More than seven years ago, when I was in the preparatory class of Ukrainian University, I couldn't understand what the Russian teacher taught, and I just mingled with a group of domestic students in my native language environment all day long, and I didn't understand this truth. Therefore, I was bored and wandered around and played around in that distant Eastern European city. I wasted my time even if I couldn't learn anything, even if I had to be a tourist, until I got into the military clubs that could be seen everywhere in combat nations and embarked on another path of no return for professionals.

It is obvious that He Qing is a qualified painting teacher. He talked happily in the morning. During the lunch break, everyone was asked to prepare painting white paper and painting boards. On the outskirts of the warehouse and factory room, the students were asked to draw the perspective scenes they saw in front of them. Of course, the painting board, white paper and even pencils were bought by the students themselves at the convenience store on the inside of the door of the training institution.

Principal Wu plucked his hair and earned every penny, including soda cigarettes...

This perspective course, which lasts for a week, not only cultivates students' rational analysis of the scenes they see and the application of perspective principles, but also cultivates everyone's painting skills.

At least this day, Buck felt that the crooked indoor scenes he had hand-painted on his PDA or his notebook were as childish and ridiculous as the princess dolls drawn by a primary school girl.

He Qing's teaching method is very simple: "When you sit anywhere, you can find that the scene in front of you has a perspective relationship of near, far and small, and you can move the three-dimensional scene in front of you to a flat paper. Even if you master this technology, this is a technology that accompany all your professional careers and can be practiced at any time. Of course, novices can choose to face objects with clearer parallel perspectives such as roads, rails, and buildings, and then gradually turn to angle perspective. Getting started is a long process, and we are just a crash course..."

After class, Fatty Wu also went to the classroom to ask if there were anyone who needed to stay and study. The training institution provided one-stop service for food and accommodation!

Buck couldn't help but want to pat the boss in his thirties on the shoulder and praise him as a talent. He rode a white motorcycle and galloped away under the unconcealed enthusiasm of a few female students.

The rider's legs were weak, and Buck felt that as long as he had time, he should pick up Zhou Xiaoli from get off work. He was really fine.

However, when I left the warehouse area of ​​the training institution, I passed outside the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, I saw Fang Lingying wearing a short windbreaker standing on the side of the road with a box. Buck only glanced at it and felt that the box was as big as a head. Needless to say, it was mostly filled with dead skulls!

He smiled and slid the car over, and the same sentence: "Beautiful girl, can you sit on the motorcycle? Don't have money..."

In fact, Fang Lingying, who heard the motorcycle roar and turned around and glanced at it, then realized who it was: "You? The surname Ba, where did you get such an explosive motorcycle? Well, the helmet looks very good and very stylish!" As she said that, she took two steps back and scanned Buck's appearance with the eyes of looking at the bone rack on the operating table: "How come I feel like I'm refreshing..."

After frowning, he suddenly came to a conclusion: "Did the girl who sold the house bought this new car for you? Are you in love?"

A woman’s sixth sense is very magical, and the sixth sense of a female policeman is probably going to double the magical!

Even with his helmet, Buck was shocked and pushed away his transparent mask: "Are you a forensic or a detective?"

Fang Lingying smiled: "I guessed it right?" He held the small box with both hands, and looked at Buck's eyes without blinking for a moment, as if he wanted to judge that he was telling the truth.

Buck nodded: "She really bought the car for me. That thing ruined my broken motorcycle. She is thanking me. Are you in love? She is a good person. If you have the chance, you can find out."

Fang Lingying still smiled: "Then congratulations, the helmet is new, please wear it for me. I have thought it was a very powerful thing to wear a helmet since I was a child." Then she came over without hesitation and rode. She was wearing white tight jeans, so she didn't have to worry about exposing herself. Buck still reached out and took her hand and guided her to step on the back seat pedal and sat on the right way. Speaking of which, the back seat of this motorcycle is really high, but Fang Lingying cleverly placed the small box between the two, otherwise she would easily lie on Buck's back.

Buck helped her buckle the strap on her chin: "Where to go?"

Fang Lingying was still feeling the freshness of the huge helmet on her head: "Municipal Police Brigade, my car has been sent for maintenance. Both front shock absorbers have problems. So just make a modification. Don't say it, I really like this kind of powerful and beautiful thing. Miss Zhou has vision." This sentence has a very pun.

Buck started to rush oil and speed up, Fang Lingying's feelings were more intuitive than Zhou Xiaoli: "Well... this is a motorcycle. What's the one you used to be? You broke that way, you have no confidence at all. Not bad, I'll feel it if you raise the speed..." But Buck just whimpered and pulled the speed to nearly 80 kilometers, and she quickly patted her shoulder: "Okay, just experience it, normal mind, normal mind, just use a normal speed of 30 to 40 kilometers, I'm not in a hurry."

Buck laughed: "I'll hurry!"

Fang Lingying can really go to the criminal investigation department: "Do you want to pick up Xiao Zhou?"

Barker doesn't deny: "The cars are bought by others, so you have to do something."

Fang Lingying jumped in thinking: "Well, you should be more attentive when chasing others, huh? The BMW and Volkswagen cars you used to drive for you, right?" The one who was originally holding Buck's backpack now also grasped the handles on both sides of the rear seat, as if he wanted to draw a clear line.

Buck laughed: "Do I look so pretty?"

Fang Lingying mocked him: "Look at you, you are dressed like a human being now, your shirt and jeans are clean and tidy, and they are completely different from when you barbecue. Only those in love will do this." It turned out that it was because of this judgment.

Buck still laughed, Fang Lingying provoked: "You probably won't buy this kind of motorcycle, so... do you have the courage to walk from the car wash shop?"

Buck hehe: "Forget it, you don't know the girl's hot temper. The point is that I have resigned from the car wash shop. Why are you going to wander around if you have nothing to do?" Before he knew it, he also liked to keep the focus on his lips.

Fang Lingying expressed surprise at his execution: "Really? What decoration training class have you started to study?"

Buck was finally able to counter-sarcastic: "Look at what training class you introduced... It's a total fraud class. Fortunately, I have a good mentality. If a poor man is selling his own way to study for training, it's really a big problem!"

Fang Lingying laughed in her helmet. She mostly understood what most of these straw teams were like, but when communicating with Buck, she felt a rare kind of relaxation and conspiracy.
Chapter completed!