"That Roselle Limbo is indeed a great work, but it is nothing compared to this word!"

Professor Chen's face flushed, and he said excitedly:

"This painting is a real masterpiece!"

"Fart! This painting of Roselle Lingbo is so ethereal, and it makes people feel that they are both physically and mentally drunk, it is a stunning work! That painting is not as good as it!"

Dean Zhang originally looked at his obsessive old friend with understanding, but when he heard him slander the painting, he was immediately unhappy.

"Good words!"

"Draw it!"

"Good words!"

"Draw it!"

.......

The two old men, who were almost one hundred and fifty years old together, fought each other like two children, glaring at each other and not giving in to each other.

"I'm sorry, you guys fight slowly, please give me back the words and paintings, we're going home." ”

A calm and gentle voice sounded, and after Mo Changsheng finished speaking, he stretched out his hands, ready to take back his two works.

"Huh?"

The two old guys didn't let go.

"Who are you, why did you rob my grandson of his paintings?"

Zhang Tianchen was like no one next to him to appreciate the masterpiece, and he didn't hear what Mo Changsheng said at all.

Originally, he just came to see the results of his grandson's competition, so he came late and didn't see the scene of Mo Changsheng's painting.

"Grandpa, this painting was altered, and I said in advance that I would give it to him. ”

Without Mo Changsheng answering, Zhang Jie had already explained to his grandfather with a face full of shame.

"What?!He's the master of painting?!"

Old Dean Zhang was dumbfounded, looking at Mo Changsheng, who was too young to speak, in disbelief.

Seeing that his grandson nodded in confirmation, he had no choice but to let go of the hand holding "Luo Shen Lingbotu" a little bit like a knife, and his face was like ashes.

Mo Changsheng retrieved the painting, and then looked at Professor Chen, who was still clutching another calligraphy, he had witnessed the whole process from beginning to end.

Professor Chen grabbed the notebook with a look of despair.

If the painting is anything to say, then there is absolutely no controversy about the word.

He rolled his eyes in a hurry, and after a moment, as if he had made up his mind, let go of his hand, stood up straight, bent down deeply, and said something earth-shattering:

"Master, please take me as an apprentice!"

"Professor Chen!"

The other judges, teachers and many students exclaimed.

"Old fellow, you?!"

Dean Zhang was also taken aback by his old friend, but in a blink of an eye, he figured out his old friend's plan, and immediately bent down respectfully:

"Master, please take me as an apprentice too!"

"No matter how young he is, his painting skills and calligraphy attainments can be said to be the pinnacle, although it is a shame to worship him as a teacher, but in the future you can often appreciate the peerless masterpieces, what are you afraid of!

People are old and refined, and Zhang Tianchen's wishful thinking is extremely loud, but in the eyes of others, the actions of the two respected old men to worship Mo Changsheng as a teacher are shocking.

Zhang Jie exclaimed in shock: "Grandpa!"

"Dean, why are you?!" the teachers panicked even more.

If this is spread out, two old professors of Southwest Jiaotong University, one of whom is still the dean, worships a young man who has never gone to school and is not more than a weak crown as a teacher, wouldn't it be a big joke in the world? !

"Dean Zhang, Professor Chen, how can this kid let you two apprentice to the teacher?

"Dean Zhang, even if you like this painting, you can make an exception to recruit him to study in our academy, why condescend to be noble?"

Some suggested that others listened to it and thought so.

It is a great thing to be able to let a person who has never been to school go to Jiao Tong University to go to university, and he is not afraid that the other party will not give things away.

"yes, why didn't I think of that?"

Professor Chen suddenly woke up and found that there was actually a better way, not only not to make them lose face, but also to get in touch with Mo Changsheng at any time, and to become the other party's teacher at that time, he was not afraid that he would not be able to learn something.

Zhang Tianchen didn't know Mo Changsheng's origin, Professor Chen hurriedly explained it to him, and he suddenly brightened up, looking at Mo Changsheng expectantly and said:

"You haven't been to school, it's okay, I can recruit you as my graduate student, I don't know what you think?"

"Isn't it, just being Dean Zhang's graduate student?"

Countless students looked at Mo Changsheng with envy, and the fire of jealousy in their eyes was burning.

"I'm sorry, please let go, you're in the way!"

Mo Changsheng casually put away the "Luo Shen Lingbo Tu" and the calligraphy, and then handed it to Wen Qingyan, holding her Rou Yi with his right hand, and pushing aside Zhang Tianchen who was blocking him with his left hand, preparing to leave by himself.

He completely ignored the other party's invitation, and the precious opportunity that others could not ask for, for him, was like a discarded walk.

"This kid is crazy, isn't he?"

"Doesn't he understand what it means to be a graduate student of Dean Zhang? That is the opportunity to become a registered painter of the Huaxia Painters Association!"

"Not only that, Dean Zhang is a distinguished professor of many academies of fine arts, and his protégés are all over the world, so they are all connections!"

......

Needless to say, the other teachers had already talked about the benefits of being his student, so he confidently waited for Mo Changsheng to change his mind.

"Let's get in the way!" Mo Changsheng was impatient and frowned.

The audience was silent, and smashed glasses on the ground.

Someone stammered, "I'm not dreaming, what did this kid just say?"

"Is he crazy, don't want this kind of opportunity!"

Mo Changsheng looked at Zhang Tianchen and Professor Chen who were blocking in front of him unhappily, and said lightly:

"I don't have the slightest interest in becoming your student, and I don't plan to take in apprentices, so please get out of the way!"

Everyone was stunned and speechless.

From the moment Mo Changsheng finished painting, Ren Jingyu, who had been trying to be a transparent person, jumped out again, stopped in front of Mo Changsheng, and pointed at his nose angrily:

"Stinky boy, don't think that if you can draw a few pictures, you can write a few words. Dean Zhang is willing to recruit you, that's your luck, don't know what to do! If you are interested, you can dedicate the calligraphy and paintings, and then kowtow to the dean and the teacher to admit their mistakes, otherwise, we students will not agree!"

"Students, do you say?"

"Yes, admit your mistake!"

"Hurry up and kowtow to admit your mistake and return the painting!"

Instigated by Ren Jingyu, the students present slowly became excited and clamored one after another.

"Get out!"

Mo Changsheng looked at Ren Jingyu indifferently and said lightly.

"What did you say?!" Ren Jingyu thought he had heard it wrong, and his face was full of disbelief.

Mo Changsheng chuckled lightly and said gently:

"I said,!

If you don't hear it, I'll say it again. ”

"You-this-garbage, give-me--go!"