Xueba Queen's vest

Ye Wushuang's words can't be said to have aroused public anger in the Academy of Fine Arts, but it can only be said that it has reached the point where everyone shouted and beat them.

Everyone's expressions are quite kind.

Xie Anran couldn't bear this grievance, her eyes were red, and crystal tears fell down.

"Ah, I suddenly remembered that there was something I didn't do. Goodbye everyone!" Duan Mujing pulled Ye Wushuang and ran out of the Academy of Fine Arts.

After returning to the School of Business Administration, Duanmujing panted heavily:

"Cousin, don't mock a person like this next time... No, it's the entire Academy of Fine Arts! It's easy to fight!"

She was not afraid that Ye Wushuang would not win the fight, but mainly because it was unreasonable, and if she won, she would be criticized.

Ye Wushuang's black pupils flickered slightly, and her red lips parted slightly: "I'm not mocking, I'm telling the truth."

"The truth?" Duanmujing thought.

Ye Wushuang said that Xie Anran's painting level is a layman, and that the students of the Academy of Fine Arts are all rookies, are they all true?

Forget it, in the eyes of others, some art is just ghost paintings. It's normal for my cousin to have this idea.

"Tomorrow's weekend also happens to be the day of Duanmu's family banquet, remember not to be late?" Duanmujing revealed the matter without any trace.

But not everyone is willing to expose this matter without a trace.

The students of the Academy of Fine Arts were all annoyed.

Xiaonei is the best place for students to vent their emotions publicly.

"As a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, I just want to get rid of Ye Wushuang!"

"It is said that we are rookies, we recognize it, and what does it mean to say that Xie Anran, the face of the Academy of Fine Arts, is a layman? Does she really understand art?"

"She knows a hammer! After she left, An Ran's eyes were swollen from crying!"

"In order to hold a public welfare art exhibition, An Ran stayed up all night for several days, doing everything by herself, and finally Ye Wushuang said that, I really..."

"Ye Wushuang has 'arrogant' written all over his face!"

Seeing this, Jian Jiaoyang and others who were surfing the Internet frowned and cut into the topic.

"The queen never judges others at will. Have you ever thought that you really can't do it? My relative is a painter, and I feel that your paintings are indeed missing something."

Jian Jiaoyang was telling the truth.

But some people just can't hear the truth.

The students of the Academy of Fine Arts immediately counterattacked: "I laughed, the students of the Academy of Fine Arts don't understand art, but you who study finance understand, right?"

"Students of the School of Business Administration, can you stop messing with art casually? Who doesn't know that you only have money in your mind?"

As soon as the map gun was fired, it became a dispute between the two departments.

When they were fighting each other, Ye Wushuang was called to the principal's office by Ding Chunqiu.

"Come, try the desserts my son brought me from abroad. I remember you like cakes, right." Ding Chunqiu handed Ye Wushuang a box of foreign pastries.

Ding Chunqiu's view of Ye Wushuang has evolved from "very satisfied" to "very satisfied", and he can't wait to see Ye Wushuang as his own granddaughter.

When there is something delicious, Ye Wushuang will also come to mind.

Ye Wushuang looked at the expensive pastry packaging, but he didn't expect Ding Chunqiu to call her to the principal's office because of this.

"Don't you like it?" Ding Chunqiu asked with concern.

"No." Ye Wushuang shook his head.

She just felt another kind of elder care from Ding Chunqiu.

"No." Ding Chunqiu lowered his head and pushed his glasses, sorting out the documents on the desk.

At this time, a female teacher walked in from the outside with a mobile phone, not noticing Ye Wushuang was present, and said hastily:

"Principal Ding, we still haven't received a reply from the oil painter Light. Seeing that the new semester has begun, the Academy of Fine Arts has been short of a professor to give lectures, or should we choose another one?"

Ding Chunqiu frowned: "For the rest of the candidates, it's better not to have Light."

The Academy of Fine Arts has always been a relatively weak point of the University of Finance and Economics. In recent years, apart from "Xie Anran", there have been no more outstanding students.

To make progress, new talents must be brought in.

The light magician Light is Ding Chunqiu's favorite candidate.

She came to the Academy of Fine Arts of the University of Finance and Economics to take classes, which would definitely improve the strength of the students of the Academy of Fine Arts!

But this person, the school has been in contact for a long time, and has never received a reply.

"Then you can't keep the position of professor vacant, can you?" The female teacher said bitterly:

"Yesterday, the teacher of the Academy of Fine Arts complained to me that there is one less professor, and their workload is a bit heavy..."

"Alas." Ding Chunqiu sighed dejectedly: "If that's the case, then find another—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Wushuang.

She gently stroked the packaging of foreign pastries with her index finger, her voice was cold:

"I am Light. If the school can coordinate with my courses in the School of Business Administration and adjust the courses of the Academy of Fine Arts, I can teach in the Academy of Fine Arts."

She is a person who always repays revenge for revenge and kindness for kindness.

If Ding Chunqiu treats her well, she will treat Ding Chunqiu well.

Only then did the female teacher notice Ye Wushuang, and she turned to look at her with a puzzled look on her face: "Why is classmate Ye here? Besides, you said you are Light?"

Ding Chunqiu also looked at Ye Wushuang, with three points of expectation and seven points of doubt in his eyes.

Ye Wushuang simply took out his mobile phone and logged in the email address he registered when he was active under the name "Light".

In a pile of emails, I found Xia Guo's email reply from Jingcheng University of Finance and Economics.

Ding Dong!

The female teacher's mobile phone issued a notification tone, Ding Chunqiu walked over, and the two of them suddenly saw an email in Chinese from Light:

——I am Ye Wushuang.

"My God." The female teacher covered her mouth. If she didn't cover her, she would scream, which would be rude!

Light, a rising star in the art circle, is actually a female college student who just entered university, and she is also from the Xia Kingdom!

"Ye Wushuang, you are so, you are so, so..." Ding Chunqiu was so excited that he was incoherent.

What kind of treasure is he guarding!

He was so happy!

But he is also the principal of a prestigious school, so he quickly adjusted his emotions and made a judgment in his mind:

"No problem, I can help you adjust the course, and you can teach at the Academy of Fine Arts tomorrow, with an annual salary of one million!"

"Happy cooperation." Ye Wushuang stretched out his hand.

"Happy cooperation!" Ding Chunqiu held onto it, his old face flushed with excitement.

After the female teacher left, Ding Chunqiu made a cup of tea for Ye Wushuang, fearing that she would choke on the cake.

He was suddenly curious about one thing: "Wu Shuang, can you tell me, why did you fill in Jingcheng University of Finance and Economics when you filled out your application?"

Ye Wushuang can obviously go to a better university, or even go abroad!

"Brother is here." Ye Wushuang drank tea.

"It turns out that your eldest brother is also a talented person. He started his own business not long after he entered university, and he succeeded. The children of your Ye family are really better than each other." Ding Chunqiu said with emotion.

Ye Wushuang put down his teacup.

There is another reason, she is not convenient to say.

It was because of Ji Shen that she filled out the Beijing University of Finance and Economics.

This guy is in the capital and has many enemies, so he needs her protection.

She needs him too.

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An hour later, Ye Wushuang received his class schedule at the Academy of Fine Arts, and the time was perfectly staggered with the Academy of Business Administration.

After reading the class schedule, she signed a contract with Ding Chunqiu.

After the contract is signed, the school immediately publishes an announcement on the school intranet:

"Light, a magician of the light department, is confirmed to be a professor at the Academy of Fine Arts of Beijing University of Finance and Economics, and will officially teach tomorrow."

As soon as the announcement came out, bursts of excited screams and cheers came from the direction of the Academy of Fine Arts.

They left a message on the school intranet:

"Is this God's compensation for the Academy of Fine Arts? I'm so happy!"

"Light is the youngest and most talented oil painter in this century. If I can take her class, I will go straight to heaven!"

There are also students who are eccentric:

"Well, Professor Light should actually go to the School of Business Administration to teach, there are all great painters who understand art, especially our almighty queen Ye Wushuang, who is so amazing.

What a pity, tsk tsk. "