The fake young master does not mix with the plot [Rebirth]

#凯大学校运会开始有人playing with a dog stick#

#Yan University High Jump Breaks National Record#

#500 yuan subsidy invites students to eat#

#Yan University Cat#

#Professor said in class that you don’t have to come#

#What does a good university look like#

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Monday morning at nine o'clock.

A report on Yanda's major online public opinion for a week quietly appeared at the principal's desk.

The principal walked into the office with the assistant, sat down by himself, and the assistant went to make him a cup of wolfberry tea.

"Yan University is quite popular recently." The principal took a sip from the thermos, flipped through the report and said, "The best response is this subsidy. I have received several calls from schools such as Yanhang University and Earth University Said to cooperate with our big data center."

"Xiao Zhou, I want to see the list of this meal allowance, please help me find it." He said to the secretary again.

The omnipotent Xiao Zhou handed another document under his arm to the principal.

"They're all good kids. We can't let them afford to eat." The headmaster jokingly rubbed the list, and suddenly found a familiar name, "Huh?"

"Qi Yi from the Academy of Fine Arts? Isn't this Lao Qi's son? Xiao Zhou, please remember for me. I will call Qi Yonghe at noon."

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Qi Yi took three large paintings for a half-day class, ready to hand in the manuscript before the sketch class—the Star Cup has set up a submission point in each jointly organized school for students to participate in the competition.

After all, the three largest paintings were half the height of a person. When he was in other classes, especially when he walked into the classroom, he could not help but attract everyone's attention.

In the evening when class was over, the students all came to watch with "wow".

"Ah, this is a doomsday theme!"

"It feels so real..."

"Qi Yi, you have made great progress!"

Painting skills are something that cannot be pretended. Usually in the class, whoever draws well and who draws poorly, everyone has a steelyard in their hearts.

There are three basic courses: sketch, color, and shape.Qi Yi’s color is only average, but the level of sketching and modeling is at the forefront, especially sketching, which can be ranked among the top three in the class.

But sketching is too basic. Everyone came in from the art and college entrance examinations. The level difference between the No.1 and the last in the class is not too big.

But Qi Yi said that these three works are different, which is a blow to dimensionality reduction!

The black, white and gray pictures are in line with the artistic conception of the end of the world, even more eye-catching than the colorful ones. The dilapidated ruins and decaying cities give people endless room for imagination.

The terrified woman fell to the ground, not only the musculoskeletal lines were accurately portrayed, but her pained and somewhat numb expression was even more lifelike.

There is also a fortress!Although the brushstrokes can be seen, the exterior surface of the building that is shining with cold fronts does not seem to be represented by sketches at all!

Qi Yi has secured the first prize for this submission, maybe he will get the special prize.

"Hey, my classmates, are you still not coming back to class?" The tutor who taught sketching waited for a long time in the studio but didn't see anyone coming. When he looked in the corridor, he found a vast area.

He simply came over to join in the fun, and was a little surprised when he saw Qi Yi's drawing: "It's not bad, it's much better than yours last month."

"Okay, time is running out, let's draw a new plaster statue today." He greeted.

During class, Liu Xiewen walked up to Qi Yi from time to time to observe his progress much more frequently than usual.

The screen of Qiyi's mobile phone kept flickering and vibrating.

Qi Yi stared at the drawing board, drawing mechanically with his hands. Hearing that there seemed to be no movement around him for a long time, he secretly judged that Liu Xiewen had gone far.

Just as he lowered his head to touch his phone, he caught a glimpse of a face out of the corner of his eye and said awkwardly, "Mr. Liu, you're still there."

"..." Liu Xiewen looked at him for a moment, straightened his half-bent waist, withdrew his interested eyes, and walked away unsteadily.

Qi Yi hurriedly looked down to see who sent him so many messages.

It's [Children of Beggar Gang] This group has been flashing, and there are people who keep @ him.

Last week, there were a lot of programs at the opening of the school sports meeting. The school’s official account opened a personal popularity poll. As expected, "Dog Beating Stick Method" won the first place, and everyone was dizzy.

Now the student union is giving out prizes, the prizes are not bad, an ignite ink screen reader and [-] yuan in cash.

Everyone felt that most of the credit for this award went to Qi Yi, and they wanted to give him the ignite, and at the same time discussed taking the prize money to have a big meal around the school.

Vice President: Little cutie, where are you now?I'll send it over? @20-Qiyi

20-Ma Feiyan: hahaha cute

19-Ying Donglai: I think the Qianzhou sour soup hot pot in Dongmen is good

……

Qi Yi secretly typed.

He was very reluctant, it was simply evidence of his public execution, and looking at this prize was a reminder that he was "notorious".

20- Qiyi: Don't

21-Qi Yi: [Cat Probe]

Seeing Qi Yi appearing suddenly, the group was even more lively, petting the cat's head, scratching the cat's belly, secretly flicking the cat's tail...

Luo Yue refused to give up the idea of ​​giving ignite, and Qi Yi buried his head in the bitter chat, but he only had that emoticon pack, so he was really struggling.

What happened was that a big boss from the computer academy checked the schedule of the Academy of Fine Arts and concluded that Qi Yi was taking a sketch class upstairs at the moment.

Qi Yi was shocked.

Mr. Vice President: Concentrate on class~ my sister will send you the electronic paper book [email protected] Qi Yi

Qi Yi was apprehensive after putting down his phone, but under Liu Xiewen's close stare, he was forced to focus on the drawing board.

Before I knew it, a class had passed.

"Is Qiyi there?" A melodious and deep female voice sounded at the door.

Liu Xiewen, who was walking towards Qiyi, stopped regretfully and sat back in his exclusive seat silently.

Luo Yue arrived earlier, but in order not to disturb Qi Yi, he insisted on waiting outside the classroom until get out of class was over.

Qi Yi walked slowly to the door, a little awkward: "Didn't you say no."

"I'll give you off if I send you off," Luo Yue couldn't help but stuff the box into his arms, "Whenever you're free, let's go have dinner together..."

The students in the classroom only saw a silhouette of Luo Yue—tall, with an explosive figure, and his ears were quietly pointed.

But the two seemed to be deliberately avoiding the distance, and no one heard the subsequent conversation clearly.

When Qi Yi came back, he was holding a gift in his arms, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and his eyes were more hydrated than before.

It turns out that Qi Yi likes that girl!At this time, many people in the studio heard the heartbreaking voices of themselves or their girlfriends.This kind of cutie is said to have been abducted early.

In fact, Qi Yi was sleepy from exhaustion, returned to his seat, and yawned again, a little mist came out of the corners of his eyes.

Wei Shukang moved closer to him, sneaking: "Is that your girlfriend?"

"What?" Qi Yi said in amazement: "No, no, that's our vice president! Give me the prize for winning the school sports meeting..."

Not good!At this time, many people heard the sound of heartbeat again.

"Oh, that festival—"

"Don't say it!" Qi Yi became furious and shook Wei Shukang's pen.

The pencil made a sound of breaking through the air, and was thrown by Qi Yi like a hidden weapon, but it didn't weigh much, so Wei Shukang easily caught it.

"Chi——" But Wei Shukang had the association of using the stick method in unison again, and couldn't help laughing.

Qi Yi stretched out his two fingers like lightning, and snatched back the precious pencil from Wei Shukuang's hand.

Wei Shukang didn't see how he moved at all, and looked back and forth at his and Qi Yi's hands in surprise.

Qi Yi hummed twice.This is the basic operation of the last days~

……

After the second half of class, Liu Xiewen waved to Qi Yi: "Qi Yi, are you interested in the end of the world?"

Qi Yi froze: "Ah, not at all." Could it be that he was exposed?

"I think you draw well, and you have a great imagination for this subject."

Qi Yi breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that he was just talking about painting.For the end of the world, he only intends to prepare silently by himself, or find an opportunity to "get in touch" with content related to survival in the end of the world, and then slowly show his "hobby" to others.

He didn't want to be thought crazy.

"Submissions for the Star Cup are not limited to subject matter, I just read this doomsday novel..."

Qi Yi suddenly stopped speaking in the middle of his speech. He realized that something was wrong. If someone close to him was already wondering why he suddenly read doomsday novels, he usually had no access to such things. One lie would cost a hundred lies. round.

Fortunately, Liu Xiewen was just going through the usual polite process, and didn't care how Qi Yi became interested, so he nodded casually and said, "Are you interested in taking a job?"

He played well in college, and one of his classmates worked as a planner in a game company. Recently, he was making a doomsday game, and he had been inciting him to find some coolies for them.

Liu Xiewen had already scouted out several senior students, and saw that Qi Yi's painting had such a taste, so he made it up on the spur of the moment.

Anyway, the coolies have already been found, so this right is an addition, so that my students can learn more.Moreover, it is said that Qi Yi's family is relatively difficult, so Liu Xiewen wanted to help.

"What are you doing?"

"There is a project - Celent is making a doomsday game..."

Qi Yi didn't wait for him to finish, and his eyes lit up when he heard the word "doomsday": "I'll go! When and how to participate, teacher?" Isn't this the opportunity?

Liu Xiewen got stuck, remembering that Qi Yi is a freshman, unlike seniors who have no classes and can participate in internships, he hesitated for a moment and said: "You should go there for an internship on the weekend first, and then participate in another month during the winter vacation."

The "Last Survivor" project has just been established, and the development time of a game is very long.

This time it's Qi Yi's turn to hesitate. I just ran into a tutor on the weekend, but maybe I can change the time during the week...

"Their subsidy standard for interns is 200 a day, and there is also a meal allowance that will be transferred to the card." Liu Xiewen added.

"Okay, teacher, can I start going again this Sunday?" Qi Yi planned to finish tutoring for Qin Fanghao first, and then discuss about changing the time.

Liu Xiewen spread his hands: "You can add them to WeChat and communicate with them directly."

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Foreign art history class.

Qi Yi had listened to the lecture for a full 5 minutes, and spread out the still brand new but much thinner notebook, and his subordinates began to draw circles unconsciously.

When others take notes, he doodles, trying to pass the test with cuteness.

This knowledge does not enter the brain!

However, whether Professor Yuan intentionally or not, his eyes always pass by him.

The phone flashed silently—Qi Yi felt that the vibration was still too loud, and the new message prompt was changed to only display the breathing light.

Qi Yi's eyes also flickered.

Two villains appeared in his mind.

The one at the top corner of the head said: "Touch the fish and have a look~"

The one with wings echoed: "Okay, okay~"