Chapter 81 The Mysterious Code
Chapter 81 The Mysterious Code
The next day was Sunday, and Lin Yuan went to work as usual.
Today, in Qinzhou Academy of Arts, the Department of Fine Arts has ushered in a collective exam.
Exam time is one day.
Watercolor in the morning, sketching in the afternoon.
The exam on this day not only challenged the students' painting skills, but also challenged the physical strength of the instructors of the art department——
The tutors of the art department need to score the students' grades on the same day, so that they can be announced directly the next day.
Time is limited.
After the exam, the students called it a day and went back to the dormitory.
The instructors of the art department had to stay in the office and work overtime to correct the test papers.
It wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that the tutors of the Art Department finished scoring one after another.
In a large office of the Art Department.
Kong An, the professor of the painting department, was in a very happy mood. He stretched his waist and smiled and said, "It's finally over. Have you noticed that the students' sketch scores seem to have improved a lot this semester?"
"Yes."
Kong An's words aroused the sympathy of all the sketch instructors.
Anyway, the test papers have been corrected, and everyone chatted while waiting for the final statistics of the results:
"The progress is indeed quite big."
"I approved a hundred paintings, and I came across a dozen particularly good sketches. In the past, there were at most three or five."
"The grades are being recorded next door. It is estimated that the average score for sketching this time will be much higher than last semester. It seems that everyone has been learning sketching well recently."
"..."
At this time, one of the sketch teachers said: "Recently, there is a sophomore in the painting club who is teaching sketch for a fee. This year, the overall score of sketch in the art department has improved. I think he is a part of the credit."
"I've heard that too."
A female sketch teacher who was drinking coffee said: "There is a student in our class who is not good at sketching. After studying with him twice, his level has really improved significantly."
"What surprised me was that the person teaching was also a student, and not from our art department."
Drinking coffee, the teacher said regretfully: "If you are so good at teaching, I must be very good at sketching. Why didn't you apply to our art department at the beginning."
"And this thing?"
Kong An couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
As a professor of fine arts who specializes in sketching, he seldom gives lessons to students in person.
Occasionally teaching students is also a large-scale public class. There are too many students to face, and it takes half a day just to roll their names, so I don't know this situation.
"I listened to the students."
The sketch instructor by the window smiled and said, "That kid seems to be called Lin Yuan. He is a sophomore student in the composition department. Recently, he goes to the painting club to teach for a fee every day. His price is not cheap."
"Lin Yuan?"
Kong An asked, "How much?"
Someone replied: "Five hundred and one hours."
Kong An was stunned: "Good guy, I'm only doing external teaching for only 1,000 yuan an hour..."
As a dignified professor of Qin Yi, Kong An's professional title is there, and he is specialized in sketching. He is also a respectable figure in the painting world, so he dares to charge one thousand yuan an hour!
As a result, a student who has not yet graduated to teach sketching dares to ask for five hundred and one hours?
Is it cheaper to charge yourself?
Or is the student fee too exaggerated?
This is treating the students of our art department as fat sheep, right?
Noticing Kong An's dissatisfaction, the instructor who drank coffee sneered and said, "It's definitely not comparable to Taishan Beidou in your industry, but that kid does have two brushes. Many students have improved a lot after learning from him. In the end, I think the five hundred and one-hour fee is quite worth it.”
Kong An slightly emphasized his tone: "No matter what, I'm just a student. This kind of atmosphere is not good."
"Sure enough, Professor Kong, you think so too, right?"
Beside Kong An, a male sketch teacher snorted: "Actually, I'm not used to this matter, why don't you come forward to criticize it, and if you come forward to stop it with your status, you can definitely put an end to this kind of thing. Phenomenon!"
This male sketch teacher disliked Lin Yuan very much.
Because once between classes, he heard a few students discussing that his teaching level was not as good as Lin Yuan's.
I am a senior sketch tutor, and the following commented that I am not as good as a sophomore, so I am really angry.
"Old Gao, what you said is wrong."
The instructor who was drinking coffee frowned and said, "It is a fact that after Lin Yuan taught, the students' sketch scores have indeed improved, and the students who attended his teaching classes all voluntarily spent money. No one stole or robbed. What's the matter?" wrong."
"Just a few examples."
The male tutor known as Lao Gao said lightly: "You don't need to magnify the credit of that student. The one-to-one teaching model can indeed improve students' grades in a short period of time when their sketching skills are not bad, but we are teachers. , we have to teach a whole class of students, this is the overall view we should have as sketch instructors, do you only teach one student in class?"
The coffee-drinking instructor don't turn his head away from him.
Lao Gao was bored, his face was a little smelly.
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a staff member said, "Professor Kong, the score statistics are ready, please take a look."
"Um."
Kong An took the grade sheet and glanced at the top 50 candidates in this exam, and suddenly asked, "Is there something wrong with the system? Why do all the students have an L after their names?"
"It's not a system problem."
The staff member smiled wryly and said, "I don't know why, anyway, in this exam, many students with good grades have added this letter after their names, and I can't compare it with the student ID card to confirm, so I just followed the student's writing. The name is recorded."
Kong An said dissatisfied: "Nonsense."
The teacher drinking coffee said, "Let me see."
Kong An gave her the report card.
She was also confused when she saw it for the first time, but when she saw it for the second time, she seemed to understand something suddenly, and she couldn't laugh or cry for a while: "I seem to understand, you should take a look too, and claim each other by the way." s student."
what's the situation?
Still accepting students?
The other instructors couldn't help being curious, they took the transcripts and looked at them one after another. After reading them for a few seconds, everyone's expressions became strange.
"What's wrong?"
Kong An felt baffled.
What the hell is this letter "L"?
What else could the mysterious code fail?
A teacher said embarrassingly: "The third student who added letters is Zhong Yu, a student in our class... He seems to have attended Lin Yuan's teaching classes many times..."
The second teacher said: "The fourth Pang Bo is in our class, and he has also attended Lin Yuan's class."
The third teacher said: "This sixth..."
"And this eighth place..."
"Hey, there's still ninth and tenth place."
"..."
Thirty-nine of the top 50 students on the report card added a capital letter "L" after their names.
Kong An was a little anxious: "What's going on?"
The instructor who was drinking coffee finally drank the coffee in one gulp: "Professor Kong, this group of students is indeed messing around a bit. All the students who add letters after their names have one thing in common, that is, they have all attended Lin Yuan's teaching class!"
"so."
Another tutor interfaced: "L, I'm afraid it refers to Lin Yuan."
This situation was a bit embarrassing, so that everyone didn't know how to react. Most of the top 50 students in this sketch test were taught by Lin Yuan?
Don't we group of sketch teachers lose face?
While embarrassing, everyone was a little shocked. Before, everyone thought that Lin Yuan could improve individual students' sketch scores only by one-on-one teaching. But considering the scale of his teaching now, the coverage of his teaching seems to be too large.
"I see."
Kong An took a deep breath, looked at the report card and said, "I'll go to the principal."
Upon hearing this, Lao Gao, the sketch instructor, said excitedly: "We must find the principal! These students are really lawless! Especially that Lin Yuan! This is simply contempt for our art department!"
"What are you talking about?"
Kong An glared at Lao Gao, with a complicated expression on his face, and said, "It's the first time I've met such a student in all my life to improve the sketch scores of the entire art department by myself. I also want the principal to transfer him to our art department!"
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