A perfect life starting from kindergarten

Chapter 9: Miss Jiang was fooled
Given Lin Xiaoshuai's excellent contract spirit, he can still help Miss Jiang within these ten days.

Leave the classroom and come to the shady area behind the bushes.

Miss Jiang curled up there, hugging her legs, crying on the ground, and threw the drawing board on the ground.

Not to mention that Jiang Qian looks pretty when she cries. Her tears are prettier than her stern face at such a young age.

Lin Zhengran was curious: "What's wrong? Why are you crying here secretly?"

Hearing Lin Zhengran's voice, Jiang Qian raised her head slightly and glared at him, her cold eyes filled with strange anger.

But because of watery eyes.

“It can’t be done.”

"What can't be completed?"

Jiang Qian glanced at the drawing board on the ground.

Lin Zhengran was speechless.

You think it's unfinished?

Even if you had eight arms, you would not be able to complete Along the River During the Qingming Festival within ten days.

The system voice popped up unexpectedly.

[Option 1: Seeing Jiang Qian crying, you feel so distressed. How could you let Miss Jiang feel so wronged? Answer: "Don't cry, I'll make faces to make you laugh." Reward: A self-righteous and funny dog]

[Option 2: Jiang Qian's crying is interesting to you. So this is how Miss Jiang cries. Or you should tell her the truth directly and answer: "It was impossible to complete it in the first place. This is normal. After all, there will be many things you cannot complete in the future." Reward: +1 for temperament, +1 for tractor maintenance skills]

[Option 3: She's already crying, what else can you say? You can only make the storm more violent. Answer: "Crying is also charged. Although the work is not completed, you are also short of 5,000 yuan." Reward: +1 to the ability to withstand blows, intermediate level of handicraft art creation skill]

Huo...If someone really chooses option one every time, what kind of life would that person be like?

Batman is so ugly that he is crying, and the Joker has to retire from the world.

Option 2, tractor technology is a popular skill, so I will choose option 3.

What does this resistance to attack mean?
"Crying also costs money. Although the work is not completed, you are also short of 5,000 yuan."

[Congratulations on getting an extra level of resistance to blows and an intermediate level of skill in handicraft art creation]

Jiang Qian was moved to tears by Lin Zhengran's comfort, and said coldly: "Liar!"

"I didn't lie to you."

She was so angry that she wanted to find something to hit Lin Zhengran with. After searching for a long time, she couldn't find anything, so she took out two hundred yuan from her pocket, rolled it into a ball and threw it at Lin Zhengran.

A different way of showing off wealth.

"Thank you. You still care about throwing money. You don't look sad. Do you still want the money?"

"No more!" he said aggrievedly.

He had no choice but to put the money in his pocket.

Miss Jiang cried even louder. No matter how cold and helpless she looked, she was still just a seven-year-old girl.

Lin Zhengran sat beside her and picked up the drawing board: "What's there to cry about? I told you at the beginning that we couldn't finish it. Didn't you know it a long time ago?"

Jiang Qian sniffed, hugged her legs tighter, and stared at the ground with misty eyes.

"I thought if I worked hard I might be able to draw it..but you didn't even teach me seriously."

Lin Zhengran was ashamed: "Why are you still relying on me? I have always been very serious."

Jiang Qian looked at Lin Zhengran unhappily.

She buried her head in her knees again, and Lin Zhengran used an eraser to erase the messy wool on the drawing board.

Who would have thought that it was actually the composition of the river in the Qingming Shanghe Tu.

"Since I've received another two hundred yuan from you, I'll help you again. Can you tell me why you must paint Along the River During the Qingming Festival? Even if it's a gift for Dad, you can obviously paint other things."

Jiang Qian didn't say anything.

Lin Zhengran was not in a hurry either. It was quite cool here anyway.

Miss Jiang secretly glanced at him, then raised her eyes from her knees again and looked at the ground. Her voice was cold and milky, as if she really had no other choice:
"Last time I was watching TV with my dad, he said he really liked Along the River During the Qingming Festival, so I wanted to draw a picture for him." Uh, Miss, I guess you misunderstood me..
Is it possible that your father's liking for antiques is simply a liking for antiques?
Jiang Qian wiped away her tears: "Also, my sister also gave Dad a painting last year, and Dad was very happy. My sister draws very well, and I don't want to be worse than my sister..."

"Your sister? How old is she? What kind of painting did you give her?"

"I was given a landscape painting when I was fifteen."

"Then it's only right that you're not as good as her. She's almost an adult."

Jiang Qian glanced at him again in annoyance.

Lin Zhengran thought for a moment and said, "Think about it, Jiang Qian. Don't you want to be worse than your sister? Then if she gave you a painting, you shouldn't just give her a painting."

"Why..." She didn't understand.

"Because she gave a painting and you also gave a painting, then aren't you the same? You should give something more advanced than the painting, so wouldn't that surpass your sister?"

Jiang Qian blinked, still not understanding, but it was obvious that she was not as smart as usual when she was sad.

He was deceived and limped.

"More advanced than a painting? But isn't Along the River During the Qingming Festival already very advanced?"

“It can be even more advanced!”

Lin Zhengran spoke without thinking:
"For example, we can add a little personal touch to the scroll! One plus one equals two! Do you still have your book on appreciating famous works?"

"Ah."

Lin Zhengran saw her pull out a picture album from under her buttocks, which was still very warm in her hands.

He glanced at it with disdain, but still opened it and flipped through it.

I accidentally came across Van Gogh's Starry Night:
"Look! For example, if you really want to paint Along the River During the Qingming Festival, which clearly adds the author's emotions, you don't have to paint it exactly the same. You can paint it in your own way, choose a scene, and then use your imagination."

Jiang Qian took the writer's appreciation from him and asked, "How should we do it specifically?"

It can be seen that Miss Jiang has absolutely no imagination.

"For example, you can use oil painting to draw the Qingming Festival Riverside Scene! And write your blessing to your father. Your uncle will be very happy with such a special gift! And it will take three days to complete just to take a scene!"

Jiang Qian stared at the drawing board and thought that Lin Zhengran's method was okay. At least it was better than a ball of wool. Her eyes sparkled, "Yeah, that sounds good."

"Hehe..." It's really not easy to earn these 5,000 yuan. I have to teach painting and take care of the children at the same time.

"Then you have to teach me well in the next three days! I will ask the butler to buy me the props for the oil painting now!"

"it is good."

Lin Zhengran took out two pieces of toilet paper from his arms. Since he often made the little girl cry, he always had toilet paper on hand.

Jiang Qian took it and said thank you.

He stood up, with his head exposed in the shade of the grass, and the sunlight shone on his young and handsome face.

Jiang Qian raised her head and saw this scene unexpectedly, her pupils flickering.

Lin Zhengran stretched out his hand: "Let's go, I can also talk to the teacher, we can find a room in the kindergarten and slowly draw for three days. Anyway, it doesn't matter to you or me whether there is class or not."

Jiang Qian hummed, and was pulled up by Lin Zhengran, holding his hand and following him.

After returning to the classroom, Jiang Qian had stopped crying and her face had returned to its expressionless look.

Lin Zhengran took out a few notes from his pocket that the teacher owed him and told the teacher his request.

The beautiful teacher hesitated after hearing this: "You two mean to ask the teacher to find a place for you to paint alone? And there will be no class? This kind of thing..."

Jiang Qian said coldly: "If the teacher allows me to do so, I will tell my father when I graduate that Teacher Liu taught me very well and will ask the school to give the teacher a raise."

The beautiful teacher smiled and waved her hand: "No need for a raise. Then how about this, you two can draw in my office, but you must not run around!" She held up a finger: "If I find out, I won't let you draw, okay?"

Lin Zhengran and Jiang Qian looked at each other and nodded together.

In unison: "We promise to be obedient, thank you teacher."

"You're welcome, you're welcome..." The beautiful teacher grinned, thinking that times have really changed and children are becoming more and more difficult to deal with. If I had known earlier, I should have studied hard and become a primary school teacher, wuwuwu.

(End of this chapter)