Not to mention anything else, at least the charcoal strokes can allow them to hold their heads up in front of other state and prefecture students who also have such skills. They can also broaden their circle of friends and allow them to go one more path.

After listening to Cen Lan's words, the people present did not say anything for a long time.

But Shao Qingyuan still disagreed. These are all matters of county schools. If you want people to teach charcoal strokes, you can find the right person. This is their responsibility, not Gu Yundong.

However, Gu Yundong nodded, "Yes."

Shao Qingyuan suddenly looked at her and frowned, "Yun Dong..."

"A month is just three hours, I'm fine. And I'm just busy for a while. When everything goes on track, I'll have free time."

She leaned into Shao Qingyuan's ear and whispered, "Actually, to be honest, I have also encountered a bottleneck in this area and want to communicate with people more. These students are young and energetic, and they are just new to this kind of painting. They must have many ideas. Maybe it will be helpful to me, right?"

Gu Yundong likes painting. In his previous life, he had to go to classes because he had no money. In this life, he was rich, but he had no teachers.

But even so, she has maintained this hobby for so many years.

That is, after giving birth, her painting speed slowed down, but she never stopped.

Now that being able to communicate and discuss with people is not a pressure, but a motivation or a enjoyment.

Shao Qingyuan understood, his eyes softened, and he said helplessly, "Since you want to do it, then do it. If you are tired, put down what you have in your hands and concentrate on painting."

"Um."

Gu Yundong agreed with a smile.

The teacher and Master Cao looked at each other, no, they had never expressed their opinions yet.

But although the teacher was a little indecisive, he was a person who could listen to his opinions. Otherwise, he would not have been allowed to act as a domineering person in the county school because of Liu Xun's reasonable advice every time.

Now Cen Lan's words make sense and completely convinced him, so he also felt that Cen Lan's method was feasible.

Mrs. Shao’s paintings... are indeed very spiritual and eye-catching.

The matter was settled like this. Seeing that everyone no longer objected, the teacher said, "Then Mrs. Shao will come. Will we tell the wife about the process of this matter? "

"sure."

Gu Yundong nodded, and when he saw his son looking a little drowsy, he planned to say goodbye.

Unexpectedly, when she reached out and planned to put away the portrait on the table, she realized that the painting was gone.

She was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and searched on the ground, but there was still nothing.

"Where is the painting?"

The teacher and Master Cao both looked confused, only Cen Lan coughed lightly, his eyes drifting a little.

In this way, he instantly pulled everyone's eyes away.

There was no way, Cen Lan could only say, "Madam, I like this painting very much. Can I ask you if I buy this painting? I hope to get some inspiration from it."

Cen Lan knew that Gu Yundong was not short of money, but painting this thing would easily make people criticized if it was given to men and women, so it was more appropriate to buy it.
Chapter completed!