Sitting behind the desk opposite Lin Moyu was a person, Meng Shunai, the art teacher of the senior year.

Meng Shunai was the only art teacher in the entire senior year. As the workload was heavy, the school only arranged for each class to have one art class every two weeks. Yun Qing remembered that Meng Shunai had just been to Class 21 a few days ago.

Lin Moyu placed the painting in her hand on the table in front of Meng Shunai, and asked with some anticipation and some nervousness: "Teacher, what do you think of my painting?"

Meng Shunai stood up slightly, carefully moved the painting in front of him, leaned back, and looked at the painting carefully.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze swept across the painting inch by inch. The expression on his face became very serious. While he was looking at the painting, the whole office seemed to have become a lot quieter.

As Meng Shunai's expression became serious, nervousness and uneasiness surged into Lin Moyu's heart.

She couldn't help but hold her breath, waiting for Meng Shunai's evaluation of the painting.

Meng Shunai looked at it for a while before nodding his head in a serious tone. "Not bad, not bad. It's a very artistic painting of rocks growing together. The weeds in the painting are growing tenaciously in the cracks of the rocks and never give up. It's very suitable for today's young people who strive to move forward and are not afraid of difficulties and obstacles."

Hearing this, Lin Moyu suddenly loosened her tightly clenched hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Lin Moyu pointed to one side of the painting with some hesitation, "Teacher, is there too much white space in my painting? Will it affect the overall look?"

On the golden section line of the entire drawing paper, there is only a clump of weeds growing among the rocks, while on the other side of the drawing paper, there is a large blank space with nothing drawn on it.

Meng Shunai collected his thoughts, paused, and pondered for a moment before slowly speaking, "No, your layout is just right. It can show some of the style of Mr. Bai Shi's paintings."

Mr. Bai Shi's character, what a high evaluation! Lin Moyu's eyes immediately revealed an unexpected surprise. The blank space in this painting was also what she had been worried about.

After she felt that the theme of "Rocks and Grass" was a good one, she did think carefully about the layout of the painting, but apart from the weeds and rocks shown on the drawing paper, she has not figured out the rest yet.

But unexpectedly, the teacher was very satisfied with this painting.

Yun Qing was a little surprised when she heard this. How could a high school student be compared with Mr. Bai Shi? Her eyes immediately fell on the drawing paper that Meng Shunai had placed on the table, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Does it have some of the style of Mr. Bai Shi’s paintings?

How did the art teacher figure that out?

Ling Yanqing talked to Yun Qing for a long time, but not only did he not hear her respond to him, but he saw that Yun Qing's attention had been attracted by someone else. He immediately stood up and looked in the direction of Yun Qing's gaze.

Seeing Meng Shunai talking to a female classmate, Ling Yanqing understood, "Teacher Meng, this is the student you told us about before, the one who will represent the school to participate in the Youth Art Competition!"

Meng Shunai quickly stood up, took Lin Moyu's painting and walked to Ling Yanqing, and said with satisfaction: "Teacher Ling, take a look, isn't this painting excellent? I think this painting is the best work to win the award in this competition."

Ling Yanqing lowered his head to glance at the painting, frowned slightly, then rubbed his chin twice and nodded, "For them at their age, it's good enough to be able to draw a picture of this level."

Meng Shunai laughed and patted Ling Yanqing on the shoulder. "Teacher Ling, you have high standards. This is unacceptable! This painting will be a high-quality work no matter where it is sent to."

Ling Yanqing just smiled and responded casually, "If you say it's high, then it's high. You are an art teacher and I am not."

Meng Shunai placed the painting steadily on Ling Yanqing's desk and asked for advice. "Teacher Ling, take a look at this painting. Do you want to pair it with a poem? Think of a couple of lines and I'll ask Lin to write it."

Hearing this, Ling Yanqing didn't even look at the painting again. He sat down on the chair nonchalantly and said with a smile: "Teacher Meng, you are going to let your students participate in the competition with this painting. If I add a poem to this painting, wouldn't it be unfair to other contestants?"

Meng Shunai's face froze, but due to Ling Yanqing's back and identity, he couldn't say anything, so he just laughed it off, "It's not that serious, it's all for the reputation of the school."

Afterwards, Meng Shunai signaled with his eyes that Lin Moyu should take the painting away first.

Ling Yanqing, who originally had a smile on his face, turned around and glanced at Yun Qing, who was still standing there with no expression on her face. Suddenly, a look of worry appeared on his face. He waved his hand tiredly, "You can go too. Remember to think carefully about my proposal."

Yun Qing didn't stay for long, turned around and walked out of the office. When he walked out of the office, he saw Lin Moyu still standing not far from the office door.

Obviously waiting for her.

Lin Moyu saw Yun Qing coming out and smiled at her, "I noticed that you were quite interested in my paintings in the office. Would you like to take a look and give me some advice?"

Having said that, Lin Moyu was about to hand the painting to Yun Qing, but she never let go of the hand holding the painting.

Yun Qing shook her head and said indifferently, "No need to show it to me. The art teacher said that your painting is good, so it must be good."

Lin Moyu sighed and looked at her with concern. "I heard the Chinese teacher seemed to be talking about your grades. Don't hold a grudge against the teacher too much. The teacher is doing this for our own good."

Yun Qing raised his eyelids lightly and glanced in Lin Moyu's direction with a smile.

Hold a grudge?

Lin Moyu is quite good at putting pressure on her.

Lin Moyu didn't care whether Yun Qing paid attention to her or not, and continued: "I heard from the art teacher that my work will definitely win a prize. The winner of this youth art competition will be recommended to the art university. It's a pity that you don't understand art, otherwise if you win the prize, you don't have to worry about your test scores anymore."

Hearing this, Yun Qing raised her eyebrows, tilted her head and asked curiously, "Do you want me to participate in the Youth Art Competition and win a prize?"

Lin Moyu was stunned, not understanding why Yun Qing was suddenly interested in this topic. Perhaps it was because Yun Qing was moved by her words that if she was admitted to a school, she wouldn't have to worry about her test scores.

Then Lin Moyu nodded and said to Tong Yunqing with enthusiasm: "Of course, if you want to learn art, I can teach you."

Yun Qing didn't seem to notice what Lin Moyu said next, and asked quietly, "If I win the award, won't you be angry? After all, the art teacher said that this award could very well be yours."

Lin Moyu's expression was a little stiff. She was surprised that Yun Qing could say such words. Was she daydreaming?

Award-winning?

She doesn't understand art, how dare she even think about such a thing! Lin Moyu moved her lips awkwardly, "Of course not, we are best friends, I have something else to do, I'm leaving first!"

Lin Moyu was afraid of hearing any more weird words from Yun Qing, so she took a few quick steps and separated from Yun Qing.

Yun Qing slowly stopped walking and said in a cold voice, "If that's the case, I won't be polite."