After the students in the arts and crafts class uniformly shouted "Hello, Teacher Yu", their faces could no longer hold their nerves, and they laughed one after another. Their laughter was mixed with the laughter of students from other majors.
Together, it resounded throughout the playground.
Maybe they also think the behavior of people like themselves is quite interesting.
Qu Aiguo laughed the most. He pretended to give a funny military salute to Yu Dong and said, "Welcome, Teacher Yu, to inspect our unit."
Yu Dong glanced at him angrily and waved his hand, "Stop your grimace. How are you preparing for the sports meet?"
Qu Aiguo laughed and said, "We are arranging a square formation, but our class is small and we can't make a strong move. I want to do something special."
"What's special?" Yu Dong asked, raising his eyebrows.
"That's it." Qu Aiguo simply gestured with his hands. He first put his hands together, then slowly opened his back palms, leaving only his thumbs pressed together, and finally formed a heart shape: "We lined up like a heart.
, and then everyone held a red flag, which looked like a red heart on the podium. This red heart is like the passionate heart of our arts and crafts students."
"This is a good idea, but there is a problem. This formation is very irregular. Can you keep it?" Yu Dong glanced at the students in the class. They had not even completed the ordinary square formation.
He had to wonder whether they could pull off such a special formation.
Qu Aiguo scratched his eyebrows and said, "Yes, I am also struggling with this issue. If this formation is not maintained well and there is something wrong, it will become -"
"What became?" Yu Dong asked.
"It turned into a butt!" A student in the square said with a smile, causing others to laugh.
Yu Dong took a look and saw that the person speaking was Wang Kuo, the number two living treasure in the class.
Qu Aiguo glared at Wang Kuo and said: "What a butt? It's so vulgar, it's called - butt."
Yu Dong put his hand on his forehead to hide the uncontrollable smile on his face. He wondered whether Qu Aiguo had studied at Deyun Society before. That was wrong, there was no Deyun Society yet.
"Okay, you should worry more about the sports meeting. If you don't understand anything or you are missing something, you can always come to me. In addition, the opening ceremony is important, but the track and field competition itself should also be paid more attention to."
"Okay, it's on me. I will definitely tap into the sports potential of our classmates." Qu Aiguo said with assurance.
Yu Dong nodded: "You can continue, don't worry about me."
"As ordered." Qu Aiguo waved his hand and shouted, "Students, start practicing."
Yu Dong watched from the side for about ten minutes. He was very happy when he saw that the Gongmei students were very passionate. In the past, he didn't care much about things like sports meets. He felt that students should focus on their homework and do sports meets.
Just looks good.
Now he has a very different idea. If students immerse themselves in schoolwork every day, they may become fools before they become talents. Especially sports meets, which can unite classmates, should pay more attention to them.
Open your personality and strengthen your body.
After leaving the southeast corner, Yu Dong did not leave the playground immediately. Instead, he went to other classes to spy on the military situation.
Like art and crafts, other majors are also working hard, and there are too many tricks for the opening ceremony. This playground, which is not very large, is full of joy and passion, as if the sports meeting has begun at this moment.
On the track next to the playground, many athletes are preparing for competition. Everyone is doing what they should do, and no one is left behind.
"Teacher Yu."
When Yu Dong was about to walk out of the playground, a shout came from behind.
He turned around and saw two familiar faces. They were Fu Qinghuan and He Yuanxiao whom he met on the day he first came to Jinyi. They made a mistake that day and mistook Yu Dong for a new student who had come to register.
The two people's outfits are still very fashionable. Although the weather is getting colder, they are still wearing beautiful skirts, but this time He Yuanxiao has an extra hairband on his head. It seems to be from a recent movie, and the heroine in it loves it.
Such a headband.
"It's you, do you have anything to do with me?" Yu Dong asked.
Fu Qinghuan did not answer Yu Dong's question immediately, but smiled and said to He Yuanxiao: "Smile, I just said that Teacher Yu remembers us."
Then he looked at Yu Dong again and said, "Teacher Yu, you have a really good memory."
Yu Dong looked at Fu Qinghuan's eccentric appearance and always felt that this girl was a little silly.
"What are you looking for for me?" Yu Dong asked again.
"Oh, yes, I have something to do." Fu Qinghuan patted his head, as if he just remembered that he came here to have something to do, "It's like this, Teacher Yu, Xiaoxiao and I are looking for a model. We feel that your facial lines are particularly good.
, is very suitable to be a model, so I came here boldly. Teacher Yu, do you have time to be a model for us?"
Yu Dong didn't expect that they came here for this matter.
He glanced at the two girls and asked strangely: "Aren't you junior students in the Department of Arts and Crafts? Are you painting portraits every day?"
The reason why Yu Dong feels strange is that arts and crafts are very different from other art majors. The training direction is also production. The design aspect is a bit like the engineering major in art, which is more commercial.
If you still have a basic training in portrait painting at the beginning, then it is basically impossible to continue painting portraits in your junior year.
He has been an art instructor for so many years, so he naturally knows exactly what they want to learn.
After hearing Yu Dong's words, the two people's faces suddenly turned red. Fu Qinghuan hesitated and said: "Isn't it because we have poor foundation? Moreover, Xiaoxiao and I plan to be jewelry designers and fashion designers in the future, so we need to
Lay a solid foundation for portraiture.”
He knew it was an excuse, and Yu Dong could probably guess what the two little girls were thinking. They probably wanted to have more contact with him through painting, but it wasn't necessarily that they liked him. They were probably just girls.
I think it’s interesting to be curious about the young male teacher.
He did not expose them, but declined politely: "I have been very busy recently, I'm afraid I don't have time to help you. If there is really a shortage of models, there are many good students in our class, and I can help introduce them to you."
"No, I'm sorry to disturb you." He Yuanxiao, who had not spoken a word, said with a blush on his face, and then hurriedly pulled Fu Qinghuan, who was still saying something, and left.
Fu Qinghuan was dragged by He Yuanxiao, and seemed unwilling to give in. He shouted: "Teacher Yu, when you have time someday, Xiaoxiao and I will come find you again."
Chapter completed!