Chapter 0010: Fight
Feng Yimo nodded frequently, and he agreed with Wang Xiaoshu's opinion. Since we are individuals who can learn those basic subjects, why should we say that we are not good at teaching art colleges? We are the leaders of art colleges, and the students selected from the best in the country will not be as good as you? Well, we are not too far behind in the basic disciplines, and we are considered to be at a slight disadvantage.
Let's talk about art skills again, which is a talent meal, not just a science and engineering student. In this way, the advantages and disadvantages of both sides are clear at a glance: our art colleges will not be left behind too much in the basic disciplines of science and engineering. And your science and engineering colleges, do you dare to compare the strengths and weaknesses of art with us?
Thinking of this, Principal Feng was also full of confidence and said, "You are right, the building is completely different now than it was a few decades ago. In the past, people only cared about the basic functions of buildings, but today's buildings, in addition to ensuring the basic functions, are more concerned about its beauty and its artistry. ”
"It's time for traditional architects to change their mindset. At present, the artistry of architecture in our country is too much worse than the international standard. It has to be said that this is also caused by the traditional concept of architecture. And we at the University of the Arts need to solve these problems and strive to improve the artistic standard of our national architecture. ”
"I'll explain this to the Ministry of Education, and I hope they will listen. When he said this, Feng Yimo didn't have any confidence in himself, so he had to change his mind and ask: "How about it, how many people have signed up for this enrollment?"
"Sign up. ”
"What?
"It's still a question of the traditional view of architecture. Alas, fortunately, there are three of them, otherwise this lesson would not have started. ”
"It's a bit miserable, and it's probably going to be a joke for those old architecture schools. Another question, it's true that at least three students can start the course, but this is just a registration, can you guarantee that all three of them will be admitted?"
"Yes!"
"Oh, how can you guarantee it?"
"No matter what they do, I'll admit them!"
“……”
Feng Yimo opened his mouth, didn't say anything, and said secretly in his heart: "Among these three people, one of them is my granddaughter." My precious granddaughter was really obsessed with architecture, so she signed up regardless of it. What are the considerations of the other two candidates who signed up? In this environment, they were still able to resist the pressure and persist in registering. If you don't love architectural design very much, you will be a person with perseverance and tenacity, and it is also worth cultivating, just following Xiaoshu's wishes. ”
In fact, how did Principal Feng know that Yun Hu had tried everything he could to find out about this partial subject. I was afraid that more people would bring competition, so I asked almost all the candidates side-by-side, only to make sure that no one reported this tall "decoration major". When applying for the exam, Su Tuo just crossed over, and he didn't dare to talk more for fear of being recognized, and the registration form was also filled in by Yunhu, so these two became the tenacious people who loved architectural design in the mind of Principal Feng.
Just when Wang Xiaoshu and Feng Yimo were thinking about each other. There was a crisp knock on the door, and then two men walked in. The two looked up and saw that the person who came was Dong Wangchuan, the dean of the School of Fine Arts, and Ma Hui, a lecturer of the Oil Painting Department. Dean Dong walked in front with a smile on his face, and Lecturer Ma was submissive in the back, holding a picture clip tightly with both hands.
Dong Wangchuan came in to take a look and found that Wang Xiaoshu was also there, so he smiled at him and said, "Professor Wang is also there, we didn't disturb the two of you, right?"
Principal Feng knew about it and took the words: "It's okay, Xiaoshu saw that I hadn't left yet, so I came over to sit down." You two have something to do~ sit down and say. ”
Dong Wangchuan and Ma Hui sat on the sofa opposite, and Ma Hui put down the painting folder and put it beside him. Seeing this, Feng Yimo smiled at Ma Hui and said, "Pony, from the moment you enter the door, you are very careful about that picture folder. Why, you two are trying to show me the paintings?"
The headmaster's eyes were like torches, and he said a word. Pony, don't be careful, take it out. ”
Ma Hui nodded, picked up the folder again and opened it. After flipping through it a few times, he took out three paintings, handed them to Feng Zhimo, and said, "Principal Feng, this is the work of a candidate in today's professional examination. ”
Feng Yimo took the painting and looked at them carefully one by one. These three paintings are exactly what Su Tuo made during today's exam, a sketch of a figure, a sketch of a plaster and a still life of a fruit. Feng Yimo nodded while looking at it: "Very good, deep skills, capable lines, and rich experience in painting." Is this a candidate? How old is he?"
"According to the data, he will be 18 years old, and I have invigilated all three of his exams, and he does look like he is 17 or 8 years old. ”
"But this painting obviously has to be practiced hard for many years to achieve, is it possible that he has been practicing professionally since he was a child?"
"I don't know about that, that's what I guessed. ”
"Don't think about it, it may be learning from a young age, or it may be hard to practice hard to reach this level, which is not easy. It is more than enough to enter our art university, and your school of plastic and aesthetics is going to add a general, which is gratifying. ”
At this time, Dong Wangchuan continued: "Principal Feng, what is your evaluation of this candidate?"
"I basically said it just now, just talking about this skill, you can surpass most of our graduates. If you want to be recruited, I support it. ”
"And what do you think his future holds?"
Feng Yimo was silent, thought for a while and considered the words, before saying: "To be honest, I am a little regretful, I can be called a genius to achieve this kind of achievement at such a young age. But his works are only skillful and have no shining points, so ...... He was not a genius in painting, and his later achievements were limited to powerful painters. Then again, genius is something that can be met but not sought, how can it be so easy to come across. ”
Dong Wangchuan smiled and said, "Do you think we will come to disturb you so late for the sake of a powerful painter?"
Feng looked at Dong Wangchuan puzzled, Dean Dong stopped selling Guanzi, and said to Ma Hui: "Okay, let's serve the main course." ”
Ma Hui waited for this sentence for a long time, according to his meaning, there was no need to take out those three paintings at all, and they were directly weapons of mass destruction. His hand reached for a piece of sketch paper that was heavily guarded in the compartment of the folder, and first looked at the coffee table for water stains. After confirming that there was no problem, he carefully took it out and put it on the coffee table in front of Feng Yimo.
Feng Yimo was a little dizzy by Ma Hui, and the three people who came to find him tonight were more unreliable than the other. The previous Wang Xiaoshu had been grinding with himself for a long time for the sake of "decoration professionalism". Later, Lao Dong and Xiaoma came up to talk to themselves about cross talk, and after they were stunned, they only took out a blank piece of paper.
Well, not pure white paper, there are a few more sentences on it:
This is my mother, who has always been frail and sickly, but she has raised a son and a daughter independently and has worked hard for ten years to raise them. But because of his hard work, he suffered from various diseases one after another, and experienced extreme poverty and fear, and was in adversity, ridiculed, ridiculed, and scorned. But she never had any malice in her heart and was kind to everything around her......