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Wen Congquan's excitement hadn't passed yet, and he asked a series of questions: "Damn, I'm terrified, how did you get the password of that grandson's Weibo account? Where did you get the video? Did you do the math and figure it out?" of?"

Bai Miao: "I saw Zhang Yu log in to Weibo, the password was guessed, and the video was given by someone else."

Wen Congquan was taken aback, and immediately became more excited: "What? This guy hid the video he found at the time, and Zhang Yu gave it to you after copying it? What does this mean?"

"Okay, as long as there is this result."

The incident was too big, and the scope of the video was too wide. Yu Wu University, as the top university in the country, attracted countless attentions, waiting for Yu Wu University to deal with it.

There was no movement from Yuwu University for the time being, but Songshan Academy of Painting made an announcement first.

Zhang Yu's enrollment quota was cancelled, and he would no longer be admitted and employed by Songshan Academy of Painting for life.

Yu Wu University dragged on for a few days before releasing the announcement.

Zhang Yu, who was suspected of plagiarism, canceled his graduation grades and stayed in school for probation.Professor Xu was suspected of leaking the student's graduation design and was investigated by the relevant department of the school.

Bai Miao glanced at the announcement of Yu Wu University on the mobile phone, his eyes were calm.

Professor Xu was kind to him once, and he cut the part of her that was photographed in the front of the video, leaving only the part where Zhang Yu took pictures and drew.

After that, whether she was exposed or escaped unharmed, it has nothing to do with him.

The phone suddenly buzzed and vibrated, calling from an unfamiliar number.

Bai Miao seemed to feel something, and answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Bai Miao's classmate? I'm the dean of Songshan Academy of Painting, He Yue."

"Dean He, what's the matter?"

He Yue's tone was quite kind, he first praised his painting copied by Zhang Yu, and then said: "Zhang Yu has been expelled, and now there is a vacant degree in the painting academy, do you want to come?"

Bai Miao raised her eyelids slightly.

The sun is pouring down, and the sparkling light is jumping among the leaves, making the sunset red community and the mountain and sea community outside look bright and quiet.

He was slightly dazed.

He once thought that his life trajectory would be like this, that he would enter the Songshan Academy of Painting smoothly, continue to study step by step, he might become a teacher of some old professor, make paintings famous or not, and spend his life alone like this.

After Zhang Yu's top spot, for him, it is nothing more than changing to another place to continue painting, and the possibility of becoming famous and making money is infinitely reduced.

Anyway, the old man who never sees the end of Shenlong is not willing to take him to bluff and cheat, and other things are similar to him.

... No, now it seems that the old man is probably not bluffing and deceiving, but really has some skills.

The possibility of the future he envisioned does not include the Shanhai community, nor does it include demons and ghosts.

Bai Miao's thoughts were wandering, and her gaze inadvertently turned to the two large cardboard boxes placed in the corner of the living room.

That was the courier he received yesterday, and it was full of various ancient books.

In the past, the old man was not willing to let him get in touch with these things, and he just kept telling him to learn to paint well, but now he sent two big boxes very readily.

Seeing Bai Miao's silence, He Yue said again: "You don't have to worry about Zhang Guoshi, Songshan Academy of Painting is not his all-rounder. But to learn art, you must first learn morality. When you enter Songshan Academy of Painting, you must show a correct and humble learning attitude, benevolent and friendly, and respect the teacher. Heavy way..."

Hearing He Yue's words, Bai Miao's swaying thoughts came back to his senses in an instant, and he almost burst out laughing.

"What do you mean? Where am I without virtue?"

He Yue's tone was still gentle: "The Bi She you put on is no worse than the one that was plagiarized. Do you know why the painting academy gave Zhang Yu the spot in the end?"

Of course Bai Miao knew.

The portrait of Shuo Chen was not his Bi She at all, the one replaced by Wen Congquan was his real Bi She.

It's just that Professor Xu saw the portrait by accident, and she acquiesced that it was Bai Miao's painting, and he was so sleepy that he accidentally left the painting in Professor Xu's office.

Later, he overslept when handing in the final set, and he didn't know who mistakenly took Shuo Chen's pair and handed in his final set, and the real one was almost unfinished, let alone submit it.

So when Wen Congquan changed two paintings and tried his best to inform him, he carried a paint brush and rushed into Bi She's grading scene.

It just so happened that the scoring team led by Zhang Guoshi rated his graduation project.

"There is form but no spirit. There are only skills but no aura. And this project has not been completed yet, with a bad attitude and no respect. Is this contempt or arrogance? Ao Cheng can pass it like this." Zhang Guoshi glanced at it. , and contemptuously dismissed the work as worthless.

The group of them had their backs facing the gate, and they didn't find any more people behind them when they commented.

The other judges and professors were all silent, sighing inwardly.

Although Zhang Guoshi's words were harsh, they were basically true.

Zhang Guoshi directly raised his chin and said, "This one is a failure."

Bai Miao listened to the comments quietly, and suddenly came out of the crowd, picked up the paintbrush and waved it at his painting.

"what are you doing!"

"What's going on? Why did this person come in, take him out quickly..."

Zhang Guoshi frowned and said sharply: "Which class are you in, let your instructor come over..."

Bai Miao swiped a few strokes, turned her head with a smile: "Master Zhang, can you take a look again?"

Zhang Guoshi glanced at the painting impatiently, and his eyes suddenly focused.

Before Zhang Guoshi could answer, one of the judges and professors said in surprise: "It's so dangerous, so bold, so changeable, such a good word!"

With just a few strokes, the painting seems to come alive.

The judges and professors all changed the way they looked at Bai Miao.

Bai Miao still had a smile on his face, staring straight at Zhang Guoshi: "Zhang Guoshi, do you want to take back what you just said?"

Zhang Guoshi twitched.

"Where do you think this is? Where are the staff? Throw him out!"

Without being bombarded by the staff, Bai Miao walked out calmly by herself.

Then he immediately threatened Zhang Yu and forced Zhang Yu to tear up the plagiarized Bi She.

Because of this incident, Zhang Yu was originally assigned his spot in the Songshan Academy of Painting, and Zhang Guoshi also insisted on this matter that he should fail his final exam.

He Yue still said: "At Songshan College, you must not miss classes without reason, and you must not be disrespectful to teachers. This is the same requirement for any student."

Bai Miao lowered the cold light in her eyes and said, "Thank you Dean He, but I'm afraid I'm not suitable for your hospital."

He Yueyu said earnestly: "Don't be so stubborn. It's a good thing for young people to be proud, but don't be arrogant. People must learn to be humble, and they must learn to bow their heads at the right time. As the saying goes, the outside is round and the inside is square..."

Bai Miao had seen He Yue's works before, the brushstrokes were more than mellow, seemingly introverted but without edges and corners, as expected.

At the beginning, Zhang Guoshi was allowed to make trouble and tacitly allowed Zhang Yu to take his place, but now he comes to preach to him?

Bai Miao said with a half-smile: "I almost couldn't even get my graduation certificate. I admitted my failure, but others wanted to break my back."

He Yue fell silent.

He sighed and said, "It seems that you have made up your mind."

Bai Miao: "I'm afraid that I will disturb your academy. I wish your academy can recruit the students you want as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Miao dragged two large boxes of heavy courier in, glanced at the delivery address, it was blank again, only knew that it was sent from the distant Qingcheng.

Bai Miao muttered something about the old man, and simply sat on the ground, took out an ancient book and flipped through it.