If a student's work can be personally praised by the principal of the studio, it means that he is excellent.
Qi Linqing is a beginner and can draw well in a few days after learning sketch gouache, which shows that he is a genius.
And now his painting level is even better than the professional teacher who has been immersed in the art test for many years... This is already the level of a monster.
The teachers present were all shocked from ear to ear.
Even if Han Shi repeatedly assured that Qi Linqing was definitely a beginner in Western painting, they still couldn't believe the facts before them.
It's incredible.
"So what should I call Qi Linqing, a peerless art genius with extraordinary talent?" one of the teachers murmured.
"How did he do it? He can draw better than Pan Xuehai..."
"I definitely don't believe he's a beginner."
Pan Xuehai: "..."
He actually became the tool that these teachers competed to compare with Qi Linqing.
Han Shi sighed and said, "Believe it or not."
Anyway, Han Shi didn't think that Qi Linqing would be the kind of person who deliberately concealed his painting skills in order to be assigned to class D.
Female sketch teacher of class A: "I heard that Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen from class D are a couple? Could it be because of Zhong..."
She dropped a thought-provoking introduction.
Qi Linqing was demoted to class D for love.
Everyone felt that this was very likely to be the case, and immediately agreed.
Pan Xuehai pushed Han Shi, and asked in a low voice, "Is this the case?"
Han Shi: "...how is it possible?!"
After getting in touch with her during this period of time, Han Shi felt that Qi Linqing was definitely not someone who would fall in love with his head.
This child is very calm, with a love and dedication to painting.
He knows exactly what he wants.
After Pan Xuehai asked for Qi Linqing's painting, he carefully rolled it up and put it in the bottom of the office box.
Regardless of whether Qi Linqing has concealed the time limit for his study of Western painting or not, with the talent of the other party, the future is definitely promising, and he collects it first as a respect.
There was no rumor about this incident, and it only became a hot topic of private discussion among the teachers for a few days.
Qi Linqing himself didn't know that his painting level was higher than Pan Xuehai's.
In the next few days, he actively asked Pan Xuehai for advice in class: "Teacher, how should this xxx be adjusted better?"
"Teacher, can I handle the details of the halo like this?"
Pan Xuehai: "..."
This embarrassment immediately tied me up.
He really wanted to ask Qi Linqing, son, what misunderstanding do you have about your own strength
You can be my teacher now!
Seeing Qi Linqing's earnest expression asking for advice, Pan Xuehai could only answer with difficulty:
"Student Qi, I may not be able to teach you anymore."
"What's wrong?" Qi Linqing asked hurriedly.
Pan Xuehai said in a low voice: "...you don't want to wait half a month after the model test to be promoted to class A. I'm afraid I can't teach you at my level."
"Why do you say that?" Qi Linqing was surprised, "I think you are a very good teacher, every time I listen to your explanation in class, I gain a lot..."
Pan Xuehai listened, tears streaming down his heart.
"I think you can be my teacher, really." He said depressed.
Qi Linqing was even more surprised, "What are you talking about?"
Pan Xuehai took a deep breath to calm down, and said slowly: "Student Qi, don't you think your color is very powerful?"
Qi Linqing showed confusion: "Huh?"
It never occurred to him that his color was a strength.
Although he has been hailed as a saint of painting by later generations, he is mostly famous for his line drawing techniques.
Qi Linqing felt that he might have made some gains in the study of new gouache colors, but he definitely couldn't reach the level of what the other party said.
Looking at the other party's expression that doesn't look like a fake.
Pan Xuehai was suddenly a little scared.
No way no way.
In the eyes of others, Qi Linqing is already a master of painting, but he still thinks he is very ordinary, right
"never mind… "
"Your questions, let me ask others." Pan Xuehai sighed in his heart.
Qi Linqing nodded seriously, "Okay."
Pan Xuehai: "..."
A few days passed in a flash.
Zhimo Studio is about to usher in its first rest weekend.
The day before the holiday, Zhong Chen asked Qi Linqing: "Do you want to come to my house?"
Zhong Chen knew that the relationship between the other party and his family was not good.
Occasionally, there was a call from the Qi family, and Qi Linqing would hang up after a few casual calls.
No matter what Qi Linqing does, he is very serious, even to the point of being serious and rigid.
In a man like him, perfunctory coping is extremely rare.
Qi Linqing shook his head and said, "No, I'm going back to my new home."
Zhong Chen: "New home?"
Qi Linqing: "My grandfather bought the house for me."
Zhong Chen: "Oh."
Qi Linqing bent down and continued to pack her luggage.
Zhong Chen paused, then thought of something, and said:
"My mother wants to see you."
Qi Linqing smiled lightly and said, "This is a polite word from my aunt."
"No!" Zhong Chen was also a little embarrassed when he said it, but Zhong's mother did ask him to invite Qi Linqing to go home on the phone many times.
Although he had only met once, he found that Mother Zhong seemed to like Qi Linqing very much.
Qi Linqing closed the box and prepared to go out.
Zhong Chen pursed his lips and said, "Come on, I'll teach you the secret of learning."
... can only use this method to lure the other party into the bait. He sighed deeply in his heart.
Qi Linqing paused, looked back at him, and said:
"Then I'll come to you on Sunday afternoon, and then we can go back to the studio together."
Zhong Chen: "!!!"
He gave a reserved "hmm", but he was inexplicably excited.
I don't know why I'm so excited... Obviously they sleep together in the studio dormitory every day.
After Zhong Chen realized the ambiguous reverie in his head, he patted his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up.
Before he can't fully confirm that the other party is the master, he can't let himself get deeper and deeper.
On Friday afternoon, cars were parked outside Zhimo's studio.
Gan Yishan waved to his roommate, and stood on the side of the road with his bag waiting for a taxi. While waiting, she didn't forget to wear earphones to listen to the explanation of the new Chinese painting artist.
Every time he listened to the audio, Gan Yishan felt that the anchor's voice was inexplicably familiar. But she couldn't tell where she was familiar with.
She saw Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen walking towards this side.
Qi Linqing was also taking a taxi, holding a mobile phone and talking to the driver:
"Hi master, I'm at the northeast gate of Zhimo Studio... well, I've arrived at my destination and wait."
The sound drifted to Gan Yishan's ears along the wind, and coincidentally coincided with the audio explanation in the earphones.
Gan Yishan froze in place, as if struck by lightning.
She turned her gaze and landed on Qi Linqing's raised right hand.
I saw that there was also a red mole on his tiger's mouth that was exactly the same as that of the new anchor of traditional Chinese painting.
Gan Yishan: "..."
The master of traditional Chinese painting she has been thinking about is actually by her side? !
At this time, an online car-hailing car stopped at the door.
The driver rolled down the window and shouted, "Is the tail number 1989 there?"
Qi Linqing: "Yes."
He carried the suitcase to the trunk of the car.
Gan Yishan couldn't bear it any longer, caught up to him and said, "Is your Douyin account a newcomer to traditional Chinese painting?"
Qi Linqing was startled and nodded.
He felt that no matter if he was recognized, there was nothing to deny about it.
Zhong Chen turned his eyes around the two people, and his keen intuition made him quickly smell something unusual.
Gan Yishan looked at Qi Linqing, with trembling lips, he said:
"I, can I worship you as my teacher?"
Zhong Chen: "?"
The author has something to say: Gan Yishan: I’ll just say hello, Master
Zhong Chen: ... a strong sense of crisis, someone is robbing me of Master! )
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