Chapter 148 Three Hundred Yuan
Time flies and another semester has passed.
Wang Shan did well in the final exam and maintained her first place. In the upcoming summer vacation, Wang Shan requested to sign up for three art classes. She took the initiative to apply to the teacher and came back to tell her family after the application was completed.
Ten-year-old Wang Shan is now very opinionated!
Since she wanted to go up, Lin Qiu and Wang Xiuren would not stop her.
The next day I went to the Youth Activity Center to pay the fee. Although the activity center is a non-profit organization, the teachers who taught the classes were all graduates of art academies, so many people rushed to sign up for the art classes.
After registering, Lin Qiu continued to take care of his own things. The old couple Lin Ting and Zhou Qing took their granddaughter, carrying an easel and a stool, and went to Honghu Park.
Honghu Park is not far from my home, and it only takes an hour to get there by bus.
Wang Shan arrived at the lake, set up the easel, sat on a small stool, looked carefully at the surrounding environment, and began to paint.
Once she started writing, she would devote her whole heart into it, which made the old couple feel a little uneasy. They were afraid that someone with bad intentions would abduct her, so they hung around nearby.
The lotus leaves reaching the sky are endless and green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are particularly red.
At this time, hundreds of acres of lotus flowers in Honghu Park are in full bloom. It is the best time to enjoy the lotus flowers. The summer cicadas are chirping in the park, and the lotus flowers in the pond are in full bloom.
Lin Ting saw someone selling lotus pods, picked up a few, and sat on a bench in the park with Zhou Qing to peel and eat them.
But his eyes were always on his granddaughter.
Wang Shan was still immersed in her own creation, and would ignore the occasional people passing by and stopping to watch.
Some people also talked to her and asked questions, and she would still answer politely when she heard them.
This situation is not uncommon. After all, she is the only one painting under the scorching sun. People passing by will come forward to take a look and ask questions when they see her.
And once she has chosen a good location and angle, she will not move easily, unless she can't hold it anymore and has to go to the toilet or it rains.
Otherwise, no matter who says it, it will be useless.
Lin Ting used to think that Lin Qiu was stubborn, but now he realizes that his daughter is actually very adaptable and has a very active mind, especially in the past two years.
My granddaughter, on the other hand, looks obedient and gentle, but in fact, when she gets stubborn, even ten cows can’t pull her back. She won’t turn back even if she hits her head against the wall.
I had always been thinking about correcting this temper, fearing that I would suffer when I entered society in the future.
But till now, not only has his stubborn temper not changed at all, it has become even worse.
After all, she was spoiled by her family and I couldn't bear to force her to change.
"Zhou Mei called me yesterday." Zhou Qing mentioned the call he received yesterday.
The call had only one meaning, which was that Lin Huan was going to junior high school this year, and she had a long vacation and no homework, so he wanted to send her to Pengcheng to play for a while.
Lin Ting is strict with his two sons, but very loving to his grandchildren.
"It's good for Huanhuan to come here and play. You're already in your teens, it's time to broaden your horizons!"
"Then do you want to bring Minmin over?"
Zhou Qing was worried that if he only let Huanhuan come, his youngest son and daughter-in-law would find out and gossip about him.
Lin Ting thought about it, but still didn't agree, "Let's wait until Minmin enters junior high school!"
As the old couple was talking, they suddenly saw a middle-aged man standing behind their granddaughter with his hand nodding. They quickly stood up and walked over.
When I got closer, I saw that the middle-aged man was wearing a stand-up collar and pinstriped short-sleeved shirt. His slightly long hair was combed to both sides, revealing his full forehead. His eyes were bright and he had a friendly smile on his face.
His whole dress and style show that he is an intellectual.
The middle-aged man gave a few pointers.
But Wang Shan has her own ideas about painting. She may not even accept the suggestions made by the teachers at the activity center, let alone a stranger?
She politely rejected the man's suggestion and still stubbornly insisted on her own idea.
If it were an ordinary person, he would probably walk away after being rejected, but he happened to meet Guo Dongyuan.
Guo Dongyuan felt that the child had great talent and could not bear to see his talent go unnoticed. Seeing the child's grandparents coming over, he advised earnestly, "Your child is a good talent, but if he continues to paint like this, such a great talent will be wasted!"
To be honest, ever since Wang Shan started learning to paint, no art teacher has said anything bad about her. They all praised him for his intelligence and ability to sit still.
This was the first time someone said no, and it was a complete stranger.
Zhou Qing was fine, but when Lin Ting heard people saying bad things about his granddaughter, he immediately became unhappy and glared at the middle-aged man.
Guo Dongyuan has reached the age of knowing the destiny, and he has seen all kinds of people in society. He was not angry when Lin Ting glared at him.
He looked at Lin Ting with a smile, "I forgot to mention that I teach fine arts at Pengcheng University. If you don't believe me, you can go to Pengcheng University and ask for "Guo Dongyuan"!"
Wow, what a coincidence!
Did you meet an art teacher?
Lin Ting looked at the man again and didn't think he was lying, so he bowed politely.
Guo Dongyuan is eager to learn talents and doesn't care about these empty words. "I'm really not talking nonsense. Your child can't keep drawing like this. You can correct it now while he's still young. Otherwise, there will be no way to make up for it in the future!"
He was from Shandong Province, and had the loyalty and straightforwardness of the people of Shandong in his bones. He would rather offend people than see such a talented child go astray.
No one at home knew anything about painting, so I had to send me to art classes.
Lin Ting saw that the man looked distressed and anxious, and it didn't seem like he was faking it, so he spoke carefully:
"Teacher, do you think my Shanshan has drawn something wrong?"
While talking to Guo Dongyuan, he looked at his granddaughter's painting.
Isn’t this a very well drawn picture?
The pink lotus flowers, the green lotus leaves, and the veins of the petals and leaves are all depicted, just like the real ones!
Guo Dongyuan saw that the parents also took it very seriously, and explained in detail: "This is not how you learn to draw! You can't just look at whether the painting looks like the real thing. Your child has talent and uses colors well, but if he continues to learn according to the stereotyped teaching method of art classes, sooner or later his talent will be exhausted."
"What should we do now? Teacher, please tell us!"
When Lin Ting heard what Guo Dongyuan said, he was worried that his granddaughter would be delayed, and he eagerly asked for guidance.
Zhou Qing also stared at Guo Dongyuan with pleading eyes.
“Where is the child studying now?”
"It's the art class at the Bao'an District Youth Activity Center." Lin Ting answered without reservation, "I've been studying for almost two years!"
Guo Dongyuan also knew this kind of place.
There are twenty or thirty students sitting in a classroom, and what they can learn is very limited, but this is where most children study nowadays.
He looked at the two elderly men in front of him who were sweating anxiously. They were still accompanying him to sketch in such a hot day, which showed that they took it very seriously.
He thought for a moment and said, "Come to Pengcheng University to find me. Three hundred yuan per lesson!"
What?
Three hundred yuan a session?
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