A group of middle-aged uncles came to Wan Changsheng to drink. The main purpose was not for money, but to remind Wan Changsheng that creation is the foundation of the artist. While he was young, he quickly participated in the National Youth Art Exhibition at the end of this year. Everyone has signed up for him.

I originally wanted to use this method to force Wan Changsheng to focus on making money, so I came back to create.

He also took Zhao Leilei as a role model.

Didn’t he win the gold medal for participating in the National Youth Art Exhibition and established his current leadership position in one fell swoop?

Zhao Leilei couldn't help but remember: "You really caught up with a good era... To be precise, I have caught up with it since the beginning. The first Youth Art Exhibition was in the 1950s, the second was in the 1980s, and my third was in the 2000s, and there was another one every three or four years later. Wouldn't the chance of making a comeback be much greater?"

Lao Fan also taught Yi: "There are only two or three top art exhibitions in the country. Whether it is a biennial or a national art exhibition, this kind of competition is extremely high. The situation of seniority is very serious. It is just a youth art exhibition. Because it is limited to age, you can go while you are young!"

Lao Tong is the one who seems to cheat: "I went to be a judge at the last Youth Exhibition. This time I won't go because you signed up, but I'll give you a good look. Do you know the taste of painting? The taste of painting is the most important..."

Xu Chaohui didn't dare to say anything. Who are the people in front of him?

It’s fine if you win the national gold medal, but you also participate in the award evaluation, and you’re still so relaxed and comfortable!

Everyone is very clear about the meaning of talking. For art exhibitions, except for sculptures, most of the exhibition works are related to paintings. Wan Changsheng has such a good painting foundation, it would be a pity if he didn't have painting works.

If Guo Dapao heard this, he would definitely argue with everything.

Wan Changsheng had no choice but to say that he had started to create Chinese paintings.

Everyone didn't ask what he did in his paintings, and they started drinking with great satisfaction. They actually thought the atmosphere here was not enough. So many students looked at them with evasive eyes, and stood up and ran back to drink outside the school gate. They said that middle-aged people were nostalgic, and by the way they dragged Wan Changsheng away.

Xu Chaohui finally asked in a low voice until the next day when he watched Wan Changsheng draw: "I thought you really have money at home so much that you don't care about making money from here..."

Wan Changsheng wanted to say that he really didn't care, but he still explained to his apprentice: "People can't stand in the garbage to express their ideals. Others will think you are a bad pen. You have to show your achievements to be admired and followed by others, right?"

The academic master thought about it seriously: "It seems, but this money..."

Wan Changsheng smiled: "Before I took over, the annual profit here was only tens of millions of millions. The main thing I had to give Lao Cao as a bonus, and several teachers only gave him some pocket money, but when I took over, the biggest feature was to dare to do and think, and use a mixed model of high-investment gold medal tutor and a large number of teaching assistants to improve the quality of teaching, and the high-investment advertising and promotion reputation to attract students, which completely squeezed out the intermediary cancer that relies on the industry. The tuition fee of each student is actually a net profit, especially in the large classroom model. A gold medal tutor who costs several thousand yuan a day, tells one person that it is sky-high, but for one hundred or one thousand students, the cost is diluted to very low, but the effect is the same, but we have to add a lot of teaching assistants to assist, so last year your class was just practicing. This year, I can earn tens of millions of yuan in net profit for this school. Do you think I should take this money?"

Xu Chaohui looked at his master and might feel that golden light was emitting from his head and body. He was like the God of Wealth in the side hall of Guanyin Temple, nodding a little dullly: "It's time!"

Wan Changsheng analyzed again: "Yes, these professors may not care about this little money, but you can't think of human nature and reason like this. I can't pretend to be very noble and do good deeds without taking a penny, because this will make it difficult for other teachers and professors to get it. Over time, even if they have a good relationship with me, they will feel that this school makes so much money and doing good deeds has nothing to do with them. They have made me famous. Maybe they will even ruin their relationship, do you understand?"

Xu Chaohui's experience of this kind of emotional intelligence is indeed a bit slow. Even if the academic master is thinking hard, his eyes will inevitably be confused. This is not as simple as mathematics, physics and chemistry.

Wan Changsheng didn't say it deeper: "In short, between people, character and feelings are of course the foundation. Friendship needs to be maintained. Only when we interact with each other will we have deep love over time. Let's share some redness, and then trouble others to do something appropriately, right?"

He said it was easy, and the dividends of more than one million are just a little...

Moreover, Xu Chaohui can't afford to understand this high-level emotional intelligence.

So before the course prepared by Xu Chaohui in the evening, Wan Changsheng mischievously called his apprentice five hundred yuan from WeChat: "This is an advance payment. It depends on the final classroom effect of the class you will talk about, and we will discuss how much money should be given for each class."

Xu Chaohui has a kind of entanglement that he is full of passion, so why does he get the odor of money?

My starting point is to simply want to do something to repay my master and this training school.

Unfortunately, Wan Changsheng was too skillful in making money, so Xu Chaohui could not refuse it.

Dog Day just received a million dividends!

Take a deep breath and walk onto the podium.

Because the summer vacation has not started yet, the second batch of students have signed up more and fewer. Now they are basically art candidates who have enrolled in the first half of the year, and most of them have been out of the classroom for several months.

I heard the classroom speakers and scrolling electronic characters tell me that there are top college entrance examination masters with more than 700 points this year to teach the learning tips for the cultural college entrance examination.

Even though most art students were not very interested in cultural courses, they knew they had to take the college entrance examination. So after lunch in the afternoon, hundreds of people quickly gathered on the first floor of the first classroom, and some even brought textbooks and notebooks seriously.

Most of Huang Min and the others came over and squeezed into the bar with Wan Changsheng. They looked at the companion wearing a baseball cap excitedly and said that they wanted to shave their heads too.

It is really impossible to use ordinary people's aesthetic thinking to measure these art students.

It seems that being unconventional is an instinct of art students.

Xu Chaohui does have his own unique way of studying for the college entrance examination, or it has become a matter of practice that makes perfect for him.

Maybe I was not very good at expressing myself before, but the past month or two has also been a kind of Nirvana transformation for him.

When I took the initiative to tutor students in the college entrance examination class, I never thought that this was a skill to enlarge and monetize my strengths.

Therefore, Xu Chaohui talks very carefully and targetedly, and he is also well aware of the cultural academic level of art students.

In addition to not being able to adjust the atmosphere easily, he looked serious and rigid, and he was very focused. Some people felt bored and left quietly, but more people came over when they heard the news. Finally, even the second-floor bar stairs were filled with art candidates.

Xu Chaohui talked for two hours, and was obviously exhausted. Wan Changsheng called off on the railing on the second floor. Huang Min immediately took a few classmates to help Xu Chaohui down.

This is really giving lectures with your life!

But it was obvious that Xu Chaohui was very excited, burning himself and finding a sense of value.

He watched Wan Changsheng speak with sweat on his pale face.

This guy is too familiar with it. Xu Chaohui doesn't even want the amplified headset he wears, and he whispers aloud on the metal railing: "This is your senior brother from the previous class. He was very modest and did not mention it. He has scored more than 700 points in the college entrance examination for five consecutive years. It can be said that the college entrance examination level of everyone here is a scumbag in his eyes!"

What else can art candidates say besides marveling?

Wan Changsheng, who did not mention cancer, used his hands to suppress the situation and shouted loudly: "Yes, he is the top scorer in the college entrance examination for professionals, so you understand how precious it is to hear his class. There are not many classes, and classes are held from time to time. Please cherish the opportunity. In addition, Senior Brother Xu also started to study majors in the first half of last year. Now it seems..."

Suddenly, Wan Changsheng thought of an extremely specific question: "Old Xu, I think I remembered that you did not take the professional school entrance examination of Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts? After taking the professional school entrance examination of Qingjing Academy of Fine Arts in Rongdu, you did not come back to the Damei training class, right?"

Xu Chaohui's face turned pale!

Huang Min and the others looked at him in surprise, and remembered this fact!

After taking the Qingmei Examination in Rongdu at that time, Fisheryan took the initiative to ask to return to No. 2 Middle School in advance to start preparing for the intensive class of the college entrance examination. This was basically the turning point of the awakening of the consciousness of the girl with glasses. Xu Chaohui followed him happily!

He didn't take the Shumei school exam at all, and he was not qualified to fill in Shumei at all!

Fortunately, there are still two or three days left before filling out the college entrance examination application!

Everyone finally remembered this!

In addition to choosing art majors in ordinary colleges, Xu Chaohui had no choice but to fill in the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts!

With his high cultural scores and comprehensive scores, he should also rank among the top.

In the world, there are actually people who are forced to study in Qingjing.

All the art candidates were shocked and gave warm applause to the senior brother!

Then something that no one expected happened, and Xu Chaohui actually raised his hand slowly: "Then... I'll take the exam again at the end of this year."

Damn it!

Everyone is terrifying now!

Then I couldn't help but make a sensation!

You really regard the college entrance examination as a common occurrence, you can come and leave as you say!

It was not until I faced Wan Changsheng alone that Xu Chaohui admitted: "Shudu only has two or three places to enter Qingmei. My cultural scores are much higher than Yanzi. If I fill in Qingmei, I would squeeze her down. It's impossible. Besides, I don't know how long I can live in this life. Anyway, Master, you encourage me to take the college entrance examination. As long as you can be with you, it's enough. Then I'll take another year. I can take this class of students all the way."

This is absolutely true love.
Chapter completed!