Even if you believe in what you should experience, you have to experience it yourself.

As long as Professor Yan is involved in the human body calligraphy.

Wan Changsheng could only shake his head firmly: "No, that's a liar. You should have heard me mention that this human body calligraphy is a sensational!"

Zhong Mingxia could actually hear something wrong: "Last time, you told your apprentice that there are any artistic characteristics and styles. I think he is a professor. Can you still criticize the professor?"

Wan Changsheng said with great thought: "What is wrong is what is wrong..."

When I said this, I was a little smiley. I remembered that my tone was similar to Professor Gou. It seemed that I was really old-fashioned.

So I changed my tone: "Xiao Zhong, art is divided into many genres and is constantly exploring and innovating. Body art is not eternal. The current situation is that human body courses are mostly used in basic learning. Creation is mostly realistic, and those who are not realistic do not necessarily need models. In ancient times, there were no photos and mobile phones, so human body models must be used when creating. Now, you can complete the creation by taking a photo for you, and you don't need to stand for several days."

This is also something he felt recently from the Chinese Painting Department.

Because he also had to teach seal carving classes to each grade, Wan Changsheng was exposed to a lot of calligraphy homework.

Inscriptions and calligraphy are copybooks copied from stone tablets, which are an important means of calligraphy inheritance for thousands of years.

Because in ancient times, no matter bamboo slips, paper was not as good as stones, which could be preserved forever.

Wan Changsheng himself practiced calligraphy in the stele forest.

However, with the popularity of printing, stone tablets gradually lost their meaning of record.

Now, because of the common appearance of photos and mobile phones, the meaning of hyphen is disappearing.

Because almost every student in the Chinese painting department now has a large-screen smartphone, practicing calligraphy with the original copybook above, and easily enlarge and see every detail clearly. The efficiency is much higher than copying the stele and copying.

This is the silent progress of the times.

Zhong Mingxia was extremely disgusted: "I am not allowed to take photos when I am doing human bodies!"

Wan Changsheng had a headache: "I'm just giving an example, just telling you that the profession of mannequin will not change forever."

Zhong Mingxia actually followed the trend: "So I also asked for new changes. He said that calligraphy models were just wrapping white cloth around their bodies and writing on me..."

Wan Changsheng was speechless: "Calligraphy is about calligraphy. Why do you have to involve models? You have to add the element of a woman's body to art. This is waste of art!"

Zhong Mingxia and him became more and more sharp-tongued: "Then why do you still paint the painting of beautiful women squatting on the poop? Is that a waste of art?"

Wan Changsheng choked!

Explain to Zhong Mingxia what is the branch of modern art?

Explain what avant-garde performance art is?

Or, what is the definition of Pop Art?

Wan Changsheng does not like to study these ever-changing art schools, because in his opinion, as long as he is serious and devoted to interpreting art, every artist can become his own school. If those who do art study it all, they will not think about creating it themselves.

At this moment, he was a little speechless, and of course he was also speechless about some works in the oil painting department.

It is really worth asking those friends from the Damei Society who wish him birthday to see him. They thought they could do everything and actually choked by Zhong Mingxia's half bowl of water.

Since Yan Congwen can become a professor, at least his current academic appeal is much stronger than Wan Changsheng.

What's more, since you can win the title of calligraphy for a blind book, it is much more convincing than a young undergraduate who has made no achievements.

The art world itself has its own arguments, so how can we explain it clearly to such an outsider?

Wan Changsheng still couldn't help it, and finally learned from his master's method of administrative means: "I don't care! I just don't allow it to go anyway!"

After saying that, I felt that I had such rights, so I quickly added: "This is for your own good!"

After talking, I felt that the tone of those old-fashioned elders were the same.

So I couldn't help laughing and said softly: "Really, this so-called artist who is rushing toward the woman's body is full of bad water. As a friend, I don't want you to fall into the pit."

Zhong Mingxia was obsessed with it: "But I just wanted to find a long-term contract. I had to work with such a well-known artist forever. I felt that everyone was careless and had a bad head and a powdery face. Your sculpture department said that it was only taking basic body shape classes, and it was difficult for an old man to come up with. I think he was really an old man, so I guess he didn't dare to touch me, right?"

Wan Changsheng scared the fool: "He dared not attack you, but do you know what kind of bullshit human calligraphy art he always has to perform in front of many journalists and media, do you know? He is not serious about calligraphy art or gimmicks. Every time he writes calligraphy, he must perform in front of many cameras. Aren't you the most disgusted with this?"

Zhong Mingxia's bluffing expression finally shrank a little, but she forced herself to add the show: "But you see, I've been in class for more than a month, and I haven't signed a long-term contract yet. There is no fixed artist cooperation. You said you want to help me!"

Wan Changsheng’s bitter face: “The recent market trend is not friendly to human body art, so let’s take it slow first…”

Zhong Mingxia seemed to be unable to get any benefits, so she jumped up and ran away: "Hmph! I'll go and talk to my sister-in-law!"

Wan Changsheng chased after him and shouted: "Don't really go to that big pit, he has a grudge against me!"

There is really a grudge. After Wan Changsheng started taking seal carving classes this semester, he never went to the calligraphy and seal carving teaching and research group. Anyway, he just arranged a lot of courses and went there by himself. As for class time fees, lesson plan subsidies, etc., if you like to give it, you won’t be able to pay it or not, you won’t have that little money.

Mainly inheriting the will of the master.

Therefore, we did not refuse the call for a separate calligraphy and seal carving professional initiated by the Calligraphy and Seal Carving Teaching and Research Group and all faculty members.

When Professor Gou was still there, Wan Changsheng explicitly opposed this kind of promotion of being a single major, not to mention now.

It is said that as the leader of the calligraphy and seal carving teaching and research group, Professor Yan hated this teaching assistant to the core. He said that in the huge Jiangzhou Shuchuan, can’t he find a seal carving teacher? Even if he introduces it from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang National Academy of Fine Arts, he still has to find a serious teacher. It is impossible for such a student to teach teaching assistants. It is simply a joke.

It's like breaking each other's path.

Although Wan Changsheng has never done anything.

Maybe, when I go to provoke Zhong Mingxia now, I just deliberately disgusted Wan Changsheng and made him feel like he was eating shit!

If this fool, Zhong Mingxia, really became a human calligraphy model, she would have fallen into a pile of shit, either shit or shit.

Wan Changsheng could only simply send a message to Jia Huanhuan and persuade him not to let this fool be fooled.

Then he sighed and re-entered his argon arc welding exercises.

I went to a college of art and it seemed like I was in a technical school.

Wanxian is enough.

Zhong Mingxia also expressed this to her sister-in-law: "Is he really going to college? Why do I think it's similar to those of our vocational high school students who are studying electric welding? I saw that they have an excavator in the sculpture department. Do he still have to learn that?"

Jia Huanhuan was like an empress blinded by eunuchs and palace maids. She caught Wan Changsheng's hands wrapped around the ribbon and felt very distressed.

Originally, it would be rough enough to beat stones all day long, but these days, even the cracks in the nails are dirty and black, and they are covered with small mouths. Is it because the family has no money to eat or the training school can't make money?

Huanhuan doesn’t blame Brother Changsheng for doing anything, he just thought about what the best protective repair agent was: “Let me ask the teacher if there is any medicine for applying your hands.”

Wan Changsheng rolled his eyes and Zhong Mingxia, disliked her for fanning the flames: "Skin trauma, my technique is not good enough. I often have sharp cuts, but it is mainly dirty. After the argon arc welding, there are heavy black oil residues, plus the oil paste that needs to be polished. This kind of experience is very important for myself. For example, I can punch stone tablets myself, so I can ask others to do what to do."

Jia Huanhuan asked Zhong Mingxia to come and carefully applied her hand cream to Wan Changsheng: "Our teacher said that in fact, these things that are applied are not as good as sunscreen and reduce melanin deposition. Haha, Sister Wen also told me."

Zhong Mingxia coughed twice to cover up.

Jia Huanhuan remembered: "Oh, Zhong Zhong's matter is very simple. Isn't it just signing a long-term contract? Brother Changsheng, you sign one with her by yourself, so you don't have to do calligraphy with that disgusting professor!"

Wan Changsheng was enjoying the tenderness in his hands and looked up surprised: "Ah? I'll sign with her?"

Zhong Mingxia nodded hard by the side, but she refused to speak. In front of Jia Huanhuan, she was basically a third-party description and never talked to Wan Changsheng.

Jia Huanhuan despised: "Yes, I've seen it for you for two weeks before, and I haven't seen it! Anyway, you have to see it too, who else do you want to see!"

Wan Changsheng expressed his difficulty: "No, our sculpture major does not need to watch nude models often, and..."

Jia Huanhuan didn't care: "Just treat it as helping the clock. You don't want you to watch it every day. It's enough to watch it a few days a month, right?"

Zhong Mingxia quickly turned big things into small things, and small things into small things: "Three or five days are fine, one week is the best, and Amitabha will be in ten days. I don't have high requirements!"

Wan Changsheng finally came back to the scene. This is the circle that Zhong Mingxia has been walking around!

Looking at him, the self-righteous guy quickly looked away, looking at me with a look of nothing to do with me: "Then I'll just say this. Sister-in-law, I'll go back first, and I'll accompany you to go shopping another day. Goodbye, brother!"

He just took a huge bag and just ran away. From the back, he could see the pride of the trick.

Wan Changsheng revealed: "She did it on purpose, just to cheat several thousand yuan of model fees every month!"

Jia Huanhuan didn't care: "Oh, I often come to play with me. Many boys in our ties asked her, and I said it was your sister. You also said you wanted to help her. I believe she is not a concubine, so just help me."

Wan Changsheng's face was full of four big words "forced to open business".

But after a moment, Jia Huanhuan still whispered: "What did you feel when you... look at her?"

Wan Changsheng was not angry: "What can you feel like? It's the same as your doctor treats patients!"

Jia Huanhuan was still nervous: "I don't know when we will watch it, I'm so nervous..."

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