After the second marriage, I acted weak in a wealthy family

Chapter 226 Who Makes Me Grow (5)

"sorry."

He would rather simply say sorry than explain too much, "Teacher, what should I do?"

Xu Nuo gritted his teeth, and met Tang Yu's eyes in the art room. During a tug, every nerve grew tentacles, wrapping him tightly. He squatted down and picked up the books on the ground, hoping to ease the pain. Take a look at Tangyu's atmosphere.

"If I hadn't gone to school, I wouldn't have known about this matter. I actually learned about such a big matter from someone else. I promise you are a genius, but how many geniuses in this world can reach the pinnacle? tell me!"

Tangyu's every word pierced Xu Nuo's heart. He knew that what she wanted to do most was to push herself to the international stage and fulfill her unfulfilled dream.

Standing on the highest podium in the world, this is the award that all painters dream of.

"But because of her, my paintings have vitality."

This is the first time Xu Nuo has defended himself. No matter what Tangyu said about him before, he would say, okay, teacher, I will pay attention, and I will change it immediately. It seems that only by working hard can he be qualified to stand in Tangyu in front of.

"I used to think that as long as I kept drawing, I would be able to draw well. You told me that I was a genius, and you told me that my paintings have no soul, because she has a soul in my paintings." Xu Nuo paused, When those eyes stared straight at Tangyu, they sank, "Teacher, I have never told you these things, but today I want to say more."

Xu Nuo finally had some expectations for Tangyu, but Tangyu stared at Xu Nuo with a pair of eyes, "Do you know how important a person's future is?"

"know."

Xu Nuo didn't escape, he glanced at the book on the ground, "Xu Xu, if your mother didn't go crazy because of that person, her attainment would not be inferior to mine."

Tangyu spoke earnestly, and when the cortex was slightly stirred on that bony face, He Biya suddenly felt that the woman in front of her was a little sick. If it wasn't for those single eyelids, she would not have recognized her. She was Li Yixiao's mother.

"These years, thank you teacher for your cultivation."

Xu Nuo has her hair tied up, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, she looks a lot more cheerful, "I'm working as a teaching assistant in school now in order to be able to become a teacher, teacher, but I'm also a person."

Xu Nuo rarely spoke such heart-to-heart words with Tang Yu, and Tang Yu's single eyelid was tightly stretched.

"What are you talking about? What do you want?"

Her voice was a little flustered. In He Biya's impression, this teacher Tang, who had never met before, was as non-human as promised. In Tianda, she held a cultural salon every month, and she was able to enter this All the staff in the salon are the best in the world, and He Biya has never been the one who is not qualified.

One day, Tianda moved her an award, but she refused to go. The school leader contacted her in person. She just asked Xu Nuo to help get it back, and asked Xu Nuo to send a message to the school leader. The award does not need to be reserved for her, but for more young professors.

When He Biya heard about this from Xu Nuo, she felt that Teacher Tang was very concerned about the backup, but later Pei Xiaohua said that she didn't like someone who had shined on the international stage like her, how could she? Still stick to this kind of award.

When she was in middle school, He Biya got a three-good student. At that time, she thought it was a good thing to have an award, and it would make her happy for a long time. But after hearing what Pei Xiaohua said, she realized that there are people in this world who praise her. For some people, what is in the palm of their hand is a rush.

Probably because people have reached a certain stage, they don't care much about these things.

The promise in the scene raised his head slightly, "Teacher, I really want to ask you, there are so many people who want to be your apprentice, but you still choose me? Why?"

There was a trace of anxiety in Tangyu's eyes. She used to simply discuss painting with Xu Nuo, and rarely talked about it.

Remember, you worshiped me as your teacher just to learn how to draw, don't ask about irrelevant things, concentrate on it.

This is Xu Nuo's apprenticeship day, what Tang Yu said to him, Xu Nuo is repeating now.

"Teacher, I can't concentrate anymore." Xu Nuo smiled self-deprecatingly, his clean eyebrows were full of blood, "I want to be a pure person, wanting nothing like the teacher, I can't do it. "

There was a weird smile on the corner of Xu Nuo's mouth, "Teacher, are you really a person who wants nothing?"

Xu Nuo asked heavily, his voice was a little hoarse, and when he slightly raised his eyes, he was full of coolness, "Teacher, am I someone else's substitute?"

Xu Nuo twitched the corners of his mouth, "Why doesn't the teacher talk? Isn't the teacher usually fond of educating me?"

Tangyu covered her ears, "I don't understand what you are talking about!"

Tangyu stared at Xu Nuo, the eyeballs in her eyelids seemed to be about to pop out.

"I'm just a substitute, teacher."

Xu Nuo's voice suddenly became weaker, and everything around him sank into the quiet air.

"Isn't it? I heard you tell others with my own ears, you said, since your own son can't make you happy, a substitute can help you fulfill your dream."

Xu Nuo took two steps forward, Tangyu stretched out his hand and pushed him to the door, but Xu Nuo refused to leave. When he was a child, it was his grandfather who told him that he had a talent for drawing. Later, he really got some tricks while painting. Until his grandfather sent him to Tangyu, he suddenly felt that painting became more regular, and those skills were constantly honed in his hands.

I can no longer find the joy and throbbing when he first learned to paint.

"Teacher, what you have is faith. I thought you were a very pure artist, but when I heard those words, I realized that I am just a tool."

Xu Nuo leaned against the door, twisting her hands, Tang Yu pushed him, but he didn't move. At that moment, He Biya saw a trace of evil in his eyes, "Come out of the mud without staining the clean lotus without being demonic." .”

He Biya murmured, "You really came out of the mud."

Liu Yi'an didn't speak, he looked at himself in the scene with a completely fearless look.

"Xu Nuo, don't you want to be a teacher anymore?" Tangyu knew what Xu Nuo wanted most, who didn't want to be famous when he was young.

Xu Nuo stared at Tangyu with a pair of eyes, and his sickly face was blurred in front of his eyes, "Teacher, I thought you were noble, but you are also a selfish person. I have been indifferent to others these years, and I was afraid that those people would affect you. I paint, and I used to think you were my role model."

Xu Nuo squinted his eyes, and when he raised his head slightly, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. Tang Yu hugged him, "No, that's not the case."

(End of this chapter)