Chapter 34: Can’t Always Rely on Senior

"Sister, what's wrong..."

Fu Zichen looked at Fu Ling'er's strange face and couldn't help asking.

"Nothing."

On the other side.

Yu Ying'er sent Fu Chuan's work to the WeChat group where they took the group photo, and received unanimous praise from everyone.

By the way, she sent it to her second uncle.

"Second uncle, I paid someone to draw a comic version of the group photo. As a professor of the Xingman Painting Department, can you give some comments?"

After sending the message, Yu Ying'er continued to do the questions, and rubbed her chest.

Yesterday, Shen Shutang rushed to her house and tied her to the bed directly, and washed her face like crazy... Yu Ying'er's chest still hurts now, and she feels uncomfortable!

Hao Ze is drinking black coffee and chasing comics.

As an old artist at the national master level, Hao Ze's style tends to be traditional painting, but he does not reject the comics of the island country. On the contrary, he likes to follow their style and plot. Naruto focuses on lines, Bleach focuses on fashion and simplicity, and One Piece focuses on information... In Hao Ze's eyes, the author's creativity and painting skills are dominant and cannot be shaken in order to gain world-class popularity and popularity!

Only by learning from each other's strengths and weaknesses can we continue to grow. Hao Ze never rests on his laurels and is complacent with his current achievements. This is also one of the reasons why Hao Ze can become a world-class recognized master!

It was an hour later when Hao Ze found the message sent by Yu Ying'er. He took off his glasses and clicked on the work sent by Yu Ying'er. At the first glance, he couldn't help but enlarge his eyes.

Laymen look at the overall feeling, while experts look at the composition, lines and other knowledgeable words. This work is seamless in the eyes of both laymen and experts. The key is that Hao Ze can feel the strong vitality contained in the painting... This is a mysterious statement, and it can be easily understood to allow the audience to feel the emotions that the creator wants to express in this painting.

After analyzing this work, Hao Ze immediately called Yu Ying'er.

"Second uncle, what's wrong?"

"Ying'er, who painted this work?"

Hao Ze's voice seemed a bit hurried.

"Junior brother from G City No. 1 Middle School, is it a good painting? Second uncle."

Yu Ying'er was still thinking about advertising for Fu Chuan.

"You really picked up a treasure this time! Hurry up and introduce it to second uncle!"

"Ah?"

Yu Ying'er was dumbfounded.

What is this called?

You predicted my prediction?

Fu Chuan finished reviewing his homework and was about to go to bed.

Yu Ying'er sent a message: "Junior, are you asleep?"

"No, senior, what's wrong?"

"My second uncle wants to meet you, is it convenient?"

"Second uncle... Professor Hao Ze?!"

Fu Chuan's heart was beating wildly.

That's Fu Chuan's idol!

This feeling is like a fan being selected by an idol to meet...In an instant, Fu Chuan understood why those star-chasers were so crazy.

Now Fu Chuan's fingers were trembling with excitement, and he couldn't type steadily. He took several deep breaths to calm down.

Through Yu Ying'er's relationship, he agreed to visit Professor Hao Ze's home next Sunday.

Fu Chuan jumped up excitedly on the bed.

To be able to meet the idol so soon...and in private!

Fu Chuan had countless ideas that he wanted to talk to Professor Hao Ze!

By the way, share such a happy thing with Senior Shen first.

Fu Chuan immediately sent a green bubble to Shen Shutang.

Without realizing that all the surprises that Fu Chuan had, the first person he wanted to share was Shen Shutang, not anyone else.

Shen Shutang quickly replied: "Ying'er told me, junior, seize this opportunity, and come to me if you have any trouble."

Fu Chuan: "Okay, senior!"

At this time, Fu Chuan noticed that Shen Shutang forwarded a circle of friends.

The content was the exchange meeting of great authors in H City.

Fu Chuan flipped through it again and found that Shen Shutang's circle of friends was all forwarded author meeting information.

There was no post about Shen Shutang's daily life.

Thinking about Shen Shutang's personality, senior sister would not be the kind of girl who likes to share her life in the circle of friends, which can be regarded as a clear stream in modern society.

Fu Chuan thought about it and still sent a message: "Senior sister, have a good trip/wave"

Ten seconds later, Shen Shutang replied with a selfie.

Shen Shutang sat on the high-speed rail wearing a mask and made a "yeah" gesture to Fu Chuan.

Put down the ponytail, the black hair scattered on the shoulders, the eyebrows were curved, and there was a bit of smile.

It was breathtakingly beautiful.

Fu Chuan could not help but save this photo to the private album in his mobile phone.

Ahem!

Who doesn't like beautiful women?

Time went by in the blink of an eye and it was Saturday.

"Fu Chuan, please answer this question."

"Ah..."

Fu Chuan, who was distracted, was caught by the math teacher with sharp eyes and asked to solve the problem on the blackboard.

"Damn, this is troublesome."

Fang Kaiwei wanted to give Fu Chuan some hints, but the math teacher explained this question as difficult as climbing to the sky, which could be used as the last question of the college entrance examination math to mark the score of top students. He was helpless. Fu Chuan was distracted just now and didn't listen to the teacher carefully. Now it was impossible for him to do it. It happened that the teacher was in his forties and menopause. If he was caught distracted by the teacher on the spot and couldn't solve it, he would probably be scolded.

As expected, the teacher knocked on the table at the podium and said sarcastically: "Students, now is the third year of high school, the most important turning point in your life. Even if you are an art student, you should not slack off in academic subjects. Otherwise, if you miss the university of your dreams by a few points, it will be a lifelong regret!"

The teacher thought that Fu Chuan, who had not attended the class, could not answer this difficult question at all, and unscrupulously used Fu Chuan as a negative example to teach the students present. Who would have thought that Fu Chuan took the chalk, looked at the question for a while, and quickly wrote the solution formula on the blackboard.

"For example, I have observed this student Fu Chuan for a long time. He has been distracted in class and not listening carefully. How can he get good grades like this..."

"Teacher, I have finished answering."

"You stand aside."

The teacher thought that Fu Chuan answered casually, and was about to find fault with Fu Chuan's mistakes, but was dumbfounded when he saw the answer Fu Chuan made.

Concise, seamless, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Right...right."

"Teacher, can I go down?"

"...You go down."

The teacher's eyes suddenly became complicated.

There was a breath that wanted to vent from the chest, but Fu Chuan perfectly blocked the breath, and it was so uncomfortable to hold it in my heart!

When Fu Chuan returned to his seat, Fang Kaiwei lowered his voice and said in admiration: "Fuck! Brother Chuan, you are so good at academic subjects? You can answer this question? I just listened to the teacher's explanation, it was like listening to a book of heaven, I don't understand it at all!"

"I just happened to learn it."

The last time he was in the coffee shop with Shen Shutang, Shen Shutang told Fu Chuan about a similar question.

Fu Chuan remembered that this question was the last question in the math college entrance examination in his previous life. Today, Fu Chuan was saved. Otherwise, he would definitely be punished by the math teacher if he got it wrong.

It was not easy to get through the lunch break. There were no professional classes in the afternoon, and school was dismissed early. Fu Chuan was not happy at all.

I couldn't think of what souvenir to bring to Professor Hao Ze.

Fu Chuan flipped through the chat records of Green Bubble and sighed deeply.

Fu Chuan asked Yu Ying'er, she only told Fu Chuan to take the sample picture of the student union photo he drew to Professor Hao Ze's house, and Yu Ying'er would handle the rest.

Fu Chuan would keep a sample of each work he was satisfied with, which was not a problem. As an adult, it was not good to go to Professor Hao Ze's home empty-handed for the first time.

Fu Chuan couldn't afford the expensive ones, and he couldn't give too cheap ones. He still couldn't figure out Professor Hao Ze's preferences. How could he leave a deep impression on Professor Hao Ze?

Fu Chuan's fingertips stayed on the chat box with Shen Shutang.

Yu Ying'er couldn't get any information from her. Fu Chuan wanted to ask Shen Shutang, but he regretted it as soon as he sent a [Are you there?] and quickly withdrew it. Later, Shen Shutang replied to the message, and Fu Chuan just said that he sent it by mistake.

"I can't always rely on Senior Shen, so I should give another one of my works? But does Professor Hao Ze like it..."

Just when Fu Chuan was struggling.

Ding Dong——

The reminder sound of special concern sounded.