Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 106 Wife's Attributes

The next morning, Yu Xian had two professional classes, and the teacher was also the class teacher, so no one dared to be late.

After quickly eating some breakfast, I went to the classroom and soon my homeroom teacher Xiao Yongzhi came over.

Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts and Sun Yat-sen University are different from comprehensive universities. They don’t have counselors, only class teachers, which may be because there are few students.

In 2007, there were 7000 freshmen at CUHK, but only 1500 at GFA.

The professional course taught by Xiao Yongzhi is called "Detailed Bird Painting". Its purpose is to cultivate students' use of pen and ink and drawing methods, and to create vivid and three-dimensional pictures.

Yu Xian listened very carefully and occasionally took notes, which made Wu Yu very uncomfortable. She couldn't help but ask, "Sister Cos, don't you usually text with your Director Chen during class?"

"Don't make any noise, I want to listen to the class."

Yu Xian said.

Wu Yu curled her lips and reached out to gently twist Yu Xian's smooth thigh.

Yu Xian smiled but did not play around with Wu Yu like he usually did.

After waiting for the first get out of class to end, Wu Yu put her arm around Yu Xian's shoulders and teased, "You've changed your mind after going to CUHK. Now you put study first and acting second?"

"What the hell, Director Chen always seems to be number one!"

Yu Xian replied in Sichuan dialect, and then said, "Life is not easy, cat sighs," and explained with a melancholy look:
"If I send a message to Chen during class and he doesn't reply immediately, I can't help but check my phone, so I don't listen to anything during the class."

"Can't you just set it to vibrate?"

Wu Yu said, "This way you will know when he replies to your message."

Yu Xian shook his head: "Even if I set an alarm, I will still keep checking my phone. If he doesn't reply for too long, I will think the alarm is broken."

"So this is ah."

Wu Yu suddenly realized: "So, that's why you held back during class?"

"Not entirely."

Yu Xian smiled and raised her charming eyes: "I just don't give out money for professional courses, but I will give out a lot of money for non-professional courses, goose, goose, goose..."

Yu Xian started laughing after she finished speaking. Wu Yu suddenly felt like she was being "teased" and couldn't help but twist her best friend's thigh again.

"Your skin is so nice, so white and tender, and you can't even see any hair."

Wu Yu touched him and said enviously, "Chen Zhe will be blessed in the future. When I think about him sleeping with his head resting on your thigh, I feel inexplicably heartbroken."

"Why are you so sad?"

Yu Xian said incomprehensibly: "Don't you think it's a very happy thing for your boyfriend to sleep with his head on you?"

"Only you would feel that way!"

Wu Yu casually ruffled Yu Xian's long hair and spat, "I can only kick him away when I'm tired."

Yu Xian smiled and shook his head, then took out his cell phone. Now that get out of class was over, he could finally send a message to Chen Zhuo.

I entered Chen Zhuo's birthday as the unlocking password, and suddenly there was a "ding" sound. The other party actually sent a message first.

Chen Zhuo: I just finished class, what are you doing?

The happiest thing in the world is that when I miss you, you are also thinking about me.

Someone is thinking about you, someone likes you, and there are expectations for you.

"Xiaoyu, look..."

Yu Xian shared the information on his mobile phone with Wu Yu: "I was just about to send a message to Director Chen, but I didn't expect him to send it first."

Wu Yu leaned over to take a look and said, "Chen Zhe didn't even say the words 'think' or 'miss'."

"You do not understand."

Yu Xian's face was full of happiness: "The book says that [What are you doing] actually means [I miss you]."

"really?"

Wu Yu felt that what was written in the book might not be accurate.

Because she has a younger sister who is in junior high school, every time she sends a message on QQ "Sister, what are you doing?", the next sentence is "I have no money, can you give me some money?"

Yu Xian replied to Chen Zhuo's message with a "da da da" sound. When the next class started, she put away her phone and sat up straight, taking the opportunity to move Wu Yu's hand away from her thigh.

However, after the second get out of class, the head teacher Xiao Yongzhi clapped his hands and signaled everyone not to leave in a hurry.

"It's about the same thing as last time... Is it true that no one from you is going to participate in the upcoming Baishi Cup Art Exhibition in the academy?"

Xiao Yongzhi asked.

No one in the class responded. The "Bai Shi Cup Art Exhibition" is an in-school art exhibition competition. All students majoring in art in the school can participate. The winners will receive prizes of 5000 yuan, 3000 yuan and 1000 yuan.

However, because there were no entry requirements, freshmen had little interest, because there were sophomores, juniors, and seniors above them, and they were beaten by them in the past. Xiao Yongzhi naturally knew this situation, so he didn't force it at the beginning, but when the registration deadline was approaching, no student in his Chinese painting class signed up, as if they didn't take the exhibition seriously.

"Although I'm not forcing you, it's not right for someone not to participate."

Xiao Yongzhi had to put on the teacher's identity to put pressure on them: "If no one signs up in the end, I will force them to do it."

Yu Xian was also not interested in this competition. His reason was the same as other students. He felt that the quality of his work was not good enough and it would be a waste of energy to participate in the exhibition.

Besides, Yu Xian has already made an appointment to work as a teacher at a training institution this week, so he doesn’t have time.

The weekend soon arrived, and Yu Xian and Wu Yu packed up and headed to the agency.

Wu Yu is a local and does not need a part-time job, but if Yu Xian is not in the dormitory, and the other two roommates, one goes to see her boyfriend and the other goes to a class reunion, she will be alone and extremely bored.

Coming to the training institution on Huanshi East Road, Yu Xian and Wu Yu both received pre-exam training here.

The person in charge is Shi Yuqiu. She also studied fine arts and founded this training institution after graduation and has been running it for 20 years.

In fact, there are only three paths for graduates from art academies.

The first is to set up a training institution like Shi Yuqiu did, to provide intensive training for elementary, middle and high school art students who are interested in learning painting;
The second option is to take the exam and become an art teacher in a school, which is less work and requires only three classes a week.
The third is to increase your visibility in the circle by participating in exhibitions and winning awards, and ultimately let the market recognize your abilities and value.

Just like Guan Shanyue, the master of Chinese painting from the Lingnan School, any one of his paintings is worth hundreds of millions, and the value of his paintings will increase as time goes by. In addition to these economic incomes, he will also be hired as a professor or expert by various art academies.

The third one is almost the ceiling life that art school graduates dream of, but it is very difficult to achieve. Hard work alone is not enough, you must also have talent.

After all, when it comes to art, whether it has spirituality or not, the works created are two completely different things.

"Teacher Shi~"

When Yu Xian arrived, he greeted Shi Yuqiu first.

"Yu Xian is here, Wu Yu is here too."

Shi Yuqiu is in her forties, and she still likes these two students very much. After all, they were very hardworking and were admitted to Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts. Now they have become the living signs of the publicity agency.

Next, Shi Yuqiu took Yu Xian to a small classroom where a dozen elementary school students sat, some of whom might even be kindergarten age.

"Yu Xian, come and help me with my lessons twice a week."

Shi Yuqiu said, "200 yuan each time, do you think this is okay?"

"Row!"

During the previous training camp, Shi Yuqiu helped him a lot, and Yu Xian did not bargain.

Wu Yu just kept sighing nearby. This was not a class at all. In fact, it was just parents who were tired of taking care of their children, so they sent them to a training institution on the weekend and paid a teacher to help watch over them for a few hours.

"With so many elf beans, there will be a lot of noise soon."

Wu Yu thought to herself.

As expected by Wu Yu, as soon as Yu Xian handed out the watercolor pens, two children started making a noise.

A seven-year-old child used a red pen to draw a slash on the face of a five-year-old child.

It shouldn't hurt, but there's just an extra mark on the face that needs to be wiped off.

The five-year-old child insisted on returning the item, and Wu Yu could only act as a referee and comfort him. However, she didn't expect that the child would not be persuaded at all, and even pouted his mouth and started crying.

"Sister, come and see what's going on?"

After Yu Xian squatted down and asked about the situation, he thought for a moment, picked up a red marker, and lightly drew a line on his face.

Then he put his face between them and asked with a smile: "Do you think that my sister is more beautiful than before?"

Yu Xian is already very pretty, so it doesn't make much difference whether she has tattoos or not. Although the child is naive, she is not stupid and can still distinguish between beauty and ugliness.

They all said in unison: "Beautiful!"

There was even a little fat boy who shouted loudly: "Teacher, you are prettier than my mother!"

"Do you want to be as beautiful as your teacher?"

Yu Xian took the opportunity to say, "If you want, just raise your hands and the teacher will draw beautiful patterns for you."

"I, I, I..."

The children below all raised their hands one after another, including the five-year-old child, who no longer cared about whether there were pen marks on his face.

So, Yu Xian picked up a pen and drew patterns on their faces one by one according to their requests. In this way, time passed and they became obedient.

"I didn't expect you to be good at taking care of children."

Wu Yu joked, "Yu Xian, I've noticed that after you fell in love, you've become more and more like a married woman."

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