the other half of the orange

Tang Heqian didn't go home for several days, and You Zhao asked casually during dinner, only to find out that he had flown abroad.Speaking of foreign countries, You Zhaodu is 20 years old, and he has not yet stepped out of the country. He usually takes a bus with his mentor to the nearby villages to collect wind, and further away is to go out of the province to win an award.

The final exam at the end of June, and half of the World Cup passed, You Zhao didn't even bother to turn on the TV, holding "Introduction to Fine Arts" every day, trying to memorize a semester's courses in a week.

As it turns out, it's still possible.After memorizing it four or five times by heart, You Zhao was sure as soon as he saw the topic. He wrote for four or ten minutes, and walked up to the podium to hand in the test paper under the admiring eyes of the crowd, and then was driven back to sit by the teacher.

Finally, when it was time to hand in the paper, You Zhao walked out of the classroom, and unexpectedly saw Deng Yanjun dragging a suitcase with his left hand, and leading a primary school girl with his right hand, walking gracefully on the campus avenue.

"What's the situation?" You Zhao walked a few steps faster, "Have you finished writing the test paper?"

"Yes." Deng Yanjun was puzzled.

"Xie Zijie is still inside, have you finished writing?" You Zhao looked in disbelief, the one among the three who always held his breath until the end and couldn't write a fart was clearly Deng Yanjun.

Deng Yanjun smiled, and shyly shook the hands tightly interlocked with Guo Keke's fingers: "Love makes me progress."

In the next second, Guo Keke quickly shook off: "I wanted to say it a long time ago, I'm so hot."

Deng Yanjun quickly fanned her with his hands, and looked at You Zhao: "Why don't you go home, I just took the suitcase to the exam."

You Zhao rolled his eyes: "Did you forget that I moved all my things away?"

Only then did Deng Yanjun remember that You Zhao moved out of their dormitory and lived in a mansion very freely. "Can't we come out to play during the summer vacation? Let's have a meal together."

"Guo Yi." You Zhao waved his hand, too lazy to look at the young couple's stickiness: "Get lost, see you in summer vacation."

"Hey——" Deng Yanjun asked Guo Keke inexplicably, "What do you think he is so upset about?"

Guo Keke directly pulled him away.

It was so hot that it was impossible to go outside.You Zhao rested for a few days, going to bed from morning to night, vowing to make up for the sleep he lost due to his busy studies.It wasn't until Mo Enhe sent a message that he remembered that he had to go to work at the Children's Palace.

Just when the cold air arrived, it blew away the steaming heat and brought a piece of coolness.This day, as soon as he went downstairs, he bumped into Tang Heqian who came back with a suitcase on his back.

Tang Heqian hurriedly walked in, followed by Tang Chen, the two talked about business while walking.You Zhao didn't dare to get too close, secretly watching them while drinking water.

Tang Chen said a few words, handed several documents to Tang Heqian, and left.

The servant hurriedly carried the suitcase upstairs for him, Tang Heqian let go and walked towards You Zhao.

"Arrange professional bodyguards for you these two days, and let them follow you in the future." Tang Heqian said, unable to hear any emotion.

You Zhao was taken aback, and instinctively wanted to resist: "Can I not? It should be annoying for bodyguards to follow closely."

"When you need private time, just let them follow you in the dark." Tang Heqian frowned and said, "It's not peaceful recently, so please be careful."

What's wrong with it?Wouldn't the Tang family still be gangsters?What if the enemy hacks the door for a while?

"Okay, is the bodyguard here now? I'm going to go out to work part-time." You Zhao looked innocent. Tang Heqian was not at home these days, and he didn't say in detail when he would start working.

Of course he's not here now, Tang Heqian glanced at him and said, "Where are you going, clean up quickly, I'll take you there."

"Ah? Didn't you just come back?" It turned out that it was only in the preparation stage, and You Zhao thought that the bodyguards had already been waiting outside the door.

"Whispering." Tang Heqian raised his head delicately, "Hurry up."

You Zhao packed up some painting tools, sat in the passenger seat, and then glanced at Tang Heqian who was driving in the driver's seat. He wondered why this person suddenly changed his indifference and liked to meddle in his own affairs?

"Brother, are you okay? Don't you take a rest? I see bags under your eyes are coming out."

Tang Heqian's face darkened, he turned to look at him, and said, "Pouches under the eyes?"

"Ah, no, I was wrong, I was really wrong, there was a shadow just now." You Zhao didn't want to hurt him, so he made an excuse in time and replied, "I just saw that you just came back from a business trip, so I don't worry about you being too tired Well, in fact, it would be good if you let the driver at home take me off."

"The driver asked for leave." Tang Heqian stepped on the gas pedal, "Okay, you are not allowed to speak from now on."

"..." You Zhao struggled, "But I haven't told you where I'm going yet."

"..."

Reluctantly, in Tang Heqian's majestic and aggressive eyes, he softly reported the location of the Children's Palace.

The car sped along and drove for four or ten minutes. Before driving You Zhao out of the car, Tang Heqian told him deliberately: "Wait for me where you are after get off work, and the bodyguards will follow you tomorrow."

You Zhao tried to see a little concern from his serious eyes, but he didn't find any substance, but the big boss picked up and gave away, shouldn't he be honored.

He walked into the Children's Palace familiarly, and unexpectedly found that this small place had been renovated, and a lot of entertainment and learning facilities had been added. Even the outer walls had been repainted and painted with colorful pictures.

Mo Enhe had been waiting for him in the lobby early in the morning, and seeing that he had come with great difficulty, he quickly led him to find Teacher Zhang.

Teacher Zhang is still as kind as before. I haven't seen him for two years, and nothing has changed much.

You Zhao's mouth was so sweet that he boasted when he saw people: "Mr. Zhang, have you got curly hair? It's so pretty, it looks like you're a few years younger!"

Teacher Zhang was so praised that she covered her mouth and laughed. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen this cute, sweet and smart kid, and I forgot the business for a while. Thanks to Mo Enhe’s reminder, “Come here, sign this contract. The content is the same as before, and the salary has increased, so you can rest assured to sign."

You Zhao glanced at it casually, and asked curiously while signing: "The changes here are really big, has the government allocated funds for renovation?"

"No, no, there was a wealthy businessman who donated tens of millions to charity before." Teacher Zhang revealed quietly, "But he is anonymous, and the donations are made by outsiders. No one except the dean knows who he is."

"Good people are safe in life." You Zhao stood up and walked towards Mo Enhe, "Teacher, I'm going to class first."

Mo Enhe took him to a classroom on the second floor, which was empty. You Zhao checked the time, and it was nearly 15 minutes before the children came.

"Just teach as before. I'm in the next class. You are welcome to join the class at any time." Mo Enhe said with a smile, "Let's prepare things."

You Zhao nodded, followed by tidying up the painting utensils that will be used in class later, counting the weights and placing them on the podium, and then arranging the sketch pad and chairs underneath.

There were 5 minutes before leaving the class, and children came in one after another, choosing their seats.The group of children who are going to teach today are young, they are all elementary school students in the third and fourth grades. You Zhao teaches them to start from the basics. Although the technical requirements are not high, facing a group of children can be considered a labor-intensive task.

Because it was the first class, You Zhao asked them to draw their favorite things on the paper first, so as to see their general level and preferences.

After walking around, some children saw that it was the first time they picked up a paintbrush. The lines were immature, and some people poked the refill too hard.And some children have a good foundation. Although their ideas are wild and unconstrained, they know the importance of writing, and they seem to have learned a little bit.

You Zhao secretly had a bottom line.

I gave these little brats three or ten minutes, and now it’s only halfway through. He was bored and looked at a few magnolias outside the window. It’s white and tender, and the stamens are pale yellow. It’s hard to see clearly. .

You Zhao still thought about planting such a tree in the Tang family, but there are too many plants in the garden, and there are enough trees that can lie on a rocking chair to enjoy the cool.

There are still flowers here, but there is a problem with the little kid.The two children moved their hands to each other, the voices became louder and louder, and the drawing board was knocked to the ground.You Zhao hurried down, and the two of them would really fight, "What's going on?"

Mo Enhe next door also ran over when he heard the sound: "What's wrong?"

You Zhao waved his hand and asked him to go back: "It's okay, I can handle it."

Then he stared at the two quarreling seriously: "Why are you arguing?"

The chubby child complained angrily: "Teacher! He stole my pencil sharpener!"

You Zhao shifted his gaze to another child, that child was limp, with red eyes, his mouth moved but did not dare to make a sound.

"Is that so?" You Zhao had a stern face, but his eyes were very gentle, "Everyone shares the penknife, so why don't you just wait for a while?"

The soft-tempered child still didn't speak, he lowered his head and sniffed his nose.

Mo Enhe didn't go back. He knelt down and comforted the fat boy in a good voice. He didn't have much affection for the crying child, and his tone was a bit heavy: "That's right, be patient and polite is a good boy."

You Zhao frowned subconsciously and said nothing.

"Teacher!" A few children next to him came in, aggrieved: "Obviously it was Dai Jianchen who snatched it first! I saw it!"

Another witness also stood up: "I saw it too, Tong Zhong got it first!"

The fat boy blushed, and refused to admit it: "I did it first! He is so ugly in the drawing, a fucking ugly rabbit, so ugly!"

You Zhaoxin said, "Whether the painting is ugly or not has something to do with you grabbing things?"The logic of a child is really... cute and hateful.

When I think about myself back then, I was a good and polite boy who kept talking about Kong Rong giving pears every day.

You Zhao touched Tong Zhong's head, then turned to the fat boy and said, "No matter whose fault it is, it's wrong to grab things, and it's also wrong to quarrel and fight. You can't do this again. Besides, the little rabbit is very cute. ah!"

He glanced at the prototype of the rabbit drawn by Tong Zhong. He said it was a prototype, but it was just a childish stick figure. It had a body with four legs, two eyes and a mouth, plus a pair of long rabbit ears. At least the shape was drawn.

Tong Zhong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't care less about the unwiped tears, so he had to introduce to You Zhao: "This is our family's Dabai, who gave birth to a litter of little rabbits before! Teacher, you like rabbits, I will give you two. Only!"

The child's emotions come and go quickly, and You Zhao is also happy to listen to him talk. How can such a cute child be so painful, and he also likes little rabbits.

You Zhao took advantage of the opportunity to draw a lifelike white rabbit next to his painting, "Do you feel that you missed a little tail?"

"Oh!" Tong Zhong stared at the rabbit with wide eyes, motionless, "Teacher, you are amazing!"

"That's right!" You Zhao said proudly, "After you paint seriously for a few years, you can barely catch up with me, Teacher."

"I don't believe it!" Dai Jianchen made a face at Tong Zhong, and moved over, and put his painting in front of You Zhao: "Teacher, look at my painting! It's better than Tong Zhong, right?"

Dai Jianchen drew a high-rise building. The cuboid was shaded in different shades, and several small squares were used as windows. It seems that this child has indeed learned something.

"Yes, that's right. Your windows can be drawn thinner." You Zhao asked the two children to tidy up the easels, stood up and said to everyone, "You all draw well, and I probably know what you like to draw, and what do you have? You can mention your special interests and hobbies, and I will teach you according to what you like in the future, and I will introduce you from the most basic painting knowledge later."

"You are in a sketching class, and all I teach are sketches, but you have to understand that whether it is simplified painting, sketching, or the oil powder painting and ink painting that you usually think are very powerful, there is actually no distinction between you. Remember, every painting method has its unique charm, don’t laugh at others casually. If you are serious and work hard, you deserve everyone’s applause!”