Chapter 28

The other party painted a large banyan tree in the school, standing next to the playground. The tree has a thick trunk and leafy branches. It has a history of nearly a hundred years.

I used the painting method of sketching landscapes. The steps and techniques are quite proficient, and my understanding is also high. I painted the vicissitudes and history of the big banyan tree.

Although it was just a simple sketch, it gave Teacher Fang a shocking feeling.

When did such a genius appear among art students?

Teacher Fang lowered his head to look, and found a very ordinary but unfamiliar face.

A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't help but ask, "What's your name? When did you join?"

Before the college entrance examination, I found that my performance improvement was limited, and I turned to rely on my expertise to gain extra points. This is not surprising at this time, such as Deng Tao from Class [-].

It's just that what she painted was Chinese painting, and her family hired a special training teacher for her, so she didn't need to paint in school.

Teacher Fang thought that Song Jiawen also joined temporarily and wanted to rely on her expertise in art to get into a key university.

"Teacher, she is my classmate. She just comes in to draw and play. She is not an art student. I told you just now."

Xu Yan heard Teacher Fang asking Song Jiawen, and quickly stood up to answer, but she didn't finish the last word "". When she saw the big banyan tree painted by Song Jiawen, she was stunned.

"Not an art student?"

Teacher Fang frowned slightly when he heard Xu Yan's introduction. What a pity.

but

"What's your name?"

"Song Jiawen."

After putting down the last stroke, Song Jiawen put the pencil in her hand back into Xu Yan's pencil case, stood up and said politely to the other teacher, "Teacher, I just came in to have fun, excuse me for disturbing you."

After saying that, he nodded to Xu Yan, then turned and left.

"Why let her come in if she's not an art student?"

"Xu Yan, even if you are in your class, you shouldn't make an exception and disturb everyone."

"that is."

After Song Jiawen left, several students in the studio were unhappy and complained.

Xu Yan remained silent and didn't want to say a word of explanation. She just looked at Song Jiawen's painting blankly. She wanted to take it off and put it beside her for reference, but Teacher Fang took the painting away before her.

"I don't have to be an art student to be able to draw like this. Look at yours. What do you draw like?"

Teacher Fang showed the painting to everyone, and the whole studio was silent for a moment.

"How is it? Don't you have anything to say?"

Looking at the girls who spoke harshly and fell silent at this time, Teacher Fang thought to himself that the painting was not good, but there were many things going on.

Twenty minutes later, Teacher Fang entered the senior high school teacher’s big office with Song Jiawen’s painting.

"Teacher Gao."

She smiled and put the painting on Teacher Gao's desk. Teacher Gao was happy when he saw it, "Hey, this is Teacher Fang's new painting? It's not bad. Are you giving it to me?"

for you?

You are so beautiful!

The expression on Teacher Fang's face remained unchanged, and his smile was even brighter than before. "Teacher Gao also thinks this painting is good?"

"That must be good. Is this the big banyan tree in our playground?"

After Teacher Gao finished speaking, several young teachers in the office also gathered around to look at it, and they all praised the painting of the tree so well, so vivid and lifelike.

"Teacher Gao, this painting was not painted by me, but by Song Jiawen from your class. I came to you to ask if you can lend her to our art group. There will be a painting competition in Beicheng at the end of next month. I want to She went to participate on behalf of our school."

Teacher Fang explained the purpose of her visit, and then added, "I know she is not an art student. Although it is a pity, it is up to you to decide whether to take this path. But you also know that our school has not had any art students for many years." We won the award. The Experimental Middle School also won the third prize in sketching in the province last year. They even had more undergraduates who passed the college entrance examination than us.

So, if it weren't for school, I wouldn't want to waste this child's precious time, but there's nothing I can do about it. There's really nothing I can do about it. "

It stands to reason that those who participate in such competitions will only be concentrated in the first and second grade students. High school students no longer participate, but as Teacher Fang said, there is no one.

After Teacher Fang finished speaking, the big office fell silent.

<divclass="contentadv">After a while, Teacher Gao asked hesitantly, "Who painted this painting?"

"Song Jiawen."

Teacher Fang was puzzled, "Xu Yan said she was from your class, didn't she?"

"Yes, she is."

Yes, that's true, but the question is: what kind of painting can this kid draw when he's full?

You say you are not good at doing something, so why are you painting?

Not doing business properly!

Teacher Gao was thinking about how to reject Teacher Fang, when the physics teacher coughed lightly and said, "Teacher Fang, Song Jiawen will participate in the physics competition next month, and I have already signed her up."

What?Physics competition?

I do not know how.

Teacher Gao was confused when he saw the physics teacher winking at him and he suddenly understood.

He hurriedly echoed, "Yes, yes, she wants to participate."

"Do you think I'm blind?"

Teacher Fang slapped his hand on the table, and the smile on his face disappeared, "I haven't seen a genius in several years, and now I see it, what's wrong with me borrowing it? It's not like you won't return it, but you are so defensive about me?"

Teacher Gao's heart beat wildly at her slap. Looking at the irritable Teacher Fang, he didn't know what to say.

You borrowed No. 1 in our class and you said it so confidently?

What does it mean to not pay back?This is a person.

"That, Teacher Fang"

"Just tell me whether to borrow it or not. A big old man is just grinding away."

Teacher Gao:.

He said angrily, "Then you can ask her herself. As long as she is willing, I will definitely not stop her."

"I can't stop saying this."

Teacher Fang picked up the painting style and left in a hurry.

The physics teacher complained, "Why did you agree to her? I said there will be a physics competition in the province next month, and it is true."

"Then why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"Didn't we decide on Zhu Zhen and the others before? But Zhu Zhen said that Song Jiawen is better in physics than him, so I plan to add Song Jiawen. I haven't had time to tell you about this."

The physics teacher said this with a guilty conscience. In fact, he wanted to wait until the test results come out next month to see how Song Jiawen did in the test, and then decide to report it.

But who would have thought that Teacher Fang would come over to join in the fun before the monthly exams.

She's not an art student, so isn't it a waste of time to participate in a painting competition?

The English teacher looked at the head teacher of Class [-] and said, "I remember wasn't Deng Tao from Class [-] good at drawing? She seems to be planning to apply to Peking University through drawing. Why didn't Teacher Fang find her when she participated in the competition?"

The head teacher of Class [-] replied without raising her head, "Deng Tao's painting is Chinese painting, which is different from ordinary paintings, and she probably doesn't like the competition in Beicheng."

Because she was participating in a competition in Kyoto, and if she was nominated, she would be eligible to go directly to Kyoto University, so she had no time to participate in this pediatric painting competition with Teacher Fang.

The implication is that Deng Tao didn't like this kind of competition, so it was Song Jiawen's turn.

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