"Junior sister Yu."

A boy like Ekin Zheng stopped in front of Yu Xian's drawing board and pulled his long hair behind his ears out of habit.

"Senior Brother He, what can you do?"

There was a pungent smell of chili pepper when Yu Xian opened his mouth.

"Haha~"

Not only was "Ekin Cheng" not angry, but he looked at Yu Xian, who had specially dressed up, and couldn't help but praise: "You are different today than usual."

Yu Xian raised his thin eyebrows, and kept repeating the phrase "None of your business" for a long time. Finally, he felt that it was too offensive, so he changed it to a less offensive one:

"If my boyfriend comes to see me, he must dress up!"

"Forehead……"

"Ekin Cheng" was really stunned. For those who pursue Yu Xian, this sentence is not at all offensive.

However, his face only dimmed slightly, and then he smiled indifferently.

In fact, who doesn't know that Yu Xian has a boyfriend? She has never hidden it at all.

Anyone who even knows her a little bit knows that her boyfriend is at CUHK.

But so what?

Having a boyfriend does not mean getting married. Since you put such a beautiful girlfriend in a university town, then I have the right to pursue her.

During the National Day party before, Wu Yu complained that some of her senior brothers were disgusting, and they openly pursued Yu Xian even though they knew he had a boyfriend.

However, "Ekin Cheng" may also be a little afraid of Yu Xian's temper and dare not continue to strike up a conversation here. After saying hello, he returned to his seat like a "gentleman". It seems that he is also one of the contestants participating in the exhibition training.

There are only seven freshmen in this training camp, and the others are all sophomores and juniors.

Some freshmen don't know "Ekin Cheng" and feel that he is a dick and likes to show off, but the seniors and seniors seem to admire him.

One freshman couldn't hold it back and turned sideways to ask a senior next to him: "Senior, who is this person?"

"Which one?"

Senior brother didn't understand.

"That's the boy who harassed Yu Xian."

the freshman asked.

"Are you talking about He Yuanchang?"

The senior brother warned: "Don't say the word harassment casually. He is a famous figure in Guangmei University. From his freshman year to his junior year, He Yuanchang has always been the number one in his grade in majors. He has won numerous awards in school competitions.

He has even won prizes in high-profile calligraphy and painting competitions in the province."

"Damn it, are you so powerful?"

The freshman suddenly felt lucky. Just now, he wanted to be a hero in front of Yu Xian and drive away this idiot who liked to harass the junior school girls.

"There is a high probability that he will participate in the provincial competition this year."

The senior brother said with emotion: "If he wins again this time, maybe the school can hold a personal exhibition for him before graduation."

Only then did the freshman understand why the other seniors admired He Yuanchang. It turned out that he had real abilities.

At this time, Professor Fei Yueming, who was responsible for guiding the participating contestants, also came over.

The painting center immediately became quiet. Professor Fei, who was in his early 40s, had a serious face and sharp eyes.

He is from Hunan, and he always speaks without distinction between "l" and "n", but no student dares to laugh at him in private.

Professor Fei first taught "Linear Figure Sketching" for one class, and with one class left, everyone was asked to draw the works for selection, and he walked around to guide them.

At this time, you can actually see the difference in personal level.

Some students, like He Yuanchang, are not only less afraid of Professor Fei, but can occasionally discuss painting techniques with Professor Fei;

Facing some of Professor Fei's questions, some students shrank their heads and didn't know how to answer.

Soon, Fei Yueming came to Yu Xian and Wu Yu.

Just like during a high school exam, the invigilator stood behind with his arms folded and watched you do the questions. Both Yu Xian and Wu Yu felt a little nervous.

In particular, Fei Yueming looked at it and suddenly sighed "Hey".

The two of them immediately felt as if they had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar, as if they had finally calculated the result of a math test, but it was actually wrong.

However, Yu Xian is not the kind of character who can be manipulated by others. Although Professor Fei is serious about words, she still said unconvinced: "Professor Fei, just point it out if you have any problems. The inexplicable sighs are really confusing."

"That's right~"

Wu Yu also helped out.

"Is there anything to say? It's still an old problem."

Fei Yueming tapped Yu Xian's drawing board with his fingers: "Your use of ink and color has indeed improved compared to before, but the traces of examination are still too heavy. Too much emphasis on technique and form makes the work look very dull."

Freshmen like this who have just passed the art exam basically have similar problems.

After all, the art exam tests these things, and all the requirements for the exam must be expressed in one painting.

However, if you want to go further on the road of painting, after entering college, you need to slowly lose this old-fashioned craftsmanship caused by exams.

Art should not have rules, as that would limit imagination. An artist should inject soul into his works through his own feelings and understanding of life.

This is also the reason why Yu Xian's class teacher and other professional teachers often point out that her works lack feeling.

Yu Xian's entry this time is "Sunset". In Fei Yueming's opinion, the lines are smooth, the picture is transparent, the colors are contrasting, and even some details are handled well.

But this can only be a painting, and it is far from a "work".

"Can I win the prize?"

Yu Xian is most concerned about this issue.

This "White Stone Cup" art exhibition has bonuses, divided into three levels: 5000, 3000 and 1000.

Yu Baobao wants to get the bonus and give Director Chen a new mobile phone on his birthday next month.

"Winning a prize..."

Fei Yueming rubbed his chin and thought for a while and said, "The third prize may be possible."

"Where's the second prize?"

Yu Xian asked immediately.

"That's impossible."

Fei Yueming shook his head and accidentally spoke in Hunan dialect again.

"Professor Fei, what about me?"

Wu Yu asked loudly from the side.

"you?"

Fei Yueming took one look at Wu Yu's painting "Peasant Dad" and it was like seeing shit. He definitely didn't want to look at it a second time.

"Just get a consolation prize!"

Fei Ming said with a look of disgust.

"Cut~"

Wu Yu stuck out her tongue, wanting to refute but didn't dare.

Before Fei Yueming left, he looked at Yu Xian's slumped face and thought it was because she had too high demands on him, so he comforted him: "You are already very good now. He Yuanchang couldn't draw like you even two months after he entered school."

good."

Yu Xian thought to himself, who wants to compete with him? I want to buy a mobile phone for my boyfriend!

"Professor Fei, would you like to make suggestions to the school?"

Yu Xian raised his face and said, "Can you increase the third prize bonus to 3,000?"

"Isn't this nonsense!"

Fei Yueming waved his hands and left quickly. The little girl was so pretty, but she spoke so loudly.

The conversation between Fei Yueming and Yu Xian was heard by all the students in the painting center.

He Yuanchang couldn't help but think about it, it turned out that Yu Meiren wanted to win the prize.

This... seems a bit difficult, but it's not impossible.

If I win an award for her, will she be impressed by me?

She thinks I’m more capable than her CUHK boyfriend!

…

After the two training sessions, Chen Zhu was about to arrive in Guangmei, and Yu Xian and Wu Yu went to pick him up at the door.

At the same time, there is Wang Changhua. Last time he clamored to come to the Academy of Fine Arts to see beautiful girls.

Fei Yueming was the last one to leave because he had to pack up his computer and tools. Just as he was about to turn off the lights after packing his things, someone suddenly walked in.

A lady of medium build, probably in her fifties, with gray hair, neatly dressed in a small black suit in the summer, so serious that at first glance it seemed that she was difficult to communicate with.

But when Fei Yueming saw it, his expression suddenly became respectful, and he went up to him and said, "Teacher Guan, why are you here?"

"I happen to have a meeting on the third floor."

The white-haired lady looked around and said, "Are these the training students who participated in the art exhibition?"

"Yes."

Fei Yueming replied half-bent.

The white-haired lady casually flipped through the works of several students in the front row.

Fei Yueming was by his side, and he suddenly remembered an anecdote, so he asked curiously: "Teacher Guan, I heard that you were looking for a girl with a long hair among the freshmen a while ago?"

"Um."

The white-haired lady did not shy away and explained calmly: "That student is a bit spiritual, I think it's quite interesting."

After browsing through the works of several students in the front row, she was not impressed by the results, so she turned around and planned to leave.

Fei Yueming didn't know how spiritual "Chen Zhu" was and how worthy of Teacher Guan's appreciation, but he was once a student of Teacher Guan, so he was embarrassed to inquire further.

Fei Yueming just smiled and said: "We have a new student in the training class who is quite talented."

"What's your name?"

The white-haired lady turned around and asked.

"Yu Xian."

Fei Yueming was going to take Yu Xian’s works and ask Teacher Guan to comment on them.

"Stop watching!"

The white-haired lady shook her head, and it was obvious that she was a bit stubborn: "It's not like there's anything good about it."

After saying that, the white-haired lady went upstairs alone. Fei Yueming could only shrug his shoulders and locked the door with a bang.

The center of the painting immediately became peaceful, as quiet as a valley where treasures were buried, and no one noticed it at this moment.

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