Yuan Yuan hurriedly waved his hand, "Master Bao, you are old, don't run around." This time, I'll just go with Da Niu. Whose children go to war and bring their elders with them?"

Zhen Bao thought about it, and finally agreed, "Okay, then I won't go to the battlefield with the young master." Da Niu, you have to protect the young master. ”

Wu Daniu nodded, "Master Bao, don't worry, I will definitely protect the young master." ”

The three of them had lunch and went to practice separately.

When it was almost time for class, Zhang Xiangfeng actually came to find Yuan Yuan.

"Senior Brother Yuan, let's go and sign up together. To sign up, you have to go to the Academic Affairs Office, Mr. Wu Liancheng. Zhang Xiangfeng said.

Yuan Yuan nodded.

Yuan Yuan took Wu Da Niu, Zhang Xiangfeng took Zhang to get lost, and the four of them walked to the Academic Affairs Office.

The Academic Affairs Office is located in a small building in the teaching area of the Academy of Fine Arts.

This small building has several departments, such as the Academic Affairs Office, the Dean's Office, the Faculty Lounge, and so on.

However, because teachers usually leave after class, the teacher's lounge is just a decoration.

And the dean, if there is nothing to do, he will not come to the dean's office, so the dean's office is almost equivalent to furnishings.

When they arrived at the Academic Affairs Office, there were already a few students inside.

There are these students from all grades, but there are no elite classes.

The students in the elite class are all students who have already stepped into the realm of painters, they think highly of themselves, and they are all working hard to prepare for stepping into the realm of painters, so none of the students in the elite class have signed up.

Because this semester, Qi Xiaozhi left and went to the Qingyang Luoshui Painting Institute, and there were only six students left in the elite class.

If Qi Xiaozhi hadn't left, according to his character, he might have gone to join in the fun. Now that Qi Xiaozhi is gone, the other students in the elite class have no idea of joining in the fun.

Wu Liancheng sat at the table, and the other one was in charge of the service. Sundries of the person, in the name of the registration.

In the art academy, there are still many people who are responsible for chores.

These people are paid according to the silver taels.

They are generally ordinary people, not painters. Moreover, their division of labor is also very detailed.

For example, there is a Ministry of Health that cleans up the inside of the painting center. There are dozens of people from the Ministry of Health alone. Respectively deal with the sanitation of the campus of the art academy, the sanitation of the teaching building, the studio, and the sanitation of the campus in the villa area, etc. Wait a minute.

There are also people who guard the gates, and people who are responsible for student records, and so on.

The number of staff in the academy is about twice as large as the number of students.

At this time, the person in charge of registration is a handyman.

The student opened the painting dictionary and showed Wu Liancheng the "Ten Thousand Arrows", and then Wu Liancheng nodded, and the handyman staff will register the name, age, and place of origin of the students who meet the requirements. Home address, emergency contact.

These records are very detailed. It is a record of possible dangers.

For example, in case a student loses his life on the battlefield.

The Academy will use the information registered by the student. Contact the family, then bring the student's belongings, grants, bereavement benefits, etc. Return to the student's family.

So, this step is essential.

As for the emergency contacts, it was the student who had an accident. Who to contact when contacting your family. Who can be responsible for the student's affairs. Wait a minute.

It was Zhang Xiangfeng's turn, and after Zhang Xiangfeng revealed his "Ten Thousand Arrows", with the permission of Wu Liancheng's nod, he began to tell his information.

Emergency contact, Zhang Xiangfeng thought about it again and again, and still filled in the name of his father Zhang Quan.

If, in case, he did not fill in the name of his father Zhang Quan, but filled in the name of his mother Xiao Ruoshui, when the time comes, it will be transmitted back to the family, and it will be another turmoil.

Yuan Yuan's home address naturally filled in the eighteenth villa of the painting academy. The emergency contact person is filled in Zhen Bao.

The handyman saw that Yuan Yuan had filled in the address of the villa of the painting academy, and the contact person had the same surname as him. Suddenly, as if he understood something, a sympathetic expression rose on his face.

Yuan Yuan naturally understood the thoughts of this handyman, but he didn't care.

The registration is complete, and the time for the class has passed.

When Yuan Yuan and Zhang Xiangfeng arrived at the studio, the other students had already started painting.

Yuan Yuan and Zhang Xiangfeng explained to Hei Ni and Dai Pei the reason why the two of them were late. Hei Ni, Dai Pei, nodded and didn't say anything.

The two of them found a place, summoned the Dictionary, and then prepared to continue drawing the Ten Thousand Arrows.

Although, Wu Liancheng said that it is enough for one person to prepare a "Ten Thousand Arrows Map".

However, whether it is Yuan Yuan or Zhang Xiangfeng, they want to prepare a few more pictures and be prepared.

Moreover, the two of them, one is in the realm of painters and the other is in the realm of painters, and their bodies are much more abundant than ordinary students. It can also support them to inspire a number of "Ten Thousand Arrows".

During these five days, the teacher did not disturb the students to prepare for the battle.

Although the students who were preparing to go to the battlefield were only a small part, this matter was still treated very carefully.

In these five days, Yuan Yuan painted three oil paintings "Ten Thousand Arrows", four freehand paintings "Ten Thousand Arrows", two gongbi paintings "Ten Thousand Arrows", and two watercolor "Ten Thousand Arrows".

These "Ten Thousand Arrows" are enough for him to use.

Although Zhang Xiangfeng drew a little less than Yuan Yuan, it was not much less.

On the sixth day, no classes, vacation. Yuan Yuan and Zhang Xiangfeng went to Jihuatang to buy some painting supplies. Although you may go to the battlefield and don't have time to practice or paint, you can be prepared. It's better to prepare some as well.

Zhen Bao saw that Yuan Yuan was so concerned about the war and so eager, and he was helpless in his heart.

As an elder, as a person who cares about Yuan Yuan, he naturally doesn't want Yuan Yuan to go to the battlefield. I was afraid that something would happen to Yuan Yuan.

After all, anything can happen on the battlefield.

But he also knows that the battlefield is indeed a place to hone people. If Yuan Yuan has been baptized by the bloody wind, it will have a very good effect on his character, way of doing things, martial arts heart, and so on.

Therefore, he was not so ruthless to prevent Yuan Yuan from going to the battlefield.

He also wanted to follow Yuan Yuan to the battlefield, but Yuan Yuan rejected him.

I thought about it. He also understood that if he, a master of the painter realm, followed Yuan Yuan like a nanny, Yuan Yuan would definitely not get the exercise he deserved.

So, in the end, this matter had to be abandoned.

For dinner in the evening, Zhang Xiangfeng also came to Yuan Yuan's villa and ate together.

Even, Yuan Yuan had to invite Yu'er, and Zhang got lost.

This meal was practiced for him and Zhang Xiangfeng. Naturally, it's not good not to invite Yu'er.

Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Liu naturally knew that their young master was going to the battlefield, and they were also more worried about this matter.

When preparing dinner, he prepared a lot of Yuan Yuan's favorite dishes.

Much more abundant than ever.

During the meal, although Yu'er didn't say anything, although she still had a smile on her face, it could be seen from her stiff facial expression that she was also more worried.

Seeing Yu'er like this. Zhang Xiangfeng took her hand, and then said softly, "Don't worry, nothing will happen." ”

Yu'er still stiffened a smile. Obviously, he did not relax because of Zhang Xiangfeng's words.

Because tomorrow morning has to be early, so. No one was drinking.

Just eating and talking.

Halfway through the meal, Zhen Bao's expression was solemn. He solemnly bowed to Zhang Xiangfeng and said, "Master Zhang, my young master is young. I hope that after Zhang Gongzi goes to the border city, he can take more care of my young master. Whether it's in dealing with things or on the battlefield, mention more of my young master. ”

Zhang Xiangfeng suddenly became uneasy and stood up, "Master Bao, don't worry, I will definitely take care of Senior Brother Yuan." I try my best to be with Senior Brother Yuan, whether it is on the battlefield or in daily life, I will try my best to take care of Senior Brother Yuan. ”

When Zhen Bao heard this, his face showed joy, "The old slave is here, thank Zhang Gongzi first." ”

Zhang Xiangfeng waved his hand, "It should be, it should be." Senior Brother Yuan and I have such a good relationship, I won't see anyone outside. I will definitely discuss with him more about anything. Moreover, Senior Brother Yuan's strength is stronger than mine, maybe when the time comes, I still need Senior Brother Yuan to take care of me. ”

Zhen Bao listened and nodded.

After dinner, Zhang Xiangfeng and Yuan Yuan agreed that they would meet in front of Yuan Yuan's villa at a quarter of an hour tomorrow morning, and they would take Yu'er and Zhang lost their way and left.

Zhang Xiangfeng left, and Zhen Bao churned out a lot of things for Yuan Yuan to take with him.

There were medicines, there was food, there were even two quilts, a tent.

Zhen Bao said earnestly, "Young Master, we don't know what the situation is in the border city, so it's good to bring more things and be prepared." Many of these drugs are used to treat trauma. These foods were also carefully prepared by Mrs. Wang. Tents and quilts should also be brought. ”

Yuan Yuan nodded and included all these things in the painting dictionary.

Zhen Bao continued, "Young Master, if you encounter an enemy who is difficult to beat, don't care about your face. When it's time to run away, you still have to run away. Where there is life, there is hope. Life is the first priority. ”

Yuan Yuan smiled and nodded again, "Master Bao, I know." When I encounter someone who can't be defeated, I will naturally take saving my life as the first rule. ”

Hearing that Yuan Yuan accepted his suggestion, Zhen Bao was relieved.

Zhen Bao was also afraid that Yuan Yuan would resist the enemy to the death.

In his view, war is war, but it is a way of balancing the interests brought about by two ethnic groups for the sake of some unequal distribution of interests.

If Yuan Yuan's blood boiled and he lost his life for such a war, then it was called wrong.

In the evening, Yuan Yuan still prepared a potion according to his previous habits, drew a spirit painting, and then went upstairs to cultivate his divine soul.

Early the next morning, Yuan Yuan still got up early, practiced martial arts, had breakfast, and then walked out of the villa and waited for Zhang Xiangfeng outside the courtyard of the villa.

But for a moment, Zhang Xiangfeng also came in high spirits.

The two of them talked as they walked towards the square of the art academy.

By the time they arrived at the square, many people had already arrived.

Seventy-two students signed up for the war this time. Counting their followers, there were only a hundred and fifty people who were going to go to the battlefield.

He Pingyong will send them to the battlefield in a flying boat.

Because Wu Liancheng's strength was too low, there were not so many painting elements to inspire Feizhou, so He Pingyong could only go into battle in person.

When they arrived, He Pingyong and Wu Liancheng walked to the square. (To be continued.) )