Chapter 249: mental problems 1
Chapter 249 Mental Problem 1
Qian Yiman could hear the regret in his voice, and smiled and reached out to touch his head.
"Although I am your teacher, I support you more in doing what you like. If you do something you don't like, no matter how successful you are, you will have regrets. It's just that parents...especially a wealthy family like yours, would rather It’s the son who inherits the legacy from his father.”
“Little brother Qianqian, do you really support me?”
Qian Yiman smiled and nodded, but changed the subject. "While taking into account what you like, you still have to study hard. The future is yours. When filling out the college entrance examination application form in the future, you can fill in the 'Z National Academy of Fine Arts'. Smart people will move forward bravely for what they like. Rather than delaying other things for one thing, as your teacher, I still hope you will study hard. "
Tang Xinghai held his mouth unhappily. "I'm not good at studying. I've studied very hard during this period, but my grades are still at the bottom of the school."
“There are no fools in this world, only people who don’t work hard. You have not climbed from the tenth to last to the fortieth. This is also progress.”
Qian Yiman, as a person who has a photographic memory and has studied well since childhood, naturally cannot understand the dizzy feeling of a poor student when he reads a book.
Qian Yiman and he prepared a confession and waited for Chi Youqing to come to the door.
She was confident that Chi Youqing would come to see Tang Yuzhe today, and she was not worried at all that she would not come. As long as she came, the second round of evil tactics would begin.
After hearing Qian Yiman’s plan, Tang Xinghai moved a little further away from Teacher Qian Qian. "Sure enough, women are the most poisonous people. You can think of such despicable ways to punish people."
Qian Yiman raised his hand and shuddered violently. "How do you talk? Do you have to do exercises again?"
She bought "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" to serve Master Tang San well.
As soon as Tang Xinghai heard this, he ran around with his head in his hands and ran away immediately. He didn’t want to do exercises, he wanted to draw.
After Tang Xinghai left, Qian Yiman walked around his studio and saw several paintings in the corners covered by cloth. He stretched out his hand to lift the canvas.
There are at least five or six paintings, all of which are of the same person, with various portraits including angry, smiling, sad and sad. Those gentle eyes looked forward, as if staring at her, and her facial features were even more familiar, because she also knew this girl.
It was Yang Yanliu, the beauty of her class. She had seen Tang Xinghai and Yang Yanliu quarreling, but she didn't expect that there were several portraits of her hidden in the corner.
She seemed to know something. Sixteen-year-old boys and girls are beautiful, full of youth, and ignorant of love.
Qian Yiman received a text message from Tang Xinghai informing Chi Youqing that she was here. She immediately covered the painting with a canvas and went out to watch the show.
In the living room, Chi Youqing approached Tang Yuzhe with a pitiful little face. Tang Yuzhe, who abided by his wife's rules, refused Chi Youqing's close contact, which made the scene very funny, with one approaching and the other hiding.
“Brother Yu, it’s not okay for me to be angry. I shouldn’t be angry with you.”
Tang Yuzhe looked at Chi Youqing with a confused expression and frowned slightly. "what are you saying."
"Yesterday was Youqing's fault. I shouldn't have been harsh to Brother Yu. Brother Yu should also understand that I waited for you all day before I would be in a bad mood and get angry at you. I really...please forgive me!"
Chi Youqing's eyes turned red, tears fell down, and she cried so hard that it was so lovable.
"Why are you crying? It seems that I have bullied you. I really don't understand what you are talking about." Tang Yuzhe said impatiently, and the expression on his face became cold.
(End of this chapter)