I'll hand over the system soon.

Bian Yunxu knocked Sancho on the head, "But what the housekeeper hopes most is that you make more friends."

This girl Sancho is really a homebody. Every day she either stays in the study studying or in the workshop making pottery. She has almost no private time, let alone socializing with others.

For five years, her social circle still remained with the Bian family.

Sancho frowned and retorted: "I don't have many friends, but I have you."

She doesn't have enough time to make friends. She doesn't even have enough time to study and make friends. For this kind of thing, just let it happen.

Bian Yunxu knew that Sancho was stubborn and didn't try to persuade her much. Besides, it was useless to persuade her on this kind of thing. He could only let her go and take her seriously to familiarize herself with the campus environment.

After the report, the two of them went up to decorate the dormitory.

Sancho arrived early, and now she was the only one in the four-person dormitory. After making the bed in a few seconds, she was pulled out by her new cousin Cen Ying.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to a meal and give you a welcome." Cen Ying led her out of the school.

The host Bian Yunxu, who really should take over, was robbed of his job and had no choice but to keep up.

When I returned to the dormitory after dinner, the other three people had already arrived and were sitting and chatting.

Most of the girls who study painting come from good families and are good at dressing up, so all three of Sancho's roommates are beauties.

Sancho is very satisfied with this.

Regardless of whether we get along well or not in the future, having a good-looking roommate is always an advantage. As soon as you open your eyes and see a beautiful woman, you will feel happy.

"Hello, I'm Sancho." Sancho greeted his three roommates naturally.

Although Housekeeper Bian has always been worried about her not liking to socialize, that doesn't mean she doesn't know how to socialize. She doesn't have stage fright when she really needs to communicate.

Without reaching out to hit the smiling person, Sancho greeted him with a smile, which made the other three girls feel comfortable. They all introduced themselves to each other with a smile, and the atmosphere seemed harmonious.

"Hey Sancho, where are you from?" Qian Duo, one of the roommates, asked.

"I'm from J city, what about you?" Sancho, who had nothing to do, was thinking about a new glaze recipe in his mind while chatting with his roommates.

"I'm a local from city B." Qian Duo replied casually, she was more interested in Sancho's hometown.

"I'm from city n, not far from city b." The second roommate, Ke Yu, is a very gentle and shy girl, which is consistent with the temperament of her hometown.

"I'm from City S. I don't know if it's far from City B. I didn't pass geography." The third roommate, Tang Qimei, is a cool beauty with a height of 173cm, but it's a pity that when she opens her mouth, she gets angry. Taste.

"J City, I remember that J City is the hometown of ceramics. Sancho, can you make pottery?" Qian Duo is a very lively girl. She seems to have endless things to say when she opens her mouth, so there is no need to worry about being left in the cold.

"A little bit." Sancho replied modestly.

"Wow, you are so awesome. I really know nothing except eating."

"Whoever said it is different."

"Then I'm a little more capable than you. In addition to eating, I can also sleep."

The three of them were all very supportive and each expressed their admiration.

Sancho's eyes narrowed as he laughed.

She met a very kind roommate.

Painting is a matter of great talent.

The master leads the way, and cultivation depends on the individual. After mastering the painting techniques and techniques, in addition to constantly practicing and improving the techniques and techniques, the rest depends on inspiration and talent.

Perhaps Zhaodi's body is really artistic. Sancho, who had no sense of art on Aquamarine, was able to barely perceive the soul mentioned by the system after studying painting for a long time.

Of course, this perception is limited to paintings.

"What are you going to hand in for the final exam, Sancho?" Qian Duo asked with a grimace.

Ke Yu: "I heard that the best works submitted for this final exam will be selected to participate in the international youth art competition."

Tang Qimei curled her lips and said, "Our level can't match the excitement."

Chanduo: "We can't, maybe Sancho can?"

Regarding Qian Duo's high expectations, Sancho could only smile bitterly, "The teacher said that my work is too craftsmanship."

This was not the first time she had heard the comment that craftsmanship was too strong. Master Sun had said it once before coming to the university.

"Girl Sancho, I have nothing to teach you now. Your skills are absolutely fine. The ceramics you make can also be ranked as high-quality products, but they are only high-quality products." Master Sun sighed. , the tone was very regretful.

"But I want to make the best ceramics." Sancho didn't understand why she could only stop at fine products.

Playing with an azure glaze vase made by Sancho, Master Sun couldn't put it down, but he also disliked it extremely.

After a while, Master Sun put down the vial and said, "Sancho, your skills have reached the level of perfection. There are even some porcelain firing techniques that even the entire workshop cannot master, but your work is too craftsmanlike."

"The outside world has three kinds of honorific titles for those of us who make ceramics. One is for people like me who are skilled in skills and produce high-quality products. People respectfully call us master."

"There are also those whose skills can reach the realm of ingenuity. People like this are respectfully called masters. Such masters were already extremely rare before the war, and after the war, there was no one left."

"The last honorific is artist. The difference between an artist and a master is that the former, no matter how ingenious, is a stack of skills, and belongs to the ranks of craftsmen. His works are exquisite but have no charm, while the latter is an artist, and his works are also called works of art. .”

"If you have a state of mind, you will be high-quality. Those who have craftsmanship will not reach high standards. If you cannot remove the craftsmanship in your works, your works will no longer be high-quality products in this life."

These were Master Sun's original words. She thought that by listening to Butler Bian's words and being more knowledgeable, she would be able to get rid of her craftsmanship. However, she did not expect that she is still criticized for being too craftsmanship.

[Host, you might as well ask your grandpa. ] Unable to stand the host's gloomy face and lack of progress in the system, he finally couldn't help but issue a reminder.

The host's grandfather is a very wise old man, he should be able to give the host effective help.

"Ask grandpa?" Sancho repeated meaninglessly, then picked up the phone and walked out.

She remembered that Master Sun once praised Butler Bian for the extraordinary charm of the porcelain fired by Butler Bian, but it was just a matter of poor craftsmanship, which was a pity for the charm.

Later, Butler Bian injured his hand while trying to save Mr. Bian and never had the chance to improve his craft. Master Sun lamented this for a long time.

The call was connected, and Butler Bian's kind and calm voice came through the mobile phone. Sancho was shocked to realize that she hadn't seen Butler Bian for a semester. She missed her grandpa who depended on her in another time and space.