Ma Donglai slapped Zhao Liang on the back of the head. "What are you muttering about, you brat? Hurry up and lead the way, are you trying to starve me to death?!"

Fang Yang smiled and hurriedly led everyone towards the private room. They were all big shots, and no one could afford to offend them. The important thing was to treat them well with good wine and food.

Professor Chen followed Fang Yang into the private room with a smile. "Xiao Yang, I really want to thank you for your painting last time. I really liked that painting!"

Fang Yang laughed and said, "I'm glad Professor Chen likes it. I'm just afraid that I'm just an unknown person and might offend Professor Chen's eyes."

Professor Chen tapped Fang Yang with his finger, "You kid, don't be so Versailles-like. You are the most outstanding bamboo painter in thousands of years. You should know how to cherish it. Now one of your paintings is being sold for more than 500,000 yuan. You are unmatched among the younger generation of painters. Don't underestimate yourself."

Ma Donglai, who was already seated at the head of the table, smiled and said, "Xiao Yang, have you finished your business? Go to the school classroom to teach tomorrow. It's not easy for you to come all this way, so it's just a side trip!"

Fang Yang hurriedly smiled and said, "The day after tomorrow, old principal. I have to go to Jinghua Film and Television to take care of some things tomorrow, and I need to think about how to explain it. Going to the school the day after tomorrow is just right. Is that alright with you?"

Ma Donglai looked at Wang Jin and said, "Sure, we'll make it work out of your schedule. You can arrange this, Wang Jin. You can also communicate with the student union. Fang Yang's lecture will be held in the auditorium at 10 a.m. the day after tomorrow. Anyone who wants to attend can come. The whole school is allowed to go."

Fang Yang asked, puzzled, "There's no need for such a big commotion. It would be enough for the instrumental music students to just sit in."

Wang Jin laughed and said, "You don't need to worry about these things. Just focus on preparing for the lecture, and I'll take care of the rest."

Fang Yang shook his head and smiled, giving up the idea.