"Ah?" Jin Bao looked at her master blankly, "Yeah, that's right..."
Hao Zhan's handsome and elegant features were accompanied by a faint smile, like a humble and polite elder. His voice was gentle and soothing: "Don't worry, I will teach you those complicated theoretical knowledge slowly."
After saying that, he returned the paper in his hand to Jinbao, "No need to change it. I will arrange a defense for your paper next week. There will be several other teachers in the department present. If they all agree, they think
If there are no problems, then this paper can be archived as your undergraduate thesis."
Jinbao took the paper and said, "Thank you, Professor Hao...thank you, master."
"Are you still struggling?" After Hao Zhan asked, she nodded slightly and said patiently, "You don't have to put so much pressure on yourself. I told you that you are the most talented student I have ever seen, and I will definitely train you well.
of."
Looking into his eyes, Jinbao had an idea in her mind. She couldn't live up to her master's expectations. He trusted her so much that she must go all out to learn from him. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. No matter how difficult mathematics is, it will always be successful.
Can be learned.
"Master, I won't back down anymore, I will definitely follow you and learn hard." Jinbao said.
Hao Zhan showed a pleased smile, his warm eyes bright, "Okay."
As she walked out of the teacher's office building, a voice not far away called her, "Jin Bao..."
Jin Bao looked in the direction of the sound and happily called "Third Brother", then turned and waved to Hao Zhan and said, "Master, my brother is here to see me. I'll leave first."
"Yeah." Hao Zhan nodded.
Jinbao ran to her third brother, with a smile on her face, "Third brother, why did you come to me suddenly today? I haven't seen you in so many days, and I have wanted to find you several times."
What Jinbao didn't expect was that her third brother asked: "Did Lu Feng come to pester you?"
"Ah?" Jinbao's eyes subconsciously dodge, "Third brother, why did you suddenly mention him?"
"Tell me the truth, did he come to your school to look for you?" Su Wennian frowned, "I went to your dormitory to look for you before, but I didn't see you. Your roommate told me that there was a boy about the same height as me.
I often come to see you, is this person Lu Feng?"
"Not...not often, only two...three times?" Jin Bao tried to remember.
Su Wennian shook his fist angrily, "That guy!"
Seeing him turning around to leave, Jin Bao grabbed him anxiously, "Third brother, where are you going?"
"I want to teach him a lesson!" Su Wennian's eyes were cold and cold, and there was a sharp aura in his voice. "I have warned him many times, but he still comes to harass you."
"He is very annoying, but I agreed to be his oil painting model. Although I said it in a hot head at the time, I agreed after all, and..."
Su Wennian looked at his sister in confusion, "And what?"
"I'm a little curious and want to know what it will look like in the painting," Jinbao hesitated for a while and said, "I saw the skirt painted by Lu Feng before. It's very beautiful. I know you may find it strange when I say this, but
It's really beautiful.
It's not a shirt and trousers that are as spacious and baggy as a bucket, but a beautiful skirt. What would it look like to be painted wearing such clothes? I want to try it at my current age, and you can think of me as a rebel.
"
Su Wennian looked at his sister deeply for a while, "Jin Bao..."
Jinbao was so well-behaved, she had been well-behaved since she was a child, and she never let her parents worry about her. He never thought that she would have a rebellious period, but what kind of rebellion is this? It is normal for girls to love beauty.
What is wrong is not Jinbao, but the social environment in which this woman will be criticized whenever she dresses up nicely! When oppression becomes the norm, normality is misunderstood as abnormality.
"Third brother," Jin Bao felt a surge of worry and self-blame in his heart, "Are you very angry? I clearly promised you that I would not model for Lu Feng, but I broke my promise and kept it from you. I'm sorry.
ah."
Su Wennian patted Jinbao's head tenderly, "It's my fault for not asking you what you think..."
He seemed to have thought of something, and laughed self-deprecatingly, "When I was a child, I was disgusted with my father's education method. I would directly deny the prohibition without communicating. As a result, when I grew up, I became like him. I never asked you what you like and want to do.
What, Jinbao, I’m sorry.”
"Third brother, what are you talking about? You didn't do anything wrong, why are you apologizing to me?"
"I just feel that my brother is not qualified for his job."
After saying that, he looked down at Jinbao and continued: "As for being an oil painting model, I won't stop you, but I hope I can participate. Do you agree?"
"ah?"
"Jin Bao wants to be painted beautifully, right?" Su Wennian's elegant eyes sparkled with love, "I think I can draw better than Lu Feng."
Before Jinbao could recover, her third brother had already left.
In the evening, at the Academy of Fine Arts, Lu Feng got the finished clothes from the tailor and returned to his dormitory.
The number of students enrolled in the Academy of Fine Arts this year is not large. Although Su Wenian and Lu Feng's dormitory is a four-person dormitory, only two of them live there.
"Did you get the skirt back?" Su Wenian's voice made the smile on Lu Feng's lips freeze slightly.
He felt guilty for no reason, "Ah? What kind of skirt?"
As he spoke, he subconsciously hid his skirt behind his back.
"Isn't it the dress you asked the tailor to tailor-make for my sister?" Su Wennian stepped forward, stretched out his hand towards Lu Feng and said, "Take it out and let me see what it looks like."
"Ah? You...you know everything?"
"Yeah." Su Wennian's hand was always stretched out, with no intention of putting it down.
Lu Feng subconsciously took a step back and asked with a worried look on his face: "You don't know how to cut off your clothes, do you?"
"Don't worry, Jinbao said the skirt you designed is very beautiful. I just want to admire it and won't cut it off, but..." Su Wennian changed the subject and said, "If this dress can't pass my test, I will
I won’t let Jin Bao wear it.”
After Lu Feng heard what he said, he gritted his teeth and struggled for a while before handing out the clothes.
"The old lady does have two brushes. The skirt basically meets my expectations. It's just that the wrinkles on the waist are a little bit worse. I plan to process it myself." Lu Feng said.
Su Wennian picked up the skirt and looked at it for a while, and a beautiful and romantic oil painting came to mind. Especially when he thought that the person wearing the skirt was Jin Bao, the beauty came to his face even more.
I have to admit that Lu Feng's aesthetics are indeed quite high...
"How?" Lu Feng sounded worried, "Do you agree? Don't worry, I'm just painting."
"I agree with Jinbao wearing this dress, and I also agree with you painting her," Su Wennian said, "but I have one condition."
Lu Feng, who was still relieved, immediately frowned, "What are the conditions?"
"Add me as a painter." There was an irresistible toughness in Su Wennian's cold voice.