Chapter 15 Learning from a master

The next day, Feng Yiping remembered that today was Mid-Autumn Festival and he went to find someone to give additional classes. It seemed that it was not a good time to send it to him without a hand. But he flipped through the desk several times, and there was really nothing to bring. He had to find a way, and he could bring some gadget to their little daughter.

So he pulled Xiao Zhijie, and this kid had a few pocket money, so he ran to the convenience store run by the physical education teacher's house outside the school, asking him to pay and work hard to discuss what to buy.

The convenience store is a bungalow with asbestos tiles, backed by the school's courtyard wall. For Feng Yiping, the current place is equivalent to the Louis Vuitton and Armani store later. At this stage, the things you have to buy with money are all luxury goods for him. It's okay, he won't go in once a year.

There is a glass cabinet in the middle, and a row of wooden shelves against the wall behind. In addition to stationery, there are daily necessities such as tobacco and alcohol, some snacks, and some small toys. In fact, there are not many types of products, not to mention the others, but the snacks are packed biscuits, and the others are mostly melon seeds, twisted flowers, strange-flavored beans, etc. in plastic bags.

However, Feng Yiping would still remember the smell in the store after many years. The first thing he smelled was the smell of tobacco, of course not a good cigarette. The old smoker would feel irritating and choking, but this was the smell that he was used to in the village’s fathers, and he felt very friendly. Then, it was the smell of wine, sugar, milk aroma of biscuits, spicy taste of strange beans, etc. It was a mixture of wine, sugar, spicy taste of biscuits, and spicy taste of strange beans. In short, it was very lifelike and very attractive, so it made him miss it very much.

Feng Yiping couldn't help but squint his eyes and took a few deep breaths. Fortunately, the boss behind the counter was lowering his head to keep the books. Xiao Zhijie came in and went straight to the snacks, not paying attention to him.

Xiao Zhijie took a pack of broad beans worth a dollar. The stuff that was made of money was a choice for students like Xiao Zhijie who had pocket money to come to the convenience store. As for other things that cost a few dollars, they had to weigh them for a long time before they could buy them. He tore them apart from Feng Yiping's hands on the spot. The spicy and sweet broad beans were the first snack Feng Yiping had eaten except for food since he was reborn, and it felt particularly different.

When choosing things, Xiao Zhijie fell in love with the water gun hanging on the wall at first sight, but Feng Yiping was not satisfied. Yes, children like water guns, but parents absolutely hate this thing, which made the child full of water and sprayed the house everywhere. They accidentally sprayed water on others outside and had to apologize. Especially later, they went to the supermarket to buy milk that children drank, which was accompanied by water guns. When it was too often, seven or eight big and small at home, which made him and Zhang Yan very troubled. Of course, Xiao Zhijie, who is still a child, could not understand these.

After arguing, Feng Yiping made the decision, Xiao Zhijie made two yuan and five yuan and bought a box of color pens. Of course, parents also hate it. After buying color pens for their son for the first time, he painted them colorfully on the walls, chairs, tables, sofas, books, clothes.... He painted them colorfully everywhere. Not to mention how much effort it took to clean those things, he could just buy dozens of boxes of color pens.

However, there is no other choice in the store. Color pens can at least allow children to move and draw patterns according to the picture album, which is better than a water gun.

Xiao Zhijie was a little crazy about the official, and said on the way back to the classroom, "To have a good relationship with Teacher Zhu means to have a good relationship with Teacher Wang. Then, do you also change the class monitor next semester?"

Feng Yiping laughed a little. This is the result of our thousands of years of traditional culture. Of course, it would be good if we could have a single official position after work! But at present, what are the benefits of being a junior high school class leader? If you spend extra time, you won’t get extra points in the exam. Sometimes you become a teacher’s minion and offend your classmates.

However, this can also explain why Xiao Zhijie was appointed as the class monitor in the first grade of technical secondary school and joined the school student union. It seems that he must have asked his parents to find a class teacher to have a good public relations.

The two stayed in the playground, finished eating the bag of broad beans before returning to the classroom. At this time, Xiao Zhijie's deskmate and vice principal's daughter Zhang Qiuling also came back after dinner, and Xiao Zhibujie returned to his seat with a mercy.

Feng Yiping looked at Huang Jingping in the aisle and wanted to laugh again. He turned out that he had always liked Huang Jingping, but now he looked very different to Zhang Qiuling. This is the love of a boy!

Feng Yiping thought for the last time and took the bottle of unmoved pickles and put them in his schoolbag.

The head teacher and his wife were dual employees, so they were divided into two adjacent rooms, and a door was taken out of the middle wall. The living room and dining room were filled with a dining table, a TV cabinet, a small bamboo bookshelves. On a desk, there was a recorder with two speakers, textbooks, notebooks, and several test papers.

Of course there is nothing about decoration, but there is white paper on the wall of the living room, and a poem is written on it. Feng Yiping looked at it. It was Su Shi's "Red Cliff Fu". In the rest, a few bamboos were painted. Whether it was calligraphy or bamboo, it should be the work of Teacher Zhu. To be honest, Feng Yiping couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, at least he couldn't tell what the good is. He could only say that it was OK. The words were not ugly, and the paintings were not ugly. Of course, these decorations should be somewhat incompatible with this room, but they could be regarded as their attitude towards life and taste.

By the time Feng Yiping arrived, they had finished their meal. The head teacher, Teacher Wang, was combed pigtails of his three-year-old daughter, Yan Zi, at the dining table. Teacher Zhu sat next to him and watched. Feng Yiping greeted him, Wang Yumin responded lightly and continued to fight with his daughter.

Teacher Zhu looked at the colored pen he took out and joked, "Oh, you're so sensible, you're still bringing gifts?"

Feng Yiping smiled and said, "The first time I came here, it was Mid-Autumn Festival again, a gift for swallows. There is also this can of pickles, you can season them. My mother has a good skill in pickling pickles."

Wang Yumin put down the comb and stuffed these two things into Feng Yiping's schoolbag while saying to her husband, "What did you say to Feng Yiping?"

Of course, Feng Yiping refused to let him go. Wang Yumin said, "I don't know why you have to learn painting and music. Logically, you can't even be busy with your regular classes, so how can you have time to learn these? Even if you have good grades and good foundation, you will be under pressure next time. But since you want to learn, I won't stop you. You must have a clear idea and ensure that you have to learn six regular classes well and arrange your time. It's fine if you have the money to buy color pens, and you will take them back soon!"

Teacher Zhu first cried beside him, "What's wrong with the secondary class? It's not worth learning? We have been taught since we were young to have comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor, right?"

What can Feng Yiping say? He can only say "Ah!"

Seeing that Wang Yumin asked Feng Yiping to return the colored pen, he hugged Yanzi and said, "Forget it, don't you know Lao Wang's wife's temperament. Can she return the things that have paid for you?"

Wang Yumin thought about it, the physical education teacher’s wife is famous for being in and out, so she asked Feng Yiping to retreat, which would make it difficult for him.

Teacher Zhu continued, "Since you have brought it, I will accept it. In fact, I am still very pleased to do this. This shows that your tutoring is good and you are very sensible. Be a person in advance. No matter how good your grades are, you will be a master or a doctorate in the future, or study abroad, you must remember this principle. As a person, your academic performance is only part of it. Is it right, Wang Yumin?"

Wang Yumin said, "Yes, you are growing up now and you have to learn how to be a human being. However, don't pay attention to these things when you come to the teacher's house. Remember? If you get into a good university in the future and find a good job, then you will come to the teacher with a gift and the teacher is very welcome!"

I can only say that Teacher Zhu lives very well. Wang Yumin is worthy of being the head teacher. Feng Yiping lowered his head and said yes. Then he took the opportunity to hand the colored pen to Yanzi, "Yanzi, this is the colored pen given to you by uncle. Can we draw together?"

Hearing him say this, Teacher Zhu laughed, and Wang Yumin called out, "Feng Yiping! What uncle?"

Well, it seems that I can't be the master anymore. Feng Yiping changed his words to Yanzi and said, "This is what my brother brought for you. Can we draw it?"

However, after such a fuss, the serious atmosphere just now became lively again.

Yanzi held his fingers in his mouth and looked at Wang Yumin - OK, this confirms who is in charge of this family. Wang Yumin nodded, and then she reached out to take it, without saying thank you, and ran to the desk to look for paper. She also knew that drawing on the paper was good!

Wang Yumin educated her daughter there, "What did you forget to say to your brother?"

Yan Zi turned her head and said in a slight voice, "Thank you brother!"

Sitting at the dining table, Teacher Zhu asked Feng Yiping, "Why do you want to learn painting and music?"

Feng Yiping thought for a while and said, "I thought the paintings I drew when I went to my grandmother's house during the summer vacation. The paintings I drew in the third grade of elementary school were very naive, but what I drew was almost the same as his. I felt ashamed and embarrassed at that time."

Teacher Zhu and Teacher Wang both laughed, and Teacher Zhu said, "Wang Yumin, don't laugh, what you painted is actually similar to what Yan Zi painted."

When Wang Yumin thought, it was true.

"That's the reason?" he continued.

"Also, I personally think that drawing can cultivate our observation ability and pay attention to those beautiful and detailed places. For example, now, when I write essays and scenery, I feel that the scenery is beautiful and really beautiful, but I ask me to write, but I don't know where to start. The writing always feels very stiff. After learning to draw, it will at least be helpful in this regard."

Well, Wang Yumin likes to hear these words.

Teacher Zhu couldn't help but look at Feng Yiping again. His hair was yellow and thin, with a dish-colored face. He was also talking about the past. His blue trousers and a pair of cloth shoes seemed to have no money to buy sandals. A typical rural child, at this age, had some style of dealing with people and talking, which was really good.

“What about the music?”

Feng Yiping thought for a while and said, "I at least understand the textbooks I sent to me, but I can't even understand the music textbooks and stalks. I am a very strong-willed person, so I also want to learn it."

This reason is of course a bit far-fetched, but their students do not admit defeat in their studies, and this attitude is still worthy of praise, so they did not study it in depth.

"Then what level do you want to learn?"

Feng Yiping had already thought about it, "Where is music, I want to be able to understand the staples. If there is a staples, I can sing it myself, and then I can hear a new song and write its score roughly."

Teacher Zhu rolled up his trouser legs again and patted his hands on his knees. "It's not difficult to recognize the score, but it's not easy to write the song again after hearing it. Also, what about you, if you want to draw, then you have a higher requirement?"

Feng Yiping said, "No, just like what you did in class, you can quickly draw a person's outline and vividly draw his clothes. In addition, if I draw a Santana, others will not see it as a sign."

"Puchi", the two parents-in-law smiled unkindly, and Feng Yiping also accompanied the silly smile.

Teacher Zhu said, "It's fast and vivid. Well, your requirements cannot be said to be low."

Wang Yumin said, "The logo, Santana, I didn't see it, you even understand the car."

Feng Yiping hurriedly said, "No, it was my uncle who came back from the provincial capital and told me that I only knew the names of these two cars."

"I know your request," said Teacher Zhu. "If you have time, I will call you here. I think it will take more than a year to meet your requirements." He glanced at Wang Yumin, "If you can't learn well in more than a year, there is nothing you can do. By the third grade, your teacher Wang will not let you spend time learning these things anyway."

Teacher Wang didn't say anything, and seemed to have not heard it, but they all understood that this was the default meaning.

Feng Yiping hurriedly said, "Then I will work hard next time Teacher Zhu!"

"Not hard! Remember not to get things next time, but the teacher will still collect some dried sweet potatoes, persimmons and chestnuts at home!"

Wang Yumin quickly added, "Feng Yiping, you are joking with Teacher Zhu, don't take it seriously. As long as you guarantee the grades of the regular class, the teacher welcomes you and Teacher Zhu to learn these things, and you don't have to bring anything. Teacher Zhu wishes someone could really learn these from him, remember."

In the end, Feng Yiping thought he would teach him to draw still life first. Teacher Zhu said to him bluntly, "You look down on yourself too much and haven't learned to leave. I'm saying I want to run away? Draw the lines first!"

Okay, drawing lines first, this seems easy but harder to do. More than half an hour passed, and Feng Yiping had not touched the door yet. Wang Yumin walked into the bedroom and took out two mooncakes wrapped in oil paper, "Okay, I'm going to study for myself. Let's talk about these two mooncakes tomorrow, and you can bring these two mooncakes with you." As he said that, he stuffed them into his schoolbag.

Feng Yiping did not refuse, stood up and said thank you to the teacher, and then greeted Yanzi, "Yanzi, brother is going to class!"

This time, Yan Zi said without asking for help, "Goodbye brother!"

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