The text volume of the Great Beauty Times 236, eat more and make up for it. Wait until Wan Changsheng comes out of the principal's office.

Ding Xiaopeng and his team have already completed several classrooms with the academic director and are inspecting the dormitory building that can be allocated.

This is not a trivial matter for Ningzhou No. 2 Middle School. At least No. 300 students, and art students from all over the world, we should consider the daily relationship between them and the original high school students and repeaters.

So I was looking for a warehouse outside the back door of the school. I was planning to renovate it this year, so I arranged the dormitory together.

With various details and conditions, what art students from other places need to bring with them, the two girls made detailed records, and Ma Zhenyu naturally took photos everywhere throughout the journey.

It’s a bit useless to get such a good Lycra machine, just taking some photos of business purposes.

But it is indeed conducive to the development of subsequent work.

The teacher Lin, who had brought Wan Changsheng over, kindly pulled Wan Changsheng: "They told me that they were very proud of you!"

Wan Changsheng's chuckling expression was much more sincere than when facing Principal Fan.

Fisherman reported to Wan Changsheng more seriously about her preparations for this Qingmei class. She really wanted to do something within her ability.

Wan Changsheng simply arranged more: "You come to be the chief squad leader. It is best to have some of them before the Spring Festival. If you have a poor cultural foundation, you should fly first. I will discuss this with parents after I go back. After all, this year, including you and Xu Zhaohui, I have won a tuition fee of 8,000 yuan. This is the price that comes early and comes late. I hope to urge everyone to seize the opportunity. Do you know what to do?"

What he never expected was that Fisheryan actually said, "If you don't know, I will ask Senior Sister Du for advice."

Wan Changsheng is sincere?

The girl with glasses took it for granted: "Didn't you ask me to learn from her? A few days ago, when she was filming an advertisement at the art training school, you asked me to learn from her. Senior Sister Du took good care of me and answered questions and questions."

Wan Changsheng scratched his head: "Okay, okay, then you have something to ask her."

Fisherman bit his mouth hard, and felt that he could bite out the lip marks. His face turned red and then he spoke: "I know, I, you didn't insist on accepting me as an apprentice. Maybe I didn't take it seriously. But, I am really grateful to meet you at this time. This has changed my destiny. I will treat you as a master for the rest of my life. The time to learn with you may end. I just want to say that you should take care of yourself and create more touching works. I will definitely fight fate to the end!"

The back is getting smoother and firmer.

Isn’t Wan Changsheng’s efforts just to get this sense of satisfaction?

Try to smile like a respected elder, and you almost touch the head of a girl in glasses: "I believe you will work hard, and don't put too much pressure on yourself. Life will go but never return, but occasionally you can stop and experience the scenery. I propose to fight fate to the end, which is aimed at the lazy person who complains about social injustice and gives up fighting. You are already above such people. This is a good industry, and strive to repay your parents early."

As a result, Fisherman twisted his fingers hard and put some words out: "If I can pass the Qingmei exam, I...I want to follow Senior Sister Du and join the Damei Society, and be able to do things with you all the time."

Wan Changsheng really wanted to ask whether you were with me or her, so he held back: "As long as you get together, you will naturally be a partner of the Damei Society. If you want to do things, after the exam, you will help me go to Guanyin Village to lead the art interest class, and you will calculate your salary."

Fisherman quickly nodded and shook his hand: "Okay! I can go every weekend now! But I don't have a salary. If I get the bonus, I will pay you the treatment fee. In fact, my dad said that if I get some, I can pay it back to you first. I just want to learn everything I can learn with you."

Wan Changsheng thought: "Hot blood and gratitude can only be catalysts, not power. If you work, you should be rewarded. For example, do you remember that Teacher Wu, who teaches in September?"

Fisherman nodded very seriously when he was listening to the class.

Xu Chaohui, who was wandering around from afar, was approaching with his ears. Ding Xiaopeng and others laughed and wanted to pull him away. Wan Changsheng waved his hand and said it didn't matter. Everyone could come and listen, but they all surrounded him. Even Teacher Lin, who was originally next to him, was curious.

It made Wanchang's attitude towards the ecology more serious: "Their lectures are actually very expensive. If we come here, we will be under great pressure. I originally thought they would have been able to come for two or three days a week, but Teacher Wu was the first to take the initiative to ask us to teach us for a long time. I can't pour cold water on everyone's enthusiasm, so I can't ask them to come down. But here, Teacher Wu said in private that it would be okay not to charge money, but she wouldn't say it publicly in the group. Do you understand this?"

High school students still have to think about it carefully, and Teacher Lin’s face was already a little smile.

Ding Xiaopeng and the others felt that they had grown up a lot in just one year, so they tried to ask: "Do you... don't want to be morally kidnapped?"

Wan Changsheng nodded deeply: "This is also a kind of human relationship. She thinks that this is friendship or friendship, and you can not accept or receive less, but others may not think so. If she rushes to say that you don't have money, others will either not participate. Those who participate are embarrassed to speak up, but they will definitely be affected when doing it. Who will be the one who will suffer the final damage? Yanzi, do you understand this? Maybe you don't charge this money out of gratitude or your family is not short of money, so that others will not collect money because of your actions. What should I do?"

Ding Xiaopeng suddenly realized: "Haha, no wonder Teacher Wu brought a large amount of paint here, saying that it was left over from her. This style is really exquisite!"

Wan Changsheng is actually more like talking to Xu Chaohui: "In school, you only need to face books and studies, but when you enter university, you need to deal with various human relationships and worldly affairs more and more experiences. Knowing the worldly but not worldly is the most mature kindness."

Fisherman bowed deeply to Wan Changsheng: "I understand."

Xu Chaohui scratched his head!

Made, this is much more difficult than taking the college entrance examination!

So Wan Changsheng finally ordered a reward for Fisheryan from now on, not high, 1,500 a month, and temporarily served as a liaison clerk for the intensive class of the art college entrance examination, including telephone charges.

After all, all the members of the entire Damei Society are students. Only Fisherman and Xu Chaohui can stay in No. 2 Middle School now. Rather than asking Teacher Lin to trouble him, it is better to train people who are interested from now on.

After having supper with Jia Huanhuan in the evening, a car returned to Jiangzhou.

This time, Jia Huanhuan was not so difficult to part with. First, the winter vacation will take more than a month, and second, Fisherman really respected his teacher's wife as an elder. Huanhuan, who was still in the first grade, was very embarrassed and could not accumulate that kind of feeling of separation.

Hehehe, I also shared with you that I dreamed of Brother Changsheng last night.

The boys Ding Xiaopeng and the others had a better expression, but the two girls were a little bit awkward in gossip, a little curious and complicated in awkward manner. They wanted to stand with Du Du, but they couldn't help but want to listen.

Fortunately, Jia Huanhuan’s focus was: “It’s a nightmare, it’s really scary!”

Now even Wan Changsheng wants to hear it.

Jia Huanhuan was vivid: "It seems that it was an anniversary to have dinner at a high-end restaurant. There was a piano and flowers next to it. The atmosphere was really beautiful. Then suddenly Brother Changsheng drew some beautiful paintings on the wall. Many people were applauding, and I was very happy. Who knew that when he turned his head, he looked at me affectionately and said, "Did you see it? If you see it, you will draw one"... I was so scared that I woke up immediately! Fortunately it was a dream!"

It was actually a bit awkward to hear it in front of everyone, and it felt like a little girl’s pink dream, but later they couldn’t help laughing.

Both girls think that Jia Huanhuan is really cute.

Fisherman even covered his mouth and shook his shoulders even harder.

Just Xu Chaohui was puzzled, what's so funny about this?

Jia Huanhuan patted her chest in fear: "I guess she has taken too many basic exams recently, and she has made me feel a little confused."

Wan Changsheng helped her to show her some pity: "Eat more, make up for it..."

Huanhuan ate it in disgust and returned some of her waist flowers to express her respect for Wan Changsheng.

At the last moment of departure, Wan Changsheng originally wanted to ask Fisheryan to take care of Jia Huanhuan's results, but remember that this great master who gave up the college entrance examination last year was unable to afford it and did not dare to say it.

Jia Huanhuan was busy picking Fisheryan back to the classroom.

I want to hear the story of Wan Changsheng's struggle in Jiangzhou, especially the bad guys who framed Brother Changsheng deserved the crime.

Fisheryan was also pulled into the group of the Damei Society and only then did she know the ins and outs of this strange story.

And now it has reached the second stage.
Chapter completed!