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\"Goodbye, Teacher Chen!\" Fu Ruilin said hurriedly.

\"Goodbye, Teacher Chen!\" Zhang Beibei and Chen Yi saw Fu Ruilin say it and said it.

\"Okay, goodbye.\" Chen Xiaoyi left with her husband Qiao Ming with the grief of a soldier's broken halberd.

\"Wow! Teacher Chen wants to teach you how to draw alone!\" Zhang Beibei said.

\"You will definitely win an award! You draw so well!\" Chen Ling thought about the things Fu Ruilin drew in class, they were really beautiful.

\"You guys! Don't be so easy to believe that others know? Doesn't that teacher Chen really come back to class? What if she is here to abduct a child?\" Fu Ruilin felt that she must give these two people a serious knock Ring the bell.

\"No way!\" When they heard the abducted child, both of them panicked.

\"Will it depend on whether she really came back to class, in short, we have to be careful, don't believe what people say, especially strangers like this, understand?\"

\"Yeah!\" The two nodded like chickens pecking rice, for fear that they would be abducted if it was too late.

Seeing that the two of them were afraid, Fu Ruilin nodded in satisfaction and told them to continue skipping rope.

The parent-teacher meeting was finally over, and parents came out of the warm classroom one after another. Today is just the beginning of school, and tomorrow is the official start of class. Fang Fang is not a good at talking. She didn't stay and ask the head teacher for anything. go home.

Chapter 10 Became a painting teacher's student

Classes start the next day, which is the day to reveal the midterm exam and explain the test papers.

Fu Ruilin successfully became the number one in her grade, double hundred!

This level of examination, her inner age, if she is double hundred, she will really be ashamed to look at others.

As a double hundred reward, even if Fu Ruilin was a casual teacher, she wouldn't care much about it.

The morning class ended soon, and everyone's favorite afternoon came after the afternoon nap. They were all good classes such as sports, painting, music, etc.

As soon as the painting class started, everyone's eyes lit up when they saw Chen Xiaoyi came back. Great, it's not a Chinese class!

Only Fu Ruilin smiled awkwardly, Chen Xiaoyi's eyes staring at her for a long time was really unbearable.

\"Okay, let's draw in class first, classmate Fu Ruilin, come out with the teacher.\" Chen Xiaoyi waved to Fu Ruilin.

When Fu Ruilin entered the campus with her after her mother sent her here at noon today, she knew that what should come will always come.

\"Ruilin, the teacher is really a teacher. The teacher also talked with your mother. I have never seen a student who is as outstanding in painting as you are. It means being outstanding.\"Chen Xiaoyi clasped Fu Ruilin's shoulders, remembering Qiao Ming's words quickly explained her enthusiasm.

Fu Ruilin didn't say a word other than smiling and nodding, she didn't know what to say, the few steps from the office was as long as a century.

The office I went to was Teacher Fan's office. Fang Fang was drinking tea in it. When she saw her daughter coming, she raised her hand and waved to her.

\"Mom.\" Seeing this, Fu Ruilin quickly let go of Chen Xiaoyi's hand and ran towards Fang Fang.

\"Ms. Fang.\" Chen Xiaoyi nodded to Fang Fang, and then sat on an empty stool beside her.

\"Fu Ruilin, Teacher Chen Xiaoyi is a very good painter, she wants you to be her student, and she can take you to participate in competitions in the future, would you like it?\" Teacher Fan said.Obviously, Teacher Fan is the middleman Chen Xiaoyi is looking for.

\"Mom?\" Fu Ruilin asked Fang Fang.

\"You can go if you want, mom will support you.\" Fang Fang said.

\"Mr. Chen, do I need money to learn painting from you?" Fu Ruilin asked, her big eyes flickering with innocent light.

All the adults were stunned, Fang Fang smiled, she hadn't asked about the money yet, but she also wanted to know.

\"No! No!\" Chen Xiaoyi hurriedly waved her hand, somehow, she felt that as long as she dared to ask for money, Fu Ruilin would definitely not talk to her again.

\"How embarrassing this is.\" Fang Fang said.

\"No no no, Ms. Fang, it is my honor to receive such a good apprentice as Ruilin.\" Chen Xiaoyi shook her head like a drum.

\"Ruilin, are you willing to be my student? You are really good at drawing, and the teacher hopes that you can show it to people all over the world.\" Chen Xiaoyi squatted down, using her utmost sincerity.

Fu Ruilin looked into Chen Xiaoyi's eyes with concern and expectation.

\"Okay.\" Fu Ruilin nodded.

\"Great!\" Chen Xiaoyi hugged Fu Ruilin suddenly, Fu Ruilin stiffened for a moment, and then slowly relaxed.

After negotiation, Fu Ruilin went to Chen Xiaoyi's house to learn painting on the weekend morning, and Chen Xiaoyi would send Fu Ruilin home after lunch.

\"Ruilin, look, ink painting is very pure, and pays special attention to charm, so we must think about what we want to express before we write. \"Chen Xiaoyi holds the brush in his hand, concentrates, draws a few strokes, and Only the outline of Yingwei's eagle head came out, and Chen Xiaoyi struggled the most to outline the eyes, where the charm of the eagle was condensed.

Fu Ruilin nodded.

\"Then practice the plum blossom tree.\" Chen Xiaoyi put down the pen, and raised his chin towards the rice paper.

\"Okay.\" Fu Ruilin held the pen with her small hand, and after she let her eyes go for a while, she settled down to write.

In her previous life, Fu Ruilin advocated poetry and poetry, because she loved such meaningful things, and she also had a special liking for ink painting, especially landscapes. When she was young, she felt that her family was poor and did not dare to ask her family to buy painting materials. She used pencils to draw landscapes. Later, when she was 30 It was only when she picked up the paintbrush at the age of [-] that she blossomed her talent in the field of ink painting.

Chen Xiaoyi watched Fu Ruilin write on the rice paper, she was able to calm down at a young age, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she had found a treasure.

After nearly an hour, the plum blossoms in Fu Ruilin's pen fell into place. On the snowy mountain, in the snowstorm, a solitary plum stood proudly in it, and the leafless tree forks were covered with snow. , Not turbulent against the wind, not afraid of the snow, what an proud plum!

\"Okay!\"Chen Xiaoyi clapped her hands loudly, \"Quickly let the teacher give you a hug!\"

\"Don't! Teacher Chen, I'm sweating a lot.\" Fu Ruilin jumped aside, and she broke out in sweat the moment she finished writing. It's a kung fu to calm down and draw objects. Every time she finishes this task in summer, she won't Stop sweating.

\"Ouch! Come on, the teacher will wipe it for you.\" Chen Xiaoyi didn't care whether Fu Ruilin was willing or not, she pulled the paper towel and started to wipe Fu Ruilin's face and neck.

Fu Ruilin was a little embarrassed, no one had ever treated her like this except her mother, but Chen Xiaoyi's concern made her feel warm, well, let's get closer.

\"Xiaoyi, bring Ruilin over for dinner." Qiao Ming's voice came from the kitchen.

Chen Xiaoyi is not good at cooking, but Qiao Ming likes to cook. Qiao Ming usually does the cooking at home.

\"Let's go, let's wash our hands, and the teacher will take you home after eating.\" Chen Xiaoyi took Fu Ruilin's hand and happily went to the dinner table.

Qiao Ming brought the food to the table, and the three of them sat down to eat. It felt like a family of three. Qiao Ming and Chen Xiaoyi both brought food to Fu Ruilin one after another, and Fu Ruilin rarely had the chance to do it herself.

Qiao Ming is a government official, and he lives in a government compound. The house is not big, just an ordinary two-bedroom, one-living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The two sleep in one bedroom, and the other bedroom has been renovated into a painting and calligraphy room. Just now, Fu Ruilin was practicing painting in the painting and calligraphy room.

\"Ruilin! Next year we will participate in the National Children's Traditional Chinese Painting Competition, and you will definitely win at least the first prize!\" Chen Xiaoyi gave Fu Ruilin some vegetables with chopsticks.

\"How many prizes are there in that competition?\" Fu Ruilin asked.

\"There is a third prize and a special prize. The best one is the special prize.\" Chen Xiaoyi said.

\"Well, I will work hard.\" Fu Ruilin nodded, and stuffed a chopstick of vegetables into her mouth.

\"Ruilin is so good.\" Qiao Ming smiled kindly, thinking about whether to discuss with Chen Xiaoyi about having a baby.

After eating, Qiao Ming cleared the dining table, Chen Xiaoyi took Fu Ruilin downstairs, and Fu Ruilin waited for Chen Xiaoyi to push the motorcycle out on the boulevard.

In fact, Fu Ruilin is very familiar with the government compound, because the only person she has interacted with in the past two lives lives here.

That relationship was in my freshman year in my previous life. We talked for a year and a half. The other party was a very beautiful girl. It's a pity that Fu Ruilin was not mature enough, and that girl was not strong enough to bear it. The passionate love of young people ended quickly.

It's all like this, isn't it?

Fu Ruilin twitched the corners of her mouth, she had let go of this relationship long ago, anyway, she would never have sex with that person again in this life.

\"Let's go, get in the car.\" Chen Xiaoyi stopped the motorcycle with both feet on the ground, and Fu Ruilin stepped on the pedals and got on the back seat.

\"Are you seated yet?\"

\"alright.\"

Chen Xiaoyi turned on the accelerator and set off!

Chapter 11

From summer to winter, Fu Ruilin passed the first semester of the first grade regularly, and her ink painting skills recovered a bit.

But what excites Fu Ruilin the most is that she has grown taller!Now she has grown to 1 meters and has a well-proportioned figure.