After dealing with it all afternoon, Zhong Yue's throat was about to smoke, and he had been standing on the edge of the fruit stall, quenching his thirst by eating oranges.

"Whew, it's finally over. ”

The vendor rubbed his hands, "Little brother, it's not early, I'm going to close the stall, I can't find change for your hundred yuan, why don't you go back with a few more bags of oranges?"

Zhong Yue glanced at the oily and smooth hawker, and at a glance, he knew that it was the shrewd face of the low-level vendor, and understood that Zhong Yue was a hundred yuan for a sale, and he was talking to those professors and principals while eating oranges, he must be a great person, how could he care about a little money.

"I also ate seven or eight of your oranges, at best five yuan, don't think I'm stupid, the rest of the money should be stored with you, I often come over, I live nearby, so you want to do a hundred yuan business, then this hundred yuan when you pick up a bargain, you don't appear in the future." ”

"How dare you, little brother, you are so arrogant, rest assured, my Lao Zhang also often sells fruits in this generation, so how can you do those things for this hundred yuan, don't worry, little brother, come over in the future, I will definitely let you pick the best fruit." ”

Zhong Yue didn't bother to care about this amount of money with him, he was going to go to the hotel booked by Ouyang Kaishan on the subway, talk about the matter of this study, and received such a big favor from others, Zhong Yue understood that it must be Ouyang Kaishan who didn't want Zhong Yue to think that he was a pawn of the Ouyang family, and it belonged to an equal cooperative relationship.

A study is dead, no matter how much it adds value, it is just a bunch of numbers, not resources.

Zhong Yue went to the restaurant, and after having a meal with Ouyang Kaishan, Ouyang Ming, and Ouyang Guoqing, it was over. Zhong Yue didn't bother to talk about the polite words at the dinner table, most of them were talking about what he saw and heard when he went to Huamei today. Zhong Yue is also smart, Ouyang Kaishan doesn't need any thanks, if he is politely greeting, it can be estranged, so Zhong Yue didn't say a word about the study.

This point also made Ouyang Kaishan a little surprised, this son can become a big thing.

After the meal, several people dispersed. Ou Yangming drove Zhong Yue.

"I can finally catch my breath. ”

Zhong Yue smiled: "Are you so afraid of your grandfather?"

Ouyang Ming drove the car, "Brother Yue knows why I obey you, don't talk about me, it's my father and my uncle and second uncle, I don't dare to breathe when I see my grandfather, that is, you, you can talk and laugh with the old man like this, and the younger brother will be mixed with you in the future!"

"Don't. I'm not a mixed society. ”

"Haha. Just kidding, now I am working with the second uncle in the lacquer industry, and I also have a sense of accomplishment. ”

Zhong Yue said: "When you get to the study, don't leave yet." ”

"What's wrong?"

"A new batch of handmade ink was sent from Huizhou, and after you take it back, remember to seal it up and let your second uncle deal with it. ”

"Don't worry, I'm not at ease. ”

Zhong Yue smiled and said nothing, you and I are not at ease......

When he arrived at the study, after Zhong Yue entered the house, he saw that Ou Yangming was about to get out of the car to help, so Zhong Yue stopped and said, "You just sit here and don't move." In the suburbs here, if someone passes by along the way, and your sports car is scratched, and there is no camera surveillance, you will have no place to cry at that time. ”

"Oh, yes. Brother Yue, I'll wait here. ”

Zhong Yue entered the house, poured out nearly a hundred ingots of ink from the system, put them in a box, and put some rice paper, lest Ou Yangming, the Ma Daha cart, drive randomly and break the ink ingots.

"Here is a hundred spindles, although the total price is not as good as your one wheel, but you have to understand how important these things are for the market development of a little paint, drive slowly. ”

Ou Yangming fixed it on the co-pilot and said, "Don't worry, Brother Yue." I'm going to take care of this thing like my girlfriend. ”

Zhong Yue tugged at the corners of his mouth and said secretly: I hope you don't want to do it.

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The next day, after Zhong Yue got up, the air in the suburbs of Shanghai, not to mention Huizhou, was at least significantly better than the urban area where Zhong Yue stayed before. After simply eating a convenient breakfast prepared in the kitchen of the small cubicle of the Cultivation Xuan, Zhong Yue went to school satisfied.

Ouyang Kaishan didn't have any servants or aunts for Zhong Yue, he understood that Zhong Yue lived alone in Xiaohe Mountain, he must have his thoughts, otherwise, with Zhong Yue's financial resources at that time, not to mention buying a house in Huizhou, at least there was no problem with renting a decent apartment.

At the beginning, he was hidden in the wild, but now Zhong Yue's life state also has such a taste of being hidden in the city. Taking the subway to Huamei, twenty minutes, is also very convenient, Zhong Yue carried a leather box and a schoolbag into the school gate.

People frequently looked at him on the road, when Kai Hongxuan answered reporters' questions, he had already become a Huamei celebrity, the reason why no one recognized it before was that there was no clear news about Huamei that day, so no one found out, now......

Today is the freshman conference, Zhong Yue also received a text message notification, gathered at nine o'clock in Hall 1 of the National Assembly and Exhibition Center, and attached specific seats, but seeing the position of a row of nine seats, it suddenly made his heart tremble.

"Principal Kang, this is I'll set it on the fire and roast it......"

Yesterday, Zhong Yue rejected the invitation of seven or eight professors in the calligraphy field and more than a dozen professors of Chinese painting, and even in the end, even the professors of the Department of Oil Painting helped to speak for the Department of Chinese Painting. He knew that Kang Min was under a lot of pressure, and he was still a little grateful in his heart, so he ...... today. Well, the present newspaper!

If a group of people on the stage stared at him so viciously, it is estimated that this freshman conference will not be comfortable......

When it was almost half past eight, the 1,500-person venue in Hall 1 was already full. Zhong Yue's position, sure enough, the corner position of the central aisle, this is a more tragic position than a row!

As soon as Zhong Yue looked up, he could even see the conference table cards on the rostrum on the stage, and he knew the names on them one by one, professors, directors of the student union, presidents, deans of colleges, etc., anyway, on the seventeen or eighteen table cards, there were eleven or twelve of them that he had an impression of.

Among the most famous art academies in China, Gome and CAFA are undoubtedly the two giants, and the next is Huamei. As one of the top three, the Department of Chinese Painting alone, there are more than 1,500 new students every year, and as for the popular majors such as the Department of Oil Painting and the Department of Visual Arts, there are two or three thousand people.

It's no wonder that the running calligraphy professor happened that day.