Han Xiaomin actually admires the distant agent infinitely!

This was passed on to Wan Changsheng by Zhong Mingxia: "She seems to be very concerned about your buddy. She heard her say it many times when she was exercising yesterday. She was very knowledgeable and talked funny. Why did I feel that talking to me is cold and I didn't see any funny things."

Wan Changsheng huh?

I opened my phone and looked at Du Wen’s WeChat, and then I realized that the registration information was actually a man!

Han Xiaomin has a lot of thoughts. Wan Changsheng had told her that Du Wen was his agent, and the girl pretended to be a man who was funny Zhong Mingxia, but he did not expose it.

Because Han Xiaomin's feedback was that he opened his eyes.

Only when I see the complete and systematic lesson plan, I realize that what I do is shit.

But Chinese people are obviously the ones who are the most imitated.

Just like the Chinese painting major starts with copying.

Han Xiaomin immediately devoted himself to the vast project of complete integration!

Wan Changsheng really wanted to remind her to sort out a ten-day and half-month course first, but Han Xiaomin's enthusiasm made him feel that it was good to release it.

What if they are right?

He rarely takes it seriously in this kind of thing.

But Zhong Mingxia's personality is quite serious.

As the photos of the "two women competing for husband" began to spread in the student group of the Academy of Fine Arts, everyone finally saw clearly what the legendary S-level nude model in the sculpture department looked like. It is said that the oil painting department had a small riot and was preparing to organize a strike!

Blood and tears accused why teaching resources are so unfair!

Why can we only paint aunts full of rural atmosphere when we are professional in oil painting, but the sculpture department can face such beauties?

Why?

Although it is connected in various studios, grades, and students in a playful atmosphere.

But the energy-intensive art students are really likely to strike!

This is also a tradition. For reasons like this, such as teachers who are not serious in class, unreasonable in class schedules, poor classroom environment, and so on, there will always be some such troubles every one or two years.

However, it is really a bit like making trouble for a model and making trouble for the beauty.

On Friday night, when Wan Changsheng took Zhong Mingxia and Ma Zhenyu to drink and chat with his old friends, Zhao Leilei smiled and raised the matter, suggesting that Zhong Mingxia and the Oil Painting Department sign a two-month portrait model contract to calm the situation. The price has been given to the highest price of portrait models, but the minimum guarantee of fifteen days per month should not be less than twenty days.

In fact, if you remove the intermediary commission, the price is almost the same as being a nude model in the sculpture department.

Zhong Mingxia still asked Wan Changsheng carefully before agreeing to sign the contract. However, if there was any verbal harm, she could terminate the contract, but she did not say that she would compensate for mental damages.

Still little courage.

Wan Changsheng’s advice to her was to advertise.

Whether the performance is good or not in all aspects must be demonstrated. If you don’t want to work as a nude model in front of many people, then try ordinary portrait models, which will basically be able to reach all oil painters in art academies.

If there are long-term fixed customers that can be negotiated, will this business be opened?

Wan Changsheng also went to inquire specifically. Lao Tong is married for the second time. His current wife is his translator when he frequently went abroad a few years ago...

So now I think Lao Tong is very tight, so this guy treats drinking every night when he comes out of the small bar to enjoy it.

Quickly cut off Zhong Mingxia's plans to contact further!

Can this be provoked casually?

I don’t know how Lao Tong would treat Wan Changsheng if he knew about this.

I guess I still want to beat this kid, and I’m in vain to treat him so kindly!

Zhong Mingxia temporarily relaxed and prepared to take root in the Academy of Fine Arts, planning to rent a house nearby to facilitate work.

On the weekend, I was strolling around the Academy of Fine Arts to look for a house, and it can be seen that she is quite independent.

Wan Changsheng went over to accompany Jia Huanhuan to have dinner at the canteen of the Medical University. He didn't even have weekends to rest. He even complained to Wan Changsheng about the boys being naughty and liked to come to the girls' company to make a fuss. A large group of boys in military uniforms stood around and commented after completing the subject. He was so annoyed!

Wan Changsheng wants to say now, you are so pretentious. It’s not a big deal to take off your clothes and make people comment.

But he must have kept his complaints to his wife: "This matter is for me!"

Jia Huanhuan, wearing military uniform, was surprised: "Ah? Do you know our instructor or school leader?"

The former military training model laughed: "Don't worry."

During the military training period, freshmen checked rounds at any time and even had emergency wards, so Wan Changsheng could only fall asleep alone at his small home at night, but he was not lonely either.

Because I came to the Medical University to find that there are newer and more rigorous human skeleton models here, I must have bought one happily, and I would not waste time taking it home to draw sketches.

Before driving back to Damei the next morning, he deliberately went to the Medical University. Relying on the style of a million-level luxury car, Wan Changsheng said seriously that he came to the school to deliver teaching aids. The security guard looked at the skeleton man on the co-pilot and believed it.

I guess he wasn't recognised that he was the deliveryman who carried the soy sauce bucket last time.

In fact, driving is just because there is no parking lot outside the school gate. I am too lazy to go home and drive in the garage later. I find a parking space to park. Wan Changsheng began to follow the place Huanhuan said to find the boys training company.

Standing from afar and observing, I even drew two dynamic sketches, which was useful for the monk's sculpture this time.

Until the instructor and the leader of the company were identified.

I just put away my things and pretended to be an ordinary medical college student.

He was originally dressed like an ordinary college student, with loose jeans, sports shoes and lapel T-shirts. If he wasn't taller, it would be difficult to attract attention.

It seemed that inadvertently, he held his cell phone in his ear and pretended to call, walking past the soldiers sitting in the shade, and he still looked at the boys' company: "Yes, I'm in military training again. I really don't know what I'm training. This is the most careless class I've seen in recent years. What a mess I've walked..."

Several soldiers turned back with bad expressions.

Wan Changsheng left with a shameless face and pretended not to see it.

Then he walked around and hid behind the green belt and took a look.

Sure enough, I found the instructor with a dark face and got up to start training the boys' company!

Accurately grasping Wan Changsheng, who had a strong sense of honor in the army, laughed and ran away with a dark heart.

These boys still have the leisure to comment on the issue, that is, the rice experts feed them too much, and the instructors don’t train them to tiring enough!

So at night, Jia Huanhuan, under the view of all the girls in the dormitory, must Wan Changsheng open the video conversation and show off his boyfriend to his roommates how he did: "I said it was you who did it, but they don't believe it!"

Wan Changsheng almost hit the head and died in the dormitory cabinet: "Auntie! Such a thing is unreasonable. Do you want all the boys to hold a grudge against you?"

Jia Huanhuan suddenly realized: "Oh, right!" Then she heard her want to cover it up in her phone: "I was wrong, it's not my husband, it's not him, it's not him..."

The female roommates started to cheer again.

Wan Changsheng is very enthusiastic about his wife, angry and funny.

But when class started again on Monday the next day, Zhong Mingxia became serious.

Because the professional teacher didn't know what he thought, he temporarily adjusted the homework settings for men and women.

Seeing a strong male model in her thirties coming in, she also went to the back of the screen to change her clothes. Zhong Mingxia blushed like a cooked shrimp and refused to attend class!

He also spoke firmly: "It is impossible, absolutely impossible, I have never experienced it, and it is absolutely impossible to accept it. I cannot accept it even if I attend classes at the same time, let alone a man and a woman attend classes at the same time."

The professional teacher also wanted to advise: "This is a very common nude modeling class setting. Since you have been doing a week's course, what's the difference? Just pretend that it doesn't exist, and you can't see it back to back..."

Zhong Mingxia shook her head stubbornly: "No, absolutely not. When I came, the course list was written very clearly. There were nine students and one teacher, and there were no other redundant people. No photos or videos were allowed. This is also very clear."

The professional teacher said with great thoughts: "Your first week's course is very good. We decided to deepen our understanding of the course. We have invited all the models here, so it is impossible to withdraw..."

Zhong Mingxia shook her head, gritted her teeth and stopped talking, and wrapped her clothes hard.

Finally, a graduate student couldn't help but: "Don't you want that again, do you want that more..."

In an instant, Zhong Mingxia's face was pale. Xu Luo was so angry that he slapped the boy on the shoulder: "What are you talking about? Do you want the classroom discipline? Go out! If this matter ends here, I will stop here, not reflect it in the department. If you have anything else to say to me, I will definitely tell Lao Guo!"

The students who can study for graduate school are at least 24 or 25 years old. The boys who know that they are wrong and dare not say anything, put away their own things and left in shame.

The professional teacher may also realize that the situation could not change. Several graduate students and Wan Changsheng were standing there without saying anything, looking at him with unsupported eyes, sighed and canceled the double body homework course helplessly.

The next move arranged for Zhong Mingxia is to stand for six hours a day!

Fortunately, the movement is not that embarrassing, but if you have a leg, you need to put your knees inward and lift your heels slightly. Just try to keep this movement casually. You will start shaking in a few minutes, and the muscles on the back of the calf will soon become stiff and sore.

Zhong Mingxia didn't say anything and insisted on doing it.

But when get out of class was over at noon, I smiled and sent Xu Lao a lollipop.

He pointed at Wan Changsheng with contempt, as if he was saying that he didn't speak for him.

What can Wan Changsheng say?

This is reality.

The chain of contempt is a real thing, not to say that racism, gender discrimination, or professional discrimination will not exist all day long.

The purpose of hard work is to prevent yourself from falling to the bottom of the chain of contempt.

But some contempt chains are inherently original sins and have no choice at all. How can I break it?
Chapter completed!