The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Everyone was puzzled by Gu Yundong's actions. The next moment, they heard a 'tear' sound, and the painting was torn in half by her.

Rong Mingxue's eyes widened, "You, what are you doing?"

Gu Yundong smiled and tore it up again, "Sorry, although you painted this painting, the person in the painting is me. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I will not keep this painting. Hey, who made you choose to paint me at that time? Woolen cloth?"

The corners of Rong Mingxue's mouth twitched, and now he suddenly felt that his previous malicious intentions were hitting him in the face.

When the other students saw this, they also had no opinion.

Although there are scholars with good painting skills who like to draw pictures of beautiful women, when outsiders see it, there will always be some self-confessed romantic people who like to promote it as a kind of peach talk. It's nothing to the scholar himself, and he may be said to be an elegant person, but for the beauty in the painting, it's not necessarily a good thing.

Gu Yundong is not afraid of others talking, but he is not willing to be the talk of others, especially the talk of this kind of peach news.

What's more, this painting... For Rong Mingxue, isn't it an embarrassing experience?

Rong Mingxue was inexplicably relieved even after seeing that the painting was torn, but he still muttered, "Even if you want to tear it up, you have to ask me first, right?"

Gu Yundong ignored him and asked him? Asked if he would simply agree? It's not bad to have to face the crime without dying.

She turned and picked up another painting, a charcoal drawing of her own.

When everyone saw her posture, their expressions changed instantly, and they hurriedly reached out to stop them, "This painting cannot be torn."

"Yes, yes, this painting must not be torn."

"Master Gu, we should buy this painting and study it."

Gu Yundong didn't intend to tear it up at first. She used this painting for teaching, and she painted it as a master. When others saw it, most of them said that she was good at painting.

But these people actually want to buy it...

Gu Yundong touched his chin and was very moved.

But thinking of his current status, as a master, it doesn't seem appropriate to ask students to accept such money.

She sighed, and reluctantly put down the painting, "You don't have to buy it. This painting will be temporarily placed in the lecture hall for you to observe and study."

Everyone couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Thank you Master Gu."

Gu Yundong nodded with a serious expression, "Today's class will stop here first. Next time this master comes again, I hope you can make some progress."

After finishing speaking, Gu Yundong packed up the easel and drawing board, and went out directly with one hand.

Returning to Zhizhai, Liu Ye immediately brought a cup of tea over. Gu Yundong just took a sip when Master Cao rushed over, extremely nervous, "Mrs. Shao, how could you just..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Gu Yundong interrupted him, "By the way, Master Cao, I want to find someone to customize a batch of easel drawing boards."

"Easel and drawing board?" Master Cao was taken aback, but she successfully changed the subject.

Gu Yundong nodded and pointed to the thing that he had carried on his back earlier, "Yes, it's me, it's used to regulate the posture of drawing. Also, I want a separate studio, I just looked at it, it's the one next door. The room is good, clean it up, go back to the easel, and put it in that room."

The area of ​​the county school is quite large, and there are naturally several classrooms.

Gu Yundong felt that the light next door was good, so it was suitable for use as a studio.

"My easel and drawing board will be left here, and Master Cao can let him do it according to this."