"What are you laughing at?" Wang Peng glared at her and said, "I learned to draw from scratch, so it's understandable that I'm not good at it."
“Yes, yes, it’s understandable,” Li Mingzhu said softly. “My first attempt at doodling wasn’t even as good as yours. Keep it up.”
Wang Peng smiled and, adhering to the principle of not wasting his tuition fees, focused on practicing painting.
After drawing seven eggs in a row, they finally looked like eggs.
"Amazing!" Li Mingzhu quickly gave him a thumbs up.
Du Rui came over to watch.
There are eight eggs on the drawing board in total, and the progress is obvious.
"Xiaopeng, you really have a talent for painting." Du Rui exclaimed in amazement. "You're progressing so fast, you could totally pursue this path."
"Teacher, please listen to me, thank you." Wang Peng was amused by her, "but I really have no artistic talent."
“Artistic talent can be cultivated, but you learn things incredibly fast.” Du Rui shook her head. “I’m not kidding you.”
"Teacher Du, Peng is number one in his school, number one in the entire grade." Li Mingzhu said with a proud look.
Wang Peng quickly shook his head, "Teacher Du, thank you again for your praise, but I really don't have time to work on the art technology tree."
“I’m not asking you to be a professional painter,” Du Rui said with a smile. “I just had a moment of greed for money. You can treat painting as a hobby and cultivate your mind in your spare time.”
"Okay, thank you for your suggestion." Wang Peng shook the pen in his hand and continued drawing eggs.
As he painted, he became completely absorbed in it.
A blank sheet of paper was covered with drawings of eggs.
Li Mingzhu was stunned. The difference between the first egg and the last egg was like heaven and earth.
It's hard to imagine that these are the works of the same person.
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