"In that case, I promise to record. Liu Song's voice changed and agreed.

"Dean!"

Qi Yu looked at Liu Song incredulously, "I didn't expect you to be such a person and treat me like this." ”

"Hehe, for the sake of art, you sacrifice it. Liu Song said.

"I do, too. On the other side, Zhang Lingyun was not to be outdone.

Other teachers are afraid of Vice Dean Qi Yu, she came here from a big place in the capital to practice, her heart is high, her vision is also high, and she is not afraid of Qi Yu.

"You ......"

Qi Yu only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, "It's good to ......"

He glared at Ye Chen fiercely, there was a strong hatred in it, Ye Chen was not afraid, and glared back.

I shouted. Qi Yu broke the jar, closed his eyes, and shouted: "I'm a stupid pig, I'm a stupid pig, I'm a stupid pig." ”

Poof!

The many teachers around him couldn't hold back anymore and burst into laughter.

After Qi Yu finished shouting, he blushed and left as if he had fled.

At this time, Liu Song and Zhang Lingyun, who had already prepared on the other side, held a brush in their hands and recorded this scene with a shy, but when they wanted to express Qi Yu's voice, both of them stopped writing.

Here, Mr. Ye still needs to put the finishing touch. Liu Song said.

The painting skills of the two are good, but Zhang Lingyun is even better, reaching the psychic realm, and painting Qi Yu's appearance of shouting 'I am a stupid pig' vividly, with a sense of spirituality.

However, the calligraphy realm of the two did not reach the artistic conception and was not suitable for inscriptions.

"Good. ”

Ye Chen took the brush and wrote four words on Zhang Lingyun's painting, 'I am a stupid pig'.

Ye Chen put down his pen, and Qi Yu's shout suddenly sounded in the hall, I am a stupid pig.

The calligraphy and painting match, the scene is reproduced, although everyone is psychologically prepared, they are still amazed when they see this, the painting is a good painting, and the words are even better words.

"We changed. ”

Ye Chen smiled, and then stretched out his hand to Liu Song, "Bring it." ”

"Don't give. Liu Song was like a child, holding Chunxiaotu and not letting go.

"You're also the dean of the Academy of Letters, so you're too shameless. Ye Chen was speechless.

"Face can't be exchanged for 'spring dawn'. Liu Song was unmoved.

"That's it, I'll write another one. ”

Ye Chen shook his head, swish, and wrote a "Spring Dawn" again, the same spring is full of joy, the same spring rain falls spring flowers, in the hall, spring returns to the world.

Zhang Lingyun couldn't put it down and watched it for a long time.

"Teacher Ye, Teacher Ye, you can also write us a pair, and we will exchange the money. Seeing this, the surrounding teachers rushed up one after another.

"Nonsense, writing the words of the artistic conception realm, whether it is the soul or the physical strength, the consumption is very great, do you want to squeeze Teacher Ye dry?"

Liu Song waved his hand, "Today is still the day when the academy recruits students, and there was a lot of delay just now, so you can go quickly." ”

"Okay. ”

The crowd dispersed unwillingly.

"Teacher Ye, when I have time in the future, I will go to you to discuss calligraphy, painting and poetry, okay?"

When many teachers were about to leave, they heard Zhang Lingyun's ethereal voice like a warbler's cry.

Hiss!

Everyone gasped and shook their heads, their eyes full of envy and jealousy.

What an honor it is for a beautiful teacher to take the initiative to invite.

Ye Chen was a normal man, his heart fluttered, and he nodded: "It's an honor." ”

"Goodbye. ”

Zhang Lingyun was blessed and turned to leave.

"Hmph, I'm really looking for death. Jiang Bin looked at this scene coldly, and snorted coldly in his heart.

Zhang Lingyun is a woman who is the genius teacher of the martial arts academy, Luo Qixia, who has a crush on her, and she can't let others get involved.

No matter how well Ye Chen's handwriting is, what if it is in the realm of intention? The combat effectiveness is not strong, and against Rocky Man, he will definitely be abused to death.

After all, the Tianwu Continent is the world of martial artists, and literature and art are just auxiliary professions.

The college admits students, after an initial review, followed by a double selection of students and teachers.

Students choose the appropriate teacher, and the teacher selects the students according to their own requirements.

The corresponding introductions of the teachers of the Bungain were posted on a publicity wall.

Next to it is a row of tables, behind which various teachers sit and wait for students to come to the door.

Ye Chen followed the teachers to the side of the propaganda wall, at this time there was only the last table left, the table was in a remote location, few students came, Ye Chen didn't care, and sat down.

There are many students who come to the Academy, young men and women, either alone or in groups, who come to the corresponding teachers one by one to participate in the teacher assessment.

Among them, Zhang Lingyun had the most students in front of the table, and he was squeezed in a black pressure.

But Zhang Lingyun is extremely demanding, and there are only a handful of teenagers who can become her students.

Unsuccessful students are looking for their next teacher to take part in the assessment.

The second lively teacher is Jiang Bin.

Not only is Jiang Bin handsome, but more importantly, Jiang Bin's talent has been spread in Tiandao City for a long time, and many people are rushing to him, and he is regarded as a star teacher in the Academy of Literature.

Although the number of other teachers in front of them was not as large as Zhang Lingyun and Jiang Bin, it was also quite lively.

There is only one exception, that is, in front of Ye Chen, there is no one.

"What's going on?"

Ye Chen's soul swept over and quickly discovered the reason.

Since he had just arrived, there was no introduction of him on the propaganda wall at all, and he was so young, so it was strange that someone came.

Ye Chen went back and took the brush and came to the propaganda wall.

It was full of students, who chose their teachers based on the presentations on the wall.

"Zhang Lingyun, a genius teacher from Beijing, proficient in calligraphy and painting, music, poetry, and a kind ......"

"Jiang Bin, a genius teacher of Tiandao Academy, is famous in Qi County, has been teaching for five years, and is an excellent teacher of the Academy of Literature every year, proficient in poetry. ”

"Ye Ning, proficient in music and rhythm, once performed in Yanwu publicly......"

"Chen Baisheng, teacher Jingyi, teaches students, and they are all officials of Yanwuguo......"

Ye Chen looked at them one by one, some were detailed, some were simple, but they all wrote about the subjects that the teacher was proficient in, what achievements he had made, etc.

"What should I write?"

Ye Chen thought for a moment, snorted, and wrote it down.

"Ye Chen, a full-career teacher, teaches and packs. ”

"Hey, look, there's a new teacher. ”

"Ye Chen, haven't you heard of it before, the new teacher?"

"I'm a professional teacher, a teacher of all professions, don't be so arrogant. ”

The students in front of the propaganda wall were in an uproar, even Zhang Lingyun, a beautiful genius teacher from the capital, and Jiang Bin, a star teacher from Tiandao Academy, didn't dare to call themselves full-career teachers, let alone teach Bao Hui, this guy named Ye Chen dared to write like this, and he was too bold.

Could it be that a veteran teacher is not willing to be lonely and has returned to teaching?

Everyone speculated that as for Ye Chen, who was writing on it, they all ignored it.

Although this young student writes well, he is too young to be a teacher at all.

Of course, the self-introduction that Ye Chen wrote on the propaganda wall only used a direct description of the realm, not the realm of intention, otherwise he would have been able to attract a large number of people.

"I'm calling Jiang Taigong to take the bait. ”

Ye Chen disdains to use calligraphy in the realm of artistic conception to attract students, I write my advantages on it, only attract people who are destined, don't believe me, doubt my ability, I don't want to come.

(End of chapter)