The boring Jinshi inscription seal book is definitely not as attractive to ordinary people as playing mahjong.

Wan Changsheng didn't know what Lao Tong's innovation was like, but it was definitely more interesting than seal carving.

Because the old boy sneered: "Just five hundred years ago, when Michelangelo was just becoming famous, the Vatican Pope favored him, Bramante was not used to it, and instigated the pope to cancel Michelangelo's business, and took advantage of the situation to obtain the building power of St. Peter's Basilica, but the course of history, forty years later, Michelangelo took over the construction of St. Peter's Basilica, and completed the most outstanding single work in human history so far, history will eventually show who is the stubborn who hinders the progress of art!" ”

Gou Lao is familiar with it: "We are discussing how to carry forward the beauty of Chinese tradition, what are you doing with foreigners?" ”

Lao Tong went around the bend: "The Italian masters of five hundred years ago were so brave and ruthless, and they were full of blood, and it was understandable that they were fighting each other, but except for Caravaggio who duels with people at every turn, Michelangelo and Bramante They are finally competing with their own works, and they have competed for many great works, so that we can feast our eyes on future generations, fight and fight, worthy of the masters, they have never used administrative means, and they have never used administrative means to slander and report each other on the line, am I right?" ”

Gou Lao sneered: "The line struggle has always been cruel, we want to carry forward the beauty of tradition, naturally we must completely abandon those dross, child, don't be bewitched by him......"

When he spoke to Wan Changsheng, it was called a kind eyebrow.

Everyone around is estimated to have become accustomed to this kind of confrontation, but the last attitude towards Gou Lao almost shocked his jaw.

Wan Changsheng himself was even more surprised, and finally swallowed his saliva: "I have been taught, I am ......"

He really doesn't know how to speak, I just had my grades cancelled by you.

Gou Lao took out a very old notepad from the pocket of his suit, which was very intimate and precious, and took out a messy scratch paper, with a red chapter printed on it: "Is this what you carved?" ”

Wan Changsheng was so surprised that he took it and took a look, even if he glanced at this "seal from the book" and knew that it was his own, he still had to take a look: "Yes, this ......"

Gou Lao nodded calmly: "A person who can calm down to study the carving of the golden stone seal is as firm as this seal, and the four words from the book can basically explain his character, and the extra-Indian kung fu is also a basic requirement, and I was one-sided before...... Who told you to suddenly get such hair, I almost didn't recognize it! ”

Just didn't feel embarrassed to admit his mistake, and didn't care that he was slapped in the face by himself, he got up and tore up the decision by the way: "Wan Changsheng, I hope to see your name when the school starts in September, I will delay my retirement, wait for you to apply for my graduate school, and invite you to taste my collection of several ancient seals when the school starts, and the spread also needs to be inherited." ”

Then Shi Shiran left!

The back looks very relaxed.

Inheritance!

Is this to convey the meaning of the mantle to accept the closed disciples?

Leaving a room full of people looking at each other, several leaders or professors who were obviously more old-fashioned looked at Wan Changsheng a few more times, and then hurriedly followed.

The rest are more painter-like characters, including the dean who sketched the photo, and scratched his head vigorously: "Gou Lao...... Since he doesn't advocate dealing with this matter, and no one thinks that there is fraud now, then please ask the admissions office to communicate the results with the competent departments at all levels, and then rearrange the rankings, this matter is finally solved perfectly, and we have not missed a talented student. ”

A number of people still rushed to applaud.

Zhao Leilei laughed.

Lao Tong didn't smile, his eyes widened and he slapped the table with his teeth: ", what does Uncle Gou mean?" Don't pick people up and rob people instead? Not so ruthless, right? I have never seen a Chinese painting student who ranked first in the professional examination, and finally went to study a graduate student in gold and stone seal carving! Isn't this a tyrannical thing? Painting! We are paintings! ”

The others looked at him angrily, and for some reason, they were even happier: "Old boy, forty years, Michelangelo won Bramante for forty years, you can too, don't worry, don't worry......"

"Wan Changsheng still looks like he can still double cultivate calligraphy and painting, and it's no problem for top students to take a few more courses."

But a tall middle-aged man who didn't talk much from beginning to end got up first and sulked: "This is a farce, I have nothing to do with it, I'm busy." ”

The poor dean couldn't suppress these big names who were coaxed by cowhides: "Cannon, you won't sit for a while?" How is your department's admissions? ”

The big man was impatient: "What do you think?" If you don't reform, Lao Tzu will be the last one! ”

After saying that, he walked away.

Lao Tong was still warning Wan Changsheng: "Brother, don't mess with that kind of old guy who plays with his wrists at every turn, don't say that we won't recognize you as a brother in the future." ”

The rest of the people coaxed: "Ouch, old boy, is it starting to be enveloped now?" ”

Lao Tong was as thick-skinned as ever, and spread his hands and teeth: "Hasn't someone been hinting at me to entrap people?" Oh, now that you think it's good, start grabbing it with me, don't you bring it like this, right? ”

In fact, the pride on his face could not be concealed, and his hands were more like Huang Feihong's pose.

Wan Changsheng was a little confused by this series of sharp turns, and he didn't know what to say.

Such a one-sided sentence is over?

I'm already going to the National Academy of Fine Arts, and now you're telling me it's okay to continue taking the exam?

I got in touch with everyone, so I bought a house and paid for tuition.

I originally had the title of the gold list, I didn't do anything wrong, and I was framed and I could never recover, but now just because I can carve the seal and enter the eyes of the law, everything will be fine, and it will be written off?

That's kind of ironic, right?

Zhao Leilei is still more accustomed to being regarded as a genius scene, and he also got up: "Then it's okay, let's go, I originally said to give Brother Wan a farewell drink, so it seems that to celebrate, just wait for the start of school in September, and everyone will have a good time." ”

Lao Tong, the titular Chinese painter, is indeed a bit Westernized, snapped his fingers and got up: "Good wine, it's a holiday anyway, the admissions team is fine, everyone who is interested is here?" ”

The response was like a cloud, only the dean regretted and greedy: "Oh, I want to go too, but this bowl of water has to be flat......"

Lao Tong was still a little unhappy: "Isn't it just that the qualifications in the system are old, he said that if he can't do it, he will be blind, and he said okay...... I said it's good he didn't reach out in any other way, otherwise you'd be choking. ”

The dean didn't hear it, and smiled at Wan Changsheng: "Classmate Wan, I hope that these twists and turns will not affect your perception of Shumei, life is not satisfactory in the world, I am also a painter, a painter who came out of the rural and mountainous areas, but since I sit in the position of dean of administrative management, I must fulfill my job responsibilities, even if I delay my painting creation many times, I must be responsible for most people, so if you feel wronged, I suggest that you can transform this emotion into creation, and I do this, You are very welcome to apply for the Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts, and I hope to see you report in the new academic year, and we will shape the best art era together. ”

To be the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts, it must be a famous person with both fame and ability, and to be able to speak to a little-known young candidate like this, he is very broad-minded.

Wan Changsheng was even a little frightened: "Ah, you're polite......"

It's really that the plot reverses too fast, so fast that Wan Changsheng doesn't know how to speak.

If you don't know what to say, it's a bar.

Wan Changsheng was wrapped in a group of teachers, overwhelmed by them, curious to inquire about how the countrymen who were the first in this major practiced, walked through several school buildings, and didn't see the green belts and buildings everywhere and the sculptures everywhere, so he walked into a place that seemed to be lined up like a large warehouse, and a tank stopped on the central platform with its head held high.

Zhao Leilei reminded Wan Changsheng to tell his family about this change first, and casually introduced that this is the painter's village where various studios gather, which is called the tank warehouse.

Before Wan Changsheng could see the iron lump that he had never seen before, he had already been pulled by them and saw a large bottle of wine.

Uh, so Wan Changsheng missed visiting the Academy of Fine Arts again, which is a park-like environment full of sculptures, and those sculptures that will definitely interest him.

Not necessarily, for example, this kind of tinkering with a real tank is also called a sculpture.

This is definitely a huge difference from the sculpture that Wan Changsheng understood.

He still doesn't appreciate it.