The mobilization meeting was brutally turned into a "criticism" meeting.

Originally, Professor Hong Bin spoke on behalf of the representative, but the old professor on the stage saw Zhong Yue shaking his head and looking careless, and he became even more angry. Several professors sitting on the side spoke one after another, saying that they did not pay attention to the construction of study style in the past, and from this semester onwards, they would come to check the students' basic skills, which made the director in charge of academic affairs on the side smile embarrassedly.

Did these old men take gunpowder? In the past, they were invited to come to the school, so that they could arrange a lecture, set a date, and arrange a class schedule, and they looked very reluctant to come, but now they are not invited, but they are sent to the door themselves, what does this mean? Are they dissatisfied with the Academic Affairs Office?

In an art college, the leaders cannot all be proficient in art, and the management of colleges and universities allows these artists to preside over it, and it is not necessary to mess around. When Huamei was first formed, the leadership team was all transferred from East China University, and some of them didn't even have any artistic knowledge, but what kind of art was needed to manage academic affairs?

"Hmm. Students, after listening to the speeches of these professors, do you feel that you have come to Huamei and that this trip is worthwhile?"

The students sitting at the bottom looked at the dean of academic affairs like idiots with a dull look. These professors almost called them all rubbish! It's not worth it......

The dean of academic affairs felt that there was no reflection at the bottom, and said with interest: "Then, this is the end of this freshman mobilization meeting." ”

Zhong Yue breathed a sigh of relief before getting up.

Although the microphone on the stage was turned off, Hong Bin shouted directly: "Classmate Zhong Yue, you can stay for a while." ”

“……”

The surrounding classmates glanced at Zhong Yue with complicated expressions, naturally jealous and suspicious.

Hong Bin stepped down from the stage, "Classmate Zhong Yue, let's talk?"

"yes, let's have a good talk. ”

Looking at the several old professors standing in the same line, Zhong Yue looked around, Cao Danqing wouldn't have come......! I can't stand it!

"Hehe, that ...... Professor Hong, you said. ”

"Your calligraphy is excellent, we all know this, but the foundation of calligraphy is not the same as the foundation of Chinese painting. Cao Dan...... Lao Cao ...... It's good to draw, but it doesn't take students, you know what I mean!"

Outside the cedar door on the left, Cao Danqing walked slowly in a Chinese-style cardigan, looking at ease with an old god, "I, Cao someone, have only been retired for a few months, and a few of you old guys have spoken ill of me in front of my disciples?"

"Lao Cao, you finally dare to show up!"

"Hey, look at what you said, I have something to see. ”

Professor Ma, who was mainly engaged in figure painting on the side, snorted, "You are behind the scenes, taking advantage of our inattention, secretly digging people, this is not a gentleman's doing!"

Cao Danqing put his hands behind his back, looking fearless of Lao Tzu, "Okay, I'll give you a chance." Zhong Yue, now everyone is here, what about you, you are an exchange student, President Kang said, in view of your special situation, you can choose one at random with the approval of the professor, you see, who do you want to study with?"

"Wait, I'll say a few words. Lao Cao, are you really fake?"

"Really. ”

Hong Bin swallowed, and hope rekindled in his eyes, "What's that, Zhong Yue." I studied under Huang Binhong, and later I also followed Pan Tianshou Pan Lao for a period of time, and I have a little attainment in Chinese painting, are you willing to learn from me?"

"I, Ma ......"

"Wait, professors, I've already worshipped Professor Cao as my teacher, isn't that good......"

"Lao Cao, you're playing us!"

Cao Danqing raised his eyebrows, "I didn't say anything, you have to touch the mold yourself." Zhong Yue, let's go to the studio and go around, I won't paint today, I will talk to you about life and ideals first. ”

“……”

Several old professors were so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas were born, which is simply a show off of Chiguoguo!

"No more. Is there anything to watch among the freshmen in this class? Pick out a few and don't suppress Lao Cao, I'm afraid this old boy is going crazy!"

"Yes, yes, yes. Zhong Yue's calligraphy is a shining point, we are in the Department of Chinese Painting, he may not be able to have the talent of Chinese painting. ”

A few old professors usually paint and drink tea and have nothing to do, but now, instead of fighting for steamed buns, they actually think of cultivating Zhong Yue's competitors! This may be something that Zhong Yue's master and apprentice never expected......

"Do you want to use books as a painting?"

Zhong Yue nodded and said, "Yes." I used to learn Gongbi painting, and when outlining the line, I can use both gestures, but if I change it to splashing ink landscapes, how should I use it as a book?"

Throughout the history of Chinese painting, famous painters are calligraphers. Song Mi Fu, one of the four Kai Zhao Mengfu, Zhong Yue familiar with Wen Zhengming, Zheng Banqiao, Jin Nong, as well as modern Wu Changshuo, Li Kuchan, etc., will have their own unique calligraphy pen infiltrated into the creation of painting, forming a peculiar style of painting.

Cao Danqing saw Zhong Yue's excited appearance and said, "Let me ask you, how many types of paintings are there?"

"If you talk about form, it is naturally Gongbi and freehand. ”

"How many types of gongbi are there?"

"This ...... White drawing, hooking, boneless. ”

"And how many classes do you have?"

Zhong Yue thought for a while and said, "It seems that it will be hooked, if you have to worry about it again, maybe the white drawing will be considered a good one." "White drawing is a painting method that uses ink lines to outline the image without algae decoration and rendering, which is itself an independent work, and then re-colored and filled in the outline, which is a watercolor painting.

"It's actually very difficult to write the lines of the gongbi and how to write the calligraphy, so after you integrated the gestures before, I thought it was very incredible. However, if you want to reach the height of your calligraphy in Chinese painting, optical gongbi will not work. If you have time to look at Zhang Daqian's Wei Bei Xingshu works and painting brushes, you can see that his brushstrokes of iron wire and silver hooks are integrated into the calligraphy, so it is best to wait for you to lay the foundation of freehand painting, and then slowly form your own style. ”

Zhong Yue nodded, he understood what Cao Danqing meant, and it was also the reason why he chose the Department of Chinese Painting.

"Those written basic classes in school, you can't fall in love with it, I don't care about you, when I used to learn to draw, there was never such a fictitious, starting tomorrow, at nine o'clock in the morning, you come to this place, I will start teaching you to draw. ”

Zhong Yue took the business card, it seems that after Cao Danqing retires, he doesn't want to appear in the school, too, if he appears on campus as a retired teacher, it is actually nothing, but it is a little inappropriate to go to the classroom and studio.

After Lao Cao left, Zhong Yue stuffed the business card into his wallet.

The phone rang.

"Hey, who's that?"

"Wang Ge. ”

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Wang?"

Since that competition, Wang Ge has not appeared, and even Kai Hongxuan has kept a low profile, after all, it is disgraceful to lose.

"Don't worry, I'm not looking for trouble with you, my grandfather wants to meet you. ”

"Your grandfather ......" Zhong Yue thought for a while, this Wang Ge is also in his thirties, his grandfather should not be eighty or ninety years old, right?

Is it really like a bloody plot, beating the small one and coming the old one?