Chapter 81

The next day was Sunday, and Lin Yuan went to work as usual.

In today's Qinzhou art college, the Department of fine arts is facing a collective examination.

The examination time is one day.

Watercolor in the morning and sketch in the afternoon.

This day's examination not only challenges the students' painting level, but also challenges the physical strength of the art department tutors -

the art department tutors need to give good marks to the students' scores on the same day, so that they can directly announce them the next day.

Time is tight.

After the exam, the students returned to their dormitories.

The tutors of the art department had to stay in the office and work overtime to correct the papers.

It wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that the tutors of the art department finished grading one after another.

In a big office of the art department.

Kong an, a professor in the Department of painting, stretched out and said with a smile, "it's over at last. Have you found that the students' sketch scores seem to have improved a lot this semester?"

"Yes."

Kong an's words aroused the sympathy of all sketch tutors.

Anyway, after the test paper was changed, everyone was waiting for the final statistics of the results and chatting:

"the progress is really great."

"I approved 100 paintings, and I came across more than a dozen excellent sketches. Before, there were at most three or five."

"The next door began to record results, it is estimated that the average score of sketch this time is much higher than that of last semester."

“……”

One of the sketch teachers said: "recently, there is a child in the painting society who is teaching drawing for free. This year, the sketch performance of the art department has been improved as a whole. I think he has a share of the credit."

"I heard that, too."

A female sketch teacher drinking coffee said, "there is a student in our class who has a very poor sketch foundation. After learning from him twice, his level has really improved greatly."

"The one who teaches listening and speaking is also a student, and it's not from our art department."

Drinking coffee, the teacher said with regret: "so can teach, I sketch level must be very good, why did not apply to our art department at the beginning."

"And this?"

Kong an couldn't help picking his eyebrows.

As a fine arts professor specializing in sketch, he seldom teaches by himself.

Occasionally give students classes, is also the kind of large-scale open class, to face too many students, light points will take half a day, so do not know this situation.

"I listen to the students."

The sketch tutor by the window said with a smile: "the child's name seems to be Lin Yuan. He is a sophomore majoring in composition. Recently, he goes to the painting society to teach at a fee every day. His price is not cheap."

Kong an asked, "how much is it?"

Someone said, "five hundred and one hours."

Kong an was stunned: "good guy, I'm only a thousand yuan an hour as a tutor for my students..."

As a distinguished professor of Qin Yi, Kong an's professional title is there, and he specializes in sketch. He is also a figure in the painting industry, so he dares to charge 1000 yuan an hour!

As a result, a student who has not yet graduated, even dare to ask for 51 hours?

Is it cheaper to charge by yourself?

Or is that student charging too much?

Do you think our art students are fat sheep?

Noticing Kong an's dissatisfaction, the coffee drinking instructor said with a smile, "I can't compare with the Big Dipper in your industry, but that child really has two brushes. Many students have improved greatly after learning from him. As a result, I feel it's quite worthwhile to charge 51 hours."

Kong an slightly accentuated the tone: "in any case, it's just a student, this atmosphere is not good."

"Sure enough, Professor Kong, you think so, too?"

On the side of Kong an's body, a male sketch teacher snorted: "in fact, I'm not used to it. If you come forward to criticize it and stop it in your capacity, you can definitely put an end to this phenomenon"

this male sketch teacher doesn't like Lin yuan very much.

Because once during a break, he heard several students talk that his teaching level was not as good as Lin Yuan's.

I'm a senior sketch tutor. I'm not as good as a sophomore. I'm very angry.

"Lao Gao, that's not right."

The coffee drinking tutor frowned and said, "it's true that after Lin Yuan finished teaching, the students' sketch scores have improved. Moreover, the students in his teaching class are all willing to spend money. What's wrong is that they didn't steal or rob."

"Just a few examples."

The male tutor, who is called Lao Gao, said faintly: "you don't need to enlarge the credit of that student. In the case of your own sketch level, the one-to-one teaching mode can really improve the students' performance in a short time. But we are teachers. We have to teach a whole class. This is the overall situation that we as sketch tutors should have. Do you only teach one in class Students? "

Don't turn a blind eye to the coffee instructor.Lao Gao is not amused. He has a stinky face.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a staff member said: "Professor Kong, the score statistics are good, have a look."

"Well."

Kong an took a look at the score sheet, glanced at the top 50 students in the exam, and suddenly asked, "is there something wrong with the system? Why do all the students have an L behind their names?"

"It's not a system problem."

The staff member said with a bitter smile: "I don't know why. Anyway, in this exam, many students with good grades have added this letter after their names. I can't confirm it with the student ID card, so I just recorded it according to the students' names."

Kong an discontented: "nonsense."

The coffee teacher said, "let me have a look."

Kong an gives her the report card.

When she looked at it for the first time, she was confused, but when she looked at it for the second time, she seemed to suddenly understand something. She couldn't laugh or cry for a moment and said, "I seem to understand. Come and have a look. By the way, you can claim your students."

What's going on?

Still claiming students?

Other tutors couldn't help being curious. They took the transcripts one after another and looked at them. After taking them for a few seconds, everyone's expression became strange.

"What's the matter?"

Kong an felt puzzled.

What mysterious code can the letter "L" be?

A teacher said awkwardly: "the third student with letters is Zhong Yu, a student in our class He seems to be I have taught Lin Yuan many times... "

The second teacher said, "Pang Bo, the fourth in our class, has also taken Lin Yuan's teaching class."

The third teacher said, "this is the sixth..."

"And the eighth..."

"Well, there's ninth and tenth."

“……”

Thirty nine of the top 50 students on their transcripts have put the capital letter "L" after their names.

Kong an was a little anxious: "what's the matter?"

The coffee drinking tutor finally finished his coffee: "Professor Kong, these students are really a bit of a fool. All the students who add letters after their names have one thing in common, that is, they all took Lin Yuan's teaching class!"

Another mentor interface: "L, I'm afraid it means Lin Yuan."

This situation is a bit embarrassing. Most of the top 50 students in the sketch examination are taught by Lin Yuan?

"I see."

Kong an took a deep breath, looked at the report card and said, "I'll go to the headmaster."

Lao Gao, the sketch tutor, said excitedly: "we must find the headmaster! These students are so lawless! Especially Lin Yuan! This is contempt for our art department

"What are you talking about?"

Kong an glared at Lao Gao with a complicated expression and said, "I'm the first time to meet such a student after living for so many years. Today, even if it's the old face, I'll ask the headmaster to transfer him to our art department!"