How much could Kang Shumao hate Zhang Hongcheng during his last days in Northeast China?
Just look at these seven beggar-like men in front of you and you will know.
“We are art students!”
The leading beggar straightened his hair which had become stiff strips, and seriously introduced the origins of himself and his group to Chen Beilei.
"Here's our letter of introduction."
"The Education Department of the Department of Reclamation recommended that we come to the farm to study art with Professor Xie."
"Yes," the Beggars' Gang members behind him echoed, "We are the students assigned to Professor Xie, and we are preparing to apply to the highest art academy!"
At the entrance of Hongqi Wetland Farm, a somewhat sad scene is taking place.
Before leaving, Kang Shumao not only left a bet with Zhang Hongcheng, but also set a trap for Zhang Hongcheng in order to lower the admission rate of night school.
He arranged seven educated youth who were fascinated by the art of painting to attend Zhang Hongcheng's night school.
Of course, although they are very talented in art, their cultural achievements are naturally hard to describe...
Moreover, the reason why this group of people arrived at the farm at this time was because Kang Shumao had privately approved them to hike all the way here to "collect folk songs".
"Director Kang's secretary said that we should avoid worldly matters while collecting folk songs along the way. This is what Professor Xie meant..."
Mr. Xie Yuhong is a leading figure in the Chinese painting world and vice president of the Supreme Academy of Fine Arts. Before coming to the farm, he had already lost most of his health.
He pointed at the seven smug beggars and almost jumped up and cursed.
"I may be an old man with a weird temper, but I definitely won't accept a fool~!!!"
At this juncture, adding seven art students whose academic performance was certain to fail to pass the night school made Mr. Xie feel that his IQ and personality had suffered the greatest insult.
The lawsuit was soon brought to the Education Department of the Department of Land Reclamation.
The newly appointed boss was also shocked by Kang Shumao's shamelessness.
The news even reached the Harbin Education Bureau next door.
Director Yao then discovered that the man surnamed Kang was using him as a gun...
If the night school over there really accepted these seven art students, then it would be pointless, and he couldn't afford to lose face.
But there was one thing no one expected.
These seven art students were surprisingly stubborn and refused to leave even after the Education Department issued a new notice.
They even slept on the floor in front of Professor Xie's door, saying that they had to rely on sincerity to impress the old man.
That night, God helped them - the first snow of winter came.
All seven of them were successfully admitted to the farm infirmary.
"Speaking of which, these seven fools do have some artistic talent," Mr. Xie's words to Zhang Hongcheng became vague after a few days, "but their academic performance is really too poor!"
It is obvious that the "gift" given by Kang Shumao is not only poisonous but also very "sweet". These people must have been carefully selected by him.
After only a few days of getting along, Mr. Xie began to love and cherish talented people.
Mr. Xie had already obtained the documents to resume his work, but judging from his expression, he now seemed to want to stay and guide these seven "beggar" students.
It seems that these people are really talented!
"Don't worry about it," Zhang Hongcheng cheerfully reassured Mr. Xie, "As long as they have decent character and can write, I'll take care of improving their academic performance. The academic performance requirements for art students aren't too high anyway."
When he heard that Zhang Hongcheng was going to accept these seven hammers, if the road had not been blocked by heavy snow, Director Han almost came over himself to punish him by military law.
The old man scolded Zhang Hongcheng on the phone for two whole hours until the phone line was [broken] probably because of the heavy snow...
Chu Miaohong gently took the surgical scissors back from the telephone line, and while disinfecting the scissors again, she curled her lips in disdain.
I've been scolding you for two hours. Don't let me get you, you old bastard, next time!
Zhang Hongcheng dropped the microphone with a sense of relief, and there was no trace of frustration on his face due to being scolded.
Instead, he hummed a tune.
What's wrong with being scolded?
As long as he gets what he wants, it's fine.
Zhang Hongcheng blocked the arrangements of the Agricultural Reclamation Education Department and the advice of the Harbin Education Bureau with the words "education for all".
It was also with this statement of MAX teacher ethics that he won the favor of the education and cultural circles across the province.
So when Zhang Hongcheng pointed out that Professor Xie lacked Chinese painting art teaching materials, all parties provided support and assistance to the best of their ability.
As the atmosphere in the capital continues to relax, many things are now within the scope of tacit acceptance.
For example, Zhang Hongcheng wanted to help Professor Xie and this group of Beggar Gang disciples find some old calligraphy and paintings from the warehouses of various farms and units to use as painting teaching materials and art templates. This suggestion was vaguely approved with the intentional relaxation of all parties.
After his wife cut the telephone line, Zhang Hongcheng immediately struck while the iron was hot.
"This is the broadcast station for the Hongqi Farm Night School. Today, our night school welcomes the last batch of educated youth..."
"These art students suffered a lot along the way... and finally impressed Professor Xie..."
"With approval from..., and commissioned by the night school art class, this station is now soliciting old-style calligraphy and paintings from all units and individuals in the area for use in traditional Chinese painting instruction. Donations or exchanges are welcome..."
"...We still have about twenty or so sets of Gaokao review materials compiled by five professors from our school. We'll exchange them while they last... A one-to-one exchange."
Chu Miaohong pinched the soft flesh on Zhang Hongcheng's waist, feeling both amused and helpless.
So hateful!
She didn't expect that her lover had also taken the seven beggars into account.
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