looking leisurely.

Jiang Yuebai had already recorded Long Zhan's fingerprints before.

"Xiaobai," Long Zhan greeted Jiang Yuebai immediately after seeing him, "I see you'll be back from get out of class soon, anyway, I'll wait for you at the door."

"Why did you think of coming to my place today? No one is with you? Do you have something to do with me?" Jiang Yuebai opened the door and walked in.

"What you said is so sad, can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Long Zhan pretended to be sad.

Jiang Yuebai just smiled, sat on the sofa, and watched Long Zhan perform.

"Okay, there is one thing." Seeing that Jiang Yuebai didn't buy it, Long Zhan could only tell the truth.

Jiang Yuebai handed him a glass of water and motioned him to continue.

"I want to take a driver's license recently, do you want to go with me?"

"Driver's license? "Speaking of which, Jiang Yuebai had this idea some time ago, but later he gradually forgot about it because there were too many things to do.

Now that Long Zhan mentioned this, he had this idea again.

"Okay, when?"

"Wait for my news, I will find a better driving school first. Someone in our class was cheated of a lot of money by a black-hearted driving school before, and I don't want to be a sucker."

"Then notify me when you find it."

"Okay, then I'll leave first." After saying that, Long Zhan stood up and prepared to leave.

"Just this? You made a special trip."

"Isn't it just nothing to do! I'm free anyway."

"Aren't you going to leave after dinner?"

Jiang Yuebai was a little surprised. This was not like Long Zhan's style.

According to the past, he would have a meal before leaving at this time, but today he was uncharacteristically so.

"Forget about today, I have to pick up Qingqing after class. We have an appointment to go out for dinner, hehe. "Long Zhan laughed.

"Get lost now."

No wonder, they were planning to spend some time alone together.

"Hahaha, I'm leaving now." Long Zhan's plot succeeded, and he laughed loudly. He just wanted to make Jiang Yuebai envious.

Long Zhan smiled and drank the water in the glass, waved goodbye, and left.

"The sour smell of love!"