Although everyone in Guanyin Village is sure that Wan Changsheng can definitely do this art training class well.

But this is still a new thing for Guanyin Village, and everyone comes to watch the training class for Changsheng.

Fortunately, Wan Changsheng is also used to being watched.

After making various preparations at the paint shop overnight, Huanhuan took more than a dozen children from her family to help him, and opened the door to receive the students early the next morning.

It is much larger than expected, and there are fifty or sixty children in the surrounding villages being sent by their parents.

The reputation of the Guanyin Temple is indeed well-known around it. Even if you have never seen anyone, you must have heard of it. Many families are seeking a living around the Guanyin Temple. Even if the stall business around the temple is definitely monopolized by the Jia and Sun families. Various supporting ways of making incense and cutting yellow paper have also brought a lot of income to the surrounding villages.

So I heard that the eldest son of the Wan family opened an art training class to teach crafts for free, and the enthusiasm was extraordinary. Moreover, this was the first day, and new children were stuffed over every day.

Early in the morning, there were endless vehicles for every village and family to deliver children to each child in front of the Wanjia Painting House!

Wan Changsheng stood at the door and nodded to the parents who sent their children to the training class and said thanks and support.

Parents are even more polite, as enthusiastic as the villagers see the Red Army: "Changsheng teaches children, that is a great blessing. If you don't obey, you will fight hard!"

"Yes, after the winter vacation, these little brats are just messing around in the village. No matter what you teach, you really thank you!"

"Come on! Kowtow to Brother Changsheng!"

The children who were sent by their parents for no reason to be beaten were silent. They were even more afraid of the legendary elder brother of the Wan family. They were better older, but they were a little unruly and impatient.

Wan Changsheng saw it and whispered to Huanhuan: "This is the result of discipline. People are like crops. If they are not taken care of, they will grow wildly and have to be taught from a young age."

Huanhuan nodded heavily: "Okay!"

As a result, there were more children who got together than expected. Wan Changsheng had to arrange to find some stools, but the class had no effect.

The windowsills of the paint shop and the doors were crowded with villagers watching the fun. What they hated the most was that some parents would always shout at the window to not move around, and they would just smash the soles of their shoes with their bad tempers.

When Wan Changsheng walked up to the podium ahead, he felt like a bully oppressing apprentices, and parents forced their children to applaud and welcome them.

He really wanted to drive away these villagers. As the Spring Festival approaches, Guanyin Temple is also full of incense. Why are they all here for?

But he should do his best. He is already very skilled. When he walked to the front, he would draw a little boy in the front row on the pre-hanged four-open white paper. It would be better to sit quietly and not move randomly.

Drawing a sketch-like avatar halfway through the side is now very familiar to Wan Changsheng.

The collar is just a few random outlines, with the focus on the face, which is a bit similar to the sketch drawings of Dürer. The lines are very bright and simple, but the shape is very accurate.

The amazement suddenly arose.

I have long known that the paintings in Guanyin Temple were all painted by Wan Changsheng around the Sancun and Wuxiang, but it was the first time I saw him painting.

A few days before Wan Changsheng, when he was drawing avatars for his grandfather and mother, he observed that he had never seen such Western sketching and vivid and vivid painting. It is the essence of this painting. He also said while painting: "Have you seen foreign artists who paint in tourist attractions? It costs ten yuan to draw such a picture, and I learned this craft. In the future, on the street outside Guanyin Temple, I will open a shop that specializes in drawing avatars for tourists, and you will be able to make money."

The children's eyes were instantly attracted.

The younger ones think that the painting is beautiful, while the older ones have begun to know the benefits of money.

It turns out that if you learn to draw this, you can make money!

With such a simple starting point, the villagers standing outside were amazed: "Changsheng is indeed the Wenqu Star descending to earth, look at how similar this painting is!"

"The boy from the Zhou family at the entrance of the village is obvious!"

"But it seems different from the ones drawn in the temple?"

"What do you know? This is Western painting..."

Wan Changsheng was happy, and from the bottom of his heart. Looking at these children aged seven or eight to fifteen or sixteen, looking up at themselves with a longing look, he was in a good mood and wished he could give them all: "In the future, people in the temple would also come to draw paintings on the walls with me. If you really paint well, you can follow me to go to college... That's it!"

The baby with big eyes on the snow-white painting paper is vivid and different from the techniques of traditional Chinese painting. Ordinary people can tell at a glance whether it looks like it or not, okay?

Wan Changsheng's relaxed and simple appearance obviously also gave everyone a psychological hint, and this matter is very simple.

I couldn't help but follow him.

Be the first to attract attention and feel the benefits of learning. It is natural to put on the still life fruits and start teaching sketching.

This is really a little bit taught from how to hold the pen.

Jia Huanhuan took the bamboo strips and supported her waist behind her. Seeing who was naughty, she would suck her over!

Really beat!

He still regretted that he was unable to make a strong man: "Brother Changsheng finally convinced his family to do good deeds. Do you dare to abandon it?! Chen's waiter, touch Ji Duoduo's clothes again, I will smash your hand!"

That really can't tolerate Brother Changsheng's efforts being wasted. If you dare not listen to the class, you will be fined if you don't want to toast!

Four kids cried on the first day!

But even though they went back to cry, they were still sent here with gratitude the next day!

Compared to Lao Cao who is in the city, he is so careful that he dare not offend anything. This is all for Master Wan to beat him casually!

But thinking about it, during the winter vacation, these kids were just making a fuss at home, whistling all kinds of skins up and down the sea. Now they can be sent to Wanjia, which is famous for its knowledge and craftsmanship. Even if they can't learn anything, it will be worry-free to take care of their homes.

Full support!

Moreover, there were more children coming the next day, and even a few children who went to the city to celebrate the Spring Festival were called back.

In three or five days, more than 120 children sat inside and outside the paint shop. It is said that all children of the age of four or five villages around were stuffed!

These elders, including the Wan Family and the Jia Family, underestimated the influence of Guanyin Temple around them, and underestimated the ideas that farmers want their children to learn well now.

Grandpa and Uncle Jia both came to watch the grand occasion after hearing the news.

Compared with the Guanyin Temple where there are pilgrims before the Spring Festival, the paint shop is full of crowds, and the door is full of scenes of watching the lively villagers at any time. Anyone praises Wan Changsheng.

Everyone can see that Wan Changsheng is really spending his efforts to teach his children seriously.

He was kind and gentle. In just a few days of teaching, he quickly divided the 20 or 30 children who obviously like to draw, and the progress of drawing was obvious, so he made a group of them alone.

Another group of honest children who are serious but progressing slowly.

It doesn’t disturb the order, but I just can’t help but take a little bit of it to play with it. Let’s draw together and play with it.

There were only seven or eight naughty guys, Wan Changsheng cursed first. If he scolded him, he would not listen to Jia Huanhuan's beating on bamboo strips and even dared to be careless, so he would just get out of the door.

Even if a few of them came over with their children who were beaten to the point of being beaten to the point of bruised face the next day, Wan Changsheng refused to accept it: "If you can't even read, then go to work early. I will only teach children who can teach."

No one dared to scold Wan Changsheng, so he could only turn around and beat his children up again. Moreover, these guys who were driven away were found in the surrounding villages, Guanyin Village, or even among the four great masters.

Wan Changsheng always has this attitude, and Buddha only saves people with destiny. Those who cannot pull and cannot pull away will not be struggling. Save some effort to give to those who are eager to cherish, which is the most effective.

This attitude of doing things fairly makes the neighbors in the surrounding areas have nothing to say, and even many adults appear. They are shy and listen outside the window every day when they are in their thirties and forties, and then bring paper and pen to draw.

Wan Changsheng let them in and form a circle next to him.

Grandpa was very surprised. After the sixth aunt came along, she paid for the money without saying a word and asked her to arrange lunch here for class, which was considered as Brother Changsheng's all included.

Including Uncle Jia and others nodded thoughtfully.
Chapter completed!