Embroidered Pillows and Paper Tigers

Weekends are usually the time when the studio is the most crowded. When Li Shian entered the studio, Lao Yu was not instructing the students to draw, but was talking to a group of women like housewives. Come to see the art class with the children.

The painting of Li Shi'an was hung in the most eye-catching place in the studio by Lao Yu. Lao Yu was full of praise for the painting with his parents, talking about brushwork, color, and lines.

Old Yu is probably stupid. How can ordinary people understand brushstrokes and colors?

Li Shi'an couldn't help but slander.If you want to get the approval of your parents, put a few more photos of the students who were admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts after studying here. It is true. It is best to take photos with the school plaque at the gate of the school on the first day when students enter the school. Others will not understand these things. What's the use?

Li Shi’an sat in front of the easel and listened to Lao Yu and then said to others: “I don’t agree with learning painting if the child just wants to take the college entrance examination, because this road may not be easier than other roads, and not everyone likes it. Those who are gifted in painting, even if they manage to pass the university entrance examination, will be compared to those who really like painting and are talented..."

Isn't this the way to die? Li Shi'an couldn't bear to see such a fool as Lao Yu anymore, so he turned over his drawing board and started to modify the painting that he had always been dissatisfied with.

All the women were planning to find a way out for the children who didn't study hard, but their enthusiasm was extinguished by Lao Yu's words. I guess I have never seen such a sincere training class teacher in this life, and they are about to retreat. The quiet classroom Suddenly, Lao Yu's mobile phone ringtone "Blue Lotus" that has not changed for a hundred years rang, and Lao Yu hurriedly said to a group of aunts and sisters: "Wait, I will answer the call." When he turned around, he called Li Shi'an, "Shi'an, say hello to me, Pour a glass of water for the guest."

Li Shi'an had never played the role of an office secretary before, so he put down his face and got up to pick up customers, wondering if there is room for people to sit in this poor place and pour water?Do people drink it?

The aunts have already discussed it, and a woman with red hair said: "Oh, it sounds like it's better not to learn, our son just can't sit still, don't waste money at that time, it takes several hours a semester." Thousands."

Another woman in a yellow dress answered, "That's right, I'm busy enough studying on weekdays, and I still have to find time to learn painting. Don't make a big drop in grades and lose money at both ends."

The remaining women nodded frequently.

One of the short-haired women seemed to be hesitating. She saw Li Shi'an going forward with a paper cup that was [-]% full. The woman stepped forward to take the paper cup and asked him, "Are you a student here, too?"

Li Shi'an planned to serve as a tea and water pourer, but he didn't expect that someone would be curious about him, so he was taken aback and said, "Yes."

The short-haired woman asked: "How many years have you studied? Are you planning to enter the Academy of Fine Arts?"

"Eh... I have studied for eight years," Li Shi'an scratched his head, "I'm just a hobby, and I don't plan to enter the Academy of Fine Arts."

So far, that's all he can say.

The rest of the aunts were all onlookers at the moment. Listening to Li Shi'an's words, they felt that the child might look good because he had a head, or there was a mine at home.

In this day and age, everyone is busy rushing forward, why learn something useless?How much money and time would that cost?

The red-haired woman said almost bitterly: "Study eight years just for a hobby? Then you really have enough free time."

The short-haired woman also said regretfully: "Yes, isn't that a waste of time?"

Li Shi'an's family doesn't have a mine, but has a factory, so he doesn't know how much a more ordinary family than his family spends on learning an art in addition to making up such and such classes. He thinks this is people's perception The prejudice of "hobbies", after all, this society is not tolerant of "useless" things.

He scratched the back of his head and said to the short-haired woman: "Auntie, I think what you said is wrong. In fact, as far as I don't learn to paint, I don't spend all my other time on studying. Most of it is watching movies and playing games. Isn't that true?" Wasted?"

The aunts seemed unmoved, so Li Shi'an had no choice but to continue: "Maybe it seems that whether to study or not is actually an irrelevant choice, but in the long run it is actually very beneficial. Fill out a form, and there is a "specialty" on the form, such as painting, calligraphy, dancing, piano, violin...can't we just fill in the arms and legs of other people's children?"

The question he said was rarely considered, and the women looked hesitant.

Li Shi'an strikes while the iron is hot: "Besides, no matter what the occasion, if you have a talent, it is an opportunity to show your face. If you don't know anything, you can only complain that the society is unfair to you, but who is not a baby? When you play, people are learning. Things, he is better than you, that's for sure."

Li Shi'an usually belongs to the category of people with less vicious tongue and can poke people's pain points. His words successfully ignited the sense of crisis among the aunts. I didn't expect that a young boy could speak so much. It makes sense.

One of the aunts saw the eyes on Li Shian's ears and asked suspiciously, "Which school are you from?"

Li Shi'an cleared his throat: "City Experimental High School."

The school report was even more convincing, and the aunts suddenly showed shaken expressions. As a member of the 7th class at the end of the crane, Li Shi'an finally felt the first gleam of warmth from the City Experimental Middle School.

It was the first time in his life that he was fooling people. Li Shi’an didn’t intend to talk so much before talking to the woman with short hair. Seeing that the parents were looking at him, he continued to talk: “Besides, children who study painting can enter art training if they work during summer vacation. Can I draw sketches and design for others? In the future, when I chase my girlfriend, I can still send a good painting, right? Even if I don’t go to the Academy of Fine Arts, drawing can also cultivate observation skills and patience. I am a good example. , my dad said that when I was a child, I had the character of not painting Fang Jiewa for three days, and I could really sit still after learning to draw..."

After Lao Yu answered the phone at this time, as soon as he entered the door, he heard Li Shi'an playing the sales role for him with a brilliant tongue. His mouth was so omnipotent that the parents completely ignored him as a real teacher and followed him the whole time. An underage and unreliable young man chatting nonsense.

Lao Yu stood aside and listened for a while, and he had to say that Li Shi'an's eloquence was really good, and he felt that even a parent should believe him.

When he was in a daze, Li Shi'an sent the parents downstairs in a role-playing manner. Lao Yu only heard the phone buzzing and vibrating a few times. When he clicked on it, it turned out to be the intention money, which the parents scanned to pay.

Li Shi'an has been with him for eight years, and he is naturally familiar with the registration process. Lao Yu couldn't tell what he felt, but just stared at the phone screen and smiled helplessly.

When Li Shian turned back, Lao Yu was still standing in the public area of ​​the building in a daze. He walked over, turned around and took his hood and said to Lao Yu, "Take it yourself."

Lao Yu took out a bag of steamed buns from the cap of his overcoat. This kid was kind-hearted and delicate. It was not the first time he brought him breakfast. Putting it in the cap was Li Shian's usual way of keeping warm.

He smiled and asked, "Since when did you stop renting a house for three days?"

Li Shi'an grinned and said: "You have to put it more vividly, like you who always persuade people not to learn to paint, don't you have a mine at home?"

Old Yu thoughtfully, took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun.

Li Qishan has no time to manage Li Shian, the factory is his own, there are basically no weekends and holidays to speak of, and he has to be busy all day long, especially during winter and summer vacations, so he can only send his children to various training classes.

He was only 8 years old when he first came to the studio. He had a round smiling face and a very thin body. Call me Teacher", Lao Yu knew that he was a boy.

When Lao Yu pointed to the gray-blue clothes and asked what color it was, his answer was "grey". After thinking about it, he added "it has a little blue". The materials for learning to paint were later proved to be true.

In the past few years, the boy has become a teenager. In the past, Li Qishan would eat with Li Shian when he had no time to pick up Li Shian. Now he would bring breakfast with him.

Just thinking about it here, Li Shi'an took a bun from his pocket and threw it back: "It's cold, aren't you warm?"

The size of the steamed stuffed bun was exactly one bite, and Lao Yu bit it down: "I won't pick anything if I have something to eat."

Li Shi'an was speechless.

Lao Yu is already in his thirties, after all, he didn't earn a hundred square meters for himself in this city. Li Shi'an witnessed him fail one girlfriend after another, and felt that he was simply a witness of his miserable life.

However, Lao Yu obviously didn’t feel how miserable he was. At this moment, he was biting a bun and admiring the dance teacher in the dance training class across the aisle. Li Shi’an felt that his gaze was like looking at a piece of exquisite jewelry displayed in the window. .

"Go!" He bumped Lao Yu's shoulder.

"What's going on!" Lao Yu staggered and turned around to give Li Shi'an a shudder, Li Shi'an quickly covered his head, when a person came out of the dance room and passed by.

This floor is basically a training class. Lu Fei, the teacher of the dance class, naturally knows Lao Yu who is teaching painting across the street. Seeing Lao Yu outside arguing with the students, she came out and greeted him. Lao Yu pulled Li Shian up and pointed Pointing to the tall figure who had just left, he said, "Are you accepting new students?"

Lu Fei had just danced, her face was flushed, and there was fine sweat on her forehead. She raised her hand and wiped it casually and said, "Oh, no, that student has a very good foundation and I can't teach him anymore. He came to use the classroom to practice ballet." .”

It's rare for a million-year-old bachelor to strike up a conversation once. Li Shi'an naturally knows how to get out. When he came in the morning, he threw his mobile phone downstairs in a mobile phone repair shop to change the screen. Now he just went to pick it up. He greeted Lao Yu and went downstairs. went.

Li Qishan asked Li Shi'an to get a new phone, but Li Shi'an is not a prodigal son, he knows that nothing should be wasted, he has no desire to compare, the only thing he is willing to spend money on is painting materials, as for Xueba's claim to compensate him, he doesn't expect it.

It was only ten o'clock in the morning after taking out the mobile phone. Li Shi'an didn't touch a pen this morning. He planned to go to the studio to change the painting, but he bumped into a rampant person just after leaving the maintenance department. Falling to the ground, another heroic sacrifice.

"..."

When Li Shi'an raised his head, he saw Shen Yan. He almost suspected that he had met the nemesis of the mobile phone. How could he meet this person everywhere!

There was a crack in the brand new screen when he picked it up, he endured it and restrained his urge to curse, and didn't want to change it again, so he put the phone in his pocket and left.

The perpetrator frowned beautifully, as if he didn’t believe that he was so oblivious, but Li Shi’an’s mobile phone was indeed broken twice because of him, and he said behind Li Shi’an: “I will compensate you, and yesterday’s is also the same. pay."

"Forget it, no need." Li Shi'an didn't look back, as if deliberately throwing a cold back at the other party.

A chaotic voice came from behind: "I don't like to owe others."

Li Shi'an stood still and sneered in his heart, don't want to owe others?Just yesterday I helped you mess with Yu Qiao and the others, do you still have it?What a wolf!

Going back, he said: "Add WeChat, forget about the last time, and ask you for money after changing it this time."

Shen Yan hesitated and took out his phone, the two exchanged WeChat messages, and Li Shi'an left without looking back.

When I returned to the studio, Lao Yu had already finished chatting with Lu Fei. Seeing that there was still a crack on the phone Li Shi'an was holding when he came in, Lao Yu was puzzled: "Didn't you say you changed the screen, didn't you?"

Li Shi'an raised his phone: "It's changed, and a new film is attached, isn't it cool?"

Lao Yu snatched his mobile phone and looked at it carefully, then threw it back: "Fuck you, do you think I'm a fool?"

It was noon soon after the pen was picked up, and the studio was finished, but Li Shi'an still didn't change it to his satisfaction.

Lao Yu said that today's good income is due to him, and he insisted on treating him to a good meal. Li Shi'an couldn't bear it. , Both of them are well versed in the principle of eating service in a big place and eating taste in a small place.

According to his "good" standard, the service environment and taste are good. He was afraid that this young man who was sprinting would eat up Lao Yu's living expenses for a month. He politely refused, and told Lao Yu that his father had already I have to cook with him recently after reforming myself.

With a glimmer of hope, Li Shi'an pedaled his bicycle very fast along the way, and when he climbed up to the third floor with one step and two big strides, he saw a person entering the password lock of the next door. This figure was seen somewhere this morning Pass.

"...Shen Yan?" Li Shi'an called out.