189, the half-pot of water jingle
No matter what, Wan Changsheng helped Mr. Gou slowly come out of the teaching building and then walked through the lush college avenue. The young people were talking in a tricky manner along the way. The expression on the old professor's face made everyone see it as if they had seen a ghost.
Professor Gou, who is known for his strictness and rigidity, is so kind?
Wan Changsheng really didn't regard Gou Lao as a leader who could curry favor with him, just like when he was with Lao Tong and the others, he was not as cautious as he was restrained.
Just a senior in the art world, it is enough to respect each other: "...this means, sculpture is the three elements of sculpture. I understand seal carving more as literati playing with smaller and smaller circles..."
Mr. Gou wanted to stare at him, but obviously he had no power: "You can't say that!"
Wan Changsheng Wuqing: "This is the reality. Who likes seal carving in a whole class? Are you studying seal carving? How many of the 110,000 art candidates who apply to Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts know seal carving? Yes, if you can make a major in calligraphy and seal carving, you have to take seal carving when applying for the exam, and you can immediately tinker with a seal carving teaching in the training class outside. But the same reason is, how many people really like seal carving and are willing to study for their whole life, instead of receiving three months of temporary training, imitating the traces of broken knives and cut knives, but they don't know what this kind of blade means. Will such students carry forward seal carving? I said that among these people, there is a greater possibility that seal carving will appear on beautiful women."
Mr. Gou frowned: "Impossible?"
Wan Changsheng: "You won't underestimate people's creativity. When you cannot break through the heights of your predecessors, you will definitely find another way. But if you don't really like to study skills and not find a normal way, then you will only be the one who is a lie? There are fewer such things in history? If you can't achieve your own strength, you will naturally have to attract attention, all kinds of weird remarks, perverse behaviors, and madmen who pretend to be crazy and stupid are fewer in history?"
Mr. Gou was left with only a long sigh: "But how long did you... take it, five years, ten years? twenty years?"
Young people are full of desire and expectation for all unknowns: "If you have been a tree for ten years and a hundred years, you will be eager for quick success and instant benefits in this way, that is a disaster."
Mr. Gou couldn't help but: "You are so merciless!"
Wan Changsheng won’t mention himself: “If you have time, go to the super middle school I have experienced to see, see thousands of repeaters just to get into a better university and give your future destiny to the college entrance examination, and then look at my apprentice who almost committed suicide to study art. You will know that for ordinary people, a little policy change means that their sky will change color, a straw can crush a family and a few lives. I wish I could pull everyone to change their destiny, but the King of Heaven, Jade Emperor, could not make immediate changes, so I could only patiently and not hurt people at all.”
The old man was silent.
In fact, when you go out of school and cross the road, you have to pass the bars that Wan Changsheng has been to. One old and one young slowly walked into the teacher's residential area side by side. Professor Gou finally asked: "What do you do specifically is what you are already doing now?"
Wan Changsheng thought: "Actually, it's like carving a seal. I only have a rough outline in my heart, but I have to change the carving with one knife. Start with the art exam. Teacher Cao gave me the Damei Training School. This is the greatest support. I also have a super school in college entrance examination like Ningzhou No. 2 Middle School, and I also met the professors and leaders of the Pingjing Drama Academy. I tried to help them train candidates with stage art potential, and the National Academy of Fine Arts... I would like to ask the art exam tour instructor to improve the teaching quality of the training school for more than 100,000 yuan a month. This is a little hard work. Doing this way is better than criticizing and shaking your head and sighing all day long."
There must be differences between teachers' buildings and professor's buildings, but it doesn't look luxurious and grand after some years.
Wan Changsheng looked downstairs: "I'll send you here. I'll rush to the training school to teach sketching classes to art candidates in the evening. Although I don't think this art exam system is perfect, under the current situation, it is my principle of hard work to make the majority of people as much as possible and to adjust and improve them gently."
Mr. Gou has experienced many battles and has seen countless people. He stood by the door of the building, watched Wan Changsheng bow, and turned around and ran away.
He stood there for a while.
Such excellence is really obvious, but such an excellent student is disobedient.
Wan Changsheng is indeed disobedient.
When he received a call from Lao Tong, he also gave up: "There will be a sketching class tonight, so I can't drink."
There insists: "Come after class, I'll wait for you and listen to you explain why."
As expected, Wan Changsheng did not arrive at the bar with his hands full of chalk dust until after ten o'clock, and looked at him with strange teasing eyes: "You're so angry now!"
Lao Tong's attitude is very clear: "If you are old but not dead, you are a thief! If he treats you like that, do you still recognize the thief as your father?"
Wan Changsheng sat down and poured wine, signaled that he would drink a drink later before speaking: "I also told him that I don't agree with your attitude."
This was like a hornet's nest, but the uncle from the silver carp head took a sip of wine. Old Cao squinted his eyes and hehe, while Zhao Leilei's eyes became brighter and smirked.
The old boy stopped pretending to slap the table and slapped: "My friend is just trying to get into trouble when necessary. Are you planning to follow him and then save the country in a bending manner?"
Wan Changsheng was indeed merciless when he spoke: "I think you two are the curves. I chose the straight line in the middle, and Professor Gou also said that I am a centrist."
In fact, the first half made the uncles and teachers laugh.
I dare to question Lao Tong and Gou’s freshman students at the same time, and I haven’t seen each other for many years... I probably have never seen her before.
The old boy was not angry, and he wiped his head a few times hard and quickly, looking very anxious: "No matter how lofty your ideal is, you must treat it carefully and carefully, and don't underestimate the cruelty of reality rashly!"
This is a friend. Wan Changsheng doesn’t agree with him anymore and still thinks about Wan Changsheng.
So Wan Changsheng didn't joke and make fun of it: "Professor Gou also warned me like this. You won't question his character just because you don't like him. Overall, has he done anything that is morally harmful?"
Lao Tong was relieved in an instant: "I can understand it by saying this. Lao Gou is old-fashioned, but one is one, two is two, he has done it to keep himself clean, but as long as he makes trouble, he will do everything he can."
Wan Changsheng nodded: "Because he felt that his ultimate goal was right, he was justified. For those who had different opinions, he had to get rid of the matter, because compared to solving problems, it is the easiest to get rid of the people with arguments."
hiss……
A group of teachers and painters couldn't help but breathe. This freshman was so bold that even the old boy subconsciously looked around.
On the contrary, Zhao Leilei smiled: "I said that immortality is the kind that is round on the outside and square on the inside, and the hardest bones. Don't put too much pressure on him and let him walk slowly by himself."
Wan Changsheng respected the young teacher with a cup: "I don't agree with the attitude of sacrificing ordinary people for the sake of correct and great goals, at least don't take it for granted."
Who would have thought that in the roadside bar, a group of famous painters actually heard such a freshman making a fuss, but their faces were still listening, and even the bar owner stood beside him, of course, it was more like he was shaking the wind.
Lao Tong relaxed, poured wine and ran into Wan Changsheng, and comfortably leaned himself on the sofa next to the table: "That's why I don't want to get involved in all kinds of infighting."
Wan Changsheng revealed himself in a rare way: "The more books you read, you will understand that human society is indeed a system of operation that is actually full of cold thinking and eyes. People are as light as duckweed in it, but they are just tiny individuals wrapped up by the torrent of fate. But isn't the value of art just bringing some beauty and warmth?"
There was a teacher who didn’t like to talk on weekdays and suddenly raised his glass to go with Wan Changsheng: “Sometimes, the more you read, the more you think, the colder you will be in the world, so it’s sometimes a happy thing if you don’t read.”
Wan Changsheng is gentle: "But everyone has the right to pursue beauty, so the country is prosperous and the people are safe, and more and more people will read. If even art is infected with those cold things, it is full of darkness that promotes negative and indifferentness. What else does the world mean?"
Artists who regard releasing human nature, pursuing the pinnacle of art, and exploring ideas as their direction of efforts have different expressions.
This had a great impact on their artistic conception, and Lao Tong's mouth moved.
Wan Changsheng still said the same thing: "I am just a single person's opinion. If it conflicts with your ideas, it must be your right, but I think that either you are busy tumbling down on your own and tinkering with whatever you want, it is your own freedom. But once art is made public and ordinary people can appreciate it, it has to consider the impact of this. You can say it is a whitewashing of peace. I think it is a bit of comfort in this cool world. Art should mainly make people warm, not crazy."
Artists find that the books they read may not be as good as Wanxian.
Chapter completed!