"confusion……"
Hearing what Tang Zhao said, Pei Renfeng took a look at the picture and said, "Well, the painting is indeed quite confusing." He paused, glanced at other people's paintings, and added, "But I think it's still Well, other people draw messier things.”
Tang Zhao said: "No, I think the content of his painting is 'chaos'."
Pei Renfeng was still in a daze. Wei Se had been working with him for a long time and had a tacit understanding. His eyes lit up and he said, "Do you think my suitable direction is 'chaos'?"
Tang Zhao pondered: "You can't say that. I just saw chaos in this painting. In fact, I also saw a little 'change'. Maybe I just saw a little bit of your mood, right?"
Pei Renfeng was stunned for a moment, then rushed over, stared at the messy graffiti in Tang Zhao's hand, and said in surprise: "You... can you understand this kind of painting?"
Tang Zhao waved his hand and said: "No, I can't even understand it. I just suddenly felt something. And I don't feel it every time I look at it. Maybe Wei Se is one of my own, and I can see a little more. I can see most of the paintings. I can only feel dizzy."
As he said, maybe because of his high inspiration, he could feel something mysterious in some paintings, most of which were hazy and specious. Only the paintings with dangerous colors could be expressed with a ready-made word. And this has nothing to do with painting techniques or line analysis, it is purely a feeling.
This feeling is completely subjective and even the glasses don’t acknowledge it. He tried to look at the painting with his glasses on, but only one word could be displayed:
"painting".
I still don’t know this is a painting?
No, no, no... can this also be identified as a painting?
It seems that glasses have a very broad understanding of art, which is correct. Mr. Chen said that even ghosts can't understand some of their paintings. Maybe these can be called art over there.
Pei Renfeng felt a little regretful, but then said: "It's not easy to have a little feeling. We don't understand it. How about you show me?"
Tang Zhao said: "Okay. But it's best to do a new test. The closer the time is, the higher the probability of seeing something."
He guessed that what he saw was not the painting itself, but the spirit attached to the painting or other things representing emotions, thoughts, etc. These things exist very thinly and can only be captured by a very keen mental power and a strong inspiration. . And as time goes by, those essences naturally dissipate, making it even harder to see. The test times for the few pictures he had just noticed were relatively recent.
Pei Renfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll take a test."
Tang Zhao added: "Actually, we can test all the students once. No, I think we should test it several more times. Because each time we see it, it may represent his state at a certain moment. Select multiple moments, filter out the variables, and leave It’s most likely something that remains unchanged in one’s bones.”
Pei Renfeng looked slightly bitter and said: "Instruction, what you said makes sense, but it is too easy. The other magic weapons for testing are fine, but the magic weapon given by the monarch requires Yuan Stone to be replenished every time it is activated. That is It’s very expensive. Everyone’s share is limited, otherwise the magic weapon will be used up. How can I explain it to the superiors? You have a share, just give it to the teaching assistant, and it’s not enough for one class.”
Tang Zhao said "Ah" and asked: "How many times can a Yuan Stone be tested?"
Pei Renfeng was startled and said: "How many times? About once a month..."
Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said: "That's not expensive. While I'm here these few days, I'll give you a few more tests. If it doesn't work, you can just mix the tests."
Pei Renfeng said: "The mixed test refers to..."
Tang Zhao said: "Open the magic weapon once, and ten people will test it together. Anyway, the monarch's magic weapon is very strong, and even the swordsman will be affected. If a few teenagers are closer, can't they still cover it?"
Pei Renfeng said: "But they will interfere with each other, right?"
Tang Zhao said: "So we need to redesign the decoration. Add a partition. If that doesn't work, add a silent magic weapon and a one-way transparent barrier. There is always a way."
Pei Renfeng said: "But...where is the magical weapon of Silence going..."
Tang Zhao said: "I'll do it, it's very simple anyway." Thinking of this, he felt that he could really adjust the camp's equipment. Pei Renfeng had just taken him to visit various training sites. Some were really good, but some facilities were just bad. It's quite old. I think it hasn't been replaced for many years. It's not comparable to the one at Zhuoyu Villa. There are also a lot of old items in the warehouse's storage of magic tools, and the talismans are almost disappearing and disappearing. He can make some adjustments. Anyway, most of them are just a matter of making up two strokes.
Pei Renfeng was a little confused and said, "You do it..."
Wei Se smiled and said: "You don't know yet? Sir, he is a very outstanding Talisman Sword Master."
And very rich.
Pei Renfeng was confused and said: "But you are not a swordsman..."
Tang Zhao said: "He is also a Talisman Sword Master, working part-time. Wait a moment, I have finished reading these materials, and let's go and adjust the teaching aids."
When Pei Renfeng went out in a daze, Wei Se reminded him: "Sir, it's best not to use private money to subsidize the public out there, as it will arouse people's suspicion for nothing."
Tang Zhao nodded and said: "I know. I will definitely not fill in new items myself, just make up for the worn ones. If I want to replenish the goods...I will go see the mountain leader later and see if I can provide some of the skills. device, and add the logo of our store. We will develop a student series, the kind that is popular in volume, low-priced and low-profile, cheap and practical.”
Really, why did he forget about government procurement and royal supplies when he wanted to open a store in Zhongtian Mansion? At least there is still a blue ocean in the training camp. Although the number of people is small, the potential is huge. There are many children from wealthy families. Even ordinary families who are promising in the future will still be long-term customers.
Not to mention that the exam is about to take place. When the time comes, the students will be given Baiyu Shenghui's magic weapon, and then they will shine in the exam hall. Wouldn't it be possible to make an advertisement in front of other yamen?
Tang Zhao put the abacus aside and continued to read student information. Now he naturally puts the teaching task first, divides them into several categories through the materials, and plans to focus on teaching. Tomorrow is the first class, and after reading the information, he still needs to concentrate on preparing for the class.
Early the next morning, Dong Xingyu took Tang Zhao to the first class on how to use magic weapons.
As usual, the first class of each course is an indoor class, and the classroom is opened. A group of young people who are about to graduate sit in the classroom again after a few months.
To be honest, most people are not interested in the sudden addition of new classes.
We are all about to graduate and are very busy, okay?
Martial arts must be practiced, martial arts must be accumulated, homework must be checked and omitted, and materials for this exam must be collected. Those who are confident that they can pass must strive for good results, those who can barely pass must strive hard, and those who cannot achieve good results must strive for it. Looking for a way out and finding a job, everyone wishes they had twenty-four hours in a day. At this time, the training camp adds a new course that is not tested in the exam. Isn't this a joke?
Could it be that we are too busy, so we should relax for two classes and catch up on some sleep in class?
Although they wanted to seize the day, no one expressed any objection, and everyone was quiet and serious. They had all been in the training camp for three years and were accustomed to following orders and prohibitions. No one would openly disobey the rules of the training camp. The real unscrupulous thorns are driven out no matter how hard the background is.
The most everyone can do is slander.
In the classroom, everyone sat separately according to custom - this classroom was originally designed for junior classes, there are many seats, everyone has their own crush, and they don't want to be crowded together.
Qu Huan was sitting at the back with a few teenagers when he saw a young and pretty woman coming over and said directly: "Qu Huan, let's go and sit in front."
Qu Huan recognized him as the most talented female student in the same class, and one of the few people who was qualified to stand beside him. He was quite familiar with him. He smiled and said, "It's good for me to sit here. What are you going to do in the front? In the Protestant Yu Show off in front of me? I'm too lazy to show off, so he can still fire me?"
Wen Caifei said directly: "It's just to show off, and also to make a welcoming gesture on behalf of our class, to leave a good impression on the new teacher."
Qu Huan was amused and was about to sneer when he suddenly saw that Ouyang Zhou, the first place winner this year, was already sitting at the front. His heart moved and he said, "Have you all discussed it?"
Wen Caifei said: "Why do we need to discuss it? I've already informed you, it's up to you whether you come or not." After that, he turned around and sat in the first row.
Qu Huan's heart moved. His literary talent was not considered top-notch even though he was born in a class. However, because he had a good relationship with Dong Jiaoyu, he often had inside information. Could it be that she knew that this teaching was unusual and worthy of attention, so she made such a gesture?
Because he was unsure, Qu Huan smiled and said to the others, "Then I'll sit in front." He also moved his seat and sat down next to Wen Caifei.
Logically, he should sit next to Ouyang Zhou, but Ouyang Zhou was very difficult to talk to and had a completely different temper with him. He didn't dare to provoke him and was too lazy to talk to him, so he sat next to Wen Caifei.
Just as he was about to inquire about the new teachings like Wen Caifei, a figure flashed outside the door and two people came in.
Qu Huan thought it was a teaching lesson, but when he took a closer look, he saw that it was two classmates. They were two top students, one named Qin and the other named Xin. They were both the kind who had no hope of passing the exam. No wonder they were pressed quickly. The school bell just came. I guess I knew I had no future and was broken.
As expected, the two of them didn't care about being in public. They sat in a corner and opened the book to read by themselves. Apparently he planned not to attend the class.
Qu Huan secretly laughed in his heart, and then asked Wen Caifei: "Did you get any news? I only heard that the new Jiaoyu is a particularly young swordsman."
His family actually has a good background, but the training camp is isolated from the rest of the world, and even money is difficult to bring in. Of course, news cannot be passed in, and it is not allowed to be passed in. That is a taboo. He usually has teachers who are close to him, but he has been away recently because of things, and he really has no information channels now.
Wen Caifei lowered her voice and said, "I don't know anything else. I just know that this teaching means that he is young and has a lot of potential." She pointed upward and said, "It's bigger than you think. Then he may not stay long, just to deal with it." During this period of shortage of staff, in a few months they will find jobs elsewhere.”
Qu Huan sneered when he heard this and said: "It turns out that the young master came to the training camp to get gold. He is not to be provoked, so just keep him at a distance. Since he is young and noble, he probably has no ability. To open a single course for him is to ask us to accompany him. Play with him. This is not a waste of time..."
As he was talking, he heard the bell ringing and everyone was silent. A man and a woman came in from outside.
