The mobilization meeting was held in a "criticism" meeting.

It was said that Professor Hong Bin spoke on behalf of the representative, but the old professors on the stage became even more angry when they saw Zhong Yue shaking his head and looking careless. Several professors sitting next to him spoke, saying that they did not pay attention to academic style construction in the past, and from this semester, they would inevitably check the students' basic skills, which made the director in charge of academic affairs smiled awkwardly.

Have these old men taken gun medicine? In the past, they invited them to the school, and they tried to arrange a lecture, and they had to set a date and schedule a class schedule. They looked very reluctant to come. Now, if they don’t invite them, they will come to their door by themselves. What does this mean? Is it dissatisfaction with the Academic Affairs Office?

In an art university, the leaders cannot be proficient in art. If these artists are in charge of the university, it will be a mess. When Huamei was first formed, the leadership team was transferred from East China University, and some of them did not even have any artistic knowledge. However, what kind of art is needed to manage academic affairs?

"Well. Students, after listening to the speeches of these professors, do you feel that you are in a beautiful and worthwhile trip?"

The students sitting below looked dull and looked at the idiot-like academic director. Is this trip worth it? These professors almost said that they were all garbage! This trip worth it...

The Academic Affairs Director felt that there was no response at all, and said tactfully: "Then, this new mobilization meeting will end here."

Zhong Yue breathed a sigh of relief before getting up.

Although the microphone on the stage was turned off, Hong Bin shouted directly: "Student Zhong Yue, please keep it."

“…”

The classmates around him looked at Zhong Yue with complicated expressions, and naturally they were jealous and confused.

Hong Bin walked off the stage, "Student Zhong Yue, let's talk?"

"Yes, let's have a good chat."

Looking at the old professors standing in the same front, Zhong Yue looked around and said, "Cao Danqing wouldn't have come!" This... I can't stand it!"

"Haha, that... Professor Hong said."

"Your calligraphy is excellent. We all know this, but the foundation of calligraphy is different from that of Chinese painting. Cao Dan... Lao Cao... his paintings are good, but he can't teach students. Do you understand what I mean!"

Outside the fir door on the left, Cao Danqing walked slowly in a Chinese cardigan, looking old and at ease, "I, Cao, have only been retired for a few months, and you guys are talking bad things about me in front of my disciples?"

"Old Cao, you finally dare to show up!"

"Look at what you said, I have something shameful to me."

Professor Ma, who is the main focus of figure painting, hummed, "You secretly poach people while we are not paying attention. This is not what a gentleman does!"

Cao Danqing carried his hands on his back, looking fearless, "Okay, I'll give you a chance. Zhong Yue, everyone is here now, you are an exchange student, Principal Kang said, given that you are a bit special, you can choose one at will if the professor approves it. Look, who do you want to learn from?"

"Slowly, let me say a few words. Lao Cao, are you talking about it true or false?"

"real."

Hong Bin swallowed, and hope rekindled in his eyes, "That, Zhong Yue. I studied under Huang Binhong and later followed Pan Tianshou and Mr. Pan who had been with him for a while. He had a little attainment in Chinese painting, so how could he learn from me?"

"I, horse..."

"Wait, professors, I have already become a teacher of Professor Cao, so it's not good..."

"Old Cao, you're playing tricks on us!"

Cao Danqing raised his eyebrows, "I didn't say anything. You are here to get into trouble. Zhong Yue, let's go to the studio and don't paint today. Let's talk to you about life and ideals first."

“…”

Several old professors were so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and the two Buddhas were born. This was simply a show of brutal!

"No. Is there anyone in this class who can watch? Pick a few and don't suppress Lao Cao, this old guy is probably going to be crazy!"

"Yes, yes, yes. Zhong Yue's calligraphy is a highlight. We are in the Chinese painting department, and he may not have the talent for Chinese painting."

Several old professors do nothing when they draw and drink tea on weekdays, but now they don’t compete for steamed buns and breathe, and they actually think about cultivating Zhong Yue’s competitors! This may be something that both Zhong Yue and his disciples never expected...

"Do you want to use calligraphy as your painting?"

Zhong Yue nodded and said, "Yes. I learned fine brushwork before. When I was drawing lines, I could use the brushstrokes to use them. However, if I changed to landscape paintings, I would use calligraphy to paint, how should I use it?"

Looking at the history of Chinese painting, most famous painters are calligraphers. Mi Fu, a Song Dynasty scholar, Zhao Mengfu, one of the four schools of regular script, and Wen Zhengming, Zheng Banqiao, Jin Nong, and modern Wu Changshuo, Li Kuchan, etc., all infiltrated their unique calligraphy with brushes into painting creation, forming a unique style of painting.

When Cao Danqing saw Zhong Yue's excited look, he said, "I'll ask you, what kind of paintings are divided into?"

"If you talk about form, it will naturally be fine brushwork and freehand brushwork."

"How many categories are there for meticulous brushwork?"

"This... is plain, scribbling, boneless."

"Then what kind of types do you know?"

Zhong Yue thought for a while and said, "It seems that he can draw the color, so he has to worry about it again. Maybe it can be considered as a good idea." The color drawing is a painting method that uses ink lines to draw the image without algae modification and rendering. It is an independent work, and then the color filling is a watercolor fine brushwork drawing.

"It is actually very difficult to write with fine lines, so I felt it was very incredible after you incorporated the brushstrokes before. However, if you want to reach the height of your calligraphy in Chinese painting, fine brushstrokes are not good. When you have time, you can see Zhang Daqian's Weibei running script works and brushstrokes, and you can see that his iron wire and silver hook brushstrokes are integrated with the calligraphy, so it is best to wait until your freehand painting foundation is laid before slowly forming your own style."

Zhong Yue nodded. He understood what Cao Danqing said, which was also the reason why he chose the Chinese painting department.

"You will fall in love with those basic basic classes written in school. I don't care about you. When I learned to draw, I never had these false things. Starting tomorrow, at 9 o'clock in the morning, you come to this place and I will start teaching you to draw."

Zhong Yue took over the business card. It seemed that after Cao Danqing retired, he didn't want to appear in school. It was also true that it was nothing if he appeared on campus as a retired teacher, but it would be a bit inappropriate to go to the classroom and studio.

After Lao Cao left, Zhong Yue stuffed his business card into his wallet.

The phone rang.

"Hey, who?"

"Wang Ge."

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, "Is there anything wrong with Mr. Wang?"

Since that competition, Wang Ge has never appeared. Even Kai Hongxuan has become much more low-key. After all, he lost without any hesitation.

"Don't worry, it's not something that makes trouble for you. My grandfather wants to see you."

"Your grandfather..." Zhong Yue thought, Wang Ge was in his thirties, could his grandfather be in his 80s and 90s?

Could it be that it really happened to be a bloody plot, hitting the younger one and the older one?
Chapter completed!