Shen Tuliang was stunned for a moment, and closed his mouth all of a sudden, and the students in the activity room did not dare to come out, and for a while, the whole room was as silent as death. Shen Tuliang looked at Lu Qiushi blankly, it was the first time he had seen the gentle Lu Qiushi lose his temper like this. Although Lu Qiushi is a middle-level leader of the school and the head of the art department, most of the time he is more like an elegant scholar, and he does not have the air of an ordinary bureaucrat.

Today, Lu Qiushi suddenly showed his majestic side, which made Shen Tu's conscience tremble.

"Deputy Director Shentu, in front of so many students, what is the noisy and shouting?" Lu Qiushi said with a cold face, "Besides, how did I just hear that you stipulate that students must each turn in their entries, and they must complete them on the spot?" Isn't this playing the piano indiscriminately? ”

"Deputy Director Shentu also told us that this is a collective decision of the Party Committee of the Art Department." Anyway, he had already offended Shen Tuliang, and Soho didn't care, so he lost no time in interjecting a sentence.

"This ......" Shen Tuliang hated Soho so much in his heart that his teeth itched, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and a handful of hair that "surrounded by the center" hung down, which looked very funny, and many students saw the embarrassed appearance of Shen Tuliang, and their hearts were happy, and they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Shen Tuliang hesitated for a long time before explaining:

"Director, I am mainly thinking about the importance of this painting and calligraphy competition. In the early stage, the progress of our work collection has been very smooth, so I want to put a little pressure on the students......"

"We are engaged in artistic creation, not mechanical labor on the assembly line of a factory!" Lu Qiushi ruthlessly interrupted Shen Tuliang's words and said, "Do you think you can create good works by relying on administrative orders?" ”

Shen Tuliang lowered his eyebrows and nodded, and said in a loud voice:

"Yes! Be! Be! Director, it's me who didn't think it through......"

Although the administrative levels of Shen Tuliang and Lu Qiushi are only half a level apart, their status in the art department and even the entire school is very different. Among the many deputy directors of the art department, Shen Tuliang is the worst in terms of artistic attainments, so he is mostly responsible for some specific administrative work. And Lu Qiushi not only has the final say in the art department, but also is a celebrity around President Wei, and he is also a nationally renowned calligrapher and a director of the Chinese Calligraphers Association. Therefore, Shen Tuliang only bowed his head and admitted his mistakes in front of Lu Qiushi.

Lu Qiushi didn't pay any attention to Shen Tuliang, but turned to Shen Tufan, stared at his eyes and looked at Shen Tufan uncomfortably for a while, before asking:

"Who stipulated that only members of the Calligraphy and Painting Society were allowed to participate in the Rongcheng Colleges and Universities Calligraphy and Painting Competition? Is it the organizing committee? Or does the school have a special notice? Why don't I know? ”

Lu Qiushi's tone was very calm, but when Shen Tufan heard it in his ears, it was no less than a thunderstorm, and he regretted that he had just jumped out without understanding the situation, and the good impression he had finally established in Director Lu was about to be ruined.

"Uh......" Shen Tufan was stunned by Lu Qiushi's series of rhetorical questions, his little white face was flushed, extremely embarrassed, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that Shen Tuliang's uncle and nephew had nothing to say, Lu Qiushi glanced at them coldly, and then turned around and asked Soho with a pleasant face:

"Soho-swean, can you sue me, who is his calligraphy teacher for your friend named Fang Yang?"

Just now, Lu Qiushi reprimanded the annoying uncle and nephew of Shentu, which was tantamount to giving himself a bad breath, Su He naturally had a good impression of Lu Qiushi, but his question Su He couldn't answer it, Su He didn't know much about Fang Yang's past, only knew some basic information about him.

Therefore, Su He pondered slightly, and also recalled in his mind whether Fang Yang had told him about this.

But Lu Qiushi was a little impatient, and asked expectantly with a hint of trill:

His calligraphy teacher ...... Isn't it Master Baiyan? ”

As soon as these words came out, one stone stirred up a thousand waves, the students in the activity room all showed shocked expressions, and Shen Tuliang's uncle and nephew also looked at Lu Qiushi with an incredible look, as if Lu Qiushi had suddenly become a big beauty.

Because Lu Qiushi's words were too unexpected.

Master Bai Yan is a master of Chinese painting and calligraphy, and can even be said to be the first person in the contemporary Chinese painting and calligraphy industry, at the same time, Master Bai Yan is also a famous master and collector of Chinese culture in China.

Lu Qiushi is also a well-known calligrapher in China, but in front of Master Bai Yan, he is no different from a primary school student. In fact, many people have heard of a rank and hearsay, that is, when he was young, Lu Qiushi was fortunate to be guided by Master Bai Yan, and it is said that he also benefited a lot, and later no matter how high Lu Qiushi achieved, every time he saw Master Bai Yan, he insisted on treating him with courtesy.

Soho was also frightened by Lu Qiushi's words, and she stayed for a while before replying:

"Impossible! Director Lu, you must be mistaken, although I don't know who Fang Yang's teacher is, it is definitely impossible to be Master Baiyan! ”

After speaking, Su Ho gave a brief introduction to Fang Yang's basic situation, and after Lu Qiushi listened to it, it was indeed impossible to think about it, he nodded a little disappointedly, and then couldn't help but look at the payment on the lady's picture again, and his face still showed an expression of disbelief.

After calming down a little, Lu Qiushi turned his face and said to Shen Tuliang:

"Deputy Director Shentu, these two works ...... There is also Shen Tufan's landscape painting, which is directly signed up for the competition. For other works, you convene a group of experts in the department to discuss and decide. ”

Not all works have the opportunity to participate in the competition, as a well-known university in Southeast Province, if the quality of the selected works is too low, it will really damage the image, so the art department will organize an expert group to conduct a primary selection. And Lu Qiushi's opinion is that the works of Soho and Fang Yang directly crossed the primary selection and signed up for the competition.

In the end, he saved some face for Shen Tuliang and chose Shen Tufan's work. Because from facts, the quality of this painting is also good, and Lu Qiushi is a scholar, so he will not completely deny Shen Tufan because of what happened just now.

After thinking about it, Lu Qiushi emphasized again:

"Participating in the competition should still be based on the principle of personal voluntariness, and you can't engage in administrative apportionment!"

"Yes! Be! Be! Shen Tuliang replied repeatedly.

Lu Qiushi looked at some of the remaining works, and then left the painting and calligraphy club with a few staff members. Shen Tuliang hesitated, didn't say a word, and left in a hurry. was reprimanded by Lu Qiu in front of so many students, Shen Tuliang's face was a little unbearable, and he wanted to give a few instructions, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it.

In the afternoon, Banyan Stadium.

Soho and Fang Yang walked side by side on the grass in the playground. The two met for lunch together, and in the morning, Fang Yang was bored in the reference room and wrote a paper for a long time in front of a cold Liu Xinyao, which made him dizzy, so after the meal, he took a walk together, and Soho naturally readily agreed.

From the time she eats to now, Soho seems to be in a very good mood and has been smiling non-stop. Fang Yang finally couldn't help but ask:

"What's going on today? See how happy you are, buying a lottery ticket and winning the jackpot? ”

Soho smiled and grabbed Bai Dao:

"Why are you so vulgar! Is it only money that makes you happy? ”

After speaking, Su Ho couldn't help himself, and described to Fang Yang what happened in the calligraphy and painting club in the morning like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, especially when it came to Shen Tuliang's uncle and nephew being reprimanded mercilessly by Lu Qiushi, Su Ho's eyebrows danced.

Soho's original personality is relatively submissive, she rarely gets angry with others, she has always been kind to others, even if others offend her, she generally doesn't go to her heart. But Shen Tu Liang and Shen Tu Fan's uncle and nephew were targeting Fang Yang everywhere, which made Su He unable to swallow this breath, in her eyes Fang Yang was simply perfect, and no one would be allowed to slander him.

"By the way, do you know what Director Lu of the Art Department said when he saw your lady's picture?" Soho asked.

"Say what?" Fang Yang cooperated with the ground interface. In fact, he has a strong confidence in his work, thinking that as long as the head of the department is not too bad, it will not be a bad word.

"He actually asked me if your calligraphy teacher was Master Baiyan......" Speaking of this, Soho was suddenly overjoyed.

"Yo! He's quite discerning! Fang Yang said with a smile, "This has all been discovered by him!" ”

"Come on! Say you're fat, you're still panting! Thinking that Fang Yang was joking, Soho gently slapped his shoulder and said coquettishly.

I don't remember that the teacher has a disciple surnamed Lu! I didn't expect the vision to be quite vicious! Fang Yangxin said.

In a sense, Lu Qiushi's guess is not wrong, in his previous life, Fang Yang was a close disciple of Master Bai Yan, and Master Bai Yan also praised Fang Yang's attainments in calligraphy and painting, especially in calligraphy, Master Bai Yan once said that Fang Yang was the only disciple who comprehended the essence of his calligraphy.

The words that Fang Yang put on the lady picture are far from Master Bai Yan's style in terms of shape, but if there are artists who have done in-depth research on Master Bai Yan's works, they can find that Fang Yang's words are exactly the same as Master Bai Yan's words in terms of spirit and spirit, and they can even be fake and true.

Lu Qiushi could see this at a glance, and naturally had a good relationship with Master Bai Yan.

When Fang Yang was trying to recall, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang rapidly.

"Sister Qian! Why do you have time to call me? Are you done with things at home? Seeing that it was Ning Qiaoqian calling, Fang Yang immediately answered the phone.

"Fang Yang, you can drive to Egret Island right now!" Ning Qiaoqian's voice revealed a deep anxiety, and she seemed very hurried.

Fang Yang hurriedly asked:

"What's wrong? What happened? ”

"I need your help with something important, so let's get right away! Address me to text you! Ning Qiaoqian was vague, and hung up the phone after saying this.

Listening to the busy sound of "doodoo" on the mobile phone, Fang Yang was confused, and in the face of Soho's inquiring gaze, Fang Yang shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Sister Qian called, but she didn't say it clearly, saying that she asked me to drive to Ludao immediately, and I was in a hurry to help, and then I hung up...... It seems to be in a hurry. ”

"Then you hurry up!" As soon as he heard that it was Ning Qiaoqian's matter, Su He hurriedly urged, "Don't delay Sister Qian's matter." ”

"Hmm!" Fang Yang nodded, gently put his arm around Suho's shoulder, then let go of his hand and strode towards the exit of the stadium.

"Do you want me to ask for leave from the bar for you?" Soho asked loudly behind him.

"No need! The car is parked right in the bar! When I got the car, I just asked Brother Qiang for a leave of absence! Fang raised his head and waved his hand without replying.