Because according to the procedure for handling any situation in China, temporary workers and foreigners must be kicked out first, regardless of the cause of the matter, and the board must be played first if there is nothing to do, and then it is emphasized that these migrant workers must be strictly managed in the future. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter what a student does, it is an internal contradiction, and outsiders are naturally an external problem.

So when several security guards walked into the classroom under the leadership of the security captain, if it wasn't for Wang Runan sitting there, Shi Jianren would probably be taken out, and if he wanted to resist, it would be a public security incident in which the police station intervened, and the school would not have any reason to speak for a great model who didn't have a temporary contract.

Sitting there, old and young, clearly understood that this was called reality.

The reasonable approach is that Wang Runan spoke: "I guarantee that this little comrade will always wait for the outcome of the matter, and he asks for a positive apology response, you can come and ask me at any time when you need to find him, do you need me to call Section Chief Liu or the hospital office directly?"

Although Wang Runan is not a respected old cadre, he has white hair, so he can't use violence in front of him, plus he has the qualifications to rely on the old and sell the old, which gives him enough shields.

So the security guard politely left, as if he didn't see the messy painting tools, Wang Runan was still a little embarrassed: "Things should have been handled calmly like this, right?"

Shi Jianren smiled: "If you are calm, you won't be like this...... Oh, then after this matter is dealt with, I probably won't stay here, that teacher Yang made me strip all naked to be a model, I still can't do it, and then ...... There doesn't seem to be much else to do, so I'm going to check it out somewhere else. ”

Wang Runan was not surprised: "Is this considered a journey?"

Shi Jianren nodded to the words on the page: "From childhood enlightenment to now, you should see the argument everywhere now, so that you can understand it thoroughly." ”

Wang Runan shook his head: "Always look at the travels, it is better to sink down and deeply feel and understand, the world is insightful and knowledgeable, and the practice of human feelings is the article, do you think you have done it completely?"

Shi Jianren thought for a while and smiled: "I've been taught." ”

He has never been an opinionator, and the decisions he makes seem to be constantly adjusting.

As a result, this morning, the security department came, the department office came, and people from the hospital office and the infirmary came, and Shi Jianren actually stood on the podium in the next classroom to write big characters, and two groups of "investigators" witnessed this somewhat inexplicable scene.

The students who had been in the corridor all the time chattered a lot, and when it was time to eat at noon, the news of the meeting spread all over the cafeteria and dormitory.

Shi Jianren simply stayed in the next class in the afternoon, and as a result, the head of the Department of Chinese Painting heard the news and walked over to take a look, Wang Runan was casual: "The teaching assistant I hired at my own expense has good calligraphy, which is better than mine, and the students have made great progress, which is not against the rules." ”

In fact, the head of the department, who is also a Chinese painter, looked at the words, smiled and took one and left.

Compared with other complex comprehensive universities, the Academy of Fine Arts is still a relatively simple place after all, and even the rivers and lakes are much smaller.

It may be more suitable for a guy like Shi Jianren who has just come out of the novice village.

And before class ends in the afternoon, Hong Qiaoyun came again, and it was the kind of style that others didn't know, wearing a skirt!

A red pleated camisole with an intricate shape looks like a messy mass of bright red paper covering the upper body of the invisible figure, and the white petticoat below is at least fifteen centimeters above the knees!

Coupled with the excessively arrogant golden high heels, this is basically a design that the clothing design department dares to design, but almost no woman dares to wear on the market!

Changing the dark art style of most of the time, it is not the occasional business etiquette before, a little unscrupulous femininity, and it is also a slightly out of place for the youthful femininity, this is not yet summer!

And this style is more suitable for little girls in their twenties, right?

But look at the round and white shoulders that expose the red suspenders, the tight long legs raised by the high-heeled insole, and the face full of confidence and arrogance, the mature and somewhat dazzling sexuality makes it difficult for people who see it face-to-face, and most of them secretly look back from behind.

According to several young teachers of the clothing department with a broad vision, it should be the big name of last year's Paris Fashion Week, which may be the harvest of Hong Qiaoyun when she went to Europe to hold an art exhibition during the Spring Festival, but she has never seen her wear it publicly.

Then I walked into the next classroom without treating myself as an outsider, saying that the professional classrooms of the Academy of Fine Arts are generally in and out casually, because the teachers explain among the students like the master, and there are few who stand on the podium and talk eloquently, but most of the outsiders will be kicked out when they come in, Wang Runan looked up in surprise in all the students, and the girls were even more ardent after the eyes were dull to find out.

Hong Qiaoyun, who illuminated the classroom with bright light, stopped talking nonsense with him: "I asked Ah Ren to come over and help, okay?"

Wang Runan actually laughed, like an old father's kind smile: "Okay, okay, he has also written for a day." ”

Shi Jianren frowned and looked at Hong Qiaoyun dressed up: "Your mentality is elusive." ”

Hong Qiaoyun chuckled while he didn't leave the teaching building: "Aren't women all changeable?"

Shi Jianren was really thinking: "Why? What does this change in clothing mean? Lao Wang is quite supportive of you." ”

Hong Qiaoyun hurried up and playful: "Guess!"

When he walked outside, he looked cold again, Shi Jianren has been focusing on observation, this is his profession.

Then walked to Hong Qiaoyun's studio in a large number of eyes, there was passionate music echoing in the big open door, five or six students were busy, Shi Jianren was surprised to find that the huge picture of more than ten or twenty square meters was actually painted by these students, and there was also Dai Wangshu who had gone to the classroom to call himself.

But they are all girls, turning their heads and smiling to see Shi Jianren come in and beckon, Hong Qiaoyun strutted past them and walked to the innermost, the brick-made walls were whitewashed, full of the smell of a dilapidated industrial warehouse, there was a wooden table covered with a tablecloth in the corner slightly covered by a few pots of tall green plants, and there were a few chairs next to it, plus an electric kettle, and a quaint tea set, which looked very elegant, Hong Qiaoyun saw that Shi Jianren had been looking back at those female students painting, so he grabbed the ornaments on the table and smashed him: "Who do you like?" I'll be the matchmaker for you!"

The voice was not small, and the girls over there immediately burst into laughter.

Shi Jianren also turned around to pick up the small rattan ball that was rolling on the ground and put it on the ornament plate: "It turns out that such a big painting, the student helped you finish it?"

Hong Qiaoyun stroked his long hair and sat down elegantly, but immediately he was very provocative and crossed his legs, which was absolutely different from the Erlang legs of the little white flower that day: "I am so busy all day, I have to paint dozens of commercial works every year, and I have to exhibit works with profound artistic tastes, can I be busy? ”

Shi Jianren had a suddenly realized expression and was about to sit down, but Hong Qiaoyun directly kicked him with the tip of his high heels: "Make tea, my skills are not good, and they also have a taste in their hands when they paint now." ”

To be honest, the taste of oil painting is really big, Shi Jianren twitched his nose to catch the water and boil the water, according to the direction of the woman's fingers, he went to the shelf to find two boxes of tea and sniffed them respectively, judging that one of the boxes had deteriorated, and the other box should be a very good superlative, so he took it and brewed it according to the old way.

Except for the lack of a small stove, the other tea sets were ready-made, so Shi Jianren went to the outside painting space to find a piece of broken wood that had fallen from the frame, took back a utility knife in front of the easel, and sat opposite Hong Qiaoyun to sharpen the sawdust into a clay teacup like a pencil.

Hong Qiaoyun looked at the young man's slow and methodical style with great interest.

After filling most of the cups of sawdust, Shi Jianren took the lighter next to the cigarette on the table, lit the sawdust, and then put the tea leaves in the metal mesh pocket of the original teapot to filter the tea, and slowly smoked it on the fire.

The aroma of the best tea soon spread, suppressing the slightly pungent smell of turpentine, Hong Qiaoyun couldn't help but keep sniffing like a rabbit, the action was very relaxed, and then soon the girls over there also chirped: "What fragrance?

"Hungry!"

It can be seen that the female students are also relaxed.

Then the water also boiled at about a certain time, and Shi Jianren poured the roasted fragrant tea leaves into the pot and poured boiling water, and the dry state of the nectar after a long drought made the tea even make a white breath!

Greedily took a deep breath with the teacup, in fact, Hong Qiaoyun, who never cared about how to make tea, seemed to feel that it was not only the tea leaves that were moistened.