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Chapter 252: Yu Yimiao is obsessed with trivial matters

When the old hen stewed with mushrooms was served, Brother Yu turned into a foodie. He wielded chopsticks so skillfully that even Wang Gensheng felt inferior to him.

If Yu Yimiao hadn't glared at him a few times, he would have probably finished the whole portion of old hen stewed with mushrooms.

It was not until the three of them had almost finished eating and the workers who came to the canteen to eat had almost finished getting their food that He Yuzhu came over with a plate of fried shredded potatoes and a plate of fried beans with minced meat.

Since alcohol was not allowed at noon, He Yuzhu toasted Brother Yu with a cup of tea, thanking him for helping his sister get a job in the supply and marketing cooperative.

What do you mean Wang Gensheng contributed?

But He Yuzhu still wanted to express his gratitude.

After the two of them finished their pleasantries, Wang Gensheng casually asked He Yuzhu, "How was the outcome of the handling of Dayao who reported you?"

"He was punished by Director Yang to clean the canteen. Now he has been demoted from deputy section chief to section chief, but he is still the chef."

"He had originally wanted to apply for the canteen director position, but now it seems like there's no chance of that happening."

"You still have to be careful and don't let anyone catch you. I think when Deputy Director Li comes back, he will be reinstated. After all, his connections are there."

"Hey, why should I be afraid of him? Even if Deputy Director Li comes back, at most, he will still be his deputy director. If he wants to compete with me, that's pure nonsense."

Obviously, after this reporting incident, He Yuzhu now has some confidence in himself and no longer takes Yao Ming seriously.

"Yes, you are right to think so. As long as you serve the big boss well, the position of canteen director will definitely be yours. No matter how hard Dayao tries, he will never be able to shake you."

Brother Yu was basically full now. He looked up at Wang Gensheng, then at He Yuzhu. He couldn't join in the topic the two were talking about.

Looking back again, I saw my sister, who was eating the twice-cooked pork with her head down, frowning.

Wang Gensheng saw this scene, raised his hand and patted Brother Yu on the shoulder and asked:

"What's wrong, Brother Yu? You're frowning while eating. Are you complaining that your brother didn't make good arrangements for you?"

"No, don't misunderstand me, brother."

"I had a very satisfying meal. Look at this person, he must have enjoyed his meal very much as well."

When Brother Yu raised his eyebrows towards Wang Gensheng, Wang Gensheng knew he was talking about Yu Yimiao.

A smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but ask again: "Then why are you frowning?"

"Hey~ I want to buy Miaomiao a bicycle since I have to run back and forth every day, but it's hard to get a bicycle ticket recently. Do you have any tips, brother?"

"Brother Yu, do you really want to bring your sister here every day?"

"Yu Yimiao, isn't she still studying at the Academy of Fine Arts? Why is she coming to my place every day? Doesn't she need to study anymore?"

Yu Yimiao, who was mentioned by the two people, wiped his lips with his hand quietly, raised his head and looked at Wang Gensheng and said:

"In school, teachers teach in a rigid style and with strict doctrines. But as you said, it is too mechanical and lacks spirituality. I think..."

Listening to the girl's words, Wang Gensheng's heart also began to worry, and his brows furrowed. He knew that this girl was relying on him.

But he really didn't have time to take care of everything. He shook his head and said:

"This painting skill requires a lot of talent. If you want to master it, you have to practice it for ten years. Once you have the skills, it will be easier to achieve results!"

"But you think that relying on such talent alone is useless without hard work. Why waste so much time running back and forth? It's better to use it to paint more."

Yu Yimiao shook his head stubbornly: "I originally thought that the painting I just made was a masterpiece that used all my skills. But you only used a few strokes to cover up all the skills I used, completely changed the style, and painted it with more charm."

"That's why I want you to spend more time thinking and practicing."

"Haha, we are about the same age, right? But our skills are so different. How can I feel at ease in the future when I am wasting so much time on my own nonsense? I think it would be better to have a famous teacher to guide me..."

Wang Gensheng nodded unconsciously, then quickly reacted and shook his head again.

Yu Ge saw the whole scene and couldn't help but feel confused: "Come on, brother, you are nodding and shaking your head, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing. It's just that your sister is getting stuck in a rut."

"Oh, then why don't you give her some advice? At least don't let her fall too deep." Brother Yu urged Wang Gensheng anxiously.

"Brother Yu, don't worry. She is just trapped in it and can't get out. Well, since she wants to come, let her stay for a few more days. I hope I can get her back on the right track."

Hearing Wang Gensheng finally give a positive response, Yu Yimiao's face suddenly lit up with joy. He nodded happily, and without saying a word, he immediately stood up and bowed deeply to Wang Gensheng.

Without Wang Gensheng's permission, she didn't dare to perform the formal ceremony of three bows and nine kowtows to become his disciple. Besides, she was not used to performing this kind of ceremony to someone the same age as her.

He Yuzhu watched curiously from the side, not knowing what puzzle the three people were solving.

I just felt like I was from a different world than them. They all exuded a refined temperament, while I was just a rough guy. He Yuzhu smiled awkwardly and started to clear the plates on the table.

Wang Gensheng took out another painting from his pocket, still an ink painting of the Monkey King, and spread it on the dining table for Yu Yimiao to look at.

He smiled and asked, "What do you think of my painting?"

This painting was depicted by Wang Gensheng based on the scenes in the Monkey King's Heaven Palace in his mind. It can be said to be a remote copy, but also a tribute to the master of that year.

"This painting may seem extremely simple, but if you look closely, you will find that there is always an indescribable feeling in the Monkey King's eyes, and even his movements are lifelike."

"Yes, it seems that you can see the problem. This is what you lack at the moment. You pay too much attention to showing off the painting skills and lose the charm of it."

"Of course, I can't blame you for this. They are all students taught by teachers in the Academy of Fine Arts. Several or even dozens of people in the same class draw the same painting, and the postures of the paintings are all the same. They even give people the same feeling."

“Although it was not drawn by one person, it has the same flavor. This is what I call too much craftsmanship.”

Yu Yimiao listened carefully, not daring to breathe. Wang Gensheng's heartfelt words were something that no art academy teacher could ever say.

It’s not that the teacher doesn’t understand, but…