The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

The backs of Zhao Jing and Fang Chongjun froze suddenly, and the two of them hurriedly carried the table out without turning their heads.

Gu Yundong did not waste any more time and directly asked the students present.

"Since I teach you the art of painting, I will naturally be serious and responsible. Now, can anyone tell me which of you has the best painting skills?"

No one responded, and there was silence below.

Gu Yundong glanced around, and then saw Cai Yue stand up and bow his hands very politely, "Master, among my classmates, Rong Mingxue has the most aura in painting and is the best among us."

"Oh? Who is Rong Mingxue? Stand up and let me see."

A student behind Fan Yilin stood up, but frowned tightly, looking at Cai Yue with dissatisfaction.

He felt that he had been betrayed, and Cai Yue actually answered the person who had just beaten them up so flatteringly.

Cai Yue pretended not to see it, and after he finished speaking, he sat down, looking straight ahead without squinting.

Gu Yundong looked at Rong Mingxue, nodded and said, "You are good at painting, so are you good at figure painting?"

"Of course." Rong Mingxue turned his head, quite confident.

Gu Yundong looked suspicious, "Why didn't I see it."

Rong Mingxue snorted coldly, "That's because your eyesight is bad."

"If you have good eyes and you can do it, then you can choose a person among all the people on the scene, and use it as your reference to draw a portrait of the person on the scene."

Rong Mingxue frowned, thinking to himself, why do you want me to be obedient? painting, right? You don't have the ability to distinguish if you draw a perfunctory picture casually.

But after that, Gu Yundong added another sentence, "Otherwise, it would be really hard for me to imagine how good your painting skills are. After all... from the surface, you really can't tell."

Rong Mingxue looked at her angrily, "Okay, I'll draw." He turned his eyes, and after a while he looked at Gu Yundong maliciously, "Then Master, I don't know if Master is willing."

Gu Yundong smiled, "Of course I'm fine."

While talking, Zhao Jing and Fang Chongjun also came back with a case.

It's just that the faces of the two of them are not very good-looking, Gu Yundong glanced at it and smiled, "Have you gone to find Master Cao?"

Zhao Jing's expressions changed, and they were a little disappointed. After putting down the case, they quickly returned to their positions.

Yes, they went looking for it, and found that Master Cao was standing not far away, watching Fan Yilin and the others being beaten, without even saying a word.

Obviously, even if they sued, it would not help.

Gu Yundong hooked the corners of his mouth and ignored them.

The damaged table was replaced, and it was much pleasing to the eye.

She saw that Rong Mingxue had already started, but the others seemed to be doing nothing.

After thinking about it, she simply said, "Other people, either take a piece of paper to draw, or take a book to read, or take a rest. As long as you don't leave your seat and don't make noise to disturb others, you can do whatever you want."

Fan Yilin was dissatisfied, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Gu Yundong put the ruler in his hand on the table with a 'pop'.

Feeling the pain coming from his body, Fan Yilin finally fell silent.

The other students looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, a few people started to draw with drawing paper, and a few people picked up books to read.

Fan Yilin and others were in great pain, and they didn't want to do anything, so they just sat there and rested.

Gu Yundong nodded with satisfaction, then opened his easel.