Chapter 2121: How Could It Be This Guy
At seven in the morning, Zhang Fan woke up!
It was the noise at the door that woke him up!
"Huang Shansheng, Jiang Ru, what are you doing here?"
The speaker was an old man with white whiskers.
He was Tang Shang, the most renowned professor of oil painting in the art department at Tsinghua College!
Behind him followed three students!
These three were his students, and also the seed candidates for the oil painting category in this academic competition!
Time was running out.
Every day, he would bring his students here personally to guide them.
All for the sake of making a name in one battle!
Seeing Jiang Ru and Huang Shansheng squatting at the door with red eyes, Tang Shang was quite surprised!
Did these two pull an all-nighter here?
But what’s the point of guarding the door?
"No entry, go to another studio!" Jiang Ru and Huang Shansheng said in unison.
!!!
Tang Shang’s lips twitched!
"What are you two doing? We’ve prepared plenty of paint and canvas here. You’re telling me to go somewhere else? Are you kidding?" Tang Shang glared!
Moreover, for the past half month, this studio has been in his use.
Plus, for the most part, Jiang Ru and Huang Shansheng don’t even show up in the studio, right?
What the heck, suddenly claiming territory?
It was then that Zhang Fan opened the door!
"Old Huang, thanks for your hard work!" Zhang Fan said, then turned and left.
With only two days left, what should be done?
Hmm, a bit worried!
Looking at Zhang Fan, Tang Shang’s expression rapidly changed.
At that moment, he suddenly remembered something!
Which was that Huang Shansheng was Zhang Fan’s mentor!
"Haha, trash that doesn’t even come to the college much this semester, and now dares to come to the studio? The studio is such a sacred place, are you really allowed here?
Besides, this is a top-tier studio!
You must have permission from ten faculty members in the art department to be here! Who let you in?"
Tang Shang’s voice was extremely cold!
Because behind him, Yu Lin had been beaten by Zhang Fan.
He had almost had his hand broken!
As an artist, you must know how important hands are.
The head can be chopped off, but the hands must never be compromised.
Otherwise, a lifetime would be wasted.
Now that he saw the culprit, it was no surprise he had a poor attitude!
Then, Zhang Fan suddenly turned around: "Old man, what did you say? I couldn’t hear clearly, say it again?"
Wow, starting trouble early in the morning!
Do you really think that because you’re old, I won’t deal with you?
"Old man?" Tang Shang’s eyes suddenly opened wide.
"Zhang Fan, shut up! Can you insult Teacher Tang like that?"
"Apologize quickly!"
"Haha, bullying our Teacher Tang, huh? You just wait!"
Yu Lin, standing next to Tang Shang, immediately scolded.
At the same time, Yu Lin took out his phone and made a call.
"Someone is bullying our Teacher Tang, come over quickly, top-tier Studio 02!"
Witnessing this, Huang Shansheng and Jiang Ru’s eyes opened wide.
"Damn, so you’re looking for trouble!"
"Daring to call for backup?" Huang Shansheng also took out his phone and called Li Liang directly.
"Someone courting death, provoking Zhang Fan, come over quickly!"
Haha!
Tang Shang, this guy, with his oil painting skills, has always been disrespectful in the art department!
They had long found it annoying.
Just yesterday, Zhang Fan painted an oil painting that completely crushed this bastard!
Moreover, Zhang Fan still has the seal of Tsinghua in his hands, yet this guy dares to cause trouble on his own?
Is a top-tier studio impressive?
Your family owns it?
Damn it! Do you think we’re dead?
At this moment, Li Liang, sleeping and muddled by sorrow, upon hearing the name Zhang Fan, immediately jolted up from bed.
What the hell!
Who is it!
Who is so blind to provoke Zhang Fan, the Demon King?
This damn it, looking for death?
Don’t you know, right now I avoid him whenever I see him?
Li Liang quickly dressed and sprinted towards the studio.
At the same time, countless people studying oil painting in the art department were also heading directly to the studio.
Tang Shang, as the most renowned oil painting figure in Tsinghua College.
In their hearts, Tang Shang was a god!
Because Tang Shang’s works have won first prize nationwide!
They dream of becoming Tang Shang’s disciples.
And now, someone dares to provoke Tang Shang, isn’t this an opportunity for them.
"Haha! Li Liang? Great, I’m glad he’s coming. I also want to ask him, why hasn’t this trash been expelled from Tsinghua College yet?" Tang Shang’s eyes gleamed with sinister coldness.
He has been at Tsinghua for many years.
One could say, even before Huang Shansheng!
In the art department of Tsinghua, they cannot do without him!
Just one student dares to provoke him?
Today, he wants all of Tsinghua’s students to witness what stature Tang Shang holds at Tsinghua!
"Teacher Tang, calm down, don’t stress yourself over Zhang Fan. He’s not worthy!" Yu Lin’s eyes also flashed with intense resentment.
"Exactly, Teacher Tang. There’s no need. Our upperclassmen and underclassmen in oil painting have all gathered. They will surely stand up for you." The other two quickly said.
"Haha!" Tang Shang let out a cold smile and then looked at Huang Shansheng!
"If I remember correctly, your disciple openly challenged the geniuses from dozens of colleges last night.
And even signed an agreement.
I wonder how you’ll feel when Zhang Fan kneels and calls someone his grandpa."
Huang Shansheng’s lips twitched: "No need for you to worry."
Though saying this, Huang Shansheng’s heart was also pained.
Zhang Fan, this rascal, with his skills in traditional and oil painting, would absolutely shock countless people!
What’s the point of betting against others!
Anxiety, anxiety!
In the next moment, the roar burst forth.
"Who dares to mess with Professor Tang!"
"Whoever, come out and meet your fate!"
The deafening sound suddenly exploded in the air above Tsinghua.
At the same time!
Countless people started to roar.
"Scream to hell, useless fool! It’s early in the morning, can’t people sleep?"
"F*ck you, stay still, I won’t spare you!"
No one has slept well these days!
With the discussion about Zhang Fan’s bet going on, they slept only after three or four in the morning!
It’s barely past seven now!
Looking for trouble?
Numerous people hurried to the studio, each looking genuinely aggrieved!
Watching the crowd surge forward, Jiang Honglin’s group, attending the academic competition, rushed over with some milk bread.
Front-row seats with peanuts and benches for strong viewing.
Meanwhile, in the studio, countless vigorous people, upon seeing Zhang Fan, instantly deflated.
What the hell!
How can it be this Zhang Fan!
Seriously, seriously!
Are you messing with us?