"What's going on out there?"

Cao Xuan lifted the frame of the mirror, saw the commotion at the door from the window of the classroom, and asked his assistant casually.

"Wait a minute...... I'll talk about it in a moment, but I have one more thing. ”

He waved his hand at Lao Yang, the assistant who was about to come over to pack up the teaching aids, turned his head to look at a female student with chestnut hair wearing thick glasses, and asked with a smile, "I remember your name is Kleisel?" International students from France. ”

"Uh-huh, Sasha Kleisel."

"I have the impression that the name is very good, and the grades are good."

The female student Sasha didn't expect that a big artist like Cao Xuan could really remember her name, and even her eyes were a little brighter under the thick lenses.

"I am a single parent family, living in the countryside of Provence, with my mother's surname since I was a child, and Cryel is my grandfather's surname, surname, surname......"

The schoolgirl is a little nervous, and she introduces herself in a panic.

Halfway through speaking, I suddenly remembered that a big person like Cao Lao had time to listen to her say such a messy trivial matter, and felt that I had messed up this rare private communication, and I was even more flustered.

The art girl, who was already a little afraid of society, lowered her head fiercely, looked at her toes, and stumbled nervously even to speak.

"Relax, little girl, I think I'm very amiable in class, am I scary?"

Mr. Cao Xuan was used to seeing such a scene, and smiled helplessly.

"No, no, no, it's just me, I adore you."

"Then raise your head and speak. As the only student in the class today who can remember the connection between the four-character inscription of 'He Sun Mutual Theory' in Qi Baishi's "Chicken Fighting for Earthworm Picture" and the worldview of 'sexual evil' contained in the Eastern philosopher Xunzi, this private conversation is what you deserve. ”

After the world's art practitioners have achieved fame.

As long as you want to, you can almost easily hang a professor's position in an art or music academy.

This is similar to the fact that after some economists win the Nobel Prize, most of them can hang the title of visiting professor or honorary professor in seven or eight universities or MBAs around the world.

These titles are almost all fictitious.

I don't really come to do research or teach with all my heart, and some even hold a few lectures a year online, just read a few minutes of scripts.

There are a few more gold-lettered signboards on the school's admissions page that can attract high-quality students, and scholars will get a few more honorary titles and a few more salaries for prostitution.

Take what you need, get the best of both worlds.

Uncle Sakai is a professor at the Tama Academy, but when he reaches his rank, the school almost never assigns him any teaching assignments, and rarely picks students to teach at the Tama Academy.

Spend money to support the big Buddha in the town courtyard.

Only when an invitation was sent by a name like Shwedagon Pagoda at the beginning of the year, and Uncle Sakai himself looked interesting, he would be willing to deign to move his fat body of about 200 catties and lead a trip in the name of the school.

In the entire Japanese literary circle.

The celebrity with the best reputation, the highest artistic virtue in the legend, and the most serious and well-known celebrity is Shinji Tanimura, the godfather of the king of Asian rock.

One of the most talked about deeds of Mr. Tanimura is that after he received the title of honorary professor of the Modu Conservatory of Music in Dongxia in the past few years, he really took the initiative to go to the Modu to prepare for classes and teach students.

It is known as a model of "virtue and art".

Cao Lao is also such a person who is both virtuous and artistic.

He had the temperament of an old-fashioned Eastern scholar, and his generation attached great importance to the meaning of the title and title "teacher".

A teacher for one day, a father for life.

This is a sacred and undesecrated relationship for both teachers and students.

Late nineties.

His second disciple Lin Tao was riding the east wind of the high-speed economic take-off of Dongxia back then, busy making money, he agreed to become a professor of CAFA, and he just wanted to be a title, Professor Lin, Teacher Lin, outside, just shouting good.

The course is just a fool.

As a result, after Cao Lao knew about this matter, he called Lin Tao over to split his head and cover his face, and he was also in his thirties, and he was almost cried by Cao Lao.

A good great painter who has already gained a reputation in Asia, was forced to stand by Cao Lao like a child in front of the wall all night.

The next day.

Professor Lin Tao flew back to Beijing and began to prepare to be in charge of an art studio next semester and take students full-time.

You must know that at that time, Gao Guxuan's agent had already begun to contact Lin Tao.

For the sake of this CAFA teaching position, he disrupted all his career plans.

Therefore, he gave up the opportunity to travel to Europe to make money, and perhaps also the opportunity to become the first Dongxia representative painter in the history of Gagosian Gallery.

He may have missed a hundred million.

Judging by Gagosian's world's No. 1 publicity and marketing capabilities, it is estimated that there is a genuine 100 million yuan, and it is difficult to say whether the unit is RMB or US dollars.

Professor Lin also regretted it, but Cao Lao did not allow it.

He didn't force Lin Tao to sign the contract, but since he agreed to be a teacher, he had to bring the students well in a down-to-earth manner, which was a matter of principle.

The Hamburg Academy of Fine Arts invited Cao Lao to be the head of the department, just to get a touch of the fairy spirit of this top Asian class.

A person who is almost a hundred years old, who would dare to arrange teaching indicators for such an old gentleman?

Crazy.

This is really a problem with being angry with the students in class, who is responsible? Who would dare to bear it?

A big guy like Cao Lao, who can't wait to go out and take two steps to be followed by the security team, can hold a lecture for 1,000 people every semester, and the school feels that it is worth the money.

Faced with the invitation, Cao Lao thought back and forth and hesitated for nearly a year.

When he really agreed, and when he came to Germany, the school realized that all their efforts and waiting were worth it.

It's not just worth it, it's a treasure.

Mr. Cao Xuan really came to be a teacher, and in that year of thinking, Mr. Cao spent time compiling "Lectures on Asian Art" for a whole year.

Think about how to tell the world about oriental art.

As soon as this course was taught, the old gentleman taught it for five or six years.

The students also love this approachable old gentleman, who can be admitted to the art students of the Hamburg Academy of Fine Arts, and the quality is not too bad.

Everyone likes that they have a world-renowned oriental painter in their school.

Cao Xuan is like a walking mascot at school.

Princeton University is proud to have Albert Einstein, and the Royal Academy of Art is proud to have Jonathan Yves, the chief designer of Apple, the world's largest company by market capitalization, as its honorary president.

HFBK, on the other hand, also has the head of their painting department, artist Cao Xuan.

The school and the students formed a wonderful tacit understanding, when they met Professor Cao Xuan on campus, the students would spontaneously keep quiet, and no one would run over to disturb Cao Xuan's daily life.

Students even took the initiative to intercept tourists or journalists who wanted to sneak into the campus to visit the great artist.

It's not that the children here don't pay attention to Cao Lao.

With Cao Xuan's social status.

Thirty years ago, there was no need to rely on the fanatical impulsive fans and the 24-hour flashing spotlight to prove his success.

Cao Xuan is the unique Cao Xuan.

This kind of ordinary people's way of getting along and the students' willingness to take the initiative to leave enough private privacy and thinking space for the elderly are the highest courtesies and maintenance of these art students to Professor Cao Xuan.

It's just that Cao Xuan is not really an ordinary person after all.

At the end of the class.

There will always be countless students holding their workbooks and portfolios, standing by the podium, asking him questions for all sorts of reasons.

The students know that all the dream achievements of a painter are almost all obtained by the old professor in front of them.

They hope to get the opportunity to get along directly with Mr. Cao.

I was even able to get an autograph from Mr. Cao Xuan.

This may be the closest opportunity to art history in an art student's life, and it is estimated that the physics students at Princeton treated them in the same way as Einstein.

Cao Lao is also a very interesting old man.

He stopped Lao Yang, who was about to have a nervous heart attack every time he saw Cao Lao being surrounded by a group of students at close range, and repeatedly hoped to communicate with the school and send security guards or pull police boundaries in the classroom.

Surrounded by a cordon, it can only be a big Buddha far away from the mortal world.

Only teachers who are warm, close to students' lives, and have "popularity" can influence the lives and lives of students, and teach lessons to the hearts of children.

He Cao Xuan wants to be a big Buddha, and he can be a fairy in any place in the world, and he is unattainable.

Why do you need to go to the university academy of fine arts?

Cao Xuan casually used a method to solve this problem.

He and all the students who applied for the course "Asian Art History" had three chapters.

Before the start of the semester.

The old man would publish a long reading list and dozens of the most representative works of art in the history of the Eastern Xia, from the Wei and Jin dynasties to the present, as an extension material for these European students.

Every week between classes, Mr. Cao will randomly select some questions from these lists to ask questions.

Perhaps it is to list the names of the ten most important painters of the Tang Dynasty, or to talk about the origins and artistic styles of Vietnamese silk painting and Dongxia silk painting, or to ask Yan Zhenqing why he can become the only calligrapher in the history of Dongxia who can compete with Wang Xi's reputation......

Among the answers handed in, the person with the best answer will be able to chat with Cao Lao privately after class, and have an autograph attached.

None of these questions are difficult.

If you don't have enough interest in oriental art, and you have spent energy reading a lot of extended materials after class, it is definitely not so easy to answer.

Today's course has officially entered the trend of modern and contemporary painting in Asia. Cao Xuan's class question was only one name, "Qi Baishi", and asked the students to choose a work of an old man Baishi for art appreciation.

This bespectacled schoolgirl answered best.

He even said the old man Baishi next to the two chickens competing for earthworms to eat, using the allusion of "fighting today, others (protecting)" not only painting chickens, but also drawing the road to the cultivation of virtue of all creatures.

Let Mr. Cao Xuan appreciate it very much.

"You have to sign it, right? Where is the sign-in? Cao Lao asked.

The female student nodded violently, laboriously pulled out a huge photo frame from her schoolbag, carefully held it to the old man, and asked expectantly, "Is it okay?" ”

"I came prepared." Cao Lao smiled.

His signature can really sell for money.

When Cao Lao and the students agreed on the three chapters of the law, they said that it was okay.

The only requirement for this game is:

He does not sign any paintings and calligraphy, posters with political or commercial propaganda purposes, and if he signs a book, it can only be a school textbook.

The students also seized the opportunity to get autographs from great artists.

He showed his powers within the boundaries, and during his lectures, he signed his name on all sorts of strange things.

He has signed leave slips, signed basketball, soccer, and wrote blessings to students.

When Cao Lao's name was signed on the bare belly of a male student in the sculpture department for the second time.

I had to add a new agreement, if it was signed on the body, it could only be the arm.

Lao Yang, the assistant who was removing the computer from the projector and putting it in his bag, glanced at the postcard greeting card in the large photo frame.

He pouted and said, "This kind of thing doesn't work, who knows if you're going to go back and fill in something on this blank postcard." Replace it with a textbook, hurry up, don't waste time. Cao Lao's itinerary is very busy, so if you don't sign it, forget it. ”

"Oh, oh, hug, sorry, got it." The schoolgirl immediately lowered her head again, and the roots of her neck turned red from embarrassment.

"Okay, don't scare the little girl, there's nothing to do in class. I sign autographs for my students, and I judge for myself, how old are you. ”

Cao Lao glared at Lao Yang who interjected, took the initiative to take the big photo frame, opened it from behind, pulled out the postcard in between, and said: "Who is this going to send to, boyfriend in France?" ”

"My mom's. She's also a fan of yours, and she's on her birthday next week, so ......," explained the student girl.

[To Mrs. Kleisel, you have a very good, very serious daughter who reads well, I wish you a happy birthday and all your wishes come true - Cao Xuan. 】

The old man nodded, and had already taken out a pen and wrote.

The student girl turned her head, glanced at the assistant uncle who looked embarrassed and unattractive, and then looked at the old professor beside her, and there was already a longing for a little star floating in her eyes.

Mr. Cao was more approachable than she imagined, simply, simply...... The girl couldn't think of a good adjective for a while, but she just thought how could there be such a good, such a cute old gentleman?

She thinks Mr. Cao is too cool and stylish.

Even the posture of signing with a pen is so handsome, and even the nails holding the pen are ......

"Hey, Professor, your fingertips are so beautifully trimmed, have you ever applied bright oil?" She couldn't help but ask curiously.

"A block west of the school, there's a nail salon next to Neue Wall that is very good and cheap, so you can try it."

Cao Lao took back the pen and said casually.

It is hard for ordinary people to imagine that an old man of this age will still do nail art, skin care, and even occasionally customize different wigs.

Except that he is over 90 years old, he is no different from many modern urban delicate boys.

After Lao Yang Gang became Cao's old assistant, after discovering that Cao Xuan's old man had a very "contrasting and cute" habit, his jaw fell off in surprise.

"I didn't expect the old man to be so trendy?"

"Trendy? I had my nails done in Shanghai before liberation with the foreign company Taipan, why, I can't do it when I'm old? I don't feel that old yet. ”

Cao Lao lightly expressed his disdain for the assistant's fuss.

Cao Xuan hated the prejudiced impression that Asian artists were all stereotyped, unkempt, and unattractive old men.

Asian painters can also be handsome and charismatic.

So in a sense, I heard that the little boy in Yangon soaked the beautiful daughter of Sakai Issei in his hands. than his performance in the Shwedagon Pagoda project, Mr. Cao took a look at it even more.

(End of chapter)