The beautiful military wife did not accompany the army, and the cold-faced officer panicked

"You think this painting is great, too?"

A strange voice came from behind his ear. Liu Yang turned around reflexively and saw Zhuo Wenhua, a professor of fine arts who looked very talented. He was in his forties and had held many exhibitions abroad. His paintings were hard to come by. Professor Zhuo Wenhua had artistic curly hair, which was very different from the male teachers at Huajiang University.

"Professor Zhuo." Liu Yang called politely.

Zhuo Wenhua said proudly: "I heard that this painting was copied by a little girl who has no painting experience. She is really a genius. You are also very good to be able to appreciate its beauty."

She is not a genius. After all, Liu Yang has been learning to paint since she was a child and studied a related major in college. She has never given up painting. It's just that there is currently no reasonable way for her to show her painting skills.

Liu Yang said somewhat embarrassedly: "I just think this painting looks familiar."

"Have you seen this painting?" Zhuo Wenhua just asked, and Qian Zhe, who came from behind them, answered his question first, "Professor Zhuo, the artist of this painting is the person in front of you."

Zhuo Wenhua stared at Liu Yang in amazement, and after a few seconds he turned back to ask Qian Zhe for confirmation, "You said this painting was painted by this little girl?"

"It's her." Qian Zhe nodded affirmatively, with a hint of pride in his tone.

Zhuo Wenhua said nothing, but looked Liu Yang up and down, "Are you sure you haven't studied art before?"

Liu Yang knew that lying was not a good idea, but in her current situation, she had no choice but to lie. The original owner had never been exposed to art studies, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "I really haven't studied it."

"If you are not lying, then you are a rare good seedling." Zhuo Wenhua obviously still had doubts about Liu Yang. If Qian Zhe had not come forward to prove that Liu Yang had indeed not learned it, he would not have believed it easily.

But now that he believed it, he immediately began to lobby Liu Yang to take the entrance exam for his art department next year. He guaranteed that if Liu Yang became his disciple, he would be able to hold at least three solo exhibitions before graduation.

Although Liu Yang has learned to paint since she was a child, she does not want to work in the painting industry. She prefers her current life to staying in the studio for a long time.

Fortunately, the class time was almost up, so Liu Yang found an excuse and slipped away.

Qian Zhe was also going to see Professor Kong, so the two of them went to the classroom together.

"Mr. Qian, why are my paintings at the exhibition?" Liu Yang asked curiously.

"My mother said that your painting is very good, and asked me to show it to Professor Zhuo. As a result, Professor Zhuo confiscated the painting as soon as he saw it." Qian Zhe turned sideways and looked at Liu Yang. "Actually, Sister Shan is more generous than you think. If you like painting, you can apply for the Fine Arts Department. Sister Shan will not blame you."

Liu Yang didn't reject Zhuo Wenhua just because he had promised Kong Shan to apply to the English department.

Not wanting Qian Zhe to misunderstand, she quickly explained, "I'm not afraid that Teacher Kong will be angry. I know that Teacher Kong is kind and will not argue with me. It's just that I didn't think about taking the college entrance examination at the beginning. Later, I decided to apply to Huajiang University. I didn't think about what I really wanted to study. I plan to think about it seriously. There is still time. There is no rush."

Qian Zhe raised his lips slightly, seeming to agree with Liu Yang's answer, "Indeed, you have to choose a major that you like. You don't have to love it for the rest of your life, but at least you can put what you learn into practice in your future life and work."

There is still a long way to go, and Liu Yang feels that he should plan well. If he just uses the skills he already has, sooner or later he will run out of ideas. Only by constantly adding new skills can he cope with everything that will happen in the future.

Professor Kong was teaching a large class today, with students from two classes attending together. When Liu Yang and Qian Zhe arrived, the roll call had already begun. Liu Yang found an empty seat, and Qian Zhe sat down next to her.

"I haven't come to class for a long time, and I actually miss it a little." Qian Zhe suddenly felt a little emotional.

Liu Yang put the textbook between the two of them and took out a notebook and a pen. "You are here to reminisce about your college days. I can't take it lightly. Professor Kong is too strict."

Qian Zhe moved the textbook closer to her and said, "Professor Kong is indeed strict, but strictness is also a good thing."

"Yes, yes, that's a good thing." The bell for class rang, but Liu Yang began to feel sleepy again. She was used to her bed, and she hadn't slept well the whole night because she met that drunkard. But she had to pay full attention to Professor Kong's class, which caused her to be in a state of forced excitement.

Professor Kong saw Qian Zhe at a glance, so he also took care of Liu Yang.

Liu Yang was called to answer the first question. Liu Yang had gotten this question wrong once before. If he got it wrong again this time, Professor Kong would be angry.

But Liu Yang's mind was in a mess at the moment, and he suddenly forgot which formula to apply. "This question should use..."

"Lower your head." Qian Zhe covered his face with his hands and said in a low voice.

Liu Yang looked down and instantly got the answer. When he looked up again, he calmly gave the correct formula.

How could Professor Kong not see that Liu Yang was able to answer correctly because of Qian Zhe's help? In front of the students of the two classes, he did not say anything, but after class, he called the two of them to his office together.

"Qian Zhe, don't think I didn't see it. This won't happen again, okay?" It was rare for Professor Kong to speak to Qian Zhe so seriously. Qian Zhe humbly promised that he would not do it again.

Liu Yang quickly admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, Professor Kong, I didn't get enough rest last night. I promise there won't be a next time, please don't blame Qian Gong."

"You still know you are wrong. If you do it again, don't say you are my student." Professor Kong still had one class to go, so he didn't keep them for long. After talking to Qian Zhe about business, he went back to the classroom.

Qian Zhe took the things Professor Kong gave him and asked Liu Yang, "Are we going back?"

"I'm going back. I'm hungry and sleepy now. I just want to go to our cafeteria to have a big meal and then have a good sleep." Liu Yang yawned, "I've been exhausted these past two days."

On the way back, the two chatted about Liu Yang's business trip in Linping City. Liu Yang only talked about work matters, and she didn't mention Xue Jianshan and the drunkard at all.

Qian Zhe was a little worried, "As a girl, it's not safe for you to travel frequently."

"Don't worry, the new deputy chief of the security department is a female soldier who retired from Xu Zhiyuan's army. She's very capable. She will always accompany me when I'm on a business trip." Liu Yang wanted Qian Zhe not to worry, but she found that after hearing this, the worry between Qian Zhe's brows did not seem to diminish at all.

After a long silence, Qian Zhe asked her, "What are your plans with Xu Zhiyuan?"

Liu Yang hesitated, although only for a few seconds, but Qian Zhe already knew the answer.

After returning to the factory, Liu Yang immediately ran to line up when he arrived at the cafeteria. He ordered two servings of minced meat and eggplant and two servings of sweet and sour pork tenderloin, which surprised the young men.

After eating and drinking enough, Liu Yang had recovered half of his health. After a good sleep, he would be able to recover to full health.

But by chance, he met Hua Xiaoyun who was alone in the cafeteria.