What appears on the A4 paper is a picture of a woman.
The black pupils and big eyes like a pool of water are particularly attractive, and the smooth hair and chubby face are full of excitement and intelligence.
Chen Rong added two more strokes, and the beautiful nose and red lips came to life on the paper.
That’s right, the one drawn by Teacher Chen Rong is Chen Guo.
Guoguo opened her mouth in surprise, as if she had not expected that Teacher Chen Rong could draw it so similarly.
Chen Rong seemed dissatisfied, frowned slightly, and then added long eyelashes. Suddenly, the characters on the paper seemed to come alive.
"Teacher Chen is great!"
Guoguo clapped her hands excitedly.
"Great, great, you're worthy of being a professional painter." Lin Yi really praised her. He could see that Teacher Chen Rong's painting skills were not inferior to those great painters who had been famous for many years. Every stroke showed her profound skills.
"Thank you. I started painting with my grandfather when I was four or five years old. It has been almost twenty years now. I am more familiar with the paintbrush than anything else. It is my life." Chen Rong said with a smile.
Guoguo tilted her head and looked at the painting, as if she was looking at a mirror. She probably only now realized how powerful the top painters were.
"Teacher Guoguo must study hard in the future. One day, Guoguo will be like you." Guoguo clenched his fists and said with great determination.
Chen Rong couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then listen carefully in the future and don't be lazy."
Guoguo nodded heavily.
"Oh, by the way, it's time. I'm going to get off work first. See you tomorrow, Guoguo." Chen Rong packed her things and turned around and waved at Guoguo.
"Goodbye, teacher!"
"Teacher Chen, let me see you off." Seeing that it was getting late and a girl might be in danger, Lin Yi sent her out.
After walking through the alley of the courtyard, they arrived at a bus stop. Chen Rong smiled politely and said, "Thank you. I'll just take the bus and leave in a while. No need to bother."
Lin Yi nodded and walked towards home.
Chen Rong looked at the time and it was already nine o'clock in the evening. She didn't know what time it was when she returned to the apartment.
Just then, a motorcycle stopped in front of her.
A man got out of the car, took off his helmet and said with a smile: "Isn't this Mr. Chen? Do you still remember my ex-boyfriend?"
"What? Why is it you?" Chen Rong's face changed slightly when she saw the man.
"Why me? Chen Rong, you forget me so quickly. Have you forgotten who found you a place to live and who helped you find a job when you just graduated?"
"Now that you're rich, you're an art teacher at Yanjing No. 7 Middle School, and you're a tutor for rich people, why don't you acknowledge me as your brother?"
Chen Rong's face was full of anger. The man's name was Yang Gang. He was from the same hometown as her. She met him in a hometown group.
At first I thought he was a nice person, but later I gradually discovered that he was lazy, not doing his job properly, and had connections with underground forces and was a frequent drinker.
So she decisively broke up with him, but who knew that he would continue to pester her and harass her.
"What do you want to do?" Chen Rong asked sternly.
Yang Gang grinned playfully and held out his hand, saying, "Nothing, just give me two thousand as a breakup fee and I won't harass you anymore."
"Two thousand? Where can I get two thousand for you? I don't have money, so just forget about it." Chen Rong said coldly.
"Don't lie to me. I've already inquired about it. Your tutoring job is only one thousand per hour. Two hours a day, that's exactly two thousand."
Chen Rong's pretty face changed slightly, and she said speechlessly: "You, you actually inquired about my news."