"Professor Chen?" Fang Yang thought of the pedantic old man at the Central Conservatory of Music, and couldn't help but recall Zheng Xie's poem "New Bamboo" from the Qing Dynasty: New bamboo grows taller than old branches, entirely relying on the support of the old trunk. Next year, when new shoots emerge again, ten-foot-tall dragon grandchildren will circle the phoenix pond.

Fang Yang learned about Zheng Xie's "New Bamboo" by chance when he saw the painting. Several new bamboos stood around the bamboo, and the poem "New Bamboo" was in the upper right corner. At that time, Fang Yang lamented his bad luck and that he had not met anyone willing to help him. Therefore, he remembered the painting very well.

Coming to his senses, Fang Yang said to Yang Huajin, "How about I paint a picture to thank Professor Chen for his guidance?"

Yang Huajin: "???"

Ignoring Yang Huajin's questions, Fang Yang walked to his desk, took out his writing implements, ground the ink until it was of the right consistency, then spread out the Xuan paper and painted Zheng Banqiao's timeless masterpiece, "New Bamboo." In the upper right corner, he wrote "New Bamboo: New bamboo grows taller than old branches, entirely supported by the old trunk. Next year, when new shoots emerge, ten-foot-tall dragon shoots will circle the phoenix pond." He then wrote "Respectfully inscribed: Fang Yang, teacher of Chen Tao." He stamped the large seal he had specially carved for the painting and finished.

Yang Huajin, standing to the side, stared in disbelief. "Xiao Yang, is that all?"

Fang Yang laughed and said, "Otherwise what?" Although Fang Yang's skill level was only eight-tenths that of Zheng Banqiao, there was no Zheng Banqiao in this world. As the bamboo of the Four Gentlemen of Plum Blossom, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum, Fang Yang's painting skills could surpass those of China's five thousand years of history!

Take photos with a dedicated camera, upload them, and tag Professor Chen on the company's blog with the link. That's it.

Yang Huajin: "Why don't you upload your paintings to your blog?"

Fang Yang laughed and said, "Why upload paintings to a blog? To increase traffic for others?"

Yang Huajin felt as if he had been struck by a ten-thousand-ton weight. "Is this even possible?"