Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 246
Just when Yu Jianghai felt that fate had treated him unfairly, Lu Weiren had already arrived at the painting academy.

To her surprise, although it was just 9 o'clock, there were already many people in the painting academy.There are old and young among these people, and many of them are still carrying drawing boards, looking very professional, as if they have learned painting for a long time.

Lu Wei walked to the corridor of Dr. Fang Ke's office familiarly. The corridor was quiet and there was no sound at all. Maybe the teachers had gone to class.

Standing in front of Fang Ke's office door, she knocked on the door twice, and a familiar voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Seeing Lu Wei, Fang Ke's face suddenly showed a gratified smile. He stood up hastily, stepped from behind the table to the front of the table, and held Lu Wei's hands: "Welcome, Ms. Lu Wei."

Lu Wei sat down on the chair nervously and cautiously, looked at the table in fear, without saying a word.She was surprised and puzzled now, not knowing why she agreed to Fang Ke's invitation.

"Ms. Lu Wei, have you read the model manual I gave you last time?"

"Well, look...read it." Lu Wei's voice was very low, as if he had done something shameful.

"Then do you have any questions about the content of the work?" Fang Ke seemed very patient.

"I..." Lu Wei hesitated to speak.

Fang Ke didn't know why, and waited expectantly for her next words, but Lu Wei fell silent after uttering a word, and didn't say another word.

The atmosphere in the room became awkward, and Fang Ke felt bewildered for a while. He tentatively asked: "If there is no problem, let's go to the classroom?"

Lu Wei stood up mechanically, followed Fang Ke blankly, and walked out.

Walking through the corridors and halls, the two finally walked outside a classroom.Fang Ke stretched out his hand to push the door open and walked in.Lu Wei hid behind him like a cub following a hen.

The classroom is about 40 square meters. The large square wooden windows make the classroom well lit. More than a dozen male and female students of different ages sit quietly on the seats, which are fan-shaped around the middle of the classroom.Some are reading books, some are reading newspapers, some are preparing drawing tools, and some have already begun to copy some small still lifes.

Seeing Fang Ke and Lu Wei, everyone put down what they were doing and looked at them intently.

"Ms. Lu Wei is a new model who joined our painting academy. I will work with you in the future. Please give me a round of applause." Fang Ke enthusiastically let Lu Wei into the middle of the classroom, "Let me tell you a few words."

Lu Wei clutched the corners of his clothes with both hands, and looked around the people in the seat with his eyes uneasily: "I..."

The classroom was unusually quiet, and everyone was waiting for what she would say next.

Seeing that Lu Wei was silent again, Fang Ke patted her on the shoulder in a sophisticated way, and said loudly: "This morning's class is still life sketching. The main practice points are light, composition and proportion of characters. Do you remember?"

Everyone nodded in agreement and got ready.

Hearing what Fang Ke said, Lu Wei let out a long breath. It seems that he doesn't have to worry about running out of clothes today.

In Fang Ke's office just now, she wanted to ask if the content of today's class needs to be concave like an ancient Roman statue in the public, but she couldn't ask the question.

In the corridor, she wanted to run away several times, let the contract and the spirit of the contract go to hell.

But she was just thinking about it.Her legs were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and she couldn't take a step even when she wanted to run several times.

When she really walked into the classroom, she was frozen in the middle of the classroom as if by a spell.

"Ms. Lu Wei, you can go to the bathroom to adjust your posture now," Fang Ke said in a gentle tone, "I want to remind you that once you have set your posture, you cannot change it during class, unless you have a particularly urgent situation. However, if something happens in the middle of class, for example, someone treats you unfriendly, then you can immediately stop working and come to me immediately. Do you understand?" Fang Ke's warm big hand gently shook Lu Wei's cold Lu Wei only felt warm in his heart.

"I will do my best (model) seriously, please don't worry." Ever since Fang Ke finished talking about today's class, Lu Wei's heart has not been beating as violently as when he first entered the classroom.

"Very good." Fang Ke smiled and blinked, "Your first class ends at 11:30 noon. I will come and find you then. Have a nice day."

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Fang Ruier's cell phone has been unanswered, and Yu Jianghai has become more and more anxious.

He sat on the chair angrily, and read the leaking post carefully several times, the more he read, the more angry he became.

Suddenly, the phone was connected, and a young woman's voice came out from the receiver: "Is it Yu Jianghai?"

It was Fang Ruier's voice.

Yu Jianghai burst into flames, and asked loudly and harshly, "Did you post the post?"

Fang Ruier was taken aback for a moment, then asked back, "What post?"

"Do you dare to do it or not?" Yu Jianghai said coldly.

"Hmph, what a joke, what am I afraid of?" Fang Ruier sneered, indirectly admitting Yu Jianghai's accusation.

"What do you mean by doing this?" Hearing the other party's acquiescence, Yu Jianghai was furious, wishing to reach out from the phone and slap the other party several times.

"I don't understand what this has to do with you?" Fang Ruier just finished speaking, and suddenly realized, "Is it you?"

Yu Jianghai was not in the mood to reason with her in a pleasant manner, and simply demanded: "You delete that post immediately."

"Deleted? Why?" Fang Ruier sneered, "Sure enough, it's just like what others said, where there is something tricky, you are there."

"This matter is different from what you think. Besides, you have already been beaten once, and there is no need to be beaten again." The latter sentence is already a relatively straightforward threat.

"Hit me? You?" Fang Ruier didn't seem to be nervous about this threat at all, she asked in a joking tone, "Do you think I will be beaten again in vain?"

Yu Jianghai knew very well in his heart that based on what he knew about Fang Ruier, the other party should have some tricks.

"Then what do you want?"

Seeing that the other party finally asked what he wanted to hear, Fang Ruier was agitated, and pretended to be calm: "I have already said that day, give me the money, and this matter has never happened."

"How many?"

"Buy it now, 4000 marks."

Yu Jianghai gasped, and repeated in disbelief: "How much did you say?"

"You can give me 3000 marks, but my beating is not in vain." Fang Ruier said quietly, "And you don't need to be nervous, Lao Yu. First, you don't need to pay for this money. Second, I know who the shooter is now Quotes. So you just need to pass on a message for me, and you don’t have to worry about other things.”

"Do you know what you are doing now? You are blackmailing." Yu Jianghai said sternly, "This amount of money is already enough to sentence you to prison. You should think clearly!"

Hearing Yu Jianghai explaining the law to him, Fang Ruier on the phone suddenly laughed, out of breath.

Yu Jianghai didn't know what he said wrong, just about to scold her again, Fang Ruier hung up the phone with a "bang".

Her meaning was very clear: I have nothing to talk to you, Yu Jianghai.

PS1: Special thanks for this chapter: Yunya Seven’s monthly ticket and recommendation ticket, Golden Wanliang 2019, and Yunya Seven’s recommendation ticket.

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(End of this chapter)