Chapter 471 Desperate Student (9)
The news that Tang Yuan and Teacher Hua entered the school together spread quickly in the class, but Tang Yuan was not worried this time. The classmates did not like her. It had nothing to do with what she did or who she was too close to. It had to do with her being Tang Yuan. Since it was only about her, why should she care about other people's opinions?
"Study hard and remember to come to the studio to play with me when you have time."
Tang Yuan saw Teacher Hua waving to her brightly. Knowing that they were going to say goodbye again, she lowered her head reluctantly.
When would she be able to meet Teacher Hua at school again? Teacher Hua invited her to dinner today. How could she find a chance to invite her back? !
"Don't be discouraged."
She felt her sleeve being gently pulled. She suddenly looked up in surprise and saw Teacher Hua looking at her with a smile.
"Teacher, you haven't left yet?" She didn't know that the surprise in her eyes was about to overflow from her eyes.
"Do you like painting?" Shi Yi asked.
"I like it." Tangyuan nodded heavily, then lowered her head very embarrassedly and said softly, "But I don't know much about painting."
"Then come to my studio to play at noon." Shi Yi patted her shoulder and left without a cloud, leaving Tangyuan standing there thinking for a long time.
Suddenly, she laughed.
The painting teacher has given her such a chance. If she doesn't fight for it, she will really be too sorry for the painting teacher!
Tangyuan, who returned to the classroom, naturally accepted another wave of ridicule and ridicule from her classmates, but she didn't take it to heart this time. Even when Li Fen deliberately knocked her book away, she didn't feel sad. She has already received the love that others can't get, and it is normal to lose some things, such as the friendship of children of the same age.
Li Fen, on the other hand, sat alone on the desk and was angry for a long time. She didn't understand why Tangyuan, who had always been timid, cowardly and depressed, suddenly became sunny and relieved.
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Studio.
The warm sun shone in through the screen window, filling the whole space. A small room was filled with many paintings, which were colorful at first glance.
This was the scene Tangyuan saw when she came in, and she was a little surprised. She always felt surprised when she was close to the painting teacher, because the painting teacher always gave her a lot of differences.
"Have you learned painting before?"
A gentle female voice suddenly appeared in her ear, making her take a step back.
She turned her head and saw the painting teacher she had been thinking about. Light appeared in her eyes, but after hearing clearly what the painting teacher said, the light in her eyes disappeared. She whispered: "No."
"That's even better."
Tangyuan didn't expect the painting teacher to say that. The light in her eyes gradually grew and swayed. She said uncertainly: "The teacher didn't lie to me?"
"Why would I lie to you! White paper is easier to paint." Shi Yi took her hand and walked to the corner. That was the painting she had just finished. In fact, she didn't know when the cute Tangyuan came in, and she saw it the moment she put down her paintbrush.
Tang Yuan saw the bright spring in the painting. The blind girl closed her eyes and stopped in the flowers. A butterfly gently landed on her fingertips. She was moved.
The blind girl was able to live a positive and sunny life. Why should she give up her life?
The class teacher who was prejudiced against her, the classmates who mocked and bullied her in the class, the deskmate who targeted her, the seniors and teachers who looked at her differently after hearing rumors, and the parents who only cared about her grades but not her mood, how could they influence her mood? They were just passers-by in her life. The most important person to her was herself!
"Teacher, have you named this painting?" she asked.
"Do you have any good suggestions?" Shi Yi set up the drawing board for her, spread white paper, and handed her a paintbrush.
"Touching Spring." Tang Yuan looked at her painting teacher with joy in his eyes, "Why not name this painting "Touching Spring"?"
The blind girl touched the butterfly and felt the spring, and through this painting, she also felt the warmth of life.
"This is a great name." Shi Yi praised sincerely. I think she has already understood the deep meaning of this painting.
Tang Yuan understood the tacit understanding between her and the painting teacher when she looked at her.
"Thank you, teacher."
"Come on, pick up your brush and paint whatever you want. If you don't want to paint, you can sit in the class." Shi Yi pushed her to the drawing board. Tang Yuan did not refuse and took it very heavily.
At this moment, she felt that the passers-by in life should not include the painting teacher. If possible, she sincerely hoped that the painting teacher would be her teacher for life.
"Focus on painting. I'll call you when the class starts." Shi Yi patted her shoulder and walked out quickly.
The space returned to silence again. Tang Yuan looked out the window. The sun was shining outside. She looked at her watch again. There was still an hour and twenty minutes before the first class in the afternoon. Her time was neither long nor short.
Time is really a very good thing. She will say goodbye to some people soon and greet some new people. She dipped the paint and left the first mark on the white paper. Soon, she was immersed in the colorful world of the painting, forgetting everything around her, even the painting teacher outside the door.
This painting experience gave Tangyuan a particularly pleasant experience. Before leaving, she plucked up the courage to ask: "Painting teacher, can I come to you often in the future?"
"Of course. You are very welcome." Shi Yi touched her head. This is a good child.
"Thank you." Tangyuan looked up at her. What she may not know is that she has changed her previous habit of lowering her head when talking to people.
Later, Tangyuan really came to her painting teacher to paint frequently. Whether she was happy or unhappy, she used the brush to vent her emotions. The most important thing is that she and the painting teacher gradually formed a tacit understanding. They stayed quietly in a space, did not talk, each painted what they wanted to paint, and discussed it at the end.
What touched Tangyuan the most was that no matter what she painted, the painting teacher would carefully save it for her, sort it out and return it to her every week. Their tacit understanding lasted for a year, but then it ended because she had to go to another district to attend high school.
In the summer before they were about to part, she came to Teacher Hua to ask for the bowl of porridge she had given her. But there were some things that she knew she could never repay in her lifetime.
"Thank you, Teacher Hua." She couldn't imagine what she would be like now if no one had accompanied her and helped her when she was wrongly accused of being a thief.
"You must be more sunny and lively in the future. Remember, don't reject the sunshine of life." Shi Yi returned her last painting to her.
Their fate was only this short, but it was enough.
[Mission completed, harvest [sunshine of life]]
(End of this chapter)
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