When Wu Yu saw Yu Xian in this state, she immediately knew that this stubborn little girl couldn't be stopped. She could only sigh and accompany her to He Yuanchang's class.
He Yuanchang is in the painting (printmaking) class, which is actually quite easy to find, but He Yuanchang's attitude is particularly pretentious.
As if he was sure that Yu Xian was looking for him, his expression was full of calmness and confidence: "Junior Sister Yu, what's the matter?"
Yu Xian can be said to be the person who is most disgusted with this kind of virtue. Even Chen Zhu was almost mistaken for this kind of student when he was in his third year of high school.
She even felt that she could no longer restrain the urge to wave her right hand. Finally, Wu Yu saw that something was wrong and walked up to her and grabbed her arm and refused to let go:
"When we were in high school, we were still under 18, so slapping someone in the face was not illegal, but now it's not illegal."
"Um."
Yu Xian glanced at his best friend, said "Yeah" softly, and forced himself to calm down.
He Yuanchang had no idea that he had escaped. He used his little finger to hook his long hair behind his ears as usual: "It seems that Junior Sister Yu knows that she has won the second prize?"
"This exhibition."
Yu Xian had a sullen face and asked coldly: "Did you make those senior brothers make mistakes on purpose?"
"Haha~"
He Yuanchang laughed, pretending that everything was under control, with a leisurely smile on his lips: "How should I put it, this can only mean that everyone gives me this face..."
"I'm just asking you, right?"
Yu Xian had no intention of listening to this idiot's pretentiousness.
He Yuanchang was interrupted and felt a little unhappy, but he still tried his best to appear wise: "That's right, but you have to listen to my explanation..."
"good."
Yu Xian dropped "Okay" and turned around to leave.
"Hey, that's not right!"
He Yuanchang suddenly became a little anxious.
He prepared a long paragraph in his mind, from his connections in school, to the appreciation of his teachers and professors, to Yu Xian's talent in the subject of painting, including knowing her desire for this award...
From all aspects and angles, explain why you want to do this.
She didn't expect that Yu Xian wouldn't listen, so wasn't she curious?
Or is she really not interested in him at all?
I am a famous figure in Guangmei, one of the senior brothers who is currently carrying the cauldron!
But just like that, Yu Xian was almost downstairs.
He Yuanchang also dropped the disguise of Yun Danfengqing just now, took a few steps forward and shouted: "Junior sister Yu, are you really not curious?"
Yu Xian went downstairs without even looking back.
On the contrary, the freshman girl named Wu Yu next to her turned around and looked over, but there was a kind of disdain, contempt and condescension in her eyes.
"What's going on?"
He Yuanchang had a vague feeling of overturning his car.
…
"Yu Xian, where are we going now?"
Wu Yu followed behind. She felt that Yu Xian was walking so fast that she had to jog to keep up.
Now that it was determined that He Yuanchang was responsible for this matter, and looking at Yu Xian's steps, she didn't seem to be going back to the classroom.
"Go find Professor Fei."
Yu Xian walked in front and said that she was still walking very fast, probably because people subconsciously speed up their pace when they are emotionally excited.
"What are you looking for Professor Fei for?"
Wu Yu seemed to understand a little, but she didn't seem to understand, but she couldn't let Yu Xian face it alone. She took a few breaths and hurriedly followed.
Arriving outside Fei Yueming's office, he knocked on the door. Fei Yueming looked up and saw Yu Xian and Wu Yu. He was stunned and nodded: "Congratulations, Yu Xian, I heard about your "Sunset"
Won the second prize.”
Now Yu Xian can be said to be most disgusted by the word "second prize". Not only did he not respond, he raised his eyebrows twice and asked directly: "Professor Fei, where are my exhibition paintings currently stored?"
Fei Yueming didn't know why Yu Xian was concerned about this issue, but he still said: "The judges of the art exhibition are Professor Bai Xiaoyang and Professor Luo Yubing. They should be in their offices."
"Where are the two professors' offices?"
Yu Xian then asked.
Fei Yueming finally noticed something unusual and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Teacher Fei."
Wu Yu interjected from the side: "You really don't know why Yu Xian won the second prize? You said at the beginning that the third prize was a bit reluctant."
Fei Yueming's expression froze. How could he not know the reason?
When Bai Xiaoyang and Luo Yubing were reviewing the works, they even looked for themselves specifically because some of the students' works had obvious mistakes.
Fei Yueming could also see at a glance that these mistakes were man-made. Take color as an example. Can an art student not know that yellow and purple are taboo?
However, one student happened to have a purple butterfly in the middle of a group of pale yellow daisies in his work.
It looked abrupt and strange. Fei Yueming would rather he didn't add this butterfly. That would be a proper second prize entry.
Fei Yueming understood the reason after a little understanding, but he could only sigh deeply and said nothing more.
He Yuanchang is currently one of the few seeded contestants from Guangzhou American Academy of Fine Arts who can participate in exchanges with the eight major art academies next year. Some professors are sure that he can break the monopoly of Guomei Academy of Fine Arts and Central Academy of Fine Arts, so they usually protect him.
Secondly, just like there are shady secrets in every circle, including the art circle, it doesn’t hurt to know about them in advance.
In the end, Fei Yueming felt that Yu Xian had not suffered a loss. He had won a second prize in vain and added luster to his campus resume. Why not?
As for whether He Yuanchang wanted to use this to show favor to Yu Xian, or whether Yu Xian might have some gossip scandals caused by this, Fei Yueming didn't take it to heart.
Compared with the benefits gained, what does a little loss matter?
"I understand a little bit about the whole thing."
Fei Yueming tried his best to comfort him: "No matter how the process goes, I think the overall result is still positive."
"Professor Fei."
There was a hint of disappointment in Yu Xian's clear eyes: "You taught us lessons during the training camp, and occasionally taught us to be down-to-earth and to paint with integrity. Why do you say that now?"
"I……"
Fei Yueming really didn't know how to respond.
"Where are Professor Bai and Professor Luo's offices?"
Yu Xian asked, she didn't want to stay here anymore, and she came to ask her where the painting was now.
"The penultimate office on this floor."
Fei Yueming said subconsciously.
Yu Xian left without saying a word. After a while, Fei Yueming suddenly realized what he was doing and hurriedly ran towards the office.
But it was already too late. When Fei Yueming arrived, he saw that Yu Xian had already found his "Sunset" among the pile of works on the table.
In the surprised eyes of professors Bai Xiaoyang and Luo Yubing, in the shouts of Fei Yueming who wanted to stop but couldn't.
Yu Xian tore it into pieces with an expressionless expression, and suddenly, it fell to the ground like sunset.
"This classmate, what are you doing?!"
Bai Xiaoyang stood up with a bang.
Neither he nor Luo Yubing are senior professors. Originally, for an art exhibition of this level, it would be enough for one senior director and one deputy senior director to judge.
After selecting the first, second and third prizes, all that is left is to frame the winning works and hang them in the art gallery for a month for the students to appreciate.
They have never experienced a student actually tearing up his own work.
"It's over!"
When Fei Yueming came in and saw the debris on the ground, he felt anxious.
Although the level of the art exhibition is not high, the results have been finalized and reported to the school leaders.
The results have been confirmed by the school leaders. Even if it is your own work, it cannot be damaged privately.
But after watching Yu Xian tearing up the painting, he raised his chin and clapped his hands, as if he had been stained with something dirty before, and now he was happy after finally washing it off.
Fei Yueming just had a headache and felt so happy. Do you know what consequences he got into?
It would be nice to get a second prize for a good job, but why do you have to earn a clean living?
In desperation, Fei Yueming couldn't help but slap his thigh and sighed at Yu Xian: "You girl, why do you have such a fierce personality!"
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