Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 51 Please accept me as an apprentice!

"The painting of Luoshen Lingbo is indeed an excellent work, but compared to this painting, it is nothing!"

Professor Chen blushed and said excitedly:
"This calligraphy is truly a masterpiece!"

"Fart! This picture of Luoshen Lingbo has such an ethereal artistic conception, and it actually makes people feel intoxicated physically and mentally. It is a shocking work! That picture is not as good as it!"

Dean Zhang originally looked at his obsessed old friend understandingly, but when he heard him slander the painting, he immediately became unhappy.

"Good word!"

"Draw well!"

"Good word!"

"Draw well!"

The two old men, who are nearly 150 years old together, confronted each other, arguing like two children, staring at each other, refusing to give in to each other.

"I'm sorry, please fight slowly, and please return the words and paintings to me, we are 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.

"Well?"

The two old guys didn't let go.

"Who are you? Why are you robbing my grandson's painting?"

Zhang Tianchen just appreciated the masterpiece as if no one else was around, and didn't hear what Mo Changsheng said at all.

He originally just came to see the results of his grandson's competition, so he came very late and did not see the scene of Mo Changsheng's painting.

"Grandpa, this painting was changed by others, and it was said in advance that this painting would be given to him."

Without Mo Changsheng's answer, Zhang Jie explained to his grandfather with a face full of shame.

"What?! He is the master of the pinnacle of painting?!"

Old Dean Zhang was dumbfounded, looking at Mo Changsheng, who was so young and unbelievably young, in disbelief.

Seeing his grandson nodding his head in confirmation, he had no choice but to let go of the hand holding "Luoshen Lingbotu" bit by bit, his face ashen.

Mo Changsheng took back the painting and looked at Professor Chen who was still holding on to another copybook. He had witnessed the whole process from beginning to end.

Old Professor Chen clutched the copybook with a look of despair.

If that painting still has something to say, then this word is definitely not controversial at all.

He rolled his eyes anxiously, and after a while, he seemed to have made up his mind, let go of his hands, stood up straight, bent deeply, and said a shocking sentence:

"Master, please accept me as an apprentice!"

"Professor Chen!"

The other judges, teachers and many students exclaimed.

"You old guy?!"

Dean Zhang was also startled by his old friend at first, but he figured out his plan in a blink of an eye, and imitated the example, bowing down respectfully:

"Master, please accept me as a disciple too!"

"No matter how young he is, his painting and calligraphy skills are at the pinnacle. Although it is embarrassing to worship him as a teacher, you can often enjoy peerless masterpieces in the future. Don't be afraid of being ashamed! And if you can learn a little bit, then But it's a big profit!"

Zhang Tianchen's wishful thinking is extremely resounding as a person grows old, but in the eyes of others, the behavior of the two respected old men to worship Mo Changsheng as their teacher is shocking.

Zhang Jie exclaimed in shock: "Grandpa!"

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

If it gets out that two old professors of Southwest Jiaotong University, one of whom is the dean, worship a young man who has never been to school and is only a young man as his teacher. Wouldn't it be a big joke? !

"Dean Zhang, Professor Chen, how can this kid make you two apprentices? Please think twice!" a teacher persuaded.

"Dean Zhang, even if you like this painting, you can make an exception and recruit him to study in our academy. Why should you condescend?"

Someone suggested it, and others took it for granted.

It is a great thing for him to go to Jiaotong University for a person who has never been to school, and he is not afraid that the other party will not donate his things.

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

Professor Chen suddenly woke up, and found that there is actually a better way, which will not embarrass them, and can get in touch with Mo Changsheng at any time, and can become the other party's teacher in one fell swoop.

Zhang Tianchen didn't know about Mo Changsheng's origin, so Professor Chen hurriedly explained it to him, and he suddenly became enlightened, looking at Mo Changsheng expectantly and saying:

"You haven't been to school? It doesn't matter. I can specially recruit you as my graduate student. I don't know what you like?"

"No way, just be Dean Zhang's graduate student?"

Countless students looked at Mo Changsheng enviously, the fire of jealousy burning in their eyes.

"Sorry, please move, you are blocking the way!"

Mo Changsheng casually put away the "Luoshen Lingbo Picture" and the copybook, and then handed it to Wen Qingyan, holding her catkin with his right hand, pushing away Zhang Tianchen who was standing in front of him with his left hand, and prepared to leave on his own .

He completely ignored the other party's invitation, and the precious opportunity that others could only dream of was like a shoestring to him.

"Is this kid crazy?"

"Does he not understand what it means to be a graduate student of Dean Zhang? Then he has the opportunity to become a registered painter of the Huaxia Artists Association!"

"Not only that, Dean Zhang is a specially-appointed professor of many art academies, and has students all over the world, so they are all contacts!"

Zhang Tianchen didn't need to say much, the other teachers had already talked about the benefits of being his student, so he confidently waited for Mo Changsheng to change his mind.

"Yang Rang, it's blocking the way!" Mo Changsheng frowned impatiently.

The audience was silent, and glasses shattered all over the place.

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

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

Mo Changsheng looked unhappily at Zhang Tianchen and Professor Chen standing in front of him, and said lightly:
"I'm not interested in becoming your student at all, and I don't plan to take on apprentices, so please get out of the way!"

Everyone was dumbfounded and speechless.

Ever since Mo Changsheng finished painting, Ren Jingyu, who had been trying to be a transparent person, jumped out again, stopped Mo Changsheng, and pointed at his nose angrily:

"Stinky boy, don't think that being able to draw a few pictures and writing a few words is nothing special. It's your luck that Dean Zhang is willing to recruit you. Don't be ignorant! If you are sensible, please dedicate your copybooks and paintings to me. Come out and kowtow to the dean and teacher to admit your mistake, otherwise, we students will not agree!"

"Students, do you think so?"

"Yes, admit your mistake!"

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

Instigated by Ren Jingyu, the students present gradually became excited and clamored.

"roll!"

Mo Changsheng stared at Ren Jingyu indifferently, and said lightly.

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

Mo Changsheng laughed lightly, and said gently:

"I said, get out!
Did you hear me?If you didn't hear it, I'll say it again. "

"You-this-trash-trash, give-me-get-out!"

(End of this chapter)