Ma Dan, why is the gap between people so big?

First He Shanyuan, then Huang Sansheng, who else is behind?

You're not letting us live!

The jealousy in the hearts of a group of men can be said to be bursting.

Although Huang Sansheng said that he is not as strong as He Shanyuan, his popularity is not ordinarily good!

The art world is famous, this is not blown!

Department of Fine Arts, how many people want to be Huang Sansheng's disciples?

You go to the art class of your sophomore, junior, and seniors to ask?

A class, at least half of the people are willing!

The most important thing is that Huang Sansheng, so far, he doesn't have a single disciple!

If he becomes his disciple, the resources he will get will be less than that of He Shanyuan?

Moreover, Huang Sansheng's age is not small, how many disciples can he accept at his age?

This Zhang Fan is very likely to be his only disciple!

MMP, Zhang Fan, is it completely here to find them unhappy today?

The killing intent suddenly exploded!

At this moment, Huang Sansheng is in a very bad mood!

Originally, he heard Zhang Fan's movement here and was going to come over to take a look!

As a result, girl, robbed someone to grab him?

This is unbearable!

"Xiaohe, Zhang Fan is from my art department, what kind of excitement are you from the music department, you want to dig the foot of the wall and go to Peking University, there are a lot of people there. Huang Sansheng's voice was mixed with a bit of anger.

However, the next moment, He Shanyuan also laughed: "Senior Huang, don't you know, Zhang Fan's talent in music, I can say that since I took office at Tsinghua University, I have never met such a person." He went to your art department, isn't it a waste of talent? ”

He Shanyuan said softly, his eyes staring at Huang Sansheng's body, without flinching in the slightest.

If you miss Zhang Fan, how many years will you have to wait for the next time you meet someone like Zhang Fan?

He can't afford to wait!

This is an opportunity he must not miss!

Even if the opponent is the old professor Huang Sansheng, he is not cowardly!

However, a group of people around them, hearing He Shanyuan's words, their eyes widened.

Damn, does Zhang Fan have such a good talent?

And Huang Sansheng, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and there was a touch of anger on his face.

"He Shanyuan, what do you mean by this? Hehe, then I will tell you that Zhang Fan's talent in art is the best one I have seen in the past few decades. ”

Hearing Huang Sansheng's words, the eyes of a group of people around him immediately widened again.

, Zhang Fan's art talent is also like this?

How can it be!

You said that this guy's talent for fighting and making trouble is the first, and I have nothing to say, but you say that he has good musical talent and art talent, and I am the first to disagree with this!

However, in the next moment, He Shanyuan completely said this dissatisfaction.

"Senior Huang, I don't accept what you say! Zhang Fan has never studied music, do you know how difficult it is for a singer to integrate his timbre, pitch, and perfect voice, as well as his feelings into his singing?

It can be said that his starting point is already standing at the end of countless musicians, if he comes to our music department, I can say that within ten years, Zhang Fan will definitely go international. ”

He Shanyuan is sonorous and powerful!

However, it fell on the ears of a group of people in the music department, like a thunderbolt from the sky.

You are paralyzed, is Zhang Fan so terrible?

His starting point is the end point of countless people? These countless people, the cliff represents them!

Still going international, do you want to be so scary?

That's an international stage!

He Shanyuan, don't tease us!

"Hehe, ten years? What's the big deal, I also tell you, Zhang Fan only took less than a week to master the art of sketching, I can say this, give Zhang Fan eight years, his paintings, will shock the world!

Moreover, if he learns Chinese painting, he will be the heir of our Chinese intangible cultural heritage. ”

Huang Sansheng said coldly.

Hearing this, the heads of the group of people around him were a little dizzy!

God, do you want to be so exaggerated?

In eight years, the painting shocked the world?

Bragging, right?

At that time, how old was Zhang Fancai?

Twenty-seven?

Lao Tzu believed in your evil and became a generation of painters at the age of twenty-seven! So if he is given a few more decades, he will not dominate the art world?

How the are you going to let us people live?

Professor Huang, bragging must abide by the basic rules, we will not be convinced if you are like this!

Also, why did you pull out the intangible cultural heritage again!

Don't you blow us to the ground, okay?

Our fragile and young hearts can't stand your brilliance!

At the same time, a group of girls took out their mobile phones with glowing eyes, and happily sent the conversation between He Shanyuan and Huang Sansheng to the forum.

And, illustrated!

"Domineering and mighty, Professor He Shanyuan and Professor Huang Sansheng compete for Zhang Fan in the small square outside the infirmary!"

"My Prince Charming has an amazing talent for music and art, mortals, tremble!"

Seeing these conspicuous titles, countless people's eyes widened.

"Damn, how is it possible, just Zhang Fan's goods, how can Professor He Shanyuan and Professor Huang Sansheng compete?

"You are paralyzed, absolutely not, when did Zhang Fan's slut have musical talent and artistic talent?"

"Haha, you don't know yet, Zhang Fan is already a disciple of Huang Sansheng, haven't you been to the gallery? That ten-meter-long sketch painting is Zhang Fan's work!"

"Damn, don't run upstairs, what's the fuck going on? Let's be clear, why don't we know this news?"

"Are you stupid, can you tell me about such a slap in the face? Paralyzed, in an hour and a half, after completing the ten-meter sketch giant painting, our face in the art department is swollen, okay? ”

Countless people were shocked by this news.

Over there in the gallery, they have been there, and they have seen the ten-meter sketch painting!

Isn't the name on the painting a slap in the face?

Wait, slap in the face?

Paralyzed, doesn't Zhang Fan believe in Zhang!

Moreover, Zhang Fan, this guy, doesn't his favorite thing be a slap in the face!

Thinking of this terrible fact, everyone's hearts were horrified.

Nima, Zhang Fan, is this guy still human?

He's a freshman!

Hello new students!

Freshman year!

It's only been a few days since school started?

Moreover, these days, Zhang Fan has not come to school!

How did you get such a big deal?

He Yang, who rushed over, was completely shocked by this news!

In an instant, his feet accelerated, and he rushed towards the infirmary!

At the same time, the sound of running sounded in countless corners of Tsinghua University.

"Paralyzed, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, Lao Tzu wants to go to the scene to see clearly!"

Countless unbelievable voices also sounded immediately.

(End of chapter)