full-time artist

Kong An suddenly got up and said: "When you raise the price, remember to come to the art department to find me, we sit down and have a good talk, the school can also cooperate with you to pay you a certain amount of remuneration, and will not bully you just because you are a student. "

Lin Yuan nodded: "En."

The members around looked at this scene almost in a dazed state.

They never imagined that one day they would see the head of the art department discuss business with a sophomore.

How weird is this picture.

But thinking of this art department exam, the top [-] sketches were almost all taken by Lin Yuan's students, and everyone seemed to think that the price increase was actually quite reasonable...

Chapter 83 Enough Time

Lin Yuan has become a celebrity in the painting club, and the students who specialize in sketching regard Lin Yuan as a spiritual idol.

But it still didn't have much effect on him.

As the largest art school in the continent, Qinzhou Academy of Arts has an uncommon number of students from various departments, and there are too many celebrities of all kinds.

Who would remember it if it weren't for the important people who are closely related.

the next day.

Lin Yuan's life went on as usual.

This morning, Lin Yuan opened his eyes and found that there was a strong wind and rain outside the house.

He couldn't help frowning. It was really inconvenient to go out under such heavy rain, but he had a full class this morning.

Then the phone rang.

The call was from Sun Yaohuo.

His tone was a little cautious: "Student, I shouldn't have disturbed you. Didn't we talk about recording songs last time? When will we start recording? I'm on call at any time!"

"Wait for my notice."

Lin Yuan glanced out the window, and suddenly said, "Senior Sun, are you free to do me a favor now?"

"What are you busy with?"

"Drive me to school." Lin Yuan remembered that senior Sun Yaohuo bought a car, and he mentioned this during the last meal.

"Student send me the address."

Not only did Sun Yaohuo not find it troublesome, but his tone was a little excited, so Lin Yuan felt that maybe Senior Sun Yaohuo just liked this feeling of driving.

After half an hour.

Lin Yuan arrived at the school in Sun Yaohuo's car.

After parking, Sun Yaohuo opened a black umbrella and quickly got out of the car. While covering the top of Lin Yuan's car door with the umbrella, he took the initiative to help Lin Yuan in the back seat open the car door.

The range that the umbrella can cover is limited, which resulted in his own back not being covered by the umbrella and getting wet by the rain.

But he didn't care, and reminded Lin Yuan: "Student, be careful."

"Thank you, senior."

"Thank you for this little thing, the school won't let me drive in the car, my student is from the composition department, do you want me to help hold the umbrella?" Sun Yaohuo always had a smile on his face.

"Need not."

"That umbrella is for you."

Sun Yaohuo smiled and handed the black umbrella to Lin Yuan, then covered his head with his own hands, and quickly returned to the carriage, waving goodbye to Lin Yuan with enthusiasm as always.

"Goodbye."

Lin Yuan also waved his hand, then walked to the classroom holding an umbrella.

Putting the umbrella away, Lin Yuan found that the atmosphere in the classroom was not quite right.

Even the squad leader, who is usually very energetic, is like an eggplant beaten by frost today, and his whole person is listless.

Everyone complained in one go:

"Who was on duty yesterday? He didn't close the window when he left."

"Usually it's fine if the windows aren't closed. At most, some water will be poured into the classroom, but this time it's really troublesome. The blackboard newspaper we finally finished was ruined by the rain!"

"Yes."

"Because the windows were not closed, the class monitor and art committee members worked hard for half a month to complete the blackboard newspaper, and now most of it has been destroyed."

Blackboard newspapers are made of chalk.

Chalk is a thing that is afraid of water. It is only a matter of course that a night of heavy rain destroyed half of the blackboard newspaper.

"It's over."

"We can only make amends, but everyone, don't expect to win the prize, because in terms of time, it is already too late, not to mention that we are still full of classes this morning, and the time is even tighter."

"..."

Hearing this, Lin Yuan glanced at the blackboard newspaper.

Indeed, the literature and art group in the class started working on this blackboard newspaper two weeks ago.

For this blackboard newspaper, they put in a lot of effort, and sometimes they didn't return to the dormitory until late at night.

Now that the hard work has been destroyed, Lin Yuan will not be in a good mood.

At this moment.

A girl wearing glasses in the corner raised her hand and said in a crying voice: "Yesterday I was on duty. I forgot to close the window because I was in a hurry. I'm sorry everyone..."

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

Class monitor Cao Bin endured his disappointment and comforted him: "No one expected it to rain today. The weather forecast said it would be sunny yesterday. In addition, it is also our fault that the design of this classroom is unreasonable. The blackboard at the back is too close to the window. Other classrooms do not Like our classroom."

"What now?"

Literary Committee Yan Mengjia's voice was a little hoarse: "This afternoon is the selection of blackboard newspapers, and the teacher in charge of the selection doesn't care whether we were destroyed by the rain or not."

To know.

This blackboard report was completed after half a month of hard work by everyone, and the effect was very good. It was aimed at the blackboard report champion of the sophomore group!

last year.

It was Yan Mengjia who led a few students who could draw in the class to publish a blackboard newspaper and won the championship of the freshman group.

But now.

There was only half a day left before the selection, but the good blackboard newspaper was ruined by the rain, but it was too late to fix it, which made everyone sweating anxiously——

Qin Yi has a blackboard selection every year.

Blue Star has a very strong artistic atmosphere.

As an art school, Qin Yi pays more attention to this point.

Therefore, all classes are very concerned about the selection of blackboard newspapers.

Some of the blackboard newspapers that were awarded each year can be displayed on the campus official website, allowing the class to show their faces, and the school will also give some benefits and even credits to encourage the students, which can be said to have given enough exposure.

"Go to class first."

The squad leader said: "Make up for it in your spare time. You can do as much as you can. You don't have to be too sad. Anyway, if you don't do well, there is no punishment."

The crowd nodded.

But in today's class, everyone was not in the mood for class, especially the group of people who were in charge of publishing the blackboard newspaper, who were even more sad. Yan Mengjia, the literary and art committee member who was in charge of this blackboard newspaper, was in a very depressed state.

no way.

Whenever between classes.

Everyone will remedy.

It's a pity that the effect of this remedy is not good. The difference between the left and right traces is too obvious, which makes the blackboard newspaper look a bit blurry, and the simple style on the right is simply incompatible with the exquisite picture on the left.

noon.

Literary committee member Yan Mengjia and the others did not leave, staring at the blackboard in a daze, but class leader Cao Bin couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but said: "Everyone go to the cafeteria to eat first, and come over after dinner to make up for it."

"What else can I do?"

Yan Mengjia shrugged and walked out of the classroom.

The rest of the blackboard group also left one after another.

After several people had left, Cao Bin didn't follow, but just raised his head, staring at the unsatisfactory blackboard in a daze.

At this time.

Behind Cao Bin, a slightly familiar voice suddenly came: "Why don't I try it?"

"what?"

Only then did Cao Bin realize that there was actually another person in the classroom: "Lin Yuan?"

Lin Yuan is not only Cao Bin's classmate, but also Cao Bin's former roommate, but now Lin Yuan has moved out.

However, the relationship between the two is not bad.

Few people get on well with Lin Yuan, besides, Cao Bin is a responsible class monitor, very popular with his classmates, and takes good care of Lin Yuan who is in poor health.

"Can you draw?"

There was a glimmer of hope in Cao Bin's eyes.

Then he suddenly thought of something, sighed and said, "Even if you can draw, we don't have enough time. We will start the blackboard competition competition in the afternoon."

"There's enough time."

After Lin Yuan finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and called Zhong Yu.

Chapter 84 The Pen and the Storm

After dialing the phone, Lin Yuan asked, "Do you have time now?"

Zhong Yu held his mobile phone between his ears and shoulders: "I'm eating in the cafeteria, God, please tell me if you have anything to do."

Lin Yuan said: "After dinner, please bring all the gouache tools and come to classroom 52 of the East Building."

"What are you going to do?"

"Publish the blackboard newspaper."

Zhong Yu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said, "I'll be there right away."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Yu stopped eating, stood up directly and said, "All of you go with me."

"what?"

Many classmates beside Zhong Yu asked, "What happened?"

Zhong Yu said: "The Great God seems to be publishing a blackboard newspaper."

Everyone was stunned for a while: "The master is from the sophomore group, right? The sophomore group's blackboard newspaper will be selected in the afternoon. Isn't the time too rushed?"

Zhong Yu said angrily, "What are you eating?"

Everyone suddenly burst into laughter: "That's right, we have so many painting dogs gathered together, how can we still be stumped by a blackboard newspaper? Is the master planning to publish a gouache blackboard newspaper?"

"Well, dude."

Zhong Yu left, and sent a message in a group: "The class of the great god needs to publish a blackboard newspaper. Those who are good at gouache should come to the classroom of the composition department, classroom 52 in the East Building."

Crash.

The response from the group was enthusiastic.

"Wait, it's here!"

"The Great God needs it, how dare you not come."

"The great master published a blackboard newspaper, do you still need our group of rookies?"

"Aren't you stupid? The master is good at sketching, but not gouache. The two are not in the same way."

Gouache is gouache.