Little did he know that Wan Changsheng rushed to the underground garage before he could catch up with Zhao Leilei who was humming a small song.

Zhao Leilei, who was standing in front of his little red MINI car, also smiled: "What, do you have anything else to ask? I'll leave you a phone number."

Wan Changsheng shook his head: "It is fate to meet each other. If you don't dislike me, I will give you a valuable gadget."

As he said that, he took out the cheap seal stone for practice from his pocket. He was in front of Zhao Leilei. He engraved a seal so quickly. It turned out to be the flower name Zhao Leilei signed on his teenage work more than ten years ago.

Just after such a shocking glance, Wan Changsheng actually remembered the signature of someone else's signature carved out!

Zhao Leilei was relieved: "I said, your blank paper seems to have a draft on it, it turns out that it is a skill that can be mastered by carving seals. It is rare! It's really rare!"

Because the seal must be in a small space, and it must be in the opposite direction when it is chiseled and it must be in reverse.

After practicing this reverse mirror pattern for a long time, I will naturally get used to having pictures in my mind.

Of course, this is Zhao Leilei's idea. He also knows that this kind of blind painting that does not require writing manuscripts is not only related to persistent training, but also has something to do with talent.

The Academy of Fine Arts can be said to be a place where all kinds of talented monsters are located, so it is not rare to see more talent.

He took the seal with a smile, and got into the car without any delay and waved.

Wan Changsheng was the respectful disciple's gift, standing by the parking space, holding his hands and watching the lights turn and disappear.

I felt a little regretful: "The stone is too bad, I can't carve a croaker to give it to you."

When he returned to the classroom, Wan Changsheng naturally became the center of the cram school, and came in a rush of words: "How did you know Master Zhao?"

"What did you say to him just now?"

"Have he accepted you as his apprentice?"

"Damn it! Brother, you are so awesome. We have never heard of anyone who came to prescribe a small meal for!"

"This must have nothing to do with the tuition fee. Who can spend money to ask a master like Zhao Leilei to guide the basic courses of the Academy of Fine Arts? He has a studio in the Department of Oil Painting to teach college students!"

"I just want to take the oil painting department. Can you introduce me to Zhao Leilei for a meal? Let's add WeChat?"

If this girl knew that Wan Changsheng had rejected Zhao Leilei's phone number, she would probably cry. Why are life different between people?!

Wan Changsheng only smiled at Huang Min and bowed: "Thank you for helping me just now."

Huang Min pursed her lips and dialed her hair on her forehead: "Or... you draw another picture and you should strike the iron while the thing you just learned is hot."

Wan Changsheng originally wanted to say no, but he wanted to go to the next door to see what the color and paint course was like. He had three test questions, sketching, and sketching, and it was just the last one.

But Huang Min's eyes were very hot: "Really, geometric cubes are the simplest of all sketching foundations. The next step is to shape fruit clay pots, then the plaster figure avatar, and then the real avatars are also possible. At most, you have skipped the foundation of the first year of ordinary students. They are still far from the examination standards, and there are still several steps that cannot be relaxed."

Wan Changsheng looked up, and sure enough, the other students in the classroom were either plaster portraits or drawing photos with real people. This really requires trying to verify whether the false and real ones I just learned make sense.

Nodded, he was about to re-place the fruits that Lu Tao left next to the gypsum still life. Lao Cao, who had never appeared today, walked in.

He was tall and burly, with a figure of at least 185 or above, so he could see it with his eyes, even though his eyes were a little small, he still noticed Wan Changsheng's side.

Lu Tao was about to come over to talk to Wan Changsheng, but when he saw a figure coming out from behind Lao Cao, he couldn't help but hiss a little.

Unexpectedly, this subconscious breathing would be connected in pieces.

Because all the students in the room were breathing in this subconsciously when they turned around and looked at the door.

A very beautiful girl is also a bun-headed and ponytail that Zhao Leilei tied her long hair to the back. Zhao Leilei relied on her reputation, and she could cause such a reaction just by relying on her appearance.

Someone was still whispering: "It's a bit like... like that Dilraba?"

I immediately agreed with me!

A brown lamb collar leather jacket with thin legs and jeans underneath, and her tall and beautiful look could not suppress the agility on her face. Her high nose bridge and melon-shaped face were all standard examples of beauty no matter how you look at it. But with the big eyes that look at it, it can be said to be a gloomy and quiet, and a bit novel looking around.

Overall, it shows a beautiful woman who looks very young and lively, but her eyes will be stuck and not very harmonious.

Anyway, it's not ordinary!

Wan Changsheng may be one of the few who didn't breathe. He took a look and was about to squat down and put on a still life style for himself.

Lao Cao called him: "Oh, over there, Wan... Changsheng, right, the freshman who came yesterday also had no foundation, this Du..."

A middle-aged man next to him hurriedly: "Du Wen, Xiao Wen, just play and experience it casually."

The girl with melon-faced face turned around and smiled without laughing: "Thank you Director Xiao..."

Then he followed the direction pointed by Lao Cao and walked slowly to Wan Changsheng.

A girl like her, who is as beautiful as a vixen, has very thin bones, a melon-shaped face with a pointed chin, a big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a sharp facial features. She also has a natural aura of long sword eyebrows. Huang Min was standing next to Wan Changsheng, but she couldn't help but take two steps back.

Girls feel stressed.

Wan Changsheng still smiled and nodded, and then bowed to Lao Cao over there to thank him. Zhao Leilei's sudden appearance was only his reason.

Didn’t Teacher Cao say yesterday that he would find someone else to strengthen tutoring? This is something other than tuition.

Thank you.

Du Wen didn't know how to understand it, so she bowed her hand and looked at it.

Lao Cao narrowed his eyes into slits and waved his hand to signal, then turned around and went out. Director Xiao hesitated and moved a step towards this side, but followed Lao Cao to the office.

When the door was closed, no one else heard him say to Lao Cao: "No matter what, our film and television will definitely want her to go there. God knows why she suddenly had an idea of ​​studying art and taking the art academy. Just think she is a fun ticket. Please help me take care of it. Don't show any bloody dramas like talented men and beautiful women. If you can't get into the art academy, our film and television guarantee is necessary. You must go to the undergraduate program, either the art academy or the film and television academy here!"

Lao Cao casually touched Baoyan and threw it on the table, leaning back on the chair: "Okay, then let's talk about money. Whoever gives the tuition fee can be calculated by day..."

He looked cold-blooded as a capitalist.

There was a little frying in the classroom again!

It is hard to see such a student who has no foundation transfer. Yesterday, Wan Changsheng was already very bizarre, and today he came with such a beautiful girl with such an aura.

Anyway, there are hundreds of students in these classes in Damei Training School, and she is definitely a school beauty.

The school beauty must have been used to the gaze of her eyes and voices wherever she went. She seemed to be used to Wan Changsheng's unexciting reaction, mainly focusing on his clothes: "You... a person who studies art is indeed dressed in a trendy manner."

The male and female students next to them who were forced to stay and didn't disperse all looked like they were ghosts?

Wan Changsheng, this rustic black jacket with jeans and lazy leather shoes, looks like a country bumpkin.

Can this also be called new trend?
Chapter completed!