A max-level favor incident, you call this an ordinary student

I heard my father praising Qin Feng again.

Lin Youwei, who was bringing the food, pouted.

"Dad, who is your child between Qin Feng and me?"

"You are a bit biased these days!"

"Why have I never heard you praise me like you just did?"

Looking at his daughter's little appearance, Minister Lin picked up a piece of fish meat with chopsticks.

"look at you!"

"You are engaged in art, but I don’t understand art! Sometimes I want to praise something, but I'm afraid it won't be enough!"

"But I know in my heart that my daughter is quite outstanding."

Lin Youwei had a smile on her face, but she still acted coquettishly.

"Then tell me, who is better, Qin Feng or me?"

This question stopped Minister Lin.

His wife also said jokingly

"Yes, who is better, your daughter or the young man you like?"

Minister Lin rubbed his temples and smiled.

"Forget it Weiwei, why are you adding to the chaos, haha!"

With empty push with both hands, Minister Lin took a sip of Shaoxing.

Tasting the taste in his mouth, he said with a little emotion.

"Weiwei, you and Qin Feng are two completely different people!"

"Your excellence lies in your great progress and development on the path of your specialization!"

"This is related to your natural ability, but because of the direction problem"

"Your excellence is destined to be outstanding alone, do you understand?"

Lin Bu's words are very profound.

The essence of art is the upper line of human aesthetics.

Whether it is the expression of images or abstract generalizations, they are all ways to gain recognition from others from the heart!

Therefore, artists are usually lonely.

Because the music is high-pitched and mediocre, the more diligent you are, the harder it is to find a close friend. This is why it is very difficult for many artists to have the same life as ordinary people.

Because of their innate conditions, they are not ordinary people. People.

However, Lin Youwei did not quite accept this answer.

"I don’t necessarily want to be a great artist, I just like to draw, but I also love life"

"In the future, whether you open a studio or become a teacher in a university, it will be great!"

Lin Bu nodded, as if he was waiting for his daughter's answer.

"Of course, you can choose this life!"

"However, after choosing this kind of life, you have to deal with all kinds of troubles in life!"

"And a large part of these troubles cannot be solved by art!"

"This is realism!"

Lin Youwei seemed to understand Lin Youwei's words.

She seemed to understand a little, but not fully yet.

Looking at her daughter's confused look, Lin Youwei continued.

"Qin Feng, different from you"

"His excellence stems from his personal charm and acting style"

"It is no exaggeration to say that Qin Feng has such high understanding and execution ability at this age."

"I don’t even dare to think about his future development. As long as you don’t make mistakes, the sky is not the limit!"

Lin Youwei dragged her chin

"Then, Qin Feng will not encounter any trouble in reality?"

Lin Bu ordered a glass of wine, and Lin Youwei obediently gave her father a refill.

"Qin Feng will be in trouble"

"However, Qin Feng's excellence is that he is good at solving all kinds of troubles!"

"Create the right conditions, give the right methods, and find the right relationship!"

"In these three aspects, Qin Feng is many times better than many old people in the system!"

"It is no exaggeration to say that as Qin Feng continues to grow. There is no trouble in front of him!"

Lin Youwei took a breath.

She really didn't expect that her father's evaluation of Qin Feng would reach such an extent.

Seeing her daughter and wife, they both didn't believe it.

Lin Bu suddenly laughed.

"Now call Master Cheng and ask how the students assigned by Qin Feng are doing with him?"

Although she didn't understand what her father was doing, Lin Youwei still made the call.

"Um, um, oh, ah? You're welcome, you're too kind! This is all as it should be, Teacher Cheng! Okay, sorry to bother you, bye!"

The phone call ended in less than three minutes.

Lin Youwei sat blankly on the chair.

Lin Bu looked at her daughter's little appearance, took a piece of food and put it in her mouth.

"Dad, how did you guess that Qin Feng would give Master Cheng gifts alone and send money regularly?"

Bu Lin put down his chopsticks and said something. It took a long time for Lin Youwei to realize what he said.

"Be sensitive to things, but cautious in speaking"

"When will you figure this sentence out? When will you understand it?"

"Why did Qin Feng give you another gift without telling you?……"