Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 213 Bai Yang, you actually read these!
The four of them left the office and did not rush back to the dormitory. Instead, they walked around the campus.

Including the people in the classroom and the playground, there were indeed only about ten students there, and none of them impressed Bai Yang particularly well - or rather, Bai Yang and his other three were the ones who impressed others the most.

Especially Chun Yuwan. Ever since she appeared in the studio, all the eyes have been on her.

After all, beauty of this level is the rarest type, whether in Xiangdong, in the imperial capital, or even in other countries.

But everyone just stole a few glances from afar, secretly happy that they would have a good time for the next few months, and no one came up to chat with her.

After all, they are still students and are relatively thin-skinned.

As for Bai Yang, many girls looked at him a few more times, but that was all. His height was not outstanding in the north, and his handsomeness was not stunning. At most, he left an impression of "this guy is a handsome guy."

Zeng Jianeng and Chen Chenchun serve as supporting roles.

The first impression between people is basically based on appearance.

Of course, Zeng Jianeng had no awareness of this at all. He raised his head and went into the cafeteria first.

There was only one outlet for serving food, and since it was not yet mealtime, there was no one behind it. But judging by the situation, it should be a big pot of rice, with no individual stir-fried dishes.

However, for a studio with only more than 30 people, it is enough.

On the other side was the store. A middle-aged woman was sitting behind the counter. When she saw Bai Yang and the others, she waved, "Freshmen? Come over here. We have many styles of quilts. A four-piece set is only 100 yuan. Take your pick."

Bai Yang looked at the quality and found that it was indeed at cost price. It seemed that the studio really did not intend to make any money from this.

I walked around the art supplies area again. There were many different colors of paint, much more than the stationery store in front of the school. In addition, there were charcoal pencils, charcoal sticks, scrapers, and erasers, which were not available in ordinary stationery stores.

There are also oil paints, but the quantity is not very good. For examination-style paintings, gouache is still the main method.

The teaching materials and tutorial books are basically about Bergman's human body structure, Rubens' works, sketch still life examples, etc. Bai Yang picked up a book on artistic human anatomy and flipped through a few pages.

Well, pretty explicit nudity.

"Eh——" Zeng Jianeng glanced at him and said in a long tone: "Bai Yang, you actually read these!"

Chun Yuwan also looked a little uncomfortable and looked away.

"What's the fuss?" Bai Yang closed the book unhappily and pointed at the words "藝用" on it: "You'll get used to it soon."

It must be said that this book should be the enlightenment book of art thinking for many people. Before this book, even if people saw nude pictures, they would hide it and be very subtle.

However, after gathering together to seriously discuss human anatomy for a long time, I no longer have any romantic thoughts when looking at this kind of pictures, as my mind is filled with muscle structure.

After buying a bunch of daily necessities and returning to the studio, Bai Yang and Chen Chen spent some time cleaning up the dormitory. They heard footsteps approaching from afar, and then the dormitory door was pushed open.

They both looked over.

The man was about 1.78 meters tall, just a little shorter than Bai Yang. He had long curly hair and a wire headband. His facial features were fairly regular.

But what was more eye-catching than his long hair was his pants, a pair of jeans that looked a little stiff, and maybe they could stand up if they were taken off. The original color could not be seen, and only the layers of colorful paint could be seen.

"Hey, are you new here?"

The man approached familiarly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, and handed it to Chen Chen: "Want one?"

"Sorry, I don't smoke." Chen Chen quickly refused.

"What about you?" He handed it to Bai Yang again.

"No." Bai Yang also shook his head.

"Hey, boring." He picked it up himself and took out a lighter to light it up: "You guys who just graduated from school are so reserved. What's the big deal about smoking? Believe it or not, it won't be long before you're searching my pockets for cigarettes."

He took a deep breath and exhaled a column of smoke: "My name is Zhuang Wensheng, you can just call me Brother Zhuang."

Bai Yang guessed from his behavior, "Brother Zhuang is repeating a grade, right?"

"Fourth year." Zhuang Wensheng didn't feel ashamed at all, but rather a little proud: "I have definitely mastered every aspect of this art training. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

"Four years?" Chen Chen opened his mouth wide: "Why would I have to repeat a grade for so long?"

"Hey, you're asking that." Zhuang Wensheng squinted at him and said, "Of course I didn't pass the exam. Otherwise, could it be because I like repeating the year? Of course, the training camp is also quite interesting."

At this point, he chuckled and said, "They are basically fresh-faced guys who just graduated from high school. There are many innocent girls and they are easy to flirt with." This was not very polite, and included Bai Yang and the other two. I don't know if this person is rough or just doesn't care. He continued, "Of course, I will definitely be able to pass the exam this year. When I get into Beijing Film Academy, there will be more girls and I can choose whatever I want."

Naturally, some majors of Beijing Film Academy can be entered through art examinations, such as stage art, directing department, etc.

The difficulty is much lower than that of CAFA. Since someone can repeat four years for Beijing Film Academy, his art level is probably average.

Bai Yang did not mention this, but smiled and said, "You were in this studio before?"

“Not really.” Zhuang Wensheng shook his head. “Last year I was in another studio, also in Songzhuang. This year I happened to see the brochure of this studio. The paintings were really amazing, so I came here.”

"You know what, the conditions here are pretty good, but the tuition is a little expensive. Fortunately, I helped other art studios recruit a few students this year, so I can still afford it."

"Recruiting students?" Chen Chen was puzzled: "Isn't that the studio's job?"

"Hey, you don't understand at first glance." Zhuang Wensheng's eyebrows suddenly danced with joy, "What is the most lacking in this kind of training studio? Students! Students from all over the country!"

"Especially for small studios, which are not well-known, have no high schools to cooperate with, and have no money to advertise, what should they do? Aren't they relying on repeaters like us to recruit people from schools in our hometowns?"

"Recruit one, this number!"

He spread his fingers.

"Five hundred?" Chen Chen guessed blankly.

"Who would help him with 500 yuan?" Zhuang Wensheng rolled his eyes. "I wouldn't even do it if the famous studios offered 1,000 or 2,000 yuan. I'm not stupid."

"It's 50%! 50% of the tuition!"

Bai Yang raised an eyebrow.

This is a bit exaggerated, but it is normal if you think about it. A place that originally couldn't recruit students now recruits repeaters, which is a waste of money.

However, for an art studio that is willing to offer so much, I guess the quality is not that good. It belongs to the lowest level of training institutions. As someone who has repeated a grade for so many years, I should be familiar with this kind of thing. They introduce people there just to earn the referral fee, which is just a rip-off.

Seeing Zhuang Wensheng's smug look, Bai Yang's impression of him inevitably became a little worse.

Average character.

Suddenly, he was not in the mood to talk too much, so he took out his phone and sent a message to Chun Yuwan: "Have you packed? Go out for a walk."

My name is not Fish Ball! : "Okay~ Zeng Jianeng will go too."

Bai Yang: "Okay, let's all go and get familiar with Songzhuang."

Then he raised his head and looked at Chen Chen: "Juanjuan, go out for a walk?"

"it is good."

"Where are you going?" Zhuang Wensheng said in a familiar voice, "I know Songzhuang well! I'll take you there, and you can just treat me to dinner later."

Bai Yang said politely, "I won't bother you, Brother Zhuang. After all, it's better to keep some sense of exploration when you go to a place for the first time."

"Hey, you're being philosophical." Zhuang Wensheng stamped out his cigarette butt: "Okay."

Bai Yang looked at the cigarette butt on the ground and frowned slightly.

"Brother Zhuang, it's better not to smoke in a closed space like the dormitory. Also, it's a public place after all, so don't throw cigarette butts around. It's hard to clean."

Zhuang Wensheng was a little surprised. In his impression, boys of this age group would basically keep their opinions to themselves even if they had any. Because they had just met and were roommates, they would not bring them up directly.

This is how he got through the past few years.

The person in front of me is a little different.

He was a little unhappy, but still nodded with a nonchalant look: "Okay, I'll pay attention to it, but don't pay too much attention to these details. In this society, you can't live without smoking. Then you won't be able to get involved in interpersonal relationships. If you ask me, you should learn it as soon as possible and stop worrying about those boring rules in school."

"Come on, I'll go with you to say hello to the security guard."

There will be more later

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