Near nine o'clock.

A middle-aged bald man in a suit looked like a leader. He walked to the small podium on the left side of the rostrum and said, "Dear students, our new mobilization meeting for the Chinese Painting Department is about to begin. Please ask students who have not yet sat down to return to their seats quickly. Please ask all the leaders and professors on the rostrum to take their seats."

The man next to Zhong Yue was not like those who were staring at Zhong Yue's back rustling. He hugged his hands, as if he was closing his eyes to rest. Zhong Yue didn't talk to him. Even if he was a freshman, he was still a freshman in the new generation! He was no longer a young and young man...

Some people came to the stage to take the seat one after another, and a few freshmen playing with their mobile phones were chatting with each other, "Hurry up and start. I heard from my senior that every freshman meeting, except for the leaders coming, half of the rostrum is empty. The professors of the Chinese painting department either don't want to come, or they really can't come. They just talk to the leader. I'm still a loyal fan of Mr. Hong Bin. Alas, I'm afraid I'm thankful for seeing him once every four years in college."

"Who said no? When I came for the glamorous reputation, I still wanted to learn some real skills from these top-notch masters. But when I came over and communicated with my seniors, I was immediately sad."

"Satisfied, we are not the worst. The worst is the calligraphy and seal carving system!"

“Tell me.”

"There are less than 100 people in total. At the end of the semester, they are lecturers in the entire calligraphy department. Sometimes the associate lecturers are even invigilators themselves. One teacher is responsible for the final exams of ten students. Do you think it is a tragic? It's really a good choice for majors, and it looks like the college entrance examination every year..."

Several people were talking, but many old men gradually came up on the stage.

The few people who were chatting were suddenly stunned.

"Hong Honghong...Professor Hong!"

"Damn it! Mr. Ma is here!"

"Isn't this Master Niu? Even the visiting professor has arrived in person. I thought this table of cards was just for fun!"

The freshmen here began to stir up, pointing at the rostrum, very excited.

This kind of excitement in seeing the idol worship is not something that ordinary people cannot imagine at all, but it is like a truth that fans see themselves worship singers.

Several Chinese painting masters also waved to everyone frequently.

The bald middle-aged man standing on the main podium cleared his throat and said, "Everyone is quiet! Please keep the venue order! Next! I announce that the 2011 East China Academy of Fine Arts, School of Comprehensive Arts, and Chinese Painting Department's new mobilization meeting has officially begun! I will introduce the leaders and professors at the meeting below."

Zhong Yue was not in the mood to hear the old man chanting his name, looking at his nose and his heart, and not looking up at all. He didn't look at people, but the old man who had already learned the news of the wind on the stage floated intentionally or unintentionally to the young man who almost made their alveoli fry yesterday.

Cao Danqing, Cao Danqing! I really don’t know what kind of ecstasy medicine Cao Danqing gave him! Who on the stage, who took them out to accept apprentices, caused a sensation in the entire Shanghai, or even the Chinese painting world?

There are such a difficult student to serve, and he insists on following Cao Danqing wholeheartedly. It is not that Cao Cao is not good. In terms of painting skills, Cao Danqing is definitely not the best among them, but Cao Danqing's most important identity is an art critic.

The argument "Sketching Destroys Chinese Painting" alone was refuted by most of the top domestic celebrities, and even got into evil. This is also one of the factors that Huamei has been suppressed in recent years. Can such a "troublemaker" not be excluded by the painting world?

Fortunately, Lao Cao was tactful and laid off. Otherwise, this popularity would have lasted for seven or eight years. In fact, there is no retirement age limit for Chinese painting masters like them, and their art is all too good to be old. An 85-year-old painter is in the beauty of the beauty. It is like Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang School, Zen Master Kongdu of the Shaolin School, and the two immortals of the Ming Cult, so the school naturally cannot bear to leave them to retire.

However, Cao Danqing's application was particularly smooth, so the school naturally would not take the initiative to propose it, so it was naturally Lao Cao himself.

"Next, please invite the professor representatives of our department, Professor Hong Bin, to give a speech." After the dean of the Arts School finished his speech, he had to take the initiative to speak on the stage. It was a great honor to take care of these old antiques coming. In such a synchronized presence, except for the inauguration ceremony of the new dean three years ago, there will always be a few in the next three years.

The department head is a middle-aged short-haired woman who puts the microphone at Professor Hong Bin’s desk.

"Dear students, first of all, Huamei family. On behalf of all the teachers and professors of the Chinese Painting Department, I would like to send you sincere greetings and warm welcomes!"

Smack sex!

The applause from below lasted for a long time. It was enough to show that the master's infectious power was much stronger than the previous president!

The honorary dean of the college is a national first-class artist, deputy director of the Chinese Painters Association, and master of Chinese painting. However, Mr. Zhang is a national treasure figure and only serves on the post, so he will naturally not come here. To put it bluntly, he is in charge of daily work and may not have any outstanding performance in the field of art.

"but!"

However, this makes people feel a little confused.

"Some students come to the American Painting Department in China, not with a spirit of pursuing art, but want to come over and put a layer of gold. People who don't even bother to learn the basics will definitely make him feel uncomfortable!"

The applause stopped.

The scene was a little awkward. What kind of thing was Professor Hong’s anger? Didn’t he say hello happily before? Why did he suddenly turn his attitude? No matter how he looks, it doesn’t look like a mobilization meeting.

Zhong Yue said intimately that this was simply what he said. It seems that he had rejected so many old comrades yesterday, and today he was repaid in this life! They are all coming to find trouble!

"Our Chinese American Painting Department requires every student to have a solid foundation, so from this class of students, we will come to inspect the final exams every year. If those students heard that the Chinese American Painting Department said that the Chinese American Painting Department had a seven-day vacation a week, then you can give up your thoughts from now on because it is impossible."

A booed in the venue.
Chapter completed!