Chapter 125: Gifted Prodigy?
After breakfast the next day, after Han Dong sent Jiaojiao to kindergarten, he went straight to Nanshan University.
When Han Dong walked to the door of the principal's office, he heard a fierce quarrel coming from inside.
"Principal Huang, you and my father have known each other for so many years, don't you even give me such a face to the Li family?
"Boy, I know that your father holds the shares of Nanshan University, but don't forget that I am the president, everything here is up to me, and it is not your turn to dictate what I do. ”
"Go back and tell your father, I have accepted this disciple of Han Dong, this is Nanshan University, not the office of the chairman of your Li family. ”
"Smack. ”
There was a loud bang, like the sound of a slap on the table.
In a few moments, the door to the principal's office opened from the inside.
Li Wenchao walked out of the room in a rage.
"Han Dong. ”
Looking at Han Dong standing at the door, Li Wenchao was stunned for a moment.
The enemy was very red when he saw him.
Thinking that Li Wenchao, the grandson, first found a relationship to expel him from school, and then found someone to murder him, Han Dong's eyes were full of hatred.
"Hey, isn't this Young Master Li, why are you so angry?"
Han Dong looked at Li Wenchao coldly.
"Hmph. ”
Li Wenchao snorted coldly and said through gritted teeth.
"You kid, don't think that if you fall in love with Huang Yongqiang, a bad old man, you can really ride on my head. ”
Han Dong sarcastically said to Li Wenchao.
"Hmph, it's my business who I'm up to, so you don't have to worry about it, as long as you don't forget the agreement between us, as long as I resume my student status, you have to kneel and admit my mistakes. ”
At the mention of this incident, Li Wenchao was so annoyed that he exploded.
He always felt that Han Dong was very ordinary, and he didn't have the ability to restore his student status at all, so he made that bet with Han Dong, but who would have thought that Han Dong would be next to the principal Huang Yongqiang.
And what's even more weird is that Huang Yongqiang, who has never been very concerned with school affairs, actually took an unprecedented action to restore Han Dong's student status this time, and even did not hesitate to turn his face with the Li family and a vice principal.
What the hell.
"Don't be too happy, boy, we'll see. ”
Li Wenchao glanced at Han Dong viciously, and then strode out of the office building.
Han Dong looked at Li Wenchao's distant back, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a few seconds, he came to his senses and pushed the door open and walked into the principal's office.
"Yo, it's you kid, I heard that you were hit by a car and almost died of distress, just wake up, just wake up. ”
Looking at Han Dong who walked into the office, Huang Yongqiang's face, which was still angry just now, instantly became full of joy.
People who don't know still think that Huang Yongqiang has some special habits.
Han Dong smiled at Huang Yongqiang.
Huang Yongqiang asked Han Dong rhetorically.
"You heard it outside the door just now, didn't you?"
"In order to help you restore your school status, I have offended the Li family severely. ”
Han Dong smiled and looked at Huang Yongqiang and said.
"Thank you so much, principal, don't worry, I will definitely learn to draw with you in the future. ”
Han Dong smiled on his face, and his mother sold criticism in his heart, if Huang Yongqiang, the old man, didn't see that he was profitable, and hoped that he would help him copy all the calligraphy and paintings in the museum, where would he be willing to spend so much money.
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me first, I can help you recover after we have completed the apprenticeship ceremony. ”
"Apprenticeship etiquette?"
Han Dong was stunned for a moment.
Huang Yongqiang said proudly.
"Hmph, I'm an authority in the Chinese calligraphy and painting world, a master-level figure, I haven't accepted apprentices for ten years, you are my closed disciples, especially those of us who are engaged in art, what we pay attention to is a reputation, cards, and apprenticeship etiquette can't be too casual. ”
"I'm going to hold a big apprenticeship ceremony, the most important thing is to praise you, when the big figures in the Chinese painting and calligraphy world will come a lot of people, you will enter the sight of these people, and the newspaper will definitely show off, this is a good thing that many young painters dream of, I have three disciples in addition to you, but only you have this blessing, you burn high incense." ”
Han Dong glanced at Huang Yongqiang gratefully.
Although this old thing has the intention of using Han Dong, he also seems to sincerely want to train Han Dong to become a first-class master of calligraphy and painting.
"Thank you, teacher. ”
Han Dong's name for the old man has changed.
Huang Yongqiang nodded with satisfaction.
"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere. ”
Although Han Dong was puzzled, he still followed Huang Yongqiang.
Huang Yongqiang's car is an Audi A6L, and he also has a full-time driver.
Han Dong drove behind.
"Museums?"
Han Dong followed Huang Yongqiang's car into the museum's parking lot.
Although Nanshan City is a prefecture-level city, it has a large museum ranked among the top ten in the country because of its special geographical location, especially many cultural monuments.
Huang Yongqiang is the president of Nanshan University and the director of the museum.
The driver was waiting in the car, and Han Dong followed Huang Yongqiang into the museum building.
Because this museum is free, there is still a lot of traffic.
Suddenly, Han Dong stopped in front of a landscape painting.
"Why don't you leave?"
Huang Yongqiang turned around and asked Han Dong.
Han Dong glanced at Huang Yongqiang, and then at Dong Qichang's "Rock Dwelling Map" hanging on the wall.
The old man looked at Han Dong and his eyes were stunned for a moment, and then full of surprise.
"This is not the place to talk, come with me. ”
Soon, he took Han Dong into a basement with all kinds of twists and turns.
The layout of the basement is similar to that of the study, with a large table and a thick stack of fine paper, and hanging brushes.
Huang Yongqiang took the initiative to explain to Han Dong.
"This is my operation room, and I usually spend most of my time here copying those ancient paintings and calligraphy outside, and I have never brought anyone in except you. ”
"Thank you for your trust. ”
At this time, Huang Yongqiang asked Han Dong rhetorically.
"Did you notice anything wrong with that painting, you can say it now. ”
Only then did Han Dong express the doubts in his heart.
"Teacher, is Dong Qichang's "Rock Dwelling Map" fake?"
"You see that?"
Huang Yongqiang looked at Han Dong with an extremely pleasant surprise, as if he had won a treasure.
"Good boy, your glasses are poisonous enough, I have been hanging that fake there for half a year, and no one has ever found the clue, you can see it at a glance, how did you do it, is there any flaw in my painting?"
In the end, Huang Yongqiang's words were full of anxiety and worry.
This is not a joke, if it is seen by others, his reputation and head will be lost.
Han Dong hurriedly replied to Huang Yongqiang.
"The painting is very good, and the old-fashioned craftsmanship is also first-class, I don't know how I saw it, anyway, I somehow think there is something awkward about that painting, but I can't say the specifics. ”
Han Dong's answer is a half-truth.
He found out that there was something wrong with the painting, but this was not a talent, but his mind was full of all kinds of calligraphy and painting materials, those things wanted to be engraved in Han Dong's mind, every stroke of the brush was extremely clear, when he saw every painting and calligraphy work, he would always involuntarily compare the painting scroll in front of him with the memory in his mind, that contrast was like using the most sophisticated electronic eye to scan dialysis, no matter how powerful the counterfeiter was, it was difficult to hide Han Dong's eyes.
"Really?"
Huang Yongqiang looked at Han Dong suspiciously.
Han Dong nodded.
"Huh. ”
Huang Yongqiang immediately laughed.
"Han Dong, Han Dong, you are the beautiful jade that God rewarded me, jade is not cut, I will teach you in the future, I guarantee that you can achieve a little in five years at most, and you will be famous all over the country within ten years. ”
"Art is priceless, boy, you still have a long way to go. ”
Huang Yongqiang's eyes became more and more happy when he looked at Han Dong.
"Looks like I've really picked up a treasure this time. ”
"Oh, by the way, you stay away from Chu Manli in the future. ”
"Huh?"
Han Dong was stunned for a moment, and asked Huang Yongqiang rhetorically
"Didn't you want me to seduce Chu Manli and prompt you to divorce?"
"Have you changed your mind?"
Han Dong felt weird.
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