Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

Zheng Zhao didn't know that Zheng Yao had run away from home until after landing.

"My aunt is sitting at home crying every day, and I heard that she has been admitted to the hospital several times." Zheng Xuan leaned on the car and watched her boyfriend Zhao Ming help Zheng Zhao carry the luggage, "When Yaoyao left, she transferred her shares and funds to BNM. It's a leather bag company, it just doesn't want to be found, she worries about it every day, when I arrived in country A, it wasn't as big as Yaoyao, so I lived a good life."

Zhao Ming put the suitcase into the car, turned around and said with a smile, "Didn't you meet me then?"

Zheng Yao rolled her eyes, "Don't exaggerate your role, you are just the Paddington bear I found when I was not familiar with the place of life."

Zhao Ming shrugged and said to Zheng Zhao: "Your sister tramples on my dignity every day. The family also said that I bullied her, and I spoiled her. This means that June has passed, otherwise it must be snowing now."

Before the words landed, snowflakes the size of salt grains were falling from the sky profusely.

"Fuck, it's really snowing." Zhao Ming said.

Zheng Zhao looked up, the gray sky, the wind and snow were swirling, should this be the weather in September?

Zheng Xuan wrapped her coat tightly, picked up her mobile phone to check the time, and reminded the two men: "The school office will be off work at 04:30 in the afternoon. It will take nearly an hour from Boston Airport to Rhode Island. Don't look up at the snow. Now With so much pollution, if snowflakes float into your mouth, you might have to go to the hospital.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ming opened the car door for Zheng Xuan, "Obey, my beautiful lady."

The journey from the airport to the school took about four to ten minutes. Zheng Zhao said goodbye to her sister and "brother-in-law", got off the car with her luggage and went to the International Student Service Department.After briefly confirming his identity, he took the door card and key to the dormitory.Rhode Island School of Design requires all freshmen and sophomores to live on campus unless they are 10 or older.

The Green Villa was built in the [-]th century, and the college converted it into a student dormitory five years ago. There are ten single rooms in total, and you can live here by choosing the one with the highest tuition fee.Zheng Zhao has never been a person who can endure hardships, and he doesn't want to deliberately seek hardships, so he chose this place without doing what he thought.

The windows of the villa are open, and piano music floats from the inside onto the lawn.Zheng Zhao stood outside until the end of the song, and then opened the door and entered the villa.A girl with short red hair in front of the piano looked back at him and said, "I thought you would come in directly."

Zheng Zhao put down the suitcase, "During World War II, when the German army bombarded Warsaw, Radio Polsky was playing this song until the radio tower was blown down. I am in no hurry for the blitzkrieg."

The girl held out her hand to him and said, "Sasha Valasevic, from Poland."

With someone leading the way, Zheng Zhao's check-in was much smoother, at least he didn't have to go back and find where his room was.

RISD is a weird place with all the weirdos from high school, which means that if you're a normal person, you're going to feel weird now.Sasha is an intersex person, and her self-identified gender is female, but she usually dresses up as a man and likes girls.

"Gender is a very strange definition. For example, genetic sex is not equal to biological sex, and the human body may be born with multiple chromosomes, some cells are XY, and some cells are XX." Sasha said while eating barbecue, "Recognized women's skiing The champion, the chromosome that was tested was male, so her result was cancelled, it's just ridiculous."

Zheng Zhao put down his knife and fork, "So now most sports events have canceled gender identification, and the problems left over from history can only be resolved by time."

"Multiple gender should be taught from children." Sasha stuffed the last piece of barbecue into his mouth, "I'm full too, see you tomorrow morning."

Regardless of the intended major, freshmen must take a year of basic courses.There are more than 20 people in the classroom, of various ethnicities, mostly whites, no blacks.Last night, someone pulled Zheng Zhao into the student group of country C. The number of people in the group plus him was four, a record high.

The teacher is an obvious hippie. He sat at the front table and looked at the freshmen, smiled, and asked, "If you knew that your future works would be destroyed and destroyed forever, what would you choose to do?"

Cézanne chose not to create anymore, while Braque chose to create desperately.

Zheng Zhao chose, "Let the college refund the tuition fee." He explained the reasons truthfully on the paper, for example, art may not eat, but he wants to eat, and he needs rich clothes and good food.

The teacher accepted everyone's answers and commented while reading, saying that the comments were more like telling the history of art genres.While talking, he paused, looked down at the name, and walked in front of Zheng Zhao, "Since the [-]th century, there has been a saying that an artist is an alchemist, and discarded industrial materials can often be recovered The hands of the artist turned into gold. Picasso was a genius in the transformation of materials and forms. He turned the faucet into the head of a crane, and used the gas stove as the torso of Venus. The creativity shown in this is admirable. But Picasso Those who use these methods to resist is consumerism, to prevent their own art from degenerating into commodity value.”

As soon as the teacher's words came out, the rest of the students in the class looked at Zheng Zhao, staring with bated breath, their hearts beating like drums, as if they felt the atmosphere of tension.Art has always despised money, and artists should be noble, at least on the surface.He blatantly wrote that he wanted to make a lot of money. Those who didn’t know thought he was in a business school. Now even the business school doesn’t teach how to make money. Only hip-hop singers write tickets all day long.

Zheng Zhao was slightly stunned, he looked up at the teacher, and truthfully stated his doubts: "If the creation of art deliberately hinders the consumption of works, is this kind of art creation still pure?"

The teacher looked at Zheng Zhao. In his impression, even in art colleges, Asian students rarely asked questions, and this Asian student looked too small.He couldn't help softening his voice, and said encouragingly: "Isn't the act of resisting consumerism an art?" After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Zheng Zhao to answer, and looked at everyone, "Everything you write on paper, Everything I said in this lesson ultimately points to the most essential question, what is art?"

After a class, Sasha sat next to him and said with some fear, "We all thought that you and the teacher would quarrel over whether learning art is for making money."

Zheng Zhao looked at Sasha and understood her thoughts in an instant. What she wanted to learn was practical. Listening to history and theory was interesting, but she had more urgent needs.Everyone who comes to Rhode Island School of Design has an artistic pursuit, but except for the very few who have a good family and can live comfortably for a lifetime, everyone wants to make money to support themselves.

He smiled and said: "The teacher lectures, I ask questions, that's all."

Class time is always short. Zheng Zhao went back to his room after eating in the cafeteria at night. When he finished half of the book "150 Years of Modern Art", there was a sudden knock on the door.Zheng Zhao got up and went to open the door. Outside the door was Sasha and her roommate David who had met for a few days. He had blond hair and blue eyes, which fit his name.

"A few roommates and I want to form a band to attend the celebration of Brown University next door. I'm a guitarist, but I don't have a bass player. Do you want to come?" David asked.

"I'm the keyboard player." Sasha winked at him. "The lead singer is also our roommate Natalie."

She wants to pursue Natalie... Zheng Zhao said with a smile, "But I don't know how to play bass."

David was a little unbelievable, his blue eyes were full of doubts, "Sasha said that you could tell when she heard that she was playing Polonaise in A Major "Army"."

Zheng Zhao repeated helplessly: "I don't know how to play bass, but you already have keyboard players."

"But it doesn't matter!" David finally figured it out, and he explained enthusiastically, "If you have a sense of music, you can play whatever you want. You can't hear it anyway. It's no big deal if you make a mistake. And our drummer is great. , can control the audience.”

Now that the words have come to this point, Zheng Zhao is too embarrassed to refuse, "Alright then, I'll go buy a bass."

David waved his hand and said, "Where can I buy it for you? I'll buy it for Bess. What color do you want?"

Zheng Zhao asked, "What's the name of the band going to be called?"

David was stunned when he heard the words. He looked at Sasha in embarrassment, spread his hands and said, "We haven't thought of a name yet, and the band just happens to be full. Let's decide together tomorrow."

This is simple to say, but when get out of class was over the next day, they sat on the lawn in front of the villa and named them together, but found that it was simply too difficult to handle.Let a bunch of artists with different ideas do one thing together, it is definitely something that can cause quarrels, the drummer is not there, it is mainly guitarist David and lead singer Natalie who are arguing, and Sasha unconditionally supports the lead singer.

Zheng Zhao lay on the lawn and looked at the thin clouds in the sky, like a layer of cotton wool, soft and light, what would it feel like to lie on it?It should be very comfortable.He closed his eyes, a little drowsy.

"God, what is that!" Sasha exclaimed suddenly.

Zheng Zhao heard this and opened his eyes, only to find that it was dark, and within ten minutes it was completely dark.He looked up at the sky, and saw a flock of birds covering the sky and flying to the south, covering the sky and covering the sky, countless.After nearly half an hour, the genius lit up again.

"Migration? I have never seen such a large-scale migration in Poland. It is so spectacular." Sasha sighed.

"You should go to Africa to see the great migration of animals." David was a little excited when talking about this topic. "At that time, I was sitting in a helicopter, far away from the ground, and I felt that I would be trampled to death by wildebeest at any time."

Zheng Zhao said: "The name of the band might as well be called Birds."

Perhaps because of this scene bonus, the three of them agreed on the name Niaoqun.When the drummer returned from Brown University in the evening, he was told the name of the band.

Rhode Island School of Design and Brown University have a dual degree program. Students need to apply to two schools separately, and only after being admitted by the two schools can they participate in the selection of this program.There is no doubt that the drummer is at the top of both cultural and art students, but he is indeed at the bottom of the dormitory.

"According to the voting principle, the minority is in the majority." Drummer Lipper narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a dangerous atmosphere, "I have no right to choose at all."

Sasha pointed to Zheng Zhao without hesitation and said, "He took it."

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