Wan Changsheng launched another way of life for Xu Chaohui.

He continued to draw until six o'clock in the evening, and Xu Chaohui was preparing to go to the small cafeteria downstairs to eat something and continue to read the book.

Wan Changsheng pulled him to the bar in the warehouse area: "I haven't visited the new campus yet, I feel completely different."

The master and apprentice walked out slowly along the Cultural and Creative Park, and Wan Changsheng introduced the cliff there: "I originally considered installing an elevator. The money is very expensive, but if it can form an advertising effect like a scenic spot, the students responsible for the promotion think it is still worth it, but I considered the safety issue and canceled it..."

Xu Chaohui looked up and didn't have any special feelings. He always didn't care much about the feelings of the people around him. Even after experiencing such a situation, he just wanted to repay his classmates and teachers as much as possible and would not improve his personality traits.

Wan Changsheng didn't care and walked out to introduce the restaurant store that had been dismantled: "Because the shortage of dormitories, all our office areas have to be moved here. Students who are studying decoration and decoration basically have to do things here throughout the summer vacation."

Xu Chaohui took another look.

Wan Changsheng talked about how he accidentally discovered this warehouse area: "Do you remember the first sketching activity you went to the riverside during the National Day last year? I went down this road and didn't expect that there was such a large area below, but what I felt most was that the gap was only less than a hundred meters, which was two eras."

Xu Chaohui looked back and saw that he had a super data of more than 700 points in the college entrance examination. Even if he didn't get the admission bonus of Jingping University, he would still have a high score bonus.

So I was thinking about what this meant with the eyes of a top student.

Wan Changsheng explained himself: "If you stayed in the Cultural and Creative Park for more than half a year, it would be a bankrupt factory and then converted into what you are like now. It may be a way to revive the dead. I don't know the specifics, but the Cultural and Creative Park is full of vitality. Walk out from the restaurants on the street, the residential community opposite, and there are traffic on the roads. Although it is not as prosperous as the commercial area, it is at least in line with our era. Here, look..."

In fact, after walking down one or two hundred meters, you can see a lot of colored steel walls and colorful graffiti buildings that cannot be covered. However, along with Wan Changsheng's fingers, it increasingly highlights the depression and gloom of the railway freight yard below.

Originally, the railway line was easily dusty and dirty, but now the busy freight yard is gone. In the evening, there are not many light tubes. This is in the city of the municipality directly under the central government.

It's indeed out of touch with the entire era.

The academic master is indeed quick to react: "You are talking about people, too?"

Wan Changsheng nodded with satisfaction: "We often receive parents of students who have never been in contact with art exams. Many people are out of touch with society. Maybe when they were young, they were the backbone of factory units and were young and strong, but just like this railway freight yard, because the overall environment has changed, they are abandoned by society. In other words, they are also abandoned by themselves. No matter how good the qualifications and talents are, if they are autistic, they only see their own world, they will eventually become ignorant, such as me who have been preparing to stay in Guanyin Temple for the rest of my life."

Looking at the master who was not willing to betray himself, Xu Chaohui thought: "I know you are guiding me."

Maybe there are too many Zen dialogues in the temple, with mysterious things, Wan Changsheng has painted such scenes many times, pointing to the new campus: "Many people think that it is already like this, and it is difficult to change their lives, but look at this originally identical warehouse, which is completely rejuvenated with different vitality."

It is vital. The classroom area after six o'clock is just around the corner when art candidates flocked out to have dinner. There are people everywhere. Some students are playing and playing in the open parking lot like children who haven't grown up.

But more of it was in a hurry in the cafeteria, art supplies store, and then back to the classroom to continue.

In fact, all art training advertisements avoid this.

Being art students this year is probably an unforgettable year for these young children. Most of them live alone away from their parents for the first time since childhood.

I'm afraid that their laziness for more than ten years will be completely squeezed out this year!

There are urgings to count down every day, and there are pressures to make tuition at home at high prices, and more importantly, there is a strong atmosphere in the entire training school.

The basic one looks down on the rookie, the diligent one crushes the lazy one, and the talented one beats the idiots.

These will create huge pressure, which makes the art candidates breathless.

I can't help but follow this super compact rhythm.

Everyone thinks that art students are very relaxed and talented, and those with poor grades come back to learn something.

Little do you know that this is like a furnace, a steelmaking furnace for transforming children into adults in advance!

Basically, except for half an hour for breakfast, forty minutes for lunch, and forty minutes for dinner, there is no time to finish class. From 7 a.m. to 11 and 2 p.m. or even one or two in the middle of the night, there are people in the dormitory with charging lights on the charging lights!

This is just a normal situation. November is usually passed in the second half of the year, and it is close to the one or two months of the national joint examination and school examination. Many students spend the whole night painting!

Compared with the college entrance examination that many people cannot see hope, art candidates can often see their clear goals at this time, because most children who have been strengthened in this major can pass the national joint examination, which will get a pass to a good university with a score of 300 or 400 points.

How can you not fight to the death?

Now Wan Changsheng and the others are discussing to control this momentum. If someone dies suddenly, the whole school will be ruined!

So the entire teaching area looks like a machine running with enough horsepower.

When the two walked to the cafeteria for dinner, many students greeted Wan Changsheng, boldly shouted hello to the principal, honestly asked the teacher, naughtyly called the boss, and asked what Xu Chaohui did. Because it was already hot, Xu Chaohui was wearing a baseball cap.

Wan Changsheng said that he was the senior brother of the previous class, and he was a top student who scored more than 700 points in the college entrance examination this year, which attracted a lot of praise.

Xu Chaohui tried to learn from Wan Changsheng's calm smile, but he was actually a little reserved and shy, smiling at the surroundings without saying anything.

After the two of them sat down with their meals, Wan Changsheng gave his meal card to Xu Chaohui: "Buy whatever you want, buy it yourself. In the old society, this is what the master should do."

Xu Chaohui didn't say anything, nor did he discuss whether he had sold his house and received a bonus, or whether he had enough medical expenses, but suddenly said: "I... want to open a cultural cram school at school."

Wan Changsheng was surprised and immediately laughed: "How many courses do you teach alone?"

Xu Chaohui slowly said: "I'm still thinking, but I think this is what I can do for everyone at this stage. In fact, the college entrance examination is not that difficult..."

Wan Changsheng was haha: "Of course it's not that difficult for you."

Xu Chaohui didn't smile: "There are always tricks and rules, just like when you taught us sketching classes, I didn't charge you any money, so I will tell you some tips and rules for reviewing the college entrance examination. I know that many students come with college entrance examination textbook exercises. When you have time, you will look at the textbook exercises. This matter must be twice the result with half the effort."

Wan Changshengle: "Let's do this, give you a day to organize your time. Tonight we will give you a public college entrance examination class. We will give you the teaching fee. Lao Xu, we can indeed be considered a master and apprentice in the art of painting, but we are friends at other times. That's right. Everyone is for me and I am for everyone. It sounds like an empty sentence, but as long as you go on the road, you will know that your life is worth it, and it is more enjoyable than if you pass the exam alone."

After dinner, Xu Chaohui wanted to go back and sort out the lesson plan. It was probably because he wanted to say too much.

Wan Changsheng refused to let go: "Take it slow, I will start to walk onto the podium by telling you some of the most basic line drawings, and wait for me to slowly teach you the experience."

Xu Chaohui was dragged to the bar by him and pointed to his apprentice's empty stadium: "I'll talk here tomorrow, and I'll come here with a small stool."

Xu Chaohui might have imagined a small classroom scene, which is not like a square, and he suddenly had a little shortness of breath.

Tension and excitement, both.

It’s really like a bar that echoes melodious music. At first glance, most of the art candidates who are sketching are quiet and focused. In such an environment, what would it be like to talk about college entrance examination exercises?

Wan Changsheng hugged Xu Chaohui's shoulder and sat down in front of the long bar. He didn't mind that he would definitely become a model for the students. After asking for two drinks, Xu Chaohui drank pure water. He really began to teach the skills of class, how to observe students' reactions, how to proceed step by step, how to adjust the speed and tone...

Unexpectedly, there were many disturbances.

First, Jia Huanhuan called Wan Changsheng to ask if he had a meal. After the college entrance examination, he came to Jiangzhou to relax and play for almost two weeks. After getting the results, he went home with great power.

Now I am looking forward to Wan Changsheng’s summer vacation and going abroad to play together. What I hope is to decorate my small home during the summer vacation and become a young couple after school starts!

The exercise started now and the sound was sweet.

Wan Changsheng smiled and said that he and Xu Chaohui were having some drinks in the bar, and Huanhuan hung up the phone.

Then Lao Tong and the others called to ask where Wan Changsheng was.

When I heard that he was in the bar at the training school, two cars of people came over immediately.

When they arrive, it is almost time for many students from the art academy to come.

I couldn't believe it when I saw a group of professors and bosses in the Academy of Fine Arts walking up the second floor bar.

The sense of superiority that was originally possessed in front of art candidates disappeared without a trace.

Especially when Wan Changsheng stood up and greeted them one by one, he was even more shocked by the various situations of Wan Changsheng, and it turned out that he had such deep connections behind him.

The small bar used to be too closed inside.

Xu Chaohui wanted to leave again, and Wan Changsheng pulled him to sit beside him, and then went straight to the point of saying several shareholders: "In this wave in the second half of the year, it is estimated that the tuition fee will be received in August and September. Will each shareholder get some dividends and profits?"

Lao Tong held back his smile: "How much do you think is appropriate?"

Lao Cao and the others also got closer and were a little curious.

Wan Changsheng didn’t ask how much shares each person had: “Then is one million per person?”
Chapter completed!