The boring seal script of Jinshiwen is definitely not as attractive to ordinary people as 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 showed mocking: "Just five hundred years ago, when Michelangelo had just become famous, the Vatican Pope favored him. Bramante was dissatisfied with it and encouraged the pope to cancel Michelangelo's business and gained the power of the building of St. Peter's Basilica by himself. But in the process of history, forty years later, Michelangelo took over the building of St. Peter's Basilica and completed the most outstanding single-person work in human history so far. History will eventually show who is the stubbornness that hinders the progress of art!"

Gou Laojia is familiar with it: "We discuss how to carry forward the beauty of Chinese traditions. What are you talking about foreigners?"

Old Tong walked around the bend: "The Italian masters five hundred years ago were brave and fierce, and they were full of energy. People were all bloody and fierce, and they could understand that they fought each other. But except Caravaggio, they were always duel, Michelangelo and Bramante were finally competing for beauty and competing for many great works, so that we can enjoy the eyes and fight again in the future, and we are worthy of being the masters. They have never used administrative means to exaggerate the hat and slander and report the other party. Am I right?"

Gou Laoheng sneered: "Route struggle has always been cruel. If we want to carry forward the traditional beauty, we must naturally abandon the dregs. Children, don't bewitched by him..."

When talking to Wan Changsheng, he was so kind-hearted.

Everyone around them probably is used to this kind of confrontation, but in the end, his attitude towards Mr. Gou almost shocked his chin.

Wan Changsheng himself was even more surprised and finally swallowed: "I've been taught, I'm...

He really doesn't know how to speak. I was just cancelled by you.

Mr. Gou took out a very old notepad from his suit pocket, which looked very considerate and precious, but he took out a messy draft paper with a red chapter printed on it: "Did you carve this?"

Wan Changsheng was so surprised that he took it and looked at it again. Even if he glanced at the "prints came out of the book" and knew that it was his own shit, he still had to look at it: "Yes, this..."

Mr. Gou nodded calmly: "A person who can calm down and study gold and stone carvings is as firm as this seal. The four words from the book can basically explain his character. The skill outside the seal is also a basic requirement. I was one-sided before... Who told you to suddenly get such a hair? I almost didn't recognize it!"

I admit my mistake without feeling embarrassed at all, and I don’t care about being slapped in the face. I got up and tore up the decision to deal with it: "Wan Changsheng, I hope to see your name when school starts in September. I will delay my retirement and wait for you to apply for my graduate school. When school starts, I will invite you to taste the ancient seals I have collected. Dissemination also requires inheritance."

Then Shi Shi left!

The back looks relaxed.

Inheritance!

Is this the meaning of passing on the robe and mantle to accept the disciples of the closed door?

The room was left with people looking at each other in a row. Several obviously old-school leaders or professors looked at Wan Changsheng again and then hurriedly followed him.

The rest were characters who looked more like painters, including the dean who had sketched photos. He calmed down and scratched his head: "Old Gou... Since he didn't advocate dealing with this matter, no one thinks there is any fraud now. So please let the Admissions Office communicate with the competent departments at all levels to get the results and then re-rank the rankings. This matter was finally solved perfectly, and we did not miss a talented student."

Many individuals applauded quickly.

Zhao Leilei laughed.

Lao Tong didn't laugh, widened his eyes and slapped the table with his teeth: "Damn, what does Mr. Gou mean? If you don't chase people, you'll change to steal people? You're not that cruel? I've never seen a Chinese painting major who ranked first in the professional exam, and finally went to study for a graduate student in gold and stone carving! Isn't this a waste of resources? Painting! We are painting!"

The others saw him angry, and for some reason, they were even more happy: "Old boy, forty years, it took Michelangelo to beat Bramante forty years, you can do it too, don't worry, don't worry..."

"Wan Changsheng seems to be able to practice calligraphy and painting in both calligraphy and painting. It is okay for top students to take a few more courses."

But a tall middle-aged man who didn't speak much from beginning to end got up first and whispered: "This is a farce, I'll leave first without me, I'm busy."

The poor dean couldn't suppress these coquettish big names: "Da Cannon, don't sit for a while? How about you recruiting students?"

The big man was very impatient: "What do you think? If you don't reform, I will be defeated!"

After saying that, he left.

Lao Tong was still warning Wan Changsheng: "Brother, don't mess with the old guy who always plays tricks, don't say that we won't recognize you as a brother in the future."

The rest of the people started to cheer: "Oh, Lao Tong, are you starting to win over now?"

Lao Tong was as thick-skinned as ever, spreading his hands and twitching his teeth: "Isn't someone always hinting at me to win over people? Oh, now I feel good, so I start scrambling with me, don't bring such a play, right?"

In fact, the face was full of pride, and the hand shape was more wide as Huang Feihong's pose.

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

Just one-sided sentence is over?

I am already preparing to take the National Academy of Fine Arts. Now you tell me that it’s okay, so continue the exam?

I was contacted, but I just had to pay the tuition fee for buying a house.

I was originally named on the list, but I did nothing wrong. If I was falsely accused of, I would never be able to recover. Now, just because I know how to carve seals and get the eye on it, everything will be fine and I will be eliminated.

Is this a bit ironic?

Zhao Leilei was more accustomed to being regarded as a genius and stood up: "Then we're gone, we're leaving. I originally said to give Brother Wan a farewell wine. So, after celebrating, I'll wait for September to start school, and everyone will be fine."

Lao Tong, the nominal Chinese painter, does have a bit of Westernization. He snapped his fingers and stood up: "It's a lot of good wine. Anyway, it's all on holiday, and the admissions team is fine. Anyone who is interested will come?"

The responding was like clouds, but the dean was regretful and greedy: "Oh, I want to go too, but this bowl of water is flat..."

Lao Tong was still a little unhappy: "Isn't it just that the qualifications in the system are old? He just caught him blindly if he said he couldn't. He said yes... I said it's good that he didn't reach out in other aspects, otherwise you would be in a bad mood."

The dean pretended not to hear it and smiled at Wan Changsheng: "Student Wan, I hope that these twists and turns will not affect your perception of Shu beauty. Life is not satisfactory. I am also a painter and a painter who came out of rural mountainous areas. But since I have been in the position of dean of administrative management, I must fulfill my job responsibilities. Even if it delays my painting creation in many cases, I must be responsible to most people. So if you feel wronged, I suggest that you can transform this emotion into creation. That's what I did. You are very welcome to apply for Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts, and I hope you can see your report in the new academic year, so that we can create the best art era together."

If you can be the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts, you must be a famous and famous master with both fame and ability. You can speak to an unknown young candidate like this and have a broad mind.

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

The plot is really reversed too quickly, so fast that Wan Changsheng doesn't know how to speak.

If you don't know what to say, then you'll have to drink a bar.

Wan Changsheng was wrapped in a group of teachers, and he was overwhelmed by the curiosity of asking about how the country boys who were the first major in this major were trained. After walking through several campus buildings, he didn't see clearly the green belts, buildings and sculptures everywhere. He walked into a place that seemed to be arranged in a large warehouse. A tank was parked on the central platform with its head facing up.

While reminding Wan Changsheng, Zhao Leilei told his family about this change first, and casually introduced that this is a painter village where various studios gathered, called the Tank Warehouse.

Before Wan Changsheng could see clearly the iron lump that he had never seen before, they had already pulled him to see a large piece of wine bottle.

Well, so Wan Changsheng missed to visit the Academy of Fine Arts again. There are park-like environments for sculptures everywhere, and those sculptures that will definitely interest him.

Not necessarily. For example, this kind of appearance of tinking up a real tank is also called a sculpture.

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

He still can't appreciate it.

The era of great beauty

The era of great beauty
Chapter completed!