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Received Chen Yan's full promise, Yang Le was very pleasantly surprised, his younger brother was reliable.

Wen Jingyi didn't expect Chen Yan to agree so readily.Looking at his brother's eating that day, with Chen Yan around, it's all right.

"What condition did your brother just mention? It won't be difficult, will it?"

"Just let us take a week off for him." Yang Le patted Wen Jingyu on the shoulder, "My younger brother is awesome, I will call my aunt. I just don't know if my aunt can agree, Yanyan's studies are not very good Sample."

"What's the matter?" Wen Jingyi thought of Chen Yan's terrifying learning ability. He probably had already figured out what a freshman year of high school was. This kid was probably pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.Wen Jingyi thought about it for a while and suggested, "If Auntie disagrees, just say that I will be responsible for making up lessons for him in the next two days."

Yang Le nodded, and immediately called Yang Hui, and told Wen Jingyi's promise to ensure that Chen Yan would not miss his studies, and Yang Hui agreed.

Poor Yang Hui just asked Chen Yan for two days off, and immediately added another three days. Even through the phone, Yang Hui felt the strong resentment from the head teacher.

With the guidance of an experienced master like Dean Sun, Chen Yan's experience in painting skills has risen rapidly. Even if his learning progress is relatively slow compared to the eight times of the previous day's comprehension, it still makes Dean Sun a Amazed.

Chen Yan's painting skills have soared to level three at this time, and will be promoted to level four soon.Most of the experience comes from the guidance of a master like Dean Sun, which is higher than Chen Yan's experience when he was studying and when Jiang Yazhe was tutoring him.

At the end of the day, Chen Yan's hand was about to cramp, but he couldn't stand it, because more than 40 hours had passed the time limited by the system, and he had to continue drawing drawings.

After eating, Chen Yan got into the house.

While watching TV, Yang Hui pestered Chen Dong, "Old Chen, do you think our son is not interested in painting?"

"I've never seen him interested in painting before. I can't see through it." Chen Dong shook his head.

"You don't really want to go this way, do you?" Yang Hui was worried.

Chen Yan didn't have time to think about why his parents didn't read it, and drew the blueprint mechanically in his hand.When he was drawing just now, he broke through level four, and the moment he broke through, he felt that the tip of the pen was much smoother, and the lines were drawn more smoothly.It seems that Level [-] and Level [-] is a watershed.

Because he didn't know how many levels of painting skills there were in total, and couldn't see how much experience was needed for level one, Chen Yan couldn't judge his current level at all.

Chen Yan really wanted to draw another prize, and it would be best if he could get a Concentration Pill.But although he got some delicious value from Dean Sun, it is a pity that the delicious value is still negative until now, waiting for him to complete the task to offset it.

In order not to fall into the trap of being hunted down by the system, Chen Yan could only continue painting with tears in his eyes, and only went to bed to rest in the early hours of the morning.

Early in the morning of the third day, before his parents woke up, Chen Yan left the house again, drank a can of black coffee after breakfast, cheered up and continued to learn painting with Dean Sun.

"Yanyan, you are really the most talented child I have ever seen." Dean Sun sighed.Although the next two days of Chen Yan were not as amazing as the first day, in general, Chen Yan had never seen a child who had learned painting for three days be able to paint like this.

As for the slower progress in the next two days, Dean Sun felt that it was about three days of intensive study, which put too much pressure on the children.Look at the dark circles under the child's eyes.

"Dean Sun, thank you." Chen Yan said sincerely.

"I can also see that you are really talented in painting. Originally, I thought that I would take you to the Fashion Institute no matter what, but now I have changed my mind."

"What?" Chen Yan was taken aback.

"You try to find your own direction, you can go further." Dean Sun said, "But if you want, my academy is always waiting for you."

"...Dean Sun..." Chen Yan felt ashamed.His motivation to learn painting from Dean Sun is not pure, but to complete the task as soon as possible.However, Dean Sun has treated him like a personal disciple for the past three days, and his long-cold heart has been slowly melted away by the dun Dun's teachings.

"Okay, let's go home. You're sleepy. You dozed off during lunch." Dean Sun patted Chen Yan on the shoulder and sent him home.

"Dean Sun, my mother said that she cooked a table of delicious dishes today." When he got downstairs, Chen Yan saw that Dean Sun had no intention of getting out of the car, so he opened his mouth quickly.

"No, there is something else to do. Come to me to learn painting when you are not busy on weekends." Dean Sun said to Chen Yan, "Okay, get out of the car."

"Thank you, Teacher Sun."

Dean Sun was taken aback. For so many days, Chen Yan had been calling him Dean Sun. This was the first time he called him Teacher Sun.After blinking twice, Dean Sun understood, and nodded with a smile, "You are my favorite student. Goodbye."

After bidding farewell to Dean Sun, Chen Yan returned home, and Yang Hui really cooked a table of meals waiting for them.

"Hey, where's Dean Sun?"

"Dean Sun has something to do, so he won't come." Chen Yan yawned slightly. "Mom, I'm hungry."

"Oh, sit down quickly. Old Chen, it's time to eat!" Yang Hui brought the rice, "Yanyan, are you going out with Lele and the others tomorrow?"

"Well, yes." Chen Yan buried his head in his meal, "Is there something wrong?"

"Your study problem, your brother Wen said to give you extra lessons, but I don't know if he has time." Although Yang Hui had already thought about Chen Yan's path, she still cared about his grades.

"Okay, don't worry."

"Okay, let Yan Yan eat well." Chen Dong stopped Yang Hui and said yes, "I found out that you may have reached menopause, and now you are getting more and more nagging. By the way, next weekend will be just in time for Friday. One, is it time for Chen Ge to come back?"

"Oh, I forgot." Yang Hui slapped her thigh and said in a panic, "You guys will have a midterm exam next week, Yanyan, don't forget to mark the key points with your classmates next week, or you won't do well in the exam, you Brother will definitely clean you up!"

"Don't scare Yanyan, or we can help you hide it." Chen Dong looked at Chen Yan, then at Yang Hui, "It is understandable that Yanyan is sick and her academic performance has declined."

"..." Chen Yan's head was full of black lines.In this family, the parents are responsible for the support, and the elder brother is responsible for the education?

After a hasty meal, Chen Yan hurried back to the bedroom to continue drawing drawings.

He is now halfway through the fourth level of painting, but there are a total of sixty drawings, and he has only drawn thirty or so now, the task is very difficult.

More than 70 hours have passed since [-] pm on Saturday, and there are still more than six hours before the task is completed, which happens to end at midnight today.

Chen Yan didn't dare to delay, spread out the drawing paper and continued to talk desperately.He has to work hard, he still has more than 30 pictures to draw, but the time is only more than six hours, and the average time for one picture is only 10 minutes.Even if his skill level has improved now, this non-stop drawing will still have to draw to the point of hand cramps.

Chen Yan was immersed in the painting, at first he could hear the sound of his parents walking outside the door, but gradually Chen Yan could not hear anything.The clothing design drawings in his hand were quickly drawn one by one, and Chen Yan only had time to move his fingers and neck a little before quickly starting to draw the next one.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and the painting in his hand was still two sheets short, so Chen Yan was sweating profusely and tried his best to speed up.

When the system reminded him that the task was completed, he let out a sigh of relief, and fell asleep directly in front of the desk as if his whole body was exhausted.

Yang Hui washed up after getting up early in the morning, and after breakfast was ready, she found that there was still no movement in Chen Yan's room, so she knocked on the door wonderingly, "Yanyan, are you awake?"

Chen Yan has been so busy these days that he didn't even have time to eat breakfast at home, but today he finally doesn't have to learn to paint. Yang Hui thought that his son could finally have a warm breakfast, but he didn't expect it to be 07:30, son Not up yet.

"Yan Yan hasn't gotten up yet?" Chen Dong pushed open the door of Chen Yan's room after washing, and was startled when he found Chen Yan sleeping soundly on the desk, "Yan Yan?"

"Huh?" Chen Yan opened his eyes blankly, "Dad, why are you in my room?"

"You child, why are you sleeping on the table? How long did you finish drawing yesterday!" Chen Dong felt distressed.

Yang Hui ran over when she heard her husband shout, "What's the matter?"

Listening to Chen Dongyi's words, Yang Hui's distressed eyes were red, "You child, if you really like painting, your parents will depend on you, so why don't we leave it alone?"