Full-time Artist

　　 Lin Yuan has become a celebrity in the painting club, and the students who specialize in drawing regard Lin Yuan as a spiritual idol.

　　 But this still doesn't have much effect on him.

　　 As the largest art school in this continent, the number of students in each department is uncommon, and there are too many celebrities of all kinds.

　　Who would remember if it wasn't an important person who was closely related.

　　 The next day.

　　 Lin Yuan's life remains the same.

　　 This morning, Lin Yuan opened his eyes and found that there was a storm outside the house.

　　 He couldn't help but frowned. Such heavy rain is really inconvenient for going out, but he was full again this morning.

　　The phone rang at this time.

　　 The call was from Sun Yaohuo.

　　 His tone was a little cautious: "Scholar, I shouldn't disturb you, right? Didn't you say that you were recording the song last time? When will we start recording? I'm here at any time!"

　　 "Wait for my notice."

　　 Lin Yuan glanced out the window and suddenly said: "Senior Sun, are you free to do me a favor now?"

　　 "What busy?"

　　 "Drive me to school." Lin Yuan remembered that Senior Sun Yaohuo bought a car and mentioned it during the last meal.

　　 "School brother sent me the address."

　　 Sun Yaohuo not only didn't find it troublesome, but his tone was a little excited, so Lin Yuan felt that maybe Sun Yaohuo likes this driving feeling.

　　 half an hour later.

　　 Lin Yuan came to the school in Sun Yaohuo's car.

　　 After parking, Sun Yaohuo opened a black umbrella and got off quickly. While blocking the top of Lin Yuan's car door with the umbrella, he actively helped Lin Yuan in the back seat to open the car door.

　　 The range that the umbrella can cover is limited, which caused his own back not to be covered by the umbrella, and was soaked in the rain.

　　 But he didn't care, and reminded Lin Yuan: "School brother, be careful."

　　 "Thank you, senior."

　　 "What do you say thank you for this matter, the school does not let me drive in. The junior is in the composition department, do you want me to help with the umbrella?" Sun Yaohuo's face is always full of smiles.

"No need to."

　　 "The umbrella is for you."

　　 Sun Yaohuo smiled and handed the black to Lin Yuan, and then he returned to the car and waved goodbye to Lin Yuan, as enthusiastic as ever.

　　 "Goodbye."

　　 Lin Yuan also waved his hand, then walked to the classroom with an umbrella.

　　 Put the umbrella away, Lin Yuan found that the atmosphere in the classroom was a bit wrong.

　　 Even the squad leader who is always very energetic, today is like a frosted eggplant, the whole person is sluggish.

　　 Everyone was complaining all about:

　　 "Who was on duty yesterday, he left the window without closing."

　　 “It’s fine if you don’t close the windows normally. At most, the classroom gets some water, but this time it’s really a bit troublesome. The blackboard paper we finally made was ruined by the rain!”

"Yes."

　　 "Because the windows were not closed, the squad leader and the literary committee, they worked hard for half a month to prepare the blackboard newspaper, and now it is mostly destroyed."

　　 The blackboard newspaper is made of chalk.

　　 Chalk is always scared of water. It was only natural that a night of heavy rain would ruin half of the blackboard newspaper.

　　 "This is over."

　　 "You can only make do with the remedy, but everyone don't expect to win the prize, because the time is too late, let alone our full class this morning, the time is even more tight."

　　 "……"

　　 Lin Yuan looked at the blackboard newspaper after hearing the words.

　　 Indeed, the literature and art group in the class started to work on this blackboard two weeks ago.

　　 For this blackboard newspaper, they put a lot of effort into it, and sometimes they went back to the dormitory until late at night.

　　 Now the hard work is ruined, and Lin Yuan is replaced, and I am not in a good mood.

At this moment.

　　 A girl with glasses in the corner raised her hand and said in a crying voice: "I was on duty yesterday. Because I was walking in a hurry, I forgot to close the windows. I'm sorry everyone..."

　　 "It's okay, don't blame you."

Squad leader Cao Bin forbeared the disappointment and comforted: "No one thought it would rain today. Yesterday the weather forecast said it was sunny. I also blamed our classroom for the unreasonable design. The blackboard at the back was too close to the window. Like our classroom."

"What now?"

　　Arts committee member Yan Mengjia's voice was a little hoarse: "The Blackboard News was selected in the afternoon, and the teacher in charge of the selection would not care if we were ruined by the rain."

To know.

　　 This blackboard newspaper was completed after everyone has been busy for half a month. The effect is very good. It is aimed at the sophomore group blackboard newspaper champion!

last year.

　　 is that Yan Mengjia led a few students in the class who can draw, published a blackboard newspaper, and won the championship of the big group.

　　 Available now.

　　 There is only half a day left before the selection, but the good blackboard newspaper was ruined by the rain, and it was too late to remedy it, which made everyone sweating in anxiety——

　　 Qin Yi has a blackboard newspaper every year.

　　 Blue Star has a very strong artistic atmosphere.

　　 As an art school, Qin Yi pays more attention to this.

　　 So each class is very concerned about the selection of blackboard newspaper.

　　Some of the blackboard newspapers that won each year can be displayed on the official campus website, so that the class will show up, the school will also give some benefits and even credits to encourage the students, which can be described as a good show.

　　 "Let’s go to class first."

　　The squad leader said: "Remedy in your spare time. You can do as much as you can. You don't have to be too sad. Anyway, there is no punishment for not doing well."

　　 Everyone nodded.

But in today’s class, everyone did not have much thoughts, especially the group of people responsible for publishing the blackboard newspaper, and their faces were full of sadness. Yan Mengjia, the art committee member in charge of the newspaper, was in a very depressed state~www.wuxiaspot.com ~No way.

　　 Whenever in class.

　　 Everyone will remedy it.

　　 Unfortunately, the effect of this remedy is not good. The left and right traces are too obvious, which makes the blackboard look a little fuzzy, and the simple style on the right is incompatible with the delicate picture on the left.

　　 noon.

　　Arts committee member Yan Mengjia and others did not leave and reported to the blackboard in a daze. The monitor Cao Bin couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but said, "Everyone, go to the cafeteria for dinner first, and come over to make some remedy after dinner."

　　 "What else can I do?"

　　 Yan Mengjia shrugged and walked out of the classroom.

　　 Other people in the blackboard group also left one after another.

　　 Waiting for a few people to leave, Cao Bin did not follow out, just raised his head, and stared at the unsatisfactory blackboard.

　　 At this time.

　　 Behind Cao Bin, a slightly familiar voice suddenly heard: "Or, let me try?"

"what?"

　　 Cao Bin discovered that there was still a person in the classroom: "Lin Yuan?"

　　 Lin Yuan is not only Cao Bin’s classmate, but also Cao Bin’s former roommate, but now Lin Yuan has moved out to live.

　　 But the relationship between the two is pretty good.

　　 Few people have a bad relationship with Lin Yuan. Besides, Cao Bin is still a responsible monitor. He is very popular among his classmates, and he takes good care of Lin Yuan, who is in poor health.

　　 "Can you paint?"

　　 There was a glimmer of hope in Cao Bin's eyes.

　　 Then he suddenly thought of something, and sighed: "Even if you can paint, we don't have enough time. We will start the blackboard in the afternoon."

　　 "Enough time."

　　 After Lin Yuan finished speaking, he took out his cell phone and dialed Zhong Yu's number.