The new semester of East China Academy of Fine Arts has begun.

There are also more and more students on campus.

The college is divided into two departments - the Department of Comprehensive Art and the Department of Calligraphy. Over the years, overall, the Department of Comprehensive Art of East China Academy of Fine Arts has occupied the vast majority of students and is also inclined to the Department of Comprehensive Art. After all, calligraphy is now becoming lonely. Especially the source of calligraphy students in colleges and universities is gradually becoming rare. The selection of more than ten years of quality education has also blocked some students who have artistic talents but failing cultural courses outside the university.

However, in the past few days, something has been going viral in the East China Academy of Fine Arts.

A strange man is coming.

"Really? The person who tied with Xiao Kai Wang is really going to study in our Huamei?"

"Is this fake? I heard that he was an exchange student who was brought to Huizhou by our principal himself. He used to be from the Department of Electrical Engineering of Hui University."

“…”

"Science and engineering man, is this... calligraphy still tied to electrical?"

"Do you know who is his ancestor? The originator of calligraphy, Zhong Yao! Listening to the rumors circulating on the Internet these days, a few days ago, in Kaihongxuan, Xiaokai Wang was sure to win, and then just glanced at Zhong Yue's work and stopped the shooting immediately. It was almost cleared out Kaihongxuan. The two went out to say something, and then announced a draw."

“…”

Two girls sat on the bench in the apricot garden, listening to Jiang Shuhua, known as the "Great Three Realms Packages", telling vividly the latest news in the calligraphy and painting world.

"A glance? It's too exaggerated."

Jiang Shuhua squatted down and said, "Exaggeration? Come on, I will tell you something, don't spread it."

"you say."

"I heard that several professors in the calligraphy department quarreled in the conference room for more than two hours yesterday."

"What are you doing?"

"Snatch people. Zhong Yue is an exchange student. It is not necessary to discuss which class to be assigned to."

The two girls asked in disbelief, "Just like those old antiques in the calligraphy department, they have a stern face all day long, who would owe them millions, and they would quarrel with each other?"

"Several old professors are arguing, and the rest of the calligraphy teachers are not qualified to quarrel..."

"Is it necessary?"

Jiang Shuhua himself is from the calligraphy department and said, "Only ordinary students are not necessary. After four years of college, I guess those professors don't know what you are called, but some excellent students, such as me."

"Get out, you're shameless."

Jiang Shuhua smiled awkwardly and said, "The friendship between teachers and students is not as simple as four years. Some old professors are very traditional and they all adopt the relationship between teachers and teachers. Think about it, a freshman student actually beats Xiao Kai Wang. What about three years later, or five years later? Maybe it is a master of calligraphy to cultivate a master-level student. If you say that this investment, they will not be quarrel."

Jiang Shuhua was talking vividly, and suddenly a voice came from behind him.

"Student, please ask, where is the academic affairs center for freshmen reporting?"

Jiang Shuhua turned his head and saw a man wearing a white shirt, half a head taller than him, pushing his glasses, "Are you from the art department or the calligraphy department?"

"Well, I think it should be from the art department."

"What does it mean? That's right."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "That should be it."

The two beauties sitting on the bench suddenly stood up and turned Jiang Shuhua aside.

The short-haired woman wearing a short skirt on the left shined with glasses and said, "You are a freshman, I will take you there. I am from the 10th oil painting class of the Department of Art. My name is Xiao Jing. You can call me Senior Sister Xiao."

When Zhong Yue saw his somewhat enthusiastic senior sister, he was caught off guard. Looking back at the time, their engineering students reported that the students they received were not so enthusiastic.

Zhong Yue came back to his senses and smiled and said, "Then thank you senior sister."

"You're welcome, we're just on the way, and we can take you around our school."

Surrounded by two enthusiastic seniors, Zhong Yue walked towards the teaching service center.

Jiang Shuhua, behind him, looked at the three people leaving, shook his head and sighed, "It's so annoying that people are so tall and handsome. Damn, it's really amazing..."

Walking on the road paved with small stone bricks three inches square, Xiao Jing never heard of it along the way. She was like a salesman in a mobile phone store, hoping to say everything she knew.

"By the way, my junior, what major are you in the art department?"

Zhong Yue thought about it, Kang Min called last night and communicated with him, saying that what major and what tutor should be arranged, it is up to Zhong Yue to decide. It is impossible for the general college courses to be rich in teaching resources to arrange tutors for everyone, but Zhong Yue... can be said to be an exception. It was already outstanding before. Since what happened in Shanghai these days, Kang Min felt that such talents must be kept in Huamei and cultivated them well. In the future, Huamei may be able to surpass China and Gome and become a first-class art school in China.

Zhong Yue thought carefully and found that the road of calligraphy today is different from that of everyone, so he went to those so-called calligraphy education classes. In addition to some common sense in calligraphy culture, the rest of his energy is mainly focused on using calligraphy to painting.

Zhong Yue has taken a small step in this step, but he still has not taken it firmly enough.

However, Xu Wei's freehand painting method of splashing ink is another strange system, which is simply a world composed of ink dots. It is still difficult for Zhong Yue, who does not know much about the ink painting method.

Therefore, Zhong Yue urgently needs a teacher with accomplishments in Chinese painting.

"Chinese Painting Class."

Xiao Jing's eyes were a little disappointed. If she was from the oil painting class, the two of them should have more common topics. Maybe they will be more confident if they eat this young man in the future.

"That's it... By the way, I've said it all the way, but I don't know what my junior is and where I am from? I know your accent, I should be from the south, right?"

Zhong Yue said, "Yes, I'm so sorry. My senior sister was so kind just now, so I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Zhong Yue, and I come from Huizhou."

The two next to Zhong Yue were suddenly stunned.

"Clock...what's clock?"

"Zhong Yue. Qiu Shanyue."

Xiao Jing swallowed, and this name was frequently mentioned in Jiang Shuhua's mouth more than ten minutes ago.

When Zhong Yue saw Muleng's two people, he looked up at the nameplate of the teaching service center, and said, "Thank you really for the two seniors for leading the way. If you have the chance, contact me again. I want to go through the exchange procedures."

"oh……"

"ah……"

After hearing the three words "Communication Student", the two of them believed it. This is Zhong Yue, the strange man who caused several old professors in the calligraphy department to compete for!

"Is there any problem with the senior sister?"

Their heads were shaking like rattles.

"See you again."

Looking at Zhong Yue's departure back, the two saw a deep shock in each other's eyes.

Zhong Yue, a genius in calligraphy, actually said he was going to the Chinese painting class!

This shocking bombing is probably going to cause a sudden change in the entire Huamei situation...
Chapter completed!