His Extra Like - Chapter 28
After finishing the last English reading comprehension, Yi Qi’an answered a phone call before she started to pack her school bag slowly and unhurriedly.
It’s funny to say that the one who can rush Yi Qi’an home is not Yi Zhongnian, but their family’s dutiful nanny aunt.
“Han Shu,” Yi Qi’an called out softly and glamorously.
“Something wrong?” Han Shu lifted his eyelids and casually circled an option on his test paper.
“Evening study is over, it’s time to go home.”
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you’re talking about.
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on the right one.
The other hand hand will be hidden behind the things handed to Han Shu.
It is a yellow Pikachu.
It turned out that Yi Qi’an had just gone to ask the KFC staff for a toy.
“For me?” Han Shu was a little surprised.
“Well,” Yi Qi’an nodded, “a thank you gift for buying me a hot pot and for doing my homework with me.”
Han Shu laughed helplessly, the little girl seems to have another characteristic, that is, she likes to settle accounts with him.
The first time we met, Yi Qi’an and Han Shu’s friendly table relationship is the WeChat landlord to send gold beans to start.
The first thing you need to do is to get a copy of your homework or to ask your questions.
The first thing that came to mind was to help him enroll in a math tutorial to solve the problem, even if Han Shu gave his math book to Yi Qi’an and wrote his physics homework in class to piss off the math teacher.
Now is also to eat hot pot to buy the bill, and then accompany the little girl outside to write a little homework, the little girl also want to send him a small gift to express their gratitude.
The little girl is really polite.
Once the courtesy is over the head becomes alienation.
Now, the little girl has not taken him as her own, Han Shu can not help but feel a little lost.
Han Shu suddenly remembered what he heard Yi Qi’an say at the corner of the stairs: sister never take advantage of others.
Han Shu doesn’t know how Yi Qi’an’s character was developed, but he knows that it must be very tiring for the little girl to live a life where she is always so careful and busy drawing clear boundaries with others.
The first time the girl gave him a serious gift, Han Shu was still a little happy.
On Saturday, Yi Qi’an slept until after eight o’clock before he got up, there was still no one at home except Auntie Chen.
There was no appetite for breakfast, so Yi Qi’an washed up and went straight to the studio.
According to the schedule, this class should be about scene color, so in order not to disturb other students, Yi Qi’an slipped in through the back door without reporting.
The whole classroom is not too big, including Yi Qi’an, there are only a dozen students, except for the students’ drawing boards, the rest of the place is full of plaster statues and altars and jars and other artifacts for practicing still life depiction.
Yi Qi’an came at a bad time, she had just arrived less than three minutes before Jiang Yan finished all the lectures, and left the rest of the time for the students to do their homework freely.
Even so, Jiang Yan had to admit Yi Qi’an’s talent in art.
In general, Yi Qi’an is one of those children with attitude, her works have connotation, personality, openness and introspection coexist, and there is a light depression lurking in the gentle wind.
This is far from what she can create at this age.
Jiang Yan appreciates Yi Qi’an’s painting style, but this does not mean that all art teachers will like Yi Qi’an’s works, after all, her personal style is too strong, to rigid is easy to break, if Yi Qi’an wants to take the path of art exams in the future, it is better to change the brushwork for good.
“Do you want to try some warm tones.”
The hand holding the brush paused in mid-air, Yi Qi’an glanced at Jiang Yan, who nodded to her.
In the palette was a freshly mixed greenish-purple paint. Yi Qi’an considered it for three seconds, and then the brush landed on the board.
Yi Qi’an didn’t listen to Jiang Yan’s opinion, but Jiang Yan wasn’t unhappy either, he just stood quietly behind Yi Qi’an and watched her finish the whole piece.
After the class, the students in the studio were enthusiastically discussing where to go for milk tea and where to play video games, and then finally left in pairs.
Compared to the colorful after-school life of the others, Yi Qi’an was left alone in front of the sink to wash her palette.
The number of palettes is not small, but Yi Qi’an likes to be lazy, so most of the used palettes, Yi Qi’an just threw aside, over time, Yi Qi’an saved a pile of paint condensation palette.
Jiang Yan walked to the other end of the sink and similarly began to clean the teaching utensils.
“Ever thought about taking the art exam?” Most of the children in this class are art candidates, and their future directions are clear, except for Yi Qi’an, who is puzzling to Jiang Yan.
“I don’t know,” Yi Qi’an re-screwed the tap and replied indifferently, “Maybe.”
“If you’re sure you’re good for the art exam, I hope you’ll make good use of the remaining two years to weaken some of your personal style and move closer to the direction of admissions to major schools.”
Yi Qi’an’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and after a long time, she turned to Jiang Yan and said, “Teacher, do you think the score is art?”
“It’s superlative for me to say.” Jiang Yan said jokingly, “Once I also aspired to live as you like, but living as you like requires capital.”
“For students, the capital is the score, you can only get a better school first, to better secure your future, so that you are qualified to think about how to live as you wish.”
Yi Qi’an froze and thought for a short while, then said to Jiang Yan indifferently, “I know.”
I thought the children could be taught, I thought I had saved a good seedling by myself, but Yi Qi’an’s next words made Jiang Yan completely doubt life.
She said, “If this is the truth, I would rather choose to go against it.”