The waistcoat has fallen off all the way, and behind the beautiful face is the trumpet

There was no class the next morning, so Ye Sheng got up at seven o'clock as usual, washed up, had breakfast, and then read in the dormitory.

Since she had to take care of the world while studying, she read economic and management books.

While watching, Han Yizi sat up from the bed and shouted: "Yi Zi, you are angry again."

Wei Lai and Xu Duoduo sat up, Xu Duoduo rubbed his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"Look at Tieba. The photos of Ye Zi from yesterday's closing ceremony have been uploaded to Tieba. The beauty of the department has become the beauty of the school."

Ye Sheng opened the Tieba forum and saw a post titled 'The most beautiful moment of military training'.

I saw her photo at a glance.

She clicked in. There were many photos inside, and her photos accounted for one-third.

Exit the post and scroll down. Many posts contain photos of her military training.

Xu Duoduo suddenly shouted excitedly: "Not only the post bar, but also our school's official website. There are four large carousel pictures taking up half of it."

Wei Lai clicked in and took a look: "It's true! Ye Zi, you are so popular."

The photographer captured the picture very well. Ye Sheng is good-looking, waving the flag with a determined look on her face. The sun shines on Hong Qi and Ye Sheng, giving her a layer of light.

It immediately reminds people of the saying 'Born under the red flag, growing up in the spring breeze'.

Ye Sheng browsed briefly, put down his phone and continued reading calmly.

"Yi Zi, aren't you excited?"

"With exposure for our performance department, it means more opportunities."

Ye Sheng didn't even raise her head: "But in the film and television industry, looks alone are not enough."

The bonus of appearance can be enjoyed for a while, but it cannot last long.

Ye Sheng continued to read the book, and then the phone rang.

After picking up the phone, Ye Sheng said politely: "Hello, Professor Li."

"Student Ye Sheng, are you finished with the military training? I looked at your class schedule and there should be no classes in the morning. Do you want to come to my office?"

Ye Sheng didn't expect Professor Li to even know her class schedule.

"Okay, I'll pack up and head over."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Sheng took her bag and packed her things.

"Ye Zi, where are you going?" Wei Lai asked.

"I'm going out for a while. You guys should get up and wash up quickly. Breakfast is almost cold."

"Wow, Ye Zi, you are so nice, you smell like mother." Xu Duoduo stretched out her head with an moved expression.

Ye Sheng smiled and cursed: "Get lost." He carried a bag and left the dormitory.

When she arrived at Professor Li's office, she knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Ye Sheng pushed the door open and was surprised.

Professor Li's office is different from other offices. It is simply a small studio. There are roughly hundreds of large and small paintings.

If you look closely, except for some anime characters, most of them are Chinese paintings.

It seems that he really likes Chinese painting.

Professor Li was painting in the studio, and there was a man in his fifties standing next to him watching him paint.

Professor Li saw her coming in and looked up at her.

"Classmate Ye Sheng is here?"

Ye Sheng nodded and stepped forward: "Hello, Professor Li."

Professor Li pointed at her and looked at the old man next to her: "Old Zhou, this is the genius I told you about, classmate Ye Sheng."

Ye Sheng said modestly: "Professor Li won the award, how can I be a genius?"

"Student Ye Sheng is humble." Professor Li pointed to the person next to him and introduced: "This is my old friend, you may have heard about it, Zhou Hui."

Ye Sheng said in surprise: "Chairman of the Chinese Painting Association?"

Professor Li nodded.

Zhou Hui said modestly: "What kind of chairman of the Painting Association? It's just a false name. Just call me Mr. Zhou."

"Hello, Mr. Zhou."

Professor Li waved to Ye Sheng: "Classmate Ye, come here."

Ye Sheng walked closer and looked at the painting made by Professor Li on the table.

"I've been painting for more than half a month, but I just can't find a poem to match it. How about you help me compose one?" After saying that, he handed the brush to Ye Sheng.

On the scroll, the sky is filled with yellow sand, and a bright red flag stands out.

Ye Sheng thought for a while and took the pen.

"Professor Li, if I destroy your painting, don't blame me."

"No, ask boldly!"

Only then did Ye Sheng put pen to paper.

"I have traveled three thousand miles with my body, and my sword has served as a teacher for millions of people. Okay! Wow!" Professor Li cheered repeatedly.

It is obviously a very tragic painting, this poem and its title, it is like seeing a hero's life, and the pattern becomes bigger in an instant.

Zhou Hui also nodded repeatedly: "The little girl has great ambitions, Old Li. I asked you to study more and you still don't believe it. You have been thinking about it for half a month and you didn't even think of a poem to write. The little girl just waved her hand and it was done."

Professor Li refused to admit defeat: "I haven't read enough books?"

"Look at those in your circle of friends. They are either fishing or gardening. They are not nutritious at all."

"Your circle of friends is all filled with chicken soup and is over-nutritional."

Watching the two bickering, he laughed out loud.

Zhou Hui looked at Ye Sheng: "When Lao Li told me that you were a genius, I thought he was exaggerating. Now it seems that he has a good vision. How many years have you been practicing this calligraphy?"

Li Zhi had just focused on the content of the poem. He lowered his head and looked at the poem. The font was elegant and free. It was hard to believe that it was written by a little girl.

"It's been ten years."

She had heard about it since she was a child. After she was eight years old, her grandmother began to hire famous teachers to teach her. It really took ten years.

Zhou Hui said nothing more, just nodded and said: "The future is promising!"

He lowered his head and rolled up the painting on the table: "Lao Li, I have a meeting in the afternoon and I have to leave first. I took this painting with me."

"You are a bandit or a robber. Every time you come to my place, you are either painting or tea. You are also the chairman of the Painting Association, so you should be careful."

Having said that, it didn't stop Zhou Hui.

He is still happy that his work can be appreciated by his friends.

Zhou Hui took the scroll and looked at Ye Sheng: "Goodbye, little girl."

"Goodbye Mr. Zhou."

After Zhou Hui went out, Professor Li stood up and walked to the coffee table and motioned for Ye Sheng to sit down. He personally made a cup of tea for Ye Sheng.

"I didn't bother you during your military training some time ago. You said you wanted to take my classes, but I remember them all. You can also sit in. Don't say you're not free, I have your class schedule."

Ye Sheng smiled and said, "I will definitely go to the professor's class."

Li Zhi nodded: "That's good."

He took out a key and handed it to her: "This is the key to my studio. I only have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I am not in school at other times. If you want to use the studio, you can come by yourself."

"Your 'Yu Sheng' account hasn't been updated for a long time. You can take the time to continue updating it and popularize basic Chinese painting knowledge to your fans. You need this studio."

Ye Sheng did not refuse. Except for the update she had during the summer vacation, it had indeed been a long time since she had updated it.

Ye Sheng thanked him and took the key.

After coming out of Professor Li's studio, I received a call from Aunt Jiang.

"Shengsheng, I formally filed a lawsuit with the court today."

"Okay, Aunt Jiang, protect yourself and don't be careless."

If the Bai family dog ​​jumps over the wall and plans to defeat the enemy, Aunt Jiang will still be in danger.

"Don't worry, I hired two mercenaries to accompany me back home."

"That's good. I'm familiar with the media. I'll help you make appointments with reporters."

There is also skill in choosing reporters. After all, Bai Su is the wife of the He family and has a father who is an official. Ordinary media would not dare to get involved.

The media she found had backgrounds and dared to tell the truth.

After chatting with Aunt Jiang for a while, Ye Sheng hung up the phone.

She went back to her dormitory, turned on her computer and started sending messages to the media.

Although the messages are anonymous, the content inside is enough to attract the attention of major media.

A war without gunpowder began.