At least in the Academy of Fine Arts, it is not uncommon for students to be teaching assistants, and it is said that strongmen like Zhao Leilei and Qiao Yu began to be oil painting teaching assistants in their freshman and sophomore years.

It is really the top students of the attached high school, and the students who are strengthened in the general art examination, and there is a big gap in professional strength.

Wan Changsheng is probably much more ahead than them in terms of seal carving, after all, there are few students in the Department of Chinese Painting who are studying seal carving.

At this stage, it would be good to be able to figure out the freehand work of the Chinese painting profession itself.

So when Wan Changsheng came to report to the office, he didn't have any worries.

Several teachers also discussed with Wan Changsheng whether the art examination enrollment and the Chinese painting department could be differentiated.

Is this a topic to discuss with first-year students?

But obviously, everyone knows that the art training class led by Wan Changsheng has just raised tens of millions of nearly 100 million funds!

Although no one took the initiative to say the money.

Wan Changsheng is so low-key, he doesn't have any rich and generous pie, and he is not like a local tyrant who takes his mobile phone to buy ice cream for a large group of people, and politely asks the list of students who want to take the seal carving class, because it is an elective course for each grade, he thinks it is better to be familiar with it in advance.

The office administrative teacher was very enthusiastic, and Lawan Changsheng went to the computer to check the form by himself, but he didn't have time to print it just after it was discharged.

So Wan Changsheng sat in front of the computer, casually found a piece of paper and lowered his head to transcribe the names of more than a dozen students, and his face was blocked by the monitor.

At this moment, Yan Congwen walked in, and roughly swept the office, probably without seeing Wan Changsheng, so he spoke: "That student surnamed Wan still has the face to be a teaching assistant?" It's not that Lao Gou used to cover him, and he couldn't even enter the Academy of Fine Arts! ”

The expressions on the faces of the other teachers were strange, and they must have subconsciously turned their heads to look at Wan Changsheng.

Before Yan Congwen could react, following their gaze, he saw Wan Changsheng's squinting expression rising behind the monitor "screen" on the corner desk, and a sly smile on his face: "Is the student surnamed Wan me?" ”

The rumor that other teachers gossiped everywhere afterwards was: "The expression on Yan Congwen's face can be called the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, all opened, and it is so exciting!" ”

Because he may have used all his energy to control the language, he forced a calm voice: "Yes! It's you......"

Wan Changsheng smiled: "At the beginning, I was called Lao Gou Lao in front of people, and I almost knelt down and hugged my thighs, but now I am Lao Gou in the back of people, you have turned big enough." ”

Maybe everyone's impression of Wan Changsheng was polite and gentle, but they never imagined that he could be so sarcastic and mean in person.

The other teachers in the office had even more strange expressions on their faces.

Yan Congwen jumped like thunder: "You figure it out!" You're just a student, you're insulting a professor! You are destroying the ethical relationship between teachers and students......"

A stack of big hats flew over.

In fact, if it weren't for Yan Congwen to provoke Wan Changsheng, he wouldn't have much interest in quarreling with others.

But since he has torn his face, Wan Changsheng doesn't mind using this opportunity to show his toughness, so as not to be a good person who can be bullied by anyone.

So after waiting for the other party to finish scolding, Wan Changsheng said slowly: "Whether I can enter the Academy of Fine Arts or not is the decision of the first place scored by many teachers, not by someone, please figure out that this is legally responsible, you said that I couldn't even enter the Academy of Fine Arts, that is, there was a problem with the original test scores, and there were problems with the ability, level and fairness of the teachers who participated in the marking, and the sabotage of the college entrance examination can be investigated for criminal responsibility, are you sure you won't take back that sentence?" ”

Yan Congwen was manic with disdain: "That's what Lao Tzu said, call the police to arrest me, I'm also about to sue you for slandering me, a little erection, you dare to talk about what art you know, Lao Tzu's exploration of art, you know a fart!" Genius can't be taught at all, art is always beyond the concept of good looking and bad looking! ”

Wan Changsheng is not scared at all when he quarrels with others, and he has been in the bar so many times, and he is already a little familiar with the fact that when artists argue about art, they are no different from street hooligans, so he is more calm: "The premise of all art should be beauty, the beauty accepted by the public, those pretentious and rigid so-called artistic explorations are just dark and impetuous eye-catching, at best, it is a matter of personal aesthetic ability, and at worst, it is a matter of misleading the people's aesthetic concepts, which is a crime." ”

Yan Congwen was made angry by him: "Do you know calligraphy?" Do you know art? Not very old, but talking nonsense with his mouth open, I'll tell you! Now that there's no one to cover you, I'll take care of you......"

Wan Chang was angry: "Except for occasionally writing a few strokes, I don't know calligraphy, and the countrymen don't know any art, but I only know that we are called the Academy of Fine Arts, not ugly arts, calligraphy and calligraphy, it is the law of writing, and the law is solemn!" As an artist and calligrapher, you should maintain enough respect for your profession, grandstanding blasphemy art, and what kind of woman body is involved at every turn, that is called vulgarity, I said that our Academy of Fine Arts can't even exhibit human body works now, just because there is a black sheep like you, like rat droppings, this pot of soup is ruined! ”

In front of more than a dozen teachers, professors, and graduate students, Yan Congwen was really reprimanded by Wan Changsheng in person, and he went around the bend without dirty words, and scolded bloody.

The professors, teachers, and students around were dumbfounded.

Didn't Wan Changsheng never blush with others?

Of course, he didn't blush now, but Yan Congwen was so angry that his face was red and white.

Anyway, although everyone tried their best to pretend to be expressionless, their eyes had betrayed their mood.

It's really Yan Congwen who wantonly distorts traditional culture under the slogan of art, and also puts on an innovative skin to do a few tricks.

Everyone is just hindering the relationship between teachers and students in the same school, and it is not easy to tear up the skin.

It's a bit like looking at the emperor's new clothes, everyone is waiting to see who will uncover it.

But I didn't expect it to be Wan Changsheng!

Yan Congwen was so angry that he jumped over to kick Wan Changsheng!

Several young and middle-aged teachers hurriedly stretched out their hands and grabbed him, pulled him back, and persuaded: "Teacher Yan, forget it!" Children don't know ......"

"Teacher Yan, don't be so angry with your students......"

"Wan Changsheng, apologize to Teacher Yan, how can you disrespect the teacher like this?"

The expressions were actually unbearable, and some people tried their best to give Wan Changsheng a look, but they still persuaded him to forget it, there was no need to be tough with this kind of guy who went crazy.

Besides, with Wan Changsheng's stonemason physique, everyone grabbed Yan Congwen, I'm afraid it's still for the sake of the middle-aged professor's body, don't wait for it to become a farce in the teaching and research department.

Wan Changsheng still sat there: "Oh, Teacher Yan, I didn't scold anyone by name, I scolded the kind of old dog hooligan who used the banner of calligraphy and actually molested women in disguise!" ”

Yan Congwen was about to explode, struggling to pounce on Wan Changsheng, and put on the momentum of wanting to die together!

I don't know if it was a slippery hand or deliberate, anyway, those young and middle-aged teachers, none of them stopped, so they let Yan Congwen rush towards Wan Changsheng.

Wan Changsheng saw the furious Professor Yan, and actually took advantage of the inertia to prop himself on the desk next to him, breathing violently and panting, posing as an asthma patient in urgent need of rescue: "Wan Changsheng!" I, I, I warn you, I ...... will make you, let you not finish your ......"

Wan Changsheng smiled: "Ouch, you have to weigh what you say and say it well, the last teacher who claimed to not want me to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts has been expelled and sentenced to probation for committing a crime, and if it is against me, my luck will not be good." ”

Yan Congwen was so angry that his fingers were trembling when he pointed at Wan Changsheng: "Okay, okay...... I'll let you never think about turning over in the calligraphy world......"

Wan Changshengpi was very happy at this time: "Haha, I'm lucky, I'm already studying for a double degree in the sculpture department, and I will definitely not be in the calligraphy world in the future, you bother." ”

Yan Congwen tried his best: "Seal carving!" Don't think about carving it! ”

An old voice came from behind: "Who said that?" ”

Yan Congwen was shocked and turned his head in disbelief.

Wan Changsheng had already stretched his neck to look at the door: "Yo! Master, what kind of wind blew you here......"

A room of teachers and graduate students looked at Wan Changsheng, and there was a damn envy for his pampered and arrogant tone.

Is this the romance with a backstage?

The head of the department, who was supposed to appear in the department office on time to prepare for a meeting, was standing at the door of the office with Mrs. Guan and a group of people.

Like a fool, he looked at Yan Congwen.