Old Mrs. Guan is wearing a short tweed coat with a suit collar. Few people wear this way these days, and old women don’t.

It is even rarer in the countryside of Guanyin Village.

She didn't look at other teachers and professors, but only looked at Wan Changsheng, and the doting expressions of her children and grandchildren.

He came over and grabbed the notebook on the desk and hit him, but anyone could tell that he was still hitting his children and grandchildren: "I was not naughty, so why did you have to pretend to be so naughty?"

Wan Changsheng laughed and got up and put the list of students he had just copied into his pocket.

Then he held the old lady and looked at the crowd warmly guided by the department director, especially the old man with sparse hair in the middle, which also reminded him to look at the hair of the old lady beside him.

Her silver hair was combed meticulously, just like Professor Gou's suit and shirt that he always wore rigorously, tied behind his head and wrapped it in a net bag.

Old Mrs. Guan found that he was distracted again and couldn't help but slap again: "Teacher Jing, a master of seal carving in the Northern School, and an expert in the imperial palace museum. Your master was from him and his lifelong friend... This is Wan Changsheng. Those seals were carved by him, but their main business was not on seal carving, so we had to find a master to tie him up and work around all day long!"

The teachers and graduate students next to me were so envious that they were about to saliva!

Lao Gou left, but he didn't give up the way for Wan Changsheng. Even the director looked proud, for fear that Wan Changsheng would say something ruthless. If he dared to refuse, he would probably be able to make Wan Changsheng a few failed retraining.

But now I dare not interrupt.

This shows the status of this expert.

Experts at Pingjing Palace Museum are basically all like DAMO people in the domestic cultural circle. Only the best ones will stay there for decades of deep drilling and research.

It is rare to see this person showing his face outside on weekdays, and it is basically unknown to outsiders and is more advanced than the sky.

This is Jiangzhou, which is born for Wan Chang, and it is really worth a lot of face.

Yan Congwen's expression was shaking red and white.

This is a backer, but I can change to Mount Everest!

Who are they? Why are they so lucky?

Many people want to curry favor with these people all their lives, but they all like to ignore them.

Why do you feel like Wan Changsheng ignores his love now?

In fact, he has a good attitude: "Hello Teacher Jing. When my master was still here, I taught me to combine seal carving, sculpture and sculpture, so I am now studying for a double degree in Chinese painting and sculpture in Shumei."

The old man with a slightly fat figure and sparse hair in front of him did not have the elegant style of experts at all.

It's like the evil god Huoyun in the movie. Fortunately, the clothes are not as flip flops as vests, but the old-fashionedness is exactly the same as Professor Gou.

Now he smiled at Wan Changsheng with his hands behind his back: "What have you learned?"

Wan Changsheng shook his head: "Everyone returned to his own, but he failed to integrate it."

The old man stretched out his hand: "Where is your knife, Lao Gou said you carry it with you all day long."

It seems like Wan Changsheng is a martial arts swordsman!

Wan Changsheng thought about taking out the seal carving knife with a small leather cover from his pocket: "I used to take it out and carve it twice when I had nothing to do, but this year, since I had fully come into contact with the sculpture, my attention has shifted. I have very little time and little mood, so I can take it out and carve it twice at any time."

The department head was anxious!

Yan Congwen wanted to raise the keyboard next to him to smash Wan Changsheng's face, but he wanted him to ignorantly promote everyone.

Unfortunately, everyone just loves the carving knife in their hands: "I heard that Lao Gou has said many times. He has always hesitated whether such an expensive carving knife is worth it, and whether it will lose its ambition to play things, which has affected his attitude towards the seal."

There were two or three middle-aged and young men behind him, who also looked at the carving knife, but did not speak.

Wan Changsheng really doesn't know the story of Mr. Gou and this carving knife. Now he is generous: "Give it to you, Master is a rigorous person, and he has a clear mind in everything. I am so naughty, but fortunately he doesn't dislike it."

Everyone reached out: "Where is the stone?"

Wan Changsheng hesitated and then found a piece from his pocket.

Teacher Jing held the stone in his hand and smiled: "The knife is so good, but the seal stone is so cheap. Are you a little bit of putting the cart before the horse?"

Wan Changsheng also laughed: "It depends on whoever."

This is a bit arrogant. If you get old lady Guan slap her on her arm, it's like tickling it.

But everyone Jing didn't care about it just looked at the practice stone: "Please drink and wish the east wind calmly together... Nine-character seal, are you really free as you please, just separated from your good friend?"

Wan Changsheng felt as if he had seen through some secret and smiled: "It's almost the same."

The department director and Mrs. Guan both looked at it, but only the old lady dared to ask: "Which nine words?"

It is really the kind of seal script stone drum script, which looks like a heavenly book, and it is really difficult for others to fully recognize it.

The department director's literary foundation is not enough to say: "Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha" begins with nine characters. He wishes the east wind with wine, and calmly, holding a wine glass to greet his friends in the east. Why can't you stay for a while? The seal carving of Wan Changsheng is very interesting with the style of ancient people!"

I thought I was writing a password message, but no one could understand it.

Who knew that when you met an expert, you would immediately see through your thoughts. This was a very rare embarrassment for Wan Changsheng.

Old Mrs. Guan smiled at Wan Changsheng's expression in surprise. She should know Wan Changsheng from her. All she saw was calm and calm, the gentle and aspiring young man that the old men and women liked the most.

Why did my expressions get messy today just because of a seal?

Fortunately, Yan Congwen didn't see it on the outside.

But Teacher Jing habitually turned his head and looked for something on the desks around him. Someone was smart: "Is it right? Here, here!"

The expert said thank you politely, but the Beijing-style accent also had a little arrogance, and he skillfully leaned on the ink paste a few times and was disgusted: "Your Academy of Fine Arts is not very good at ink paste."

The department head quickly explained: "The office stamps are stamped by official seals, not used in seal carving classes, right... Wan Changsheng is the chairman of our Shumei Student Union. He also taught seal carving classes for our Chinese painting students, and used to be an assistant teacher for Mr. Gou."

Teacher Jing's movements were like an ordinary old man. He dipped in ink and whispered to it. He was very serious about crushing the seal at four corners, and then pulled off the white paper stuck to the seal and smiled: "Then... your students are blessed."

As everyone, this evaluation is given to ordinary people and can really be bragged for the rest of their lives!

The department head quickly said yes.

But Wan Changsheng is not an ordinary person. He said, "It's a pity that few students like it."

As the faces in the office grow, Yan Congwen feels joy from the bottom of her heart and tells you to talk nonsense!

He had never thought about how he could talk nonsense when he was arguing with him just now, so he was so quick in his mind.

Sure enough, when the department director also wanted to slap Wan Changsheng on the arm, Teacher Jing raised his head and smiled bitterly: "Really?"

Wan Changsheng nodded: "Really, even in our small blocked places, there may be one or two people who can carve seals in the cultural center, and there are also craftsmen on the street who do seals. But when you go to big cities, you are truly educated, knowledgeable, and more importantly, there are very few young people with learning ability. At least I have not met a fellow friend in the Academy of Fine Arts so far. I mean the same age."

Everyone in the north was silent when they looked at the bright red seal in their hands.

Wan Changsheng is not silent: "Teacher Jing, I have never seen your seal. I dare not say anything about seal carving, but there are fewer and fewer people in this world who love seal carving. Among them, there are all kinds of fresh things and fresh hobbies for young people in the current era. No one can calm down and love this profound artistic conception and requires a lot of time to take skills, but I think the main reason is that the threshold is too high. It is all a group of people who entertain themselves in the circle. They always talk about it for thousands of years of precipitation. It takes several years to practice it before they can see some signs. Now people are impatient and need to find another way out."

Everyone in the north still didn't say anything, but handed the red seal to the two or three people around him to see.

The department head looked up at his students.

Mrs. Guan gently patted Wan Changsheng's arm like she comforted her children and grandchildren: "Lao Jing, this child is energetic. Lao Gou said many times when he went home. He wanted to support him to do it well, because this is a great thing that has a promising future for seal carving. But I put down the burden in my heart and left too easily."

Everyone Jing was looking at Wan Changsheng: "Then what you said is to find another way out?"

Wan Changsheng thought: "I'll take you and your teacher's wife to see our training school, okay?"

The old man nodded after getting it and wanted to ask for leave from the department head.

The department head hurriedly: "Together, I have heard that the training school you are running is very large, let's go and have a look..."

Even other teachers and professors in the office followed.

Finally, Yan Congwen was left standing in the teaching and research room, with a few old spots on her face, which could not hide her shock and loss at the scene.

I don’t know if I can eat what I said just now.

Looking around, there was no one, and even looking behind the computer monitor, there was really no one sitting there.

He twisted his face and beat his chest and stamped his feet: "This kind of nameless junior who is tempted by the flames and accomplices the power! Why can he be valued? What does he know? What does it mean! A group of bastards without eyes!"

The feeling of heartbrokenness is nothing more than wise thinking about him.

But what can he do? Do you carve seals on the beauty?
Chapter completed!