At this moment, Li Yun was a little suspicious of life.

I only graduated from one or two engineering dogs, and my works are basically based on plagiarism of works in previous lives...

Do you understand art?

Just know nothing, in front of these professional academic schools, my own amount of knowledge seems to be a bit insignificant.

Li Yun panicked...

Really panicked...

Li Yun asked after holding it in for a long time.

"This... why did you suddenly ask the students to come..."

"Well, it was actually what the college asked, and I want to hear your young artist's insights on art."

Yang Guangcheng smiled and said.

Among the young people in contemporary times, there are people who can call actors and musicians.

But the only one who can be called an artist... I'm afraid it's Li Yun.

Of course, students from those academy are eager to hear this new generation of young artists talk about art.

This time, "Baijia Forum" may be more like a lecture or an open class.

When Li Yun heard this, he felt even more frigid.

Are you wrong?

It can be turned into a lecture temporarily...

To be honest, if you record the Baijia Forum, Li Yun felt that he could barely do it. After all, if you make a mistake, you can reshoot it, and you don’t have to face those professional academic schools. You can still fool it by just a few words.

Now it's better, it's just turned into an open class. If something goes wrong in the middle, it's a joke...

Li Yun looked at Yang Guangcheng with a distressed look on his face. No wonder he was so enthusiastic. He just made it difficult for him to temporarily increase the difficulty.

Of course, I can't say anything about retreating now... I can only bite the bullet and push it up.

...

Li Yun took CCTV's red flag car to the recording location of "Baijia Forum".

Compared with the usual calmness, today's recording location of "Baijia Forum" is not calm. College students are standing at the door, exploring their curious little heads, hoping for someone's arrival.

They were not low-key when they came, and they were holding signs from major universities in their hands.

This made the people around melon-eating people a little curious. What are the students of these colleges and universities here?

Under the chain reaction, the momentum of the scene is huge.

Li Yun was confused when he watched this scene and regretted not bringing Lin Jingzi over. If she came, she could at least be a bodyguard...

Now I have to face these people in my body - well, if I had known it, I wouldn't have agreed to lick the dog, so I would have come to the Baijia Forum.

Li Yun really regrets it.

But now I regret it is useless, so I can only get out of the car in cold sweat, with a bitter melon-like smile on my face.

"Wow! It's Li Yun!"

"It's Teacher Li!"

"Teacher Li is here!"

College students were in a state of excitement, while Li Yun was in pain...

Why, why did things turn out like this...

Li Yun didn't understand.

"Hahahaha! Look at the students, they are very enthusiastic. I feel like I will become younger when I listen to the class with these students..."

Yang Guangcheng laughed and felt that he had become much younger.

Li Yun sounded a little wrong.

"Master Yang...you said...here you follow me?"

"Yes, is there any problem?" Yang Guangcheng said for granted: "Not only the couple, but also many professors and doctoral supervisors come to listen to the lecture..."

"ha?"

"You are the most dazzling one among the new generation of artists. Is it strange to listen to your lecture?"

This is not a strange or not...

It's that kind...

Li Yun was really helpless this time.

...

Li Yun entered the building where the Baijia Forum was recorded by everyone.

At the same time, there was also a young man wearing gold-framed glasses. He looked about 30 years old, and his whole body exuded a gentle and easy-going temperament that was not allowed to enter.

"He is Li Yun? Did he grab my position as the main lecturer for the next episode of "Baijia Forum"?"

Ye Xinghui was a little dissatisfied.

As the chief violinist of the National Symphony Orchestra, he is a national witness of the "art and cultural professional".

He felt that he needed an explanation.

After learning about Li Yun once, Ye Xinghui had to admit that he is a good director, a good musician, a good poet, and a good actor, but this does not mean that he is a master.

He was involved too much.

He could not understand at all, and he could not know what the essence of art is!

"It's great to be able to listen to Teacher Li's lecture..."

A passing student made such a joyful voice, which made Ye Xinghui even more confused.

What kind of virtue is Li Yun?

"I..."

Ye Xinghui took a deep breath and entered the building.

I happened to meet Yang Guangcheng.

Facing this Master, Ye Xinghui was still in awe, and could only suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart and said, "Hello, Master Yang..."

"Oh? You are..."

Yang Guangcheng was stunned for a moment, as if he had not recognized Ye Xinghui.

Ye Xinghui's face turned red and his mouth twitched.

"I am Ye Xinghui. We met last time. In the Beijing Grand Theater... you and my dad."

"Oh oh oh! It's you..."

Yang Guangcheng looked suddenly enlightened, and I don’t know if he really remembered it.

"Master Yang, I want to ask you a question. The original plan was the lecturer of "Baijia Forum" that I came to this issue..."

"Uh...you will definitely be there in the next issue."

Yang Guangcheng said casually.

Next issue.

Ye Xinghui was actually very dissatisfied, why did he be beaten up...

"Well...I remember your art is pretty good, why don't you come and listen to Li Yun's lecture? It's pretty good, I think you can learn a lot..."

Ye Xinghui instantly felt like his blood pressure was full.

This is slapping him in the face...

"this..."

"Come on, don't be polite. Everyone is from the art industry and is young. Let's communicate with each other and understand each other, hahahaha!"

Yang Guangcheng didn't even look at Ye Xinghui, who was so squinting that he was so cold that he pulled him into the venue.

...

The recording hall was filled with people.

There are young students, and there are old men who are quite young and have already grown white beards.

These people originally sat in the seats of the audience who supported him for 50 yuan a day, and were full of people with real knowledge.

Now, we have to give lectures to these people, what is "art".

It’s okay to talk about your experience of stumble.

Li Yun looked guilty. In fact, he was not entirely afraid of being embarrassed by himself... he was even more afraid of misleading his children.
To be continued...