In a small building in the northwest corner of the campus of Banyan University.

The members of the calligraphy and painting club sat in their seats one by one with tired faces, and yesterday under the supervision of Shen Tuliang, each of them barely completed a work, but they were also physically and mentally exhausted.

Soho sat quietly in the corner, she was wearing a long white linen dress, like a lotus flower in quiet bloom. On the table in front of her, there were two long paper tubes.

Fang Jing stayed by Soho's side and said with a worried face:

"Soho, after you left yesterday, Director Shentu was very angry and said that he would report to our law school and deal with you strictly!"

Soho smiled faintly, his face unwavering.

"Why aren't you worried at all? You are eligible in all aspects this semester, and if you are deducted credits for this matter, you will not be able to apply for a scholarship! Fang Jing said anxiously, "Why don't you find Senior Shentu, Director Shentu is his uncle, and his speech will definitely work!" ”

Soho shook his head lightly, smiled and said:

"Xiaojing, I don't think I did anything wrong! Why should you ask him? ”

Fang Yang had a great influence on Soho, and she didn't pay attention to threats such as credit deductions at all now.

Fang Jing was in a hurry when she heard this, and was about to persuade Soho again, when the door of the activity room opened, and a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament walked in surrounded by Shen Tuliang and several others.

Seeing this, Shen Tufan, who was a little restless in his seat, hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face and said:

"Director Lu, hello!"

Director Lu was slightly stunned, and Shen Tuliang beside him introduced:

"Director, this is Shen Tufan, the president of the Calligraphy and Painting Society, and he has put a lot of effort into the collection of entries for this calligraphy and painting competition. In addition, he has created a very good work of his own, and I think there is a good chance of winning it. ”

Director Lu nodded suddenly, smiled faintly, and said:

"Shen Tufan, I know you, you are the nephew of Deputy Director Shen Tu! Sure enough, it's a family history! ”

Shen Tufan bowed slightly, and replied in a loud voice:

"Director, you've won the prize!"

Director Lu smiled and shook hands with Shen Tufan gently, and then raised his eyes to look at everyone. Shen Tuliang immediately raised his voice knowingly and said:

"Students! Today, Director Lu Qiushi of the Art Department personally came to inspect the Calligraphy and Painting Club, firstly, to visit everyone, and secondly, to review the entries created by the students! Everyone's applause welcome! ”

The students applauded when they heard this, and Shen Tufan worked particularly hard. But the number of people is really small, and everyone is tired from working for so long yesterday, so the applause seems a little sparse.

Shen Tuliang's face was a little unpleasant, but Lu Qiu really didn't have a good seizure, and he continued:

"Let's put out all the works we created yesterday!"

Then Shen Tuliang turned his face to look at Lu Qiushi:

"Director ......"

Lu Qiushi smiled and nodded, raised his feet and walked to the nearest table, reached out to pick up the works on the table and looked at them carefully, while the classmate stood up nervously and nervously observed Lu Qiushi's face.

Lu Qiushi looked at it quietly for a while, and then put the work down noncommittally, he felt that the student next to him was a little nervous, showed a slight smile, patted the student on the shoulder, and then walked to the next work.

After reading the works of several people in a row, Lu Qiushi's face gradually sank, and the level of these studies obviously made him not very satisfied. Seeing this, Shen Tuliang hurriedly glanced at Shen Tufan, who was following them, Shen Tufan nodded knowingly, walked quickly to his seat and picked up the work, came to Lu Qiushi, and said respectfully:

"Director Lu, this is a Chinese painting I created, please give me a lot of advice!"

Lu Qiushi nodded and took Shen Tufan's painting and looked at it carefully. Shen Tufan painted an ink landscape painting, both in terms of structure and brushwork, which are decent, and appear to have a solid foundation. Lu Qiushi's slightly furrowed brows gradually stretched, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Shen Tuliang's uncle and nephew all breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Qiushi put down the painting and said to Shen Tuliang with a smile:

"Deputy Director! Your nephew's level is still good, the foundation is very solid, this landscape painting can be regarded as a good work, I believe that if you participate in the competition, there is hope to impact the award! ”

Shen Tuliang was overjoyed and said:

"Thank you Director for the compliment! Xiaofan is still young, and there is still a lot to learn! In the future, I will ask the director for more advice! ”

Lu Qiushi smiled and nodded, gently patted Shen Tufan's shoulder, and continued to move forward.

Shen Tufan was a little flattered, rolled up his painting and followed closely behind Lu Qiushi and Shen Tuliang.

The works hastily collected by the Calligraphy and Painting Society this time are generally of average level, except for Shen Tufan's landscape painting, there are only one or two works that make Lu Qiushi look a little eye-catching, and he also casually commented a few words. Most of the works Lu Qiushi basically looked at them once or twice, then put them down silently without commenting.

Shen Tuliang naturally knew that Lu Qiushi was not very satisfied with the works he had personally supervised and collected, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

At this time, Lu Qiushi and his party walked to the table in Soho in the corner of the activity room, and as soon as they saw Soho, Shen Tuliang's face immediately sank, he snorted coldly and said:

"Soho-san, do you know that your behavior yesterday was extremely wrong? It's simply unorganized and undisciplined! All the members of the Calligraphy and Painting Club are preparing for the competition, is it okay for others? Well? Are you the only one special? ”

After yesterday's incident, Shen Tuliang remembered Soho's name. The more he spoke, the more he continued:

"And you brought some messy people to the calligraphy and painting club casually without permission! What do you think of the Calligraphy and Painting Society? Yes? Wet market? Come and go as you want? Let me tell you, this matter of yours is not over yet, and when I am busy with the painting and calligraphy competition, I must report to the leaders of the law school, what else is there for you...... Fang Yang! Be sure to deal with it strictly! ”

At this time, Shen Tuliang suddenly realized that he was accompanying Lu Qiushi. As soon as he saw Soho just now, he was angry in his heart, and when he came up, he criticized him with his head and face. In fact, this is very taboo, the direct leader Lu Qiushi is present, he hasn't spoken yet, what is the matter with you Shen Tuliang jumping up and down!

Shen Tuliang immediately realized this, and hurriedly turned his head to explain to Lu Qiushi what happened yesterday, but he was surprised to find that Lu Qiushi didn't notice what he was talking about at all, only to see Lu Qiushi holding Soho's calligraphy work "Dotting the Lips", his eyes showed an excited look, and even the hand holding the rice paper trembled slightly.

After a while, Lu Qiushi's eyes reluctantly moved away from the work, and then carefully put it back on the table, before turning back and asking:

"Deputy Director, what did you just say?"

"Uh......" Shen Tuliang was a little unsure of Lu Qiushi's thoughts, just now he seemed to be quite satisfied with Soho's words, so Shen Tuliang was thinking about how to phrase it.

At this moment, Shen Tufan's eyes were very sharp, and he saw another picture of a lady at a glance, since the school began to circulate various versions of the story between Fang Yang and Soho, Shen Tufan was very uninterested in Fang Yang, especially after yesterday's incident, he was even more resentful of Fang Yang, so he didn't care about currying favor with Soho, so he pointed to the picture of the lady and said loudly:

"Director Lu, this painting is not the work of the members of our painting and calligraphy club!"

Shen Tufan's words reminded Lu Qiushi, and his eyes also fell on the picture of a lady. I saw that Lu Qiushi's eyes lit up, and his eyes kept going back and forth on Soho's face and paintings, and his eyes showed a strong look of admiration. And when he saw the text of the payment, he trembled all over his body and looked very shocked.

Shen Tu Fan didn't notice the change in Lu Qiushi's demeanor, and was still chattering:

"Director Lu, yesterday it was this Fang Yang who came to the Calligraphy and Painting Club to make trouble, and dragged Soho students away. Today, I sent this painting to Soho, and I must have no good intentions! ”

Shen Tuliang didn't look carefully at the two works brought by Su Ho, and when he heard Shen Tufan mention Fang Yang, he was also angry, and said in a tough tone:

"Yes, Director! This Fang Yang is simply too arrogant! Yesterday, I asked each of the students of the Calligraphy and Painting Club to complete an entry, and when everyone was preparing seriously, he broke in and made trouble, and pulled one of our classmates to leave directly! ”

After speaking, Shen Tuliang glanced at Soho, and there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

Lu Qiushi finally understood a little, he didn't speak, but looked at Soho with a kind smile, wanting to see how Soho answered.

Just now, Shen Tuliang split his head and covered his face and criticized him, Su He sat there calmly and indifferently, and now seeing their uncle and nephew singing and slandering Fang Yang, he finally couldn't help but pull a chair and stand up, and said playfully:

"Deputy Director Shentu, Fang Yang didn't make trouble, but I heard that I was delayed here, and he came over to find out about the situation, how did this become a troublemaker?"

After speaking, Soho turned to Lu Qiushi again and continued:

"Director Lu, Deputy Director Shentu stipulated yesterday that everyone must hand in a work, and it must be completed on the spot, which is unreasonable in itself, artistic creation needs inspiration, so many people are crowded in the room and messy, how can it be possible to produce good works? And although I left with my friend in advance, I also completed the creation, and even my friend personally created this picture of a lady in order to show his support for the school's competition, and entrusted me to submit it for review. ”

Soho was still a little nervous at first, which was also due to her personality, but as she spoke, her little fear was also forgotten, and the more she spoke, the clearer it became.

"Are you justified in that? It's just a mess! Shen Tuliang saw that a student in Soho actually dared to contradict him, and he immediately became angry, ignoring Lu Qiushi being by his side, and shouted directly, "Why can everyone abide by the rules, and you are the only one who is special?" Besides, I heard that you work at a bar at night, so what time do you come back? Still have time to create? It's not just a few words and a few strokes that can be called a work! What the hell are you? ”

After speaking, Shen Tuliang's hand slapped heavily on Soho's "Dotted Lips", he was already carried away by anger, and he completely forgot the look of admiration that Lu Qiushi showed when he looked at the work just now.

"Enough!" Lu Qiushi, who had been watching coldly, suddenly scolded loudly.