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Chapter 408 Huang Leyu

At noon the next day, Xia Long was called to the office by Professor Hu. As soon as he entered, he found that Professor Wang from the Academy of Fine Arts whom he had met at Professor Situ's home last night was waiting for him. After seeing him coming in, Professor Wang grabbed him. Hold his hand, turn around and leave: "Thank you, Lao Hu, I'll treat you to a drink tomorrow night!"

Xia Long was dragged by Wang Tianci all the way to the Art Museum of the Academy of Fine Arts. Before entering the door, Wang Tianci let go of Xia Long with a smile, and said flatteringly: "Boy, come in with me, I'll see you today!"

Xia Long looked at Wang Tianci with some amusement and said, "Professor, what are you doing?"

Wang Tianci said in a low voice: "Do me a favor and pretend to be my student, do you know? As long as you help me this time, it will be considered that I owe you a favor, how about it?"

As soon as Sharon rolled his eyes, he basically understood what the old guy meant: "Hey, professor, you don't want me to be okay!"

Wang Tianci smiled, and said: "The apprentice of that old guy Cai Shixiang is here. Hmph, he is pointing out the country. There is a selection event in the Academy of Fine Arts today. Excellent works will be sent to the exchange meeting the day after tomorrow. This old guy Cai Shixiang actually only He sent his proud disciple over, and the young man, relying on his ability, didn't pay attention to us old fellows. Hmph, we naturally don't want to argue with a junior, but if you are here, hehe, let me tell you quietly , this Huang Leyu has long been ambitious towards Ruyu!"

Xia Long was furious immediately: "Professor, lead the way! Grandma! How dare you plan on my woman!"

Wang Tianci chuckled, a bit disrespectful.

Go up to the third floor of the art museum, which is a big showroom, surrounded by some works, all of which are the proud works of the Academy of Fine Arts, the proud disciples of everyone.

What kind of Chinese painting, oil painting, etc., are a bit like an art exhibition, and their skills are all extraordinary.

At this time, a group of people were pointing at a painting, exchanging opinions from time to time.

Two of the old people were the professors of the Academy of Fine Arts that Sharon met last night, and the other middle-aged people were surrounded by a young man. Their attitude towards this young man seemed to be more respectful to the old professors.

After entering the door, Wang Tianci clapped his palms a few times, and said loudly, "Xia Long, come here, let me introduce you, this is Huang Leyu, the proud disciple of Master Cai Shixiang!"

The young man named Huang Leyu has a good figure and appearance, and he has a good family background. Although he is not considered a princeling in the capital, he is still well-known.

Seeing Wang Tianci speak, Huang Leyu raised his eyes to look at Xia Long, and there was a hint of jealousy, sneer, and contempt in his eyes.

As Yan Ruyu's fanatical suitor, he certainly has a comprehensive understanding of Xia Long.

What he was most annoyed about was why Yan Ruyu got involved with this guy. Of course, he never admitted in his heart that Yan Ruyu and Xia Long were already in an object relationship.

In fact, according to Huang Leyu's ability, it is of course impossible to know the deepest things of Xia Long.

All he knows is superficial.

Seeing Xia Long coming in with a big pig's head on his head and his face covered with bruises, Huang Leyu felt a burst of joy for some reason. He pretended to be generous and smiled and stretched out his hand to Xia Long: "This person should be from Yan University." The famous junior Xia Long, right? I am Huang Leyu, how old are you? "

Xia Long smiled and shook hands with the other party, and then did not make a sound.

Wang Tianci hit the nail on the head: "By the way, we were discussing this painting just now, Xia Long, please help me to take a look at it, my intention is to choose this painting to participate in the exchange meeting the day after tomorrow! But you, Senior Brother Huang, don't Agree, Senior Brother Huang is a talented young man, but Master Cai’s proud student. With all the true biography of Master Cai, he has already left us old guys far behind. In the future painting and calligraphy world, your senior brother Huang’s achievements are inevitable. Far surpasses us!"

I don't know when Xia Long had heard of Cai Shixiang.

According to Xia Long's understanding, for some reason, everyone doesn't seem to have that much respect for this master.

Sharon had vaguely guessed something.

This Cai Shixiang is estimated to be the number one in the contemporary era in terms of calligraphy and painting art, but his character seems to have a little bit of a problem.

Since such a guy with questionable character, what kind of students will he teach?
Shit young talent, with my young master here, you are a fart.

Hearing Professor Wang's words, Xia Long knew that this old guy was provoking his aggressiveness. Even if he didn't pick it, he decided to give Huang Leyu a little color for Yan Ruyu's sake.

Xia Long immediately walked to that picture and looked at it carefully.

Huang Leyu and the middle-aged people around him looked at him with smiles on their faces. Although they had smiles on their faces, the contempt in their eyes was obvious.

Xia Long has practiced calligraphy and painting with Fa Hai since he was a child. I dare not say anything else, but his foundation in Chinese painting is really profound.

After he glanced at it calmly, he nodded and said: "Beautiful, generous, with a spirit of writing, this child has a limitless future, teacher, this must be your favorite student again, right? Hmm, that's not bad, Second only to me."

In fact, the standard of this painting is only above average, and it is quite satisfactory. It is absolutely impossible to say that it is written with skill. Xia Long opened his mouth to praise, and even Wang Tianci's face turned red.

This painting is actually not someone else's, it was painted by his granddaughter.

Of course, he is also a little selfish. If his granddaughter's painting can participate in the exchange meeting the day after tomorrow, then his face will be a little radiant, right?
In fact, the Academy of Fine Arts has been short of successors in the past few years, even to the point where there is not even a single student who can do it.

The group of old guys from the Academy of Fine Arts didn't meet any students with good qualifications, and they were often defeated by other schools of fine arts, so their depression can be imagined.

Huang Leyu couldn't help but chuckled: "Student Xia Long is really astute, he is indeed Professor Wang's favorite student."

Wang Tianci thought that Xia Long was talking nonsense, and for a moment thought that Xia Long would be mistaken: "Xia Long, you should listen to your senior brother Huang first."

Xia Long smiled lightly and said: "No, although Brother Huang is Master Cai Shixiang's favorite student, I still believe in my vision. I dare not say anything else. If you want to talk about this vision, you know it, Master, and Master Cai may not be able to do it." Stronger than me!"

Everyone immediately petrified.

Huang Leyu was stunned for a long time, then couldn't help but looked at Xia Long with a sneer and said, "Oh? Could it be that Xia Long's apprentice's level can surpass my teacher's? I have seen many people compete with my tutor, but none of them can compete with my teacher." There is no one who surpasses my teacher, not to mention surpassing, even if it is barely comparable! Professor Wang, you student, you look good."

Wang Tianci was furious immediately.

He was not angry with Xia Long, but angry with Huang Leyu's words.

What kind of bullshit is this?

This guy offended everyone with one word.

What does it mean to compete with Cai Shixiang and not surpass it?
Huang Leyu's meaning can be understood by any fool. In the Chinese painting circle, the top two are Cai Shixiang and Wang Tianci.

It is true that Wang Tianci naturally thinks that he is inferior to Cai Shixiang, but he has never shown anything on any occasion, right?

Even when many people secretly disdain Cai Shixiang's mercenary character, he, Wang Tianci, is still helping the other party with good words. After all, he has been poor all his life and finally got out of it.

But I didn't expect that Huang Leyu would dare to mock herself like this.

Obviously, this is to say that he is not Cai Shixiang's opponent, but he has taught a student to make trouble.

Of course, it's no wonder Huang Leyu said this!
Who is Cai Shixiang?

His master, Huang Leyu, is the number one master in contemporary Chinese painting and calligraphy. A painting of his can easily be auctioned for tens of millions. He is directly catching up to the previous generation of money bag masters in the painting and calligraphy world, Qi Daqian and Zhang Baishi. !

Wang Tianci was angry but didn't know what to say, while the others secretly shook their heads.

Two of them were naturally on Wang Tianci's side, but Xia Long's jokes about Cai Shixiang were indeed a little too much.

Although Sharon performed amazingly last night, theories don't mean anything.

Therefore, Sharon's performance was a bit too much!

Seeing Huang Leyu's sarcasm, Xia Long smiled indifferently, even the smile was very reserved: "I said Master Cai is not as good as me, of course there is a reason, and I happen to be going to the cultural exchange meeting the day after tomorrow, Master Cai is of course Those who want to appear on the stage, when the time comes, I will compare with Master Cai, isn't that all right?"

Huang Leyu was furious: "You, what are you!"

Xia Long sneered, but he didn't want to hide his clumsiness anymore. It happened that there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the middle of the exhibition room. Brush up and draw.

Wang Tianci hurriedly moved up to it, and after seeing it, he was stunned.

The old professor's expression made everyone startled, and then everyone including Huang Leyu joined in.

Huang Leyu originally had a sarcastic smile on his face, but after seeing it, his face suddenly changed wildly.

Xia Long drew a pine tree with just a few strokes on this piece of rice paper.

That stroke, that level, that kind of meeting of shades, is incomparably perfect.

Sharon's painting may not be very good in reality.

But what is scary is his speed.

This is Chinese painting, not painting eggs. A master often needs more than just pen and ink to create a painting.

State of mind is what matters.

In only one minute, Xia Long drew a Chinese painting that can be regarded as a quasi-master level, which is simply nonsense.

It would definitely take two hours for Wang Tianci to paint.

Except for Huang Leyu, everyone who looked at Xia Long's eyes became extremely complicated at the same time.

Compared with Xia Long, this Huang Leyu is a fart.

(End of this chapter)