Let You Host The Specialty Class, How Come You Have Become A Scholar?

It wasn't until the early hours of the day that Chen Chu asked the pen master to steal and replace Feng Qian's talent bracelet.

"Master Pen, didn't Feng Qian wake up?"

"No, this little girl has been sleeping soundly, and she is still laughing! Like a pig, she can't wake up even when she shouts."

"..."

Well, it's fine if you don't wake up.

I was afraid that when I woke up, I would be knocked unconscious by the pen master.

After getting the talent bracelet, Chen Chu pondered the effect of not having the bracelet, now Feng Qian should not have a nosebleed, right?

To be on the safe side, I temporarily blocked Feng Qian's phone.

Who knows what this little girl is looking at.

After making sure there are no problems.

Of course, before that, Chen Chu also went to Fengjingyuan to see the situation of the flower of potential. The growth is very healthy and there is no problem, and the flower of potential is not a real flower.

It doesn't need any careful attention at all.

As long as there are enough teaching points, unless someone dies, they will live forever.

It is estimated that it must be seventy or eighty years later.

Feng Qian's talent has begun to awaken, but it's just the beginning.

To make Feng Qian's talent shine, another way is needed.

All Chen Chu can think of is fine art, but considering Feng Qian's level of painting, it is simply terrible, and it is probably impossible to use the ability of Mei Lunyan.

But whether it works or not, you have to try it to find out.

The next day, Chen Chu went to Feng Qian's house again and asked Feng Qian to paint two more paintings.

As soon as Feng Qian heard it, her small face suddenly became old.

After all, Feng Qian had already painted before, and she felt ashamed. Lao Chen still asked her to paint. Isn't that humiliating?

"As long as you are willing to draw seriously, no matter how well you draw, a drawing represents a homework-free ticket!"

Feng Qian's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.

Old Chen, you said it earlier!

"Paint, I'll paint it right away!" Feng Qian said with a wide-eyed smile, "Old Chen, I'll paint whatever you ask me to paint!"

"Whatever, you can think of your own theme!"

Feng Qian decisively waved her pen and started to draw.

But Feng Qian's state is completely different from before.

Feng Qian used to paint regardless of whether it looked good or not. I guess she didn't realize it, but now she has just tore up the scratch paper and threw it in the trash can.

It's been half an hour since this dazzling eye, and Feng Qian's whole face is crowded together, and she is so worried.

Looking at the drawing paper again, it was still blank, and Feng Qian didn't know how to write at all.

Chen Chu asked suspiciously, "How come it's been a long time since I've drawn a picture yet?"

"Old Chen, give me a little more time!"

"Okay, okay, I won't bother you."

Then Feng Qian threw the painting again, and threw it again and again, and kept repeating it. After a long time, she couldn't even draw a single painting, and she didn't even want to start a painting. She was so angry that she whispered, "What a broken hand! Why are the things drawn so ugly! Cheer me up!"

"..."

Glancing at Feng Qian's situation secretly, Chen Chu said nothing.

I couldn't help crying in my heart.

It was probably because Meilunyan had a strong conflict with the things she drew, which caused even Feng Qian herself to be unable to accept the things she drew.

That is the so-called foolish cry by myself.

Chen Chu had actually foreseen this situation.

Because the talent of Meilunyan is more of an aesthetic ability, but Feng Qian seems to be unable to show her own aesthetics.

Requires a pair of dexterous hands.

But in addition to hard work, art requires talent!

Feng Qian estimated that she would drive herself crazy.

Come on, talent random module arrangement!

Last art talent!

Chen Chu brushed six random talent modules in one breath, and Feng Qian was lucky enough to produce a C-level art.

Just like Yang Tianyu.

Only now did Chen Chu realize how outrageous Zhou Feng's luck was.

He used so many random talent modules on the children of Class 7. There was only one Zhou Feng who had an S grade in mathematics, and no one else could produce talents that exceeded the B grade alone.

The other five talents are also quite unique, and there is also a D-level dance that Chen Chu really did not expect.

e...

also.

In fact, Meilunyan strengthens personal aesthetic ability. As long as it is related to aesthetics, it will be more or less affected by Meilunyan.

As for the effect, Chen Chu does not know yet.

In the end, I didn't see Feng Qian draw it for a long time, and Chen Chu was not in a hurry. He said that when he draws it, he can give it to himself. Take your time.

After Chen Chu left, Feng Qian really didn't rest, and both of her hands were on the bar.

I can't believe I can't draw something better!

Pick up the pen and draw it.

Just when Feng Qian was fighting with his hands, Yang Tianyu was also fighting with his legs and ligaments.

"Ji Keke, take it easy!"

"OK!"

"Ah...ah..."

There was a scream in the dance studio.

At this time, Yang Tianyu was putting down his splayed legs, and Ji Keke stood next to Yang Tianyu and pressed Yang Tianyu down hard, causing Yang Tianyu to clench his fists with both hands and beat the ground frantically.

Until Teacher Li called to stop, Ji Keke let go, Yang Tianyu crouched on the ground with a pale complexion, his legs tightened, as if his soul was out of his body.

Seeing Yang Tianyu's appearance, Ji Keke hurriedly covered his mouth and smiled, "Yang Tianyu, it was just a bit painful at first, just wait until you get used to it!"

"How can I get used to it..."

Yang Tianyu almost didn't cry.

I was stunned that Ji Keke, who was so gentle and generous, was really ruthless!

Ask her to help press it, it's just the meaning, she's really working hard!

After a long delay, Yang Tianyu stood up tremblingly, seeing Ji Keke still covering his mouth, his face was a little unsightly.

"Okay, everyone who practices dancing has to open their ligaments! This is the only way to get used to it, and it will pass if you endure it, and when I was young when my dad pressed my leg, it was painful, my dad And let me be silent!"

"..."

Yang Tianyu remembered some bad memories again, and quickly shook his head, leaving these bad memories behind, and then continued dancing with Ji Keke.

This jump is to jump for an hour without stopping, and the two people practice repeatedly.

Teacher Li and the other male teacher looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Mr. Li, this Yang Tianyu..."

"You think it's outrageous too, don't you?"

The male teacher nodded, full of surprise, "I've never seen someone who can jump to this level in less than two days...you can go directly to the advanced class."