"It's not urgent, but you'll be staying at home for about ten days anyway. You should take a good look around and make a decision. Or if you like someone else, we can take the initiative to propose. Some people might be reluctant to ask for marriage because of our family's financial situation."
"Okay, I think I understand. Thank you, grandma, thank you, mom, for doing so much for Xiaoxue."
"Why thank you or not? We're all family. Okay, go ahead. You've come such a long way, go back and rest."
"Mom, who are you targeting? You've investigated him so thoroughly."
"Let them go and see for themselves. We can help understand the matter, but they have to make the decision. Otherwise, if they have any conflicts in the future, they will blame us. Do you think being a matchmaker is that easy? Are you going to the town tomorrow?"
"Yes, I also need to prepare a set of tea sets for Shuwen, and I'll buy a set at the same time. There are some other things to buy as well."
"Go to the pharmacy and buy me some ginger. I'm used to cooking meat with ginger, and it always tastes bad without it. It's best to buy more so that I can use it in cooking later. Anyway, I can use it."
"Okay, then I'll buy you ten kilograms."
"How about I go with you, little sister? I also have some things to buy."
So the next day, Chunxiao went to the town with Tian.
At noon on the 5th, Chunxiao took the initiative to accept the task of going to the county town to pick up Yan Qi and Wu Zhong. Because she had promised to teach before, it would be bad to break her promise. When they arrived in the county town, the two of them still stayed at the Chemaxing, and ended up seeing Dongsheng at the Chemaxing.
"I said I hadn't seen you in the village recently. So you've returned to the county town. When did you leave?"
"I just went back to see my father and came back. You are here to pick up Yan Qi today, right? It's just right that I can go back with your carriage."
"I have to teach at the academy tomorrow morning and leave at noon. Can you wait?"
"Okay, then I'll follow you tomorrow." Dongsheng looked at Xiaohua.
Xiaohua understood what he meant immediately and smiled, "Then I'll trouble Brother Dongsheng to take Miss to the academy tomorrow. I'll just laze around here in the carriage shop."
This time, Zhuang Yan personally received her at the Congwen Pavilion. "Miss Yan, I drew a few pictures according to your instructions, but they seem a little strange. Please take a look at them for me later and give me some pointers."
"Director, I need to check the students' homework first today. If you listen in then, maybe it will help you solve your doubts."
"That's what the girl said, please."
This time, there were obviously more people in the studio than last time. There was no room for everyone to sit at the tables and chairs, and everyone was squeezed together. Yan Qi and Wu Zhong were very excited to see her, and both held up their paintings.
"Okay, today I will give you the second sketching class. Today's content is to comment on everyone's paintings. In the process, I will talk about the shortcomings of the paintings. These are also the knowledge points of painting. If you want to improve, you must listen carefully. You must know that every inch has its own strengths and weaknesses. Your shortcomings may have been mastered by others, and similarly, you may have already mastered the shortcomings of others. Therefore, everyone should learn with a humble attitude." She walked to the curator and extended her hand.
He handed his painting to her solemnly and generously.
She smiled and held up the painting. "The curator sets an example himself. Well, today I will use his painting as a starting point."
Some students below laughed secretly, while others whispered to each other and laughed at her audacity.
"I know the director is very knowledgeable, and I certainly can't compare to him. But as I said earlier, every inch has its own strengths and weaknesses. He's not as good as me in sketching, but the director is humble and didn't try to hide it. Instead, he generously asked for my advice. This is how academic research should be done. You are lucky to have such a director."
Zhuang Yan was very pleased with this invisible flattery, "You all should learn from Master Yan. She teaches you how to paint and also teaches you how to be a human being. All right, the living room should be quiet, and everyone should listen carefully to Master Yan's talk about painting." He himself couldn't wait to know what was wrong with the painting.
The people below immediately became quiet. Dongsheng clasped his hands and smiled, then looked at her seriously.
Now that she had been given the title of teacher, she naturally had to use all her skills. Although she cursed herself in her heart for being a useless person, her fabrications were all well-founded and plausible. Fortunately, they were not entirely fabricated, at least some of them were the original words of the teacher's comments on her paintings.
"The curator's orchid painting has its shape outlined and has been processed with light and shade, but the proportion of light and shadow is wrong. Look, from the picture, the right side of the leaf is left blank. Obviously, the light is coming in from the oblique left, and the shadow cannot be completely white." She gave a long review, and in the middle told everyone about the refraction of light and three-dimensional formation. Everyone was soon puzzled by this new knowledge that they had never encountered before.
After the director finished talking about paintings, everyone rushed to present their own paintings. As a result, after a whole morning, only about half of the paintings had been reviewed. "That's all for today's class. Although everyone's paintings are different, the problems are the same as those just mentioned. In fact, the solution is very simple. Just observe more. The more you see, the more you will understand how light is presented. Okay, class is over."
As a result, she was not able to leave the classroom smoothly. Instead, she was surrounded by students who asked all kinds of questions. She was somewhat moved by the students' thirst for knowledge, so she sat down and answered questions again. No one was willing to leave until the bell for dinner rang in the kitchen.
"Okay, hurry up and eat. Master Yan is hungry even if you are not."
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