Chapter 1664 Si Linghan Has No Talent

Because of this painting...

It is really……

It's too much! ugly! up! !

What the hell is this? Even kindergarten students can draw images, how could this young master turn them into ghost symbols? ! !

Xia Duo's hands were also trembling, thinking, what kind of student did he teach?

She cleared her throat and gave a dry cough in embarrassment, "This...young master, your painting...are you serious about it?"

On the other side of the window, there was no movement for a long time.

She thought that people were of high status and could not criticize at will, so she changed her tone and said very gently and tactfully: "I think if you draw seriously, you should be able to draw much better than you are now, right?"

At the window, there was still no movement.

The interviewer couldn't bear it anymore, and gently pushed Si Ling Han.

Si Linghan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his dark and sharp eyes regained their spirit. His sharp lips pursed slightly, and he gestured towards the interviewer.

The interviewer said, "The young master said that he can't draw, so he needs you."

Xia Duo coughed dryly again, "Did you hear that young master, how did I ask you to paint this grass just now?" She didn't wait for his answer, and said a little harshly: "It is to keep your hands steady, and then slightly Take it to the side and bend it, just like the grass is bent by the wind."

But the grass in the painting is actually in the shape of a crooked instant noodle.

Isn't this playing tricks on her?

After a while, the interviewer's voice came from behind the window again, "Master said, he will work hard next time, please Miss Xia to continue teaching."

Xia Duo glanced at the time.

Only then did I realize that a class should last for an hour, but now only twenty minutes have passed.

It's like years.

So, Xia Duo continued to teach.

However, although the other party's painting has changed a form, it is still in an unnatural form, which looks weird.

Xia Duo felt her temples twitch.

After patiently teaching for an hour, she felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.

how so.

How could there be such a talented student!

And such a student, why should he hire a painting teacher with a high salary? !

After one class was over, the interviewer came out from behind with a smile and said, "Let me help you pack your things."

Xia Duo took a deep breath, looked behind the window and asked, "Master is gone?"

"Yes."

Only then did she feel relieved, and said in a low voice: "With all due respect... But I want to say, your young master really doesn't seem to have any talent for drawing... Are you sure you want him to waste his time on this?"

She paused, and then added: "In fact, he can find other things he likes to do instead of learning things that he has no interest in and talent for. This will delay the child's future instead."

The interviewer's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly glanced behind the window.

Immediately afterwards, he concealed his gaze, coughed twice in embarrassment, and said, "Master, is the master so untalented? I think he... is still very interested and attentive."

"Yeah, I really haven't seen anyone who has no talent like him. They can at least draw straight lines, but the things he draws are all weird and ghostly." Xia Duo bluntly .

Behind the window, there was a sudden "bang".

Xia Duo was taken aback.