A person's worth is not manifested by unprincipled obedience, but only in rejection.

Li Tong secretly admired himself with a paintbrush, in the past, he didn't dare to think about Bai Fumei like Bai Mengting, but now he actually started to play routines.

That's right, too!

In the past, he was just a poor student with an uncertain future, even if he chased Bai Mengting, what could he do?

If you can't catch up, it will aggravate your inferiority, and if you catch up, what can you give Bai Mengting?

A girl like Bai Mengting should be put in the crystal palace to offer when she catches up, and she should not be allowed to suffer a little.

Since he was in a dilemma, Li Tong chose not to touch Bai Mengting in the past.

If you can't take care of a flower's future, don't take it off easily.

"What? Not going?" Er Fat was startled, "Li Tong, you are not sick in the brain, right? Bai Mengting, a big beauty!

Professor Wei Qun, who was holding Pu'er tea on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, and helped Bai Mengting round the field and said: "Li Tong, you are my apprentice Bu? When I am Wei Qun's apprentice, picking up girls is a basic skill." When I was young, there was a beautiful woman next to me! Go, go, don't lose my face!"

"Don't go. Li Tong still shook his head firmly, "Professor Wei, can I compare with you, you are the public lover known as 'Li Xunhuan of the Academy of Fine Arts'!"

Bai Mengting saw that Li Tong was reluctant to go, her face flushed, and she was embarrassed to be reluctant, but the pink erotic silk couldn't help but surge even more.

You must know that Bai Mengting has been "a girl in the Bai family has just grown up", and the boys around her are like flies in February and August, and the "buzzing" has never stopped. The people who asked her to eat could line up from the Zhongyang Academy of Fine Arts to the north of Anhe Bridge.

She has been a classmate with Li Tong for four years, but she didn't expect him to be so cold?

There's no way, talented people generally have tempers, so she's better come back another day. In fact, Bai Mengting had a good impression of the talented Li Tong before, but I don't know why, every time he saw him, he was always cold.

Bai Mengting withdrew from the studio in a daze.

Seeing her leave, Er Fat directly pressed Li Tong on the sofa in the studio and beat him up: "You kid actually dare to bully the school flower of the 'Zhongyang Academy of Fine Arts'?

"Where is the god???, why didn't I see it?" Li Tong looked left and right, and deliberately became angry.

Professor Wei smiled and shook his head, as he grew older, he now preferred to immerse himself in the studio and spend time with young people like Li Tong who were artistically energetic rather than the glitzy commercial activities.

Money is endless, but there are some happiness that money can't buy.

Professor Wei looked at the figure of Li Tong and Er Fat fighting together, and smiled with satisfaction, as if he had seen Li Tong on the podium of the National Art Exhibition, and said, "Thank you to the judges, thank you to Zhongyang Academy of Fine Arts, and thank my teacher Professor Wei Qun......

Time is like water, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day to receive the shortlisted notice of the National Art Exhibition.

Only one student from the Zhongyang Academy of Fine Arts received the invitation letter, this student from the sculpture department, who had just won an award in the United States, which was reported on the news channel of Channel C.

This time, the student exported the award-winning works to domestic sales and submitted them to the National Art Exhibition.

Liu Qianye originally planned to destroy the Zhongyang Academy of Fine Arts this time, but after weighing it, this student was too famous, and he was afraid that the media would make an accident, so he reluctantly let him be shortlisted, so as not to fall into the mouth.

"How is it? Li Tong, have you received the invitation letter?"

When the news came, Professor Wei Qun called Li Tong as soon as possible.

"No, I don't. Li Tong was painting, holding the phone and replying.

"Would you like to go to the post office and have a look?" Professor Wei still had a hint of illusion.

I heard that there is also the old dean Zhang who retired from the Palace Museum among the judges this time, Liu Qianye may not be able to cover the sky with one hand, and Li Tong's painting is really good!

As long as Dean Zhang has seen that painting, Li Tong will definitely be shortlisted!

Is Li Tong's invitation letter stranded at the post office?

"Okay. Li Tong agreed and hung up the phone, put down the palette and went to the school post office.

After some inquiries at the post office, the staff told Li Tong that there had been no recent correspondence from him.

"Isn't there a return letter?" Li Tong secretly wondered, even if he was not shortlisted for the National Art Exhibition, he should have received a letter of recommendation from the jury.

This has always been a rule.

Li Tong was a little baffled.

In fact, after Li Tong sent the photo this time, his mentality was very peaceful. He used to just want to paint well, and now he still just wants to paint well.

It doesn't matter if he is not shortlisted for the National Art Exhibition, with the talent he has now, becoming famous and starting a family is just around the corner.

He is very confident in this.

However, this time there was not even a return letter, and Li Tong didn't know how to explain it to Professor Wei.

With neither an invitation nor a recommendation, Li Tong's entry became a veritable "black painting".

This situation is very rare, let alone an exhibition organized by the Ministry of Culture, and it is a very big accident for the work to be omitted. Ministers are responsible.

Li Tong vaguely felt that someone must have done something here.

Li Tong is a man, but he is not stupid!

"What? No invitations, no return letters?"

After listening to Li Tong's report, Professor Wei bounced up from the sofa in the studio. He paused for a moment, then paced back and forth in the room with a frown......

"Go and get Professor Qu here. ”

After a moment, Professor Wei stopped and waved his hand.

"Hmm. ”

The old gun on the side nodded and was about to go out.

Professor Wei suddenly remembered that Professor Qu had bad legs and feet, and it was inconvenient to toss around, so he changed his words and said, "Forget it." It's not good to bend your legs, so I'll go. You two follow. ”

Professor Wei brought Li Tong and Lao Gun to Professor Qu's studio, and Professor Qu was bowing his head to engrave a seal.

He still had a heavy white plaster on his leg, and his expression was focused.

Seeing that it was Professor Wei and the others coming, Professor Qu immediately put down the file happily, raised his head and said with a smile: "You have come just in time, and I also said that I will find you after carving this medal! I have finished writing Li Tong's painting review, more than 5,000 words, and I have already said hello to the editor-in-chief of the "Huaxia Fine Arts" magazine, and it will be published this month. ”

Professor Wei didn't speak, but sat down heavily on the reception sofa in Professor Qu's studio, his face gloomy.

"It's ......"

Professor Qu is inexplicable, usually Professor Wei comes to him, and it is directly full of firepower, and his combat effectiveness is off the charts.

But how is he like a defeated rooster today, hanging his head. He had never seen Lao Wei like this.

"Professor Wei, your Pu'er. ”

Bai Mengting was still well-behaved, and seeing that Professor Wei's face was not good, he hurriedly served his favorite hot tea.

"Lao Qu, why do you say that we have been teaching books in the academy all our lives?"

Professor Wei didn't take the tea, but suddenly asked.

Seeing that Professor Wei was strange today, Professor Qu glanced at Li Tong and them again, waved his hand, and asked Bai Mengting to retreat first, and then slowly turned his wheelchair to Professor Wei.

"Old Wei, is something wrong?"

Professor Wei didn't squeak and sighed sadly. It can be seen that his mood today is really down to the bottom.

Seeing this, Li Tong had no choice but to step forward and explain: "Professor Qu, that's the case, I went to the post office this morning, and I didn't receive an invitation letter for the National Art Exhibition or a return letter, and my painting became a 'black painting'. ”

"Huh?" Professor Qu was stunned, what does this mean, what does it mean to be a "black painting"?