When Zhou Jiaojiao was sucking the duck blood fans, the chatter in the studio still existed.
Mr. Zhang and Mr. Liu communicated in private, and they agreed that this was not jealousy because of inferior skills, but a simple prank, and the person was in the studio.
As for why all the paintings from life last night had no faces, it was because the other party wiped his own faces in order not to be suspected.
Lin Mao was recognized as ignorant in the studio. He was called to the studio by two teachers alone and asked if he did this. If so, admit it yourself and don't wait for them to find out.
The implication is that they will have a hard time doing it.
Lin Mao said that he really didn't do it, "Mr. Zhang, Teacher Liu, if you don't believe me, I swear!"
Mr. Zhang said meaningfully, "I don't need to make an oath. I have discussed with Mr. Liu, and I will be on duty in the next few nights. If I don't know how to repent, the studio will not keep anyone."
Teacher Liu snorted, "I came here to learn painting. If you have the skill to be careful, it is better to hurry up and learn more things, so that you will be able to get a satisfactory school entrance exam next year."
Lin Mao's facial muscles twitched fiercely, "Oh shit, isn't this just for him? Disguised warning? Really, I can't believe it after saying it several times, how could he do such a menstrual disease.
This is October of the Gregorian calendar, and the single-admission exam will start around January. There is not much time for those who want to leave the school. The studio is almost strictly controlled. Every day, three paintings of still life, gouache and head sketch are required. One cannot be missing, and the paintings will be reviewed and revised in the morning, noon and evening.
However, the studio of Agricultural University is very loose. After all, teachers are different from each other. People mainly teach in universities. This is just a sideline, so when you come here, you have to look at the self-discipline of the students.
When Huang Dan and Zhou Jiaojiao went back, half the morning had passed, and the two teachers in the studio who were changing paintings for the students didn't say anything.
There is not enough time to paint still lifes.
Huang Dan simply drew a sphere for practice.
He noticed that a gaze fell on him, and found that it was Zhou Jiaojiao. The other party seemed to be unable to stand being nagged by her father, and was calling him for help.
After thinking about it, Huang Shan turned sideways and said, "Uncle, I didn't draw anything in the morning, the teacher will tell."
Zhou's father became anxious when he heard it, and quickly said to his daughter, "Then hurry up and draw the ball with classmate Zhang."
Zhou Jiaojiao released the big clip holding the drawing board, put the drawing paper down, and said in a low voice, "Shu Ran, I thought you wouldn't mind me."
Huang Dan said, "I see you calling me for help."
Zhou Jiaojiao didn't say anything, just grabbed a few hard candies for him.
Coincidentally, except for Zhou Jiaojiao and her father, Huang Dan, Lin Mao, Shen Liang, and Xia Wei, they all lived on the first floor, occupying three of the four rooms, and the other one lived with a college student. , plays the guitar every night, looks like a rough man, but inside lives a weak girl who loves to dream.
The rental room is an iron staircase. Even if it doesn't rain or snow, it is not easy to walk. Xia Wei almost always has shoes with roots. She walks in front without any hesitation.
At the back are Lin Mao, Huang Dan, and Shen Liang at the end.
"I won't go to the studio in the afternoon. I plan to sleep until about four or five o'clock. Then I will go directly to the White Horse Internet Cafe at the door to meet my master. How about you? How did you plan?"
Xia Wei would only call Chen Shi that way in front of others. When the other party was present, she always called her name.
Lin Mao looked online and could see Xia Wei's long legs in stockings when he went up the stairs, and then up there was his buttocks wrapped in denim shorts, he didn't get close, for fear that the other party would fart and faint." Ryoma? There are so many people there, we went several times and didn't get a seat."
Xia Wei said, "That's why I have to go early."
Lin Mao said that it doesn't matter if he goes to the studio in the afternoon, "Shen Liang, how about you?"
Shen Liang said lightly, "I want to paint gouache in the afternoon, and I want to paint sketches in the evening. I can't help but go to the Internet cafe. You can play, I won't join in the fun."
Lin Mao turned his head and screamed, "Don't go? How can I play without you, I can't, you have to go. I gave you so many points last time. If you don't help me this time, my brother has nothing to do."
Shen Liang didn't change his face, "Then don't do it."
Lin Mao rushed downstairs when he heard the words, passed by Huang Dan, and blocked Shen Liang from going up.
Listening to the argument behind him, Huang Dan didn't quite understand the relationship between the two. He raised his eyes when he heard Xia Wei calling his name, "What?"
Xia Wei has already gone upstairs, "I'm asking if you are going to stay overnight?"
Huang Dan said, "Go