The country is unparalleled, I have achieved hundreds of millions

"It's easy," Yun Yong'an smiled heartily, "I'm right outside Dean Gu's office, I just need a copy of my singing video at the Newcomers' Party from him. Go to sleep now, and you'll all turn into little pandas." gone."

"OK!"

Jiang Xiaoai nodded obediently, put down the phone and covered the quilt, and fell asleep peacefully.

Yun Yong'an went back to Dean Gu's office and explained his request.

Dean Gu did not directly agree, but suddenly changed the subject: "The person who called just now is Jiang Xiaoai, right? I remember that you are an art student, and you have not experienced professional song training. Writing and singing depends entirely on your talent."

"Yes and no," Yun Yongan stroked the stubble that just appeared, "I still took music classes before, but not as many as fine arts, and, Dean Gu, I am an art student, also known as art history On art appreciation. It is very different from painters in the traditional sense.”

Dean Gu stroked his gray beard, "So, you are really a genius, have you considered becoming my graduate student? With your level, there is no problem in directly studying for a PhD."

"It's not impossible," Yun Yongan smiled and put forward his own request, "It's just that, Dean Gu, can you accept a graduate student who cuts classes every day and often fails courses?"

"Besides, I yearn for freedom more, and I often run around. If you have something to ask me, I may not be free."

Dean Gu laughed when he heard the words: "Hahahahaha, there is no problem at all with these trivial matters. How can a genius be restricted by the world? If you want freedom, I will give you freedom. I just hope that you will not lose your original intention like me. Just fall halfway."

"President Gu, don't worry, my original intention is very firm, and I will never get lost!"

After the two discussed the specific operation in detail, Yun Yongan took his leave and left.

This time Yun Yong'an wanted to become Dean Gu's graduate student, and the system task was not triggered, but Yun Yong'an still readily agreed.

The system is just a tool, and he is not a puppet of the system, he has to live according to the guidance of the system's tasks.

Graduate school is in Yun Yong'an's plan, Dean Gu and him can be regarded as acquaintances, it is better to be with him than with a strange teacher.

Moreover, Dean Gu is the dean of the School of Art of Imperial University, as his graduate student, his status is much higher than that of other professors' students.

After watching Yun Yongan leave, Dean Gu called the teachers in charge of managing the college's website and Weibo, and directed them to post the full record of Yun Yongan's performance at the freshman party.

At the same time, there is another sentence.

Official Weibo of Imperial University: Regarding the recent slander by Li Qing and the company behind him on Yun Yongan, a student of our school, we severely condemn it.

The truth cannot be concealed. The use of editing techniques to frame and frame, and the use of water troops to trigger public opinion attacks must pay a price.

If Yun Yongan wants to sue, the school can provide free legal aid.

Finally, I would like to say something in my personal capacity.

Everyone has different voice conditions, and there is a big difference in the expressiveness of the songs. Songs that express the delicate emotions of girls are sung with a bass, and songs that express heroic battlefields are sung with a soprano.

——Gu Liangdan, Dean of the School of Art, Imperial University.

The full name of Imperial Capital University is the Royal Academy of Imperial Capital. It is the highest institution of learning in the Daxian Empire. Countless children of nobles and talented talents study and grow here.

Today, he actually stood up and spoke for an ordinary freshman, and Yun Yongan's singing video at the newcomers' party before the party, rushed into the trending searches together.

Regarding this incident, there was a heated discussion on the Internet. In reality, Yun Yongan, who was drawing pictorials with Su Jiaoyue in the painting club, was naturally not immune.

I had to stop painting to deal with the kind concerns of other students.

One group just left, another group came again, Yun Yongan was very troubled, Su Jiaoyue was understanding, covering her head and pretending to be unwell, Yun Yongan finally got rid of the enthusiastic classmates by sending her to the hospital.

Sitting in the car with the windows up, Yun Yongan rested his forehead with one hand, "Hoohoo! This is too enthusiastic, I was fucked by someone, it wasn't them who were fucked by someone, everyone is not familiar at all, so come here and do it!" What!"

"Haha!" Su Jiaoyue covered her mouth and snickered, "Yi'an, you have to get used to Ao early. As a singer, being surrounded by crowds is a daily routine. When you become more famous, you will be photographed by many paparazzi."

Hearing this, Yun Yongan was stunned. He closed his eyes, recalled past and present life, all kinds of gossip about entertainment stars and singers, and immediately made a decision: "Jiaoyue, I will not be a singer anymore!"

"Okay, Yi An, let's paint together, people rarely care about the painter's daily life."

"Okay, but," Yun Yong'an finally found out that Su Jiaoyue's address for herself had changed, "Why did you start calling me by my name? I'm so used to it."

"Because we are already a couple. Shouldn't lovers use more intimate terms?"

"But, I'm so uncomfortable!" Yun Yong'an scratched his head, "The friends around me usually call me Yong'an, and rarely call me by my name."

"That's it, then, I'll call you An in the future, whether it's Yong'an or Yi'an, there is the word "An" in it."

"Alright, let's leave it at that. We can't stay in school today. Let's go to your house and finish this pictorial quickly."

"Uh-huh."

Lingzhu acted as a guest driver, drove Yun Yongan and the others back to the villa, and came to the studio on the second floor, where all kinds of paints and painting utensils were available.

Part of the painting Su Jiaoyue has been completed, a simple but clean thatched house with moss on the outside, scrolls and a long piano inside.

With the blessing of master-level painting skills, Yun Yong'an easily understood this half of the ink painting, took the thick ink-soaked Langhao brush from Su Jiaoyue's hand, and drew his own painting appearance in the center of the scroll.

Su Jiaoyue stood aside, rolling up her sleeves and grinding them, her eyes were full of affection.

So far, the painting was perfect, but Yun Yongan did not stop writing, but wrote a poem next to the scroll.

Of course, this poem was not written by him, but was exchanged for reputation in the system store.

""Humble Room Inscription" If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals; if the water is not deep, there will be dragons..."

Su Jiaoyue read the poem carefully, her eyes lit up: "An, did you write this yourself? It's great! I'm asking my father for a mountain. Let's build a thatched cottage and live in seclusion."

"Forget about living in seclusion." Yun Yong'an was reluctant to part with the feasting and feasting of modern life, and resolutely rejected Su Jiaoyue's request, "I'm running away now, isn't it because I'm guilty of being a thief and giving those guys a reason to attack me?"

"That's true. However, Ann, your reputation is getting bigger and bigger. If you want to quit the entertainment industry, you have to do it as soon as possible!"