The next day was Sunday, and Lin Yuan went to work as usual.
However, in Qinzhou Academy of Arts today, the Department of Fine Arts has ushered in a collective exam.
The exam time is one day.
Watercolor in the morning, sketching in the afternoon.
This day's exam not only challenged the students' painting level, but also challenged the physical strength of the art department instructors¡ª¡ª
The instructors of the art department need to give the students' grades a good score 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 tutors 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 Fine Arts Department.
Kong An, a professor of the Department of Painting, stretched his waist and said with a smile, "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 changed, and everyone chatted while waiting for the final statistics of the results:
"The progress is indeed quite big."
"I approved a hundred paintings, and came across a dozen particularly good sketches. Before, 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."
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One of the sketch teachers said: "Recently, there is a child 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 certain female sketch teacher who was drinking coffee said: "There is a student in our class who has a very poor sketch foundation. After learning from him twice, his level has really improved significantly."
"I heard that the teacher is also a student, and not from our art department."
Drinking coffee, the teacher regretted: "If you know how to teach, I must be very good at sketching. Why didn't you apply to our art department?"
"Anything else?"
Kong An couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
As a professor of the art department who specializes in sketching, he seldom gives lessons to students in person.
Occasionally, I teach students a class, which 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 what the students said."
The sketch instructor by the window said with a smile: "That child seems to be called Lin Yuan, 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."
Kong An asked, "How much?"
Someone replied: "Five hundred and one hours."
Kong An was stunned: "Good guy, I tutor students, and it's 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's fee too exaggerated?
Is this treating the students of our art department as fat sheep?
Noticing Kong An's dissatisfaction, the instructor drinking coffee said with a sneer: "It's definitely not comparable to Taishan Beidou in your industry, but that kid does have two brushes, and 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: "In any case, he is just a student. This kind of atmosphere is not good."
"Sure enough, Professor Kong, you think so too, don't you?"
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 I was so angry when I was commented that I was not as good as a sophomore.
"Old Gao, what you said is wrong."
The instructor drinking coffee frowned and said: "It is a fact that after Lin Yuan taught, the students' sketch scores have indeed improved, and the students paid for his teaching courses voluntarily.There is nothing wrong with neither stealing nor robbing. "
"It's 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-on-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?"
Don't turn your head to ignore him, the mentor who is drinking coffee.
Lao Gao was bored, and his face was a little stinky.
At this time, 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 it, then glanced at the top 50 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, and they took the transcripts and looked at them one after another. After reading them for a few seconds, everyone's expressions became weird.
"What's wrong?"
Kong An felt baffled.
What other mysterious code could this letter "l" be?
A teacher said embarrassingly: "The third student who added the letter is called 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, this eighth place"
"Cough, there is still ninth and tenth place."
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Thirty-nine of the top 50 students on the report card added the capital letter "l" after their names.
Kong An was a little anxious: "What's going on?"
The instructor who was drinking coffee finally finished 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!"
Another tutor interface: "l, I'm afraid it refers to Lin Yuan."
This situation is a bit embarrassing. Most of the top 50 students in the sketch test were taught by Lin Yuan?
"I see."
Kong An took a deep breath, looked at the report card and said, "I'll go to the principal."
Lao Gao, the sketch tutor, also excitedly said: "We must find the principal! This group of students are too 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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