It's all his fault for being an artist!

Chapter 7: Granting Leave, Taking an Inch and Wanting a Mile, Not Accepting Apprentices

Cheng Wang skillfully found the painting materials in Wang Huiming's office and began practicing on the spot.

Watching him make immediate improvements after listening to the analysis, I saw the practical results.

Wang Huiming couldn't help but nod: "Yes, that's exactly it, one stroke is all it takes!"

After that, he gave critiques on each of the sketches and quick sketches.

The content is pretty much the same; they all start with a barrage of praise.

The points of attention that were then pointed out were immediately presented by Cheng Wang, and they matched the suggestions.

These contents are included in Cheng Wang's own associations.

In addition, he also tried some details that Wang Huiming had not mentioned.

"Old Wang, I'm still not entirely satisfied with this part. Do you think it can be fixed like this?"

"You're pretty old-fashioned! Your understanding has improved by leaps and bounds!"

In the three years I've been in the art studio, there has never been a time when the conversation between teacher and student went as smoothly as it did today.

Wang Huiming even had some doubts.

Could it be that I really misjudged him in the past?

wrong.

You read that right.

He's definitely talented!

Drawing skills are one thing, comprehension is another.

From Wang Huiming's perspective, the shortcomings of student-era paintings can be largely compensated for through diligent effort.

However, what truly distinguishes between natural talents is ultimately the "spirituality" of each art student.

The reason why students in the principal's class are able to stand out from those in regular classes is...

This is inextricably linked to their ability to quickly apply what they've learned to other situations after watching the lesson.

This gives them plenty of time to practice and put their acquired knowledge to good use.

Over time, similar teaching models can achieve a result where one plus one is greater than two.

I never really noticed it in the past.

But at least for now, Wang Huiming believes that Cheng Wang's feedback efficiency is absolutely no less than that of the principal's class.

Just as he was feeling sentimental to himself.

Cheng Wang suddenly said, "Old Wang, I suddenly have a feeling."

"you say."

"What are teachers in the principal's class compared to you? You're the teacher with the best eye."

"Hey you bastard, you're even giving me your opinion. Not bad, not bad, you have good taste, even better than your painting skills." Wang Huiming was completely blunt:

"I used to tell you that I didn't want to teach the principal's class, not because I didn't have the teaching ability, you know?"

"It's just that the responsibility is even greater when mentoring students who come in with high starting points. I don't want to be that tired, you know?"

He asked Chengwang in two sentences of dialect, "Do you understand?", which was enough to prove that he was in a good mood.

Wang Huiming couldn't help but scrutinize his beloved student, whom he found disappointing and hopeless.

Why didn't I notice it before? Why is Cheng Wang so pleasing to the eye now?

It seemed as if a huge change had taken place in him, from head to toe.

As for where this feeling of change came from, Wang Huiming himself couldn't say.

If we insist on analyzing it like a work of art, perhaps it's about attitude and temperament?

Wang Huiming has seen many students like him over the years who were troublemakers during their school years but became more composed after graduation and maintained close relationships with their classmates in the studio.

If you study hard before the exam and get a high score, you will achieve great success in the future.

The change that was expected actually happened 7 days before the exam!

It wasn't just his attitude towards learning that changed dramatically; the most crucial factor was his drawing skills.

If it's better than anything else in the industry, then it certainly wouldn't be so insincere.

At least in the senior year of high school, they are capable of producing students of this caliber.

Wang Huiming felt that even after he retired in the future, he would probably still bring up Cheng Wang from time to time and show him off in front of other teachers.

"Okay, you can practice at home by yourself, right? I approve!"

Wang Huiming waved his hand and made the decision.

"Normally, requesting this many days of leave would require the studio principal's approval. But considering your diligent practice and rapid improvement, I'll make up for it with the leave slip."

"By the way, if you're not coming to the art studio before the exam, remember to take all your things with you. Don't find out you've left anything behind on the day of the exam."

"Brother Wang is wise."

"Your way of addressing me is getting increasingly outrageous!"

Wang Huiming laughed and scolded, then waved to indicate that Cheng Wang could leave the office.

immediately.

He seemed to have thought of something else.

I called out to Cheng Wang, who had just finished packing his things and was about to turn around.

"By the way, Xiao Cheng."

Cheng Wang stopped, guessing what was going on in his mind, but pretended not to know and asked with a smile, "Teacher, is there anything else you need to tell your disciple?"

"You're being cheeky again... cough cough, are you going to take those paintings back for reference?"

"Oh, I understand. I don't need it. Teacher, why don't you keep it? In case I make progress in the next few days, I can send you photos, and you can compare them with some of the actual items."

"Oh? Okay, no problem. Feel free to come to me anytime if you have any questions." Wang Huiming was slightly surprised, thought for a moment, and then offered to explain:

"I need to go to the principal to ask for a long leave for you. I need to have something to prove that you are really okay and can just adjust yourself at home."

"And your class is the same; they tend to relax a bit as the exam approaches. Your work is a good opportunity to give them a wake-up call."

Cheng Wang poured all the assignments from the drawing tube onto the table.

Anyway, it's not a real exam question. Given the current state of affairs, I could easily draw a bunch of them.

He would be equally pleased to see the quality of the material if it could be used to its fullest potential and achieve other benefits.

"Hey, Lao Wang, you've worked hard."

"Go home early, and be careful on the road."

"Received!"

"..."

……

Once Wang Huiming is dealt with, dealing with the art studio principal afterwards is no longer my concern.

The number of students arriving at the campus has increased compared to before.

When I entered my classroom, about half of the students were already there.

Looking around, they were basically making the most of every minute, taking advantage of the time before the morning sketching class to practice quick sketches.

Despite the many negative impressions that the outside world has of art students.

For example, those who choose to apply for this major are all wealthy men and women who can easily get by.

They could easily get into a university, and then their families would spend money to embellish their resumes, allowing them to enjoy a refined, bourgeois lifestyle from their university years onward.

Indeed.

It can't be said that it's wrong.

Even in my own art studio, there are many similar cases.

The reason why the principal's class is called the principal's class is that, in addition to selecting students based on their academic level, the tuition fee is also doubled.

However, setting aside those superficial voices, let's take a closer look at the art students as a whole.

Some students are required to study art or other art exam subjects because their academic performance in high school is generally poor.

Some students, on the other hand, have many wonderful fantasies about the art industry and are determined to become well-known designers in a certain field in the future.

Use inspiration and craftsmanship to leave behind proof of what has been.

Let's just talk about the art studio that Cheng Wang sees in front of him right now.

My classmates are no different from ordinary high school students who study in the morning; they use the time that seems to be squeezed out of a sponge to try to create an upward path.

After the joint entrance exams are over and everyone returns to school, they will have to put in even more effort to catch up on their academic performance due to the long period of closed training.

Ultimately, it all comes down to the college entrance examination.

Only those exceptional students who excel in the city-wide joint examinations and break into the top tier can truly enjoy the early liberation from the drudgery of high school.

When he was a student, Cheng Wang would feel indignant about the stigmatization and try to prove that those were prejudices.

Once you're in the company, exhausted to the point of collapse, and can share your experience to show that not everyone in this industry is a rich kid, you'll have long since lost the will to argue.

certainly--

Since I've been reborn, things might be a little different!

What others do is none of my business.

I must prove myself.

"Hey, Chengwang, you're packing your things as soon as you get here?"

"Yes, where did you go yesterday afternoon? The principal even asked Wang Huiming during his rounds why your seat was empty."

"Could it be... Oh my god, exams are coming up soon, are you telling me I'm going to drop out of school now?"

Cheng Wang is usually considered a rather active person.

Seeing his actions after entering the art studio, his classmates quickly started talking amongst themselves.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Please, your drawings aren't even as good as mine, why would I want to drop out of school?"

Cheng Wang waved his hand.

"Old Wang gave me an even more important task, and I rushed home yesterday to finish it."

"What?"

The students in the art studio were all stunned.

Many students who hadn't been interested in what Cheng Wang was going to do stopped what they were doing and started giving him strange looks because of this seemingly absurd boast.

"What's wrong? His secret stash of money was discovered, and he needs you to move it?"

"Hey, my brother Cheng is pretty good, he's done all the tasks."

"Oh—I see. He must have anticipated being scolded by the principal, so he wanted you to be like Xiao Yan, playing dumb to fool others, right?"

"Who knows?" Cheng Wang grinned, not taking the banter between acquaintances to heart, and patted the painting tube behind him:

"Actually, after I handed in my homework to Lao Wang today, he announced on the spot that I had graduated and could no longer teach me any more skills. So, in the few days before the exam, I just asked for leave and went home."

The laughter suddenly intensified.

"Why don't you just say that the principal wants to become your student? That would sound much cooler."

"Okay, transfer me 500 yuan now, and I'll only teach you."

"Get out!"

The little incident briefly enlivened the classroom atmosphere.

The pressure of exam preparation was reduced by Cheng Wang's effortless responses.

Even after he finished packing up and left the classroom, the students' chatter showed no signs of stopping.

Until Wang Huiming suddenly appeared at the classroom door with a stern face.

The students, who had gathered together, scattered like birds and beasts, returning to their respective drawing boards.

"Are you all crazy? Coming to the art studio first thing in the morning, sitting in a row telling jokes, huh? The principal came yesterday, you must have gotten a lot of face, right?"

With a roll of drawing paper tucked under his elbow, Wang Huiming walked steadily onto the classroom podium.

Then.

He surveyed the entire classroom with an expression that suggested an impending storm.