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At half past eight o'clock in the morning, the scorching sun had begun to show its scorching heat, and everything it shone on was steamed and roasted.

On the top of a cliff, under the shade of an old pine with a crooked neck, Zhang Qingyuan had finished painting a bucket square called "A Thousand Mountains of Cui Mang".

The bucket is relatively small, generally between one and two feet in length, and if you want to draw a landscape on a page of this size, you still need deep skills.

What's more, Zhang Qingyuan's "Picture of a Thousand Mountains in Cuimang".

Although the name of Chinese painting is a thousand mountains, Zhang Qingyuan naturally does not paint a thousand mountains, but the kind of reckless and looming majestic momentum must be expressed.

Cui is the tone of the painting, recklessness is the pattern of the painting, and a thousand mountains are the artistic conception and form of the painting.

After brushing and writing the inscription, Zhang Qingyuan let out a sigh of relief.

Under the teaching of Wu Daozi, Zhang Qingyuan not only paints for the sake of painting, but also appreciates the artistic conception through painting and everything in the painting, so as to sharpen himself.

Painting a picture of a thousand mountains, that kind of atmosphere, majestic, not good to feel, can not draw that kind of artistic conception at all. On the other hand, if you draw it, that feeling will definitely leave an imprint on your body and have a profound impact on yourself.

Therefore, every time he paints, Zhang Qingyuan has to calm down, run his true qi to travel through the meridians, mobilize his greatest attention, feel wholeheartedly, and paint wholeheartedly.

Experience in painting, sublimation in painting.

This is the way of painting that Wu Daozi taught him!

This is also the biggest reliance for Wu Daozi to cultivate to the Mahayana period at the age of only 1,300 years old and ascend to the heavens!

Staring at the painting in his hand, and then corresponding to the vast mountains and mountains in front of him, he felt that the painting in front of him appeared with that vast feeling, and a mountain wind seemed to carry a verdant fragrance, which made Zhang Qingyuan nod with satisfaction.

"It's not bad, and it's progressive."

Touching the flat painting on the stand, Zhang Qingyuan smiled slightly.

"Alas, yesterday I let Master Feisheng stir up, but I forgot to ask about the meridians, it's really a mistake." Zhang Qingyuan thought depressedly.

Looking at the time, it was already 8:50, and it was time to go down the mountain to practice.

When the master was still there, he was extremely disgusted with this exercise, and felt that it was a shackle. But when the master was gone, he suddenly found that let him run back and forth once a day, even if he was asked to run ten round-trips, as long as the master was still there, he was willing.

But this can only be thought about, and it is very unrealistic.

Between this reality and illusory delusions, Zhang Qingyuan matured step by step and began to understand the meaning of cherishing.

Just then, the phone rang.

took out the phone from his pocket, and an unfamiliar landline phone number was displayed on the screen, Zhang Qingyuan thought about it and picked it up.

"Hello, who?"

"It's Teacher Zhang, right? I'm Hu Yuande. A middle-aged man's voice came from the earpiece.

Zhang Qingyuan frowned slightly, Zhang Qingyuan had only been in contact with this Hu Yuande once, and he had met him when he went to the Art and Design Institute of Jiangnan Institute of Technology to report, and he was the vice president of the small courtyard.

The school generally calls the whole school the courtyard, and the various departments of the school are called the small courtyard, and this Hu Yuande is the deputy dean in charge of teaching in the School of Art and Design.

Zhang Qingyuan felt bad about Hu Yuande's manipulation at that time, but now that he is under his hands, he can't say anything, so he still replied:

"Oh, it's Dean Hu, what's the matter?"

The tone was flat, without a hint of waves.

Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's words, Hu Yuande, who was tapping on the desktop on the other end of the phone, pointed his fingers and frowned slightly, thinking to himself Is this kid really a nerd, or does he not understand the world? Your own vice president, your immediate boss, called you, not to say that you were respectful, at least you should be polite, why do you have this attitude?

glanced at the young man standing next to him listening to his phone, raised his hand, motioned for him to sit on the sofa, and then said:

"Teacher Xiao Zhang, as a high-achieving student introduced by our college from Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts, this ...... It's Hua Lao's closed disciple again, so ah, the academy is going to add some burden to you, that is, let you also enter the graduation tutor group, as the graduation tutor of this year's senior graduates, what do you think? ”

In Huaxia, as an art and design major, because of the restrictions on English in the postgraduate entrance examination, there are not many doctors, even masters. It can't meet the needs of teachers majoring in art and design in major universities, and some schools even give lectures to some undergraduate graduates, and professors are even scarce.

For Jiangnan Institute of Technology, an undergraduate college that ranks low in the middle of the entire Jiangnan Province, there are only four full and associate professors in the School of Arts, which is still including Zhang Qingyuan.

Therefore, it is impossible for all of the supervisors of the senior undergraduate graduates to be professors, and some of them are lecturers. Not only is there nothing wrong with having Zhang Qingyuan as a graduate mentor, but it is normal.

"Oh, that's right." Zhang Qingyuan didn't think much about it when he heard Hu Yuande say something at work, as a newcomer, since the leaders of the hospital had ordered him, he was not hypocritical, so he nodded and said, "Dean Hu, I have no problem." ”

"Very good, Teacher Xiao Zhang really deserves to be a high-achieving student, not afraid of trouble, not afraid of hardship......" Hu Yuande was about to continue to put on a high hat for Zhang Qingyuan, and after thinking about it, this kid is clearly a nerd, and he estimates that he won't listen to it no matter how much he says, so it's better to get straight to the point.

Thinking of this, Hu Yuande changed his words and said: "Principal teacher, that's the case, this year, a few students have come up with a relatively novel graduation design topic, no, next year will be the 80th anniversary of the founding of the army, the country is also soliciting new military uniform design plans within the whole shijie, these students think that on the one hand, they can participate in the competition as exercise, and on the other hand, they can also complete their graduation projects." ”

"This is a very thoughtful graduation project, and the teachers of our college are very optimistic about this plan, with ideas and new ideas, and at the same time, it is in line with the development of the country......

Hu Yuande began to babble about those meanings again, and Zhang Qingyuan hurriedly took the mobile phone away from his ears, and when he heard that the other party stopped, he took it back again, only to hear Hu Yuande continue:

"Now, this is the case, the graduation students and topics of other teachers have been finalized, because you came relatively late, and there are no students who have chosen you, so the college wants you to lead these students to carry out their graduation projects."

Hu Yuande paused, and continued to say in an official tone: "Teacher Xiao Zhang, is there a problem?" ”

Hearing Hu Yuande's words, Zhang Qingyuan pursed his lips disdainfully, and said in his heart that you have finished speaking, what else can I say, so he said lightly: "Since it was arranged by the leaders of the college, I have no opinion." ”

Hu Yuande, who was choked with a word, was stunned, although it was indeed a forced arrangement to catch ducks on the shelves, but it was not interesting to pick out the words, Hu Yuande was slightly annoyed, but he continued to say with excellent kung fu:

"Mr. Zhang, being able to become a graduation tutor is recognized by the college and a moment to prove your achievements. Well, now that you've agreed, that's it. ”

"Haode, Dean Hu." Zhang Qingyuan's words were still as calm as water, and it seemed that this 'burden' had no effect on him.

Hu Yuande was puzzled for a moment, thinking that the graduation tutor could indeed add points to the teaching work, but if the students' graduation design works were not good, it would not be a good thing, but a bad thing.

However, since Zhang Qingyuan agreed, he didn't bother to talk to him again, and said with a smile: "Then Mr. Zhang, can you take the time to come back in the past two days to meet with your students and communicate about the graduation project?" After all, this is related to the graduation of students, and it cannot be delayed. ”

Listening to Hu Yuande's words now, Zhang Qingyuan directly felt a little sour in his teeth, and said in his heart that you are just the vice president of a small courtyard, a big official, what kind of official score do you put with me, but you can only think about it in your heart, if you really want to say it, it is not a matter of no emotional intelligence, but it is really two.

Zhang Qingyuan is too idle now, Huang Lao doesn't need his acupuncture now, and Jiang Hangong is practicing on him, thinking that it would be good to go back, get in touch with those students as soon as possible, and finalize the design plan as soon as possible, so he replied: "Then I'll go back now, I guess I can go to school at noon." ”

"It seems that Teacher Xiao Zhang is still very considerate of the students, okay, I will inform those students later, and ask them to come to your office at three o'clock in the afternoon to find you." Now that the goal has been achieved, Hu Yuande stopped talking nonsense and said simply.

"Haode, Dean Xiexie Hu." Listening to Hu Yuande's words, he finally returned to the level of a normal person, Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help crying and laughing, and said in his heart, I don't know if you Dean Hu is tired from wearing this hypocritical mask all day long.

"That's okay, that's it, Mr. Zhang." After speaking, Hu Yuande hung up the phone, seemingly unwilling to say more to Zhang Qingyuan.

Listening to the busy sound of 'toot' in his ears, a sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Qingyuan's mouth.

He is not a fool, Dean Hu must have something in this phone call today.

However, what he, Zhang Qingyuan, is most afraid of.

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