usatvline Chapter 227 Art Academy 2
Chapter 227 Art Academy 2
Ohara's assistant, a man under 30, with a scholarly air, excitedly showed Ziyue the buildings around the campus.
After all, this is Qing Ziyue, an internationally renowned artist, a genius in the art world, and the most dazzling pearl. At only 20 years old, she has already been specially hired to teach at the school.
"Teacher Qing, let me show you your office first."
"Okay, trouble."
"Teacher Qing, you're too kind. If you have any questions while you're teaching at the school, you can contact me directly."
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The Central Academy of Arts (CAA) truly lives up to its reputation as one of the top art schools in China; it's incredibly wealthy and has no shortage of money.
After all, the tuition fees for those who can study in this art institution are countless each year, and ordinary families simply cannot afford such high fees.
The school covers a vast area with classical and luxurious buildings, and each teacher has their own private office.
Like Ziyue's office, since she was specially hired, the office is quite large.
There's an office desk, a sofa for guests, a coffee table, and a small door behind the desk leading to a small lounge.
"Teacher Qing, look, this is the teaching building for our art major."
"Over here is the school's student cafeteria, which has six floors. In addition to this student cafeteria, there is another student cafeteria near the student dormitory building."
"In addition, the staff canteen is very close to the teachers' office building. Look, this is it. This is the canteen for our school's teachers. It's all free, a buffet style, with dishes from all over the world, Chinese and Western, you name it."
"Then, look at this building. This building is the teachers' dormitory. Some teachers have a lot of classes, so they choose to live on campus."
"Teacher Qing, let me show you your place. Although you may live off-campus, you can come here to rest if anything happens or if you want to take a nap."
Each teacher's dormitory is a standard one-bedroom, one-living room, one-kitchen, and one-bathroom layout. Ziyue took a look and found the decoration to be quite nice, stylish yet elegant.
It truly lives up to its reputation as an art academy among the elite.
Today is Thursday, and there are still a few days until next Monday. After taking a tour with Ohara's assistant, Ziyue drove home first and decided to come back next Monday.
Meanwhile, the news spread like wildfire throughout the school's art department. Everyone in the art department was overjoyed and delighted to hear that Qing Ziyue would be teaching at the school, since 90% of the art students were fans of Ziyue.
Those majoring in traditional Chinese painting, in particular, are walking with a brisk pace, eagerly anticipating next Monday.
During these few days, Ziyue bought a lot of professional painting tools and reviewed a lot of basic painting skills at home. After all, since she had taken on the role of teacher, she had to be serious and responsible and do her best.
Afternoon classes start at 2 p.m., the first class ends at 3:30 p.m., and the second class is from 4 p.m. to 5:30 p.m.
Ziyue woke up at 10 a.m. on Monday, ate breakfast, and then went to school with a small suitcase.
She planned to stay at school on Monday night because she had a class during the second period on Tuesday morning. For someone who likes to sleep in, even ten more minutes of sleep would be good.
By saving time on the road, I can sleep a little longer.
Even in the teachers' dormitory at the school, she still needs to make some simple arrangements, putting in a few sets of clothes, shoes, and daily necessities. Although there are already some in the space, she still needs to use a box to disguise it.
We drove straight to the dormitory building, parked the car, and pushed our suitcases into the building. Ziyue's dormitory was on the 16th floor.
Upon entering, Ziyue first placed several sets of clothes and shoes in the bedroom wardrobe, and changed the bedding.
There were some new, unopened toiletries in the bathroom.
The kitchen also has a wok, a soup pot, an induction cooker, a rice cooker, a frying pan, a kettle... just in case we need them.
Then I went to the office, put my laptop on the desk, and put away my drawing board, drawing paper, brushes, paints and other tools. After tidying up, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.
Ziyue left the office and entered the teachers' cafeteria. There weren't many people eating at this time. Some teachers were still leisurely eating their lunch. When they saw Ziyue, their eyes widened instantly. Ziyue smiled and nodded, which was her way of greeting them.
Walking to the sterilizer, she took out a plate and looked at the abundant dishes. "Little Jiu'er, this school cafeteria looks pretty good."
"Yes, yes, host."
suck-
Hearing the voice, Ziyue's eyes were full of smiles.
She's never skimped on his appetite, so why does he love to eat so much?
However, she also likes to eat.
Perhaps it's following the lead of the original owner.
After all, good food is one of life's greatest pleasures!
Ziyue selected a few of her favorite dishes, sat down at the dining table, and prepared a feast for Xiao Jiu'er in the space before starting to eat.
Xiao Jiu'er's eyes practically popped out as she looked at the spicy crab, salt and pepper pork ribs, spicy blood curd, sweet and sour pork, duck blood vermicelli, and braised chicken nuggets that suddenly appeared on the table.
The little cat leaped three feet high, eagerly grabbing a chicken nugget and eating it, its mouth bulging as it exclaimed, "Ah, host, I love you so much—"
Ziyue looked at Xiao Jiu'er with doting eyes. Hmm, the little white dumpling is so cute when it's eating.
After lunch, Ziyue returned to her office, grabbed her teaching materials and art supplies, and entered the classroom right on time.
Before Ziyue went in, the classroom was completely silent.
As soon as Ziyue entered, applause, whistles, screams, and even confessions erupted, the decibels so high they could have lifted the building off the ground.
"Aaaaaaah, teacher, I love you!!!"
"Oh my god, am I dreaming? Oh my god, I'm not dreaming!"
"Teacher Qing, Teacher Qing, my God!!!"
"Oh my god, I need CPR, Teacher Qing is so beautiful."
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Ziyue found it amusing, raised her hand to calm everyone down, and said with a smile, "Wow, everyone is so enthusiastic! And there's even a classmate who said they like me?"
Ziyue smiled and looked at the baby-faced girl, winking at her. "Yes, it's you. You're so cute. I like you too."
The moment the words left her lips, the girl's face flushed crimson. Everyone else looked at her with envy, silently whimpering: "Waaaaah, they want Teacher Qing's confession too! Aaaaaah!!! Envy! Jealousy!!! Jealousy to the point of plasmolysis!!!"
"Should all of our classmates be here by now?" Ziyue asked.
As far as she knew, there were 39 students in the Chinese painting major. Fortunately, the Central Academy of Arts had a special rule that students could not audit classes, otherwise she was afraid that the classroom would be overcrowded.
"They're all here, they're all here," the students below responded.
After all, who wouldn't want to attend Professor Qing's class? People from other majors wanted to too, and they were all incredibly envious of them. However, they didn't have the opportunity, so not a single person skipped class.
"Okay, let me introduce myself first." Ziyue opened the PPT.
"My name is Qing Ziyue. You should all be familiar with me by now. I will be your professor for your major courses this semester. If you have any questions, feel free to come to me. After class, class monitor, please remember to come find me and add me to your class group chat!"
As soon as Ziyue finished speaking, applause erupted.
"Now, let's all introduce ourselves first, and I'll get to know you all too."