The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Not to mention anything else, at least charcoal drawing can make them hold their heads high in front of other state students who also have such skills. It can also widen their circle of friends and let them go one more way.

After listening to Cen Lan's words, the people present remained silent for a while.

But Shao Qingyuan still disagreed. These are all matters of the county school. If you want someone to teach charcoal painting, you will find the right person. This is their responsibility, not Gu Yundong's.

However, Gu Yundong nodded, "Yes."

Shao Qingyuan suddenly looked at her and frowned, "Yun Dong..."

"It's only three hours a month. I'm fine. And I'll be a little busy during this time. When everything is on the right track, I'll have free time."

She leaned into Shao Qingyuan's ear and whispered, "Actually, to be honest, I myself have encountered a bottleneck in this area and want to communicate with people more. These students are young and energetic, and they are new to this kind of painting. There must be a lot of ideas, and maybe it will help me, right?"

Gu Yundong likes to draw, but in his last life he could only take classes because he had no money. I have money in my life, but I don't have a teacher anymore.

But even so, she still maintained this hobby for so many years.

That is, after giving birth, her painting speed slowed down, but she never stopped.

Now being able to communicate and discuss with people, for her, it is not a pressure, but a kind of motivation and a kind of enjoyment.

Shao Qingyuan understood, his eyes softened, and he said helplessly, "Since you want to do it, then do it. If you are tired, put down what you are doing and concentrate on painting."

"Um."

Gu Yundong smiled and agreed.

Jiao Yu and Master Cao looked at each other, no, they haven't expressed their opinion yet.

However, although this person is indecisive, he is a person who can listen to his opinions. Otherwise, he would not have been allowed to make a fortune in the county school because of the reasonable persuasion of Liu Xun's introduction every time. .

Now Cen Lan's words are also very reasonable, and he is completely convinced, so he also feels that Cen Lan's method is feasible.

Mrs. Shao's paintings... are indeed very aura and very eye-catching.

The matter was settled like this, and when the teacher saw that everyone no longer objected, he said, "Then there is Mrs. Lao Shao. After we discuss the process, will you tell the lady?"

"sure."

Gu Yundong nodded, seeing that his son was a little drowsy, he planned to leave.

Unexpectedly, when she just stretched out her hand and planned to put away the portrait on the table, she realized that the painting was gone.

She was stunned, and looked down on the ground, but there was still nothing.

"What about painting?"

Both Jiaoyu and Master Cao were at a loss, only Cen Lan coughed lightly, and his eyes drifted a little.

Like this, he instantly drew everyone's attention.

No way, Cen Lan can only say, "Madam, I like this painting very much, can I ask you to buy this painting, I hope I can get some inspiration from it."

Cen Lan knew that Gu Yundong was not short of money, but it was easy for people to criticize the gift of this painting, so it was more appropriate to buy it.

No one thought that Cen Lan would have such thoughts. The next moment, Master Cao's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Madam, I want to buy it too. This painting is the painting you pointed me to today, and I am more suitable to buy it than Mr. Cen. "