Chapter 17 Department Transfer Application



As soon as Tao Xuesen arrived, he saw an application for transfer to another department on the podium, and the flames of anger instantly ignited under his heavy reading glasses.

"Who brought it up here?"

"It's me..." Shen Suyun felt a little regretful at this moment. It seemed not worth it for her to be scolded for no reason.

Tao Xuesen narrowed his eyes, and the moment he bumped into Shen Suyun, he suppressed his anger: "You? Classmate Suyun, you have been learning calligraphy since childhood, and your foundation is very solid. As long as you continue to practice, you will achieve success within ten years. Why do you want to change departments?"

Professor Tao's words, "achievements in just ten years," are the best compliments and recognition.

You know, some people may not achieve success in calligraphy in their entire life.

The classmates all cast envious glances at Shen Suyun.

Shen Suyun also enjoyed this feeling. She thought she would be scolded, but she didn't expect that Professor Tao not only didn't scold her, but also encouraged her. She felt so elated!

"Professor Tao, I have been practicing calligraphy with my grandmother since I was three years old. I have loved calligraphy all my life and will never change my major!" Shen Suyun's eyes were red.

Tao Xuesen was also moved and nodded: "Mrs. Shen's calligraphy is excellent. The ability to appreciate beauty cannot be bought with money. Mrs. Shen has taught you this very well."

After saying that, Tao Xuesen was stunned for a moment and pointed at the transfer application: "Then...what do you mean?"

Shen Suyun choked up a bit and said, "It's Ruoxi who wants to transfer to another department. We all think it's a pity. We also hope that the teacher can persuade Ruoxi that the calligraphy major also has a future."

After saying this, he wiped away his non-existent tears with his sleeves, looking very sincere.

Shen Suyun’s few words instantly ignited Tao Xuesen’s anger.

The employment prospects of calligraphy majors have indeed not been very good in recent years, resulting in fewer and fewer students being admitted.

The principal approached him several times to try to cut the budget for the calligraphy major, and it was he who argued for it and managed to preserve the existing resources.

In Tao Xuesen's opinion, these people are short-sighted!

"Qiao Ruoxi, how can a student like you who skips classes all the time and doesn't hand in homework on time understand the value of calligraphy? I'm telling you, as long as your handwriting is good, there will be people willing to pay a high price for it. But with your attitude, no matter which department you transfer to, you won't make any money in the future!"

Tao Xuesen opened Qiao Ruoxi's transfer application and took a look. He sneered, "You want to transfer to the acting department? You're dreaming of becoming a star. Qiao Ruoxi, let me tell you, you can't become a star just by having a face!"

After Tao Xuesen's verbal bombardment and denial, most students would have been unable to bear it and burst into tears.

Everyone thought that Qiao Ruoxi would do the same and was about to laugh at her, but when they saw Qiao Ruoxi's expression, they slowly stood up.

"The school has regulations that anyone who passes the major transfer assessment is eligible to transfer. I passed the assessment last semester, so I am eligible to transfer. Please help convey my wish to the school leaders."

Beijing University of the Arts does have such a rule. In order to discover the potential of students, a transfer assessment is set up before the senior year. The difficulty is extremely high. As long as the assessment is successful, you are eligible to apply for transfer.

The original owner had already planned to change his major and passed the acting department assessment last semester. These were all what Qiao Ruoxi saw in that dream.

Qiao Ruoxi's words were well-reasoned and Tao Xuesen was unable to refute them for a moment, otherwise he would be the one violating the school rules!

Tao Xuesen took several deep breaths, and the flesh on his cheeks trembled.

"Okay, Ruoxi, since you brought up the school rules, then we'll stick to them. I'll submit this application to the department leadership for you. However, until you transfer, you'll remain a student in the calligraphy department and must complete all of the calligraphy department's assignments. I'll also strictly enforce your attendance. If you're absent or late five times, you'll be kicked out of our school!"

All the students were shocked. Although this was the school rule, most teachers did not strictly enforce attendance, or in order to ensure students graduated smoothly, most of them turned a blind eye.

It seems that Professor Tao is really angry!

Shen Suyun also heard it and was secretly delighted. She didn't expect everything to go so smoothly, even beyond her expectations.

Qiao Ruoxi has skipped classes four times. If she skips class or is late one more time, she will be expelled from school and will never have the chance to come back.

Qiao Ruoxi must violate this school rule!

In the cursive script copying class, Professor Tao took Wang Xizhi's "Seventeen Posts" as an example and explained it from three aspects: brushwork, deconstruction and composition.

Halfway through the class, someone hurried to find Tao Xuesen. Tao Xuesen looked surprised, then nodded in understanding. He returned to the classroom and asked everyone to start copying the calligraphy, supervised by the class monitor, and then went back to the office.

When everyone heard this, they immediately looked worried.

What they feared most was Professor Tao’s class assignments. They could not leave get out of class until they finished copying them. If they did it carelessly, they would be called to his office for a long talk.

No one wants to experience this kind of "long heart-to-heart talk", so they all start to practice hard. If they can't copy it well the first time, they will copy it a second time.

Qiao Ruoxi opened the post and was slightly surprised.

She couldn't recognize all the characters she usually saw, but she recognized all the characters here!

Coincidentally, her master's favorite calligraphy was Wang Xizhi's. She has been copying Wang Xizhi's "Seventeen Posts" since she was a child, and she can even memorize it with her eyes closed.

While everyone was scratching their heads, Qiao Ruoxi had already taken off like a dragon.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the characters that Qiao Ruoxi had copied had dried. After tidying them up and placing them on the podium, she walked out of the classroom.

Everyone was stunned.

"Has Qiao Ruoxi given up? She's so perfunctory in Professor Tao's class. Isn't she really afraid of being expelled?"

"How can she possibly write anything decent if she skips classes and doesn't hand in her homework? She must be thinking that instead of working hard for nothing and getting scolded sooner or later, she might as well hand it in early and go eat."

"I didn't have breakfast. I'm so hungry and want to eat..."

Class monitor Lin Ke sneered, "Don't imitate her. With her attitude towards studying, she'll be expelled from school sooner or later. Just wait, Professor Tao will call her into his office this afternoon for a talk."

Everyone nodded and continued to practice hard.

According to the original owner's memory, Qiao Ruoxi went to the cafeteria to eat, and attracted many people's attention as soon as she entered the cafeteria.

A male classmate, with a red face, followed Qiao Ruoxi quietly with his friends.

Qiao Ruoxi had just finished her meal and sat down when her cell phone rang, so she pressed the answer button.

"Classmate, is there anyone next to you? Can we sit next to you?" At the instigation of his classmates, the male classmate asked Qiao Ruoxi with a red face.

Qiao Ruoxi's eyes were cold: "Aren't there a lot of empty seats over there?"

The male student glanced at the large empty seat behind him, said "sorry", and hurried away.

Only then did Qiao Ruoxi put the phone to her ear again.

Pei Yaozhou's cold voice came from my ears: "Who are you talking to?"

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