Chapter 122

Your great Mars cup was set. You were determined to have ten thousand words yesterday, but you gave gifts all day, and you haven't finished the task until now - it seems that it's 6:30 in the morning, and the codeword speed of my cup... So it seems that there is no causal relationship between today's third watch and tomorrow's third watch. Therefore, I don't know why you got this.

The first is now.

"Everyone must have his favorite thing in his heart, so we draw our favorite thing today, whether it's people, things, scenery, good or bad, difficult or easy, with our own brush. If you can't even outline your favorite things, then learning painting skills will be completely meaningless. Think carefully and draw by hand. It doesn't matter if the painting is not good, as long as you really work hard. "

Ye Wuchen successfully ignited their enthusiasm. He didn't explain any painting skills, there was no so-called demonstration, and didn't let them draw with him one by one in the boring. Instead, he asked them to cheer up, gather their mind and try to draw their favorite things.

Hua Buhao was stunned to see that the painting class has always been lifeless, filled with fire like enthusiasm, and the faces of those students who usually follow the rules are all unprecedented seriousness and dedication.

"What you teach them is what I call dead painting." Ye Wuchen went to Hua Buhao and said in a low voice, trying not to disturb the students who drew with their heart, "your method is to copy your painting method to them, let them draw what they draw, and let them draw how they draw. It should be noted that everyone has different personality and style, which also determines that everyone has his own style when painting, that is, painting style. As a teacher, we should pay attention to cultivating their own unique painting style. Only the most suitable style can make them progress at the fastest speed. The rigid way will only distort or even stifle their unique style and make them enter the country slowly. Even more serious, they will forget why they want to paint and give up painting. "

He turned his head, smiled at the enthusiastic students and said, "their enthusiasm now is because they have found a reason to learn painting... They can describe and keep their favorite things."

It is conceivable that ye Wuchen's words shocked Artemisia annua. The unprecedented high interest of these students has been proved by iron. His words almost completely overturned the way he taught people to paint over the years, but he didn't feel half unconvinced in his heart. He bowed his head and said in shame, "I really woke up after listening to Mr. Ye's teachings today. It turns out that while I have been teaching people these years, I am also making mistakes! "

Ye Wuchen shook his head: "Sir, you are serious. It's easy to say, but it's relatively difficult to do. Especially if you take care of so many people at one time, it will be many times harder than before. "

Hua Buhao lowered his waist again and said seriously, "no! For a teacher, the most gratifying thing is that his students can surpass themselves. Childe Ye's words show me the way. How can I be lazy. Even if you are tired, you are at ease. "

Such a large studio is full of the sound of brush rubbing paper, rustling, but no one speaks, all concentrate, do not disturb others, let alone be disturbed by others. Even long huang'er painted there honestly, but her sitting posture was not very elegant, and her posture of holding a pen was terrible, but her face was rare and serious. Those bright eyes steal at ye Wuchen from time to time.

Isn't it me? Ye Wuchen couldn't help thinking of it.

"Teacher, I've finished painting!"

After a long time, the little girl first asked by Ye Wuchen raised her hand and shouted, inadvertently calling him a teacher. Ye Wuchen walked over, looked at the picture for a while, and whispered, "do you think this phoenix feather flower is the same as what you think in your heart?"

"Different."

"What's the difference?"

"Well... The shape of the flowers is not really beautiful. The leaves are a little wide, and... The collocation is very uncoordinated."

"Well, since you can see that those places are different from what you think, you can adjust them better next time, right?"

The little girl immediately nodded confidently, "Hmm! I'm sure I can. I'm sure I can draw the most perfect phoenix feather flower for the teacher to see soon. "

She took off the previous drawing paper and described it carefully again on the new drawing paper. There was no impatience and boredom in her expression, and she was still so focused.

Ye Wuchen quietly walked around the back of the studio, then walked behind long huang'er and looked at the drawing board in front of her. Suddenly, he was like being struck by a sky thunder. He wanted to cover his eyes and escape immediately... This is not me, it must not be me.

Long huang'er peeked forward, but didn't find ye Wuchen's figure. She looked back subconsciously and saw ye Wuchen standing behind him with a very strange expression. As frightened as she was, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover her drawing board, then put her hand down, smiled and said, "do I look good?"

"... whether it looks good or not, what is this you drew?" Ye Wuchen asked carefully for fear of getting the answer he expected. At this time, he had no courage to take another look.

"Of course it's you. Because I found that my favorite person now is you. " Long huang'er said happily.

Ye Wuchen: "

"Princess, tell me honestly, do you like painting?" Ye Wuchen said weakly. He was amazed at how high he could draw people like this.

Long huang'er thought for a while and said honestly, "I don't like... But I don't like learning etiquette. What else is needlework and women's morality... They are so annoying."

"Shall we... Sneak out to play?" Ye Wuchen said. Even at the risk of Long Yin's anger, he really couldn't bear to let long huang'er spoil his image.

Long Huang's eyes brightened and she almost jumped up without excitement. Ye Wuchen raised his index finger, made a hiss, went to Hua Buhao and said, "Mr. Hua, princess, her heart is not painting, she can't force it. Interest is the best teacher. You can't force it out. So I want to take the princess to look elsewhere, find something she likes, and come back tomorrow. If the emperor sends someone to ask, you just need to answer that the princess will come with me and go with me. There is no suspicion of bullying the king. "

Although Hua Buhao was reluctant to give up, he was overjoyed to hear that he would come tomorrow. He respectfully said, "please help yourself, young master Ye. I will answer according to what young master ye said. As for the students, I already know what to do. "

Next, he will guide and induce one by one according to ye Wuchen's method.

When ye Wuchen and long huanger went out, Hua Buhao rushed to the stage at an amazing speed, carefully rolled up the drawing paper with the words "ye Wuchen" and held it in her hand, shaking excitedly all over her body.

What famous master's calligraphy is worthless in front of the three words of Childe Ye!

"Where shall we play?" Long huang'er was as excited as a bird out of a cage.

"Didn't the princess say she had never been out of Tianlong city? Let's go out of town and play. "

"Wow! Really? is that true? Don't lie! "

"Of course it's true. Except me, your father didn't send anyone to follow you today, so he won't know even if he leaves the city. " Ye Wuchen said with a smile and led her to the nearest north gate. Feeling the little princess's inner joy, he suddenly had a subtle and warm sense of satisfaction. Of course, there is also a sense of taboo to abduct the princess.

"Great, great, I always thought you were a bad guy. Now I know you are so good... I really like you more and more." Long huang'er said with joy. Going out of the city, the most normal thing for ordinary people in the city, is the princess's extravagant hope that she can't achieve her wish for many years. Under the bright appearance of the imperial house, there are too many helplessness.

"Shh! Keep your voice down. It would be bad if they recognized you as Princess Feihuang. "

They were thieves all the way to the north, which was the route that ye Wuchen first came to Tianlong city from the north.

The guards at the north gate of Tianlong city have never seen long huang'er. In addition, they have long been dazzled by passers-by. They will no longer deliberately observe who. Ye Wuchen and long huang'er go out of the north without any barrier. Then long huang'er shouted wildly and ran forward.

"I'm out of town, I'm out of town!"

Like the Canary who has completely gained freedom, she looked at the blue sky, breathed the pure air here, and burst into a crisp smile.

The farther away from the city, the fewer pedestrians. Since entering Tianlong City, this is also the first time ye Wuchen came to the north of the city.

"Princess, where do you want to go?"

"Hum, now I don't like you calling me princess... You have to call me huang'er." The Dragon Phoenix son wrinkly small nose says.

"OK. Then, where does huang'er want to play? " Ye Wuchen asked with a smile.

"As long as you don't go back to the palace, you can go anywhere." She said somewhat capriciously.

"Well... Shall we catch fish? There is a shallow stream in front of us. When I came back with your royal brother, I caught fish there before entering the city. "

"Catch fish?" This is undoubtedly a new and exciting word for long huang'er. She nodded quickly, "take me, I'm going."

The stream is murmuring, and the water is not knee deep. It is very clear. You can see large and small fish swimming. Such a stream has almost disappeared in ye Wuchen's memory. It can be seen everywhere in this world.

There were all kinds of artificial ponds and lakes in the palace, and longhuang'er saw the stream for the first time. The gurgling sound was like fairy music in her ears. The eyes are shining with eyes that are purer than the stream.

She took off her shoes, carried her skirt and stood barefoot on the bluestone in the stream, enjoying the feeling of being gently stroked by the water. Heart, never had a comfortable and quiet. The natural flow of water was heaven to her.

"Well, don't stand around, we're here to catch fish. Only the fish you catch is the most delicious. Doesn't huang'er want to eat the fish you catch? "

Ye Wuchen held a struggling carp in his hand, with a demonstration like smile on his face.

(P: 1, Happy Mid Autumn Festival and have a baby early!)（ p: 2. The above painting theory is pure nonsense. If there are similarities, it is even more nonsense. Please don't blindly teach your children because of personal worship.){ Thank you for your support. Your support is our greatest motivation}this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation