Chapter 2138: It Doesn’t Seem That Important After All
At this moment, Li Liang was so anxious he was stomping his feet!
How could he not know the importance of today’s event?
Tsinghua produced an art genius! And he was recognized by Zong Yuan, Liu Daoming, Mo Ganfu, Mike Daway, and Kolun Mingduo!
Once this news is out, it will absolutely shock the world.
Just this round, it’s sure to become a legend in this academic competition!
Even if later Tsinghua loses miserably, what does it matter!
A super genius in Chinese painting, a prodigy who founded a new style in oil painting!
Who the hell would care about anything else happening in the academic competition?
And now, he couldn’t find Zhang Fan!
Without Zhang Fan, who can prove that these paintings are his work?
Who can prove these paintings were done by someone from Tsinghua?
Even if there’s a video, no one will believe it.
Unless Zhang Fan stands on stage and is recognized by Zong Yuan and the others, it won’t work!
There are plenty of people picking bones from bones in today’s world!
Then, Li Liang rushed over to Zhang Fan’s house.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Can you knock a bit lighter, or do you believe I’ll hit you?" Zhang Dongyang said while opening the door with a bun in his mouth.
Seeing it was Li Liang, Zhang Dongyang rolled his eyes: "Director Li, what’s so urgent you’re acting like this?"
"Everything’s in chaos outside, where’s Zhang Fan!" Li Liang roared!
"Huh? What’s going on? It’s not even seven o’clock yet!" Zhang Dongyang was puzzled!
"Master Zong Yuan of Chinese painting, oil painting bigwigs Liu Daoming, Mo Ganfu, Mike Daway, Kolun Mingduo have publicly verified Zhang Fan’s paintings.
And they gave their approval!
Now, we’re just missing Zhang Fan." Li Liang was on the verge of tears.
For God’s sake, as his father, can you be a bit more attentive?
This matter concerns your son’s future!
"What! Master Zong Yuan, Kolun Mingduo?" Bai Xi and Qin Shuang inside the room dropped their chopsticks and rushed out.
"Exactly, your dear son, is he here? We’re just missing him." Li Liang said anxiously.
"I’ll call him!" Bai Xi immediately ran back!
Hearing this, Li Liang’s heart sank halfway!
Call him?
It’s hopeless! Zhang Fan, that king of no-shows, really went MIA!
I’ve called Zhang Fan countless times already, and he’s outside the service area!
At this moment, Li Liang’s legs went a bit weak!
Suddenly, he remembered the fear that Zhang Fan used to instill in him!
When this guy disappears, it’s for months on end!
Oh my God! Isn’t this just screwing us over!
Zong Yuan and the others are here, the paintings have been verified, and there are more than ten thousand onlookers!
The news media over there are probably going crazy broadcasting this.
If Zhang Fan isn’t here, this whole thing will become a huge farce.
Li Liang’s legs gave way, and he sat down right by the door.
In his mind, there was nothing but the song: As night gradually cools, flowers fall to the ground and become frost...
And at this moment, the scene over there was completely blown up.
One could say, it was madness! Absolute madness!
"Holy crap, a new style of oil painting? My goodness!"
"The entire oil painting world hasn’t seen a new style in over thirty years!"
"Who is this person, so incredible!"
"No wonder this group of big shots rushed over!"
"Wait a minute, something’s off, why would this group of big shots rush over at this hour?"
"Could it be that someone participating in the academic competition painted it?"
"Pfft, the people coming to participate in the academic competition are at most in their senior year of college! Seniors, at best, are thirty!
Someone who’s thirty can create a new style? Are you kidding me!"
"Exactly, someone who can create a new style must at least be extremely proficient in oil painting, and such a person, I don’t believe it unless they’re sixty or seventy!"
Hearing these words, a group of people who were in the studio two days ago really wanted to reveal the truth.
However, they truly didn’t dare to speak!
Didn’t they see that Hou Dusheng and Li Liang hadn’t said anything!
They definitely have other arrangements!
Sometimes, speaking recklessly can get you killed.
It’s better to quietly wait for Zhang Fan to come out!
At the news media side, everyone was typing rapidly, their hands moving so fast they blurred into shadows!
"Shock, Kolun Mingduo, Mo Ganfu, Liu Daoming came to Tsinghua because a new style of oil painting was found here!"
"Master Zong Yuan couldn’t stop praising a painting! Who is the mysterious figure behind the painting?"
And these news aren’t needed for lovers of oil painting and Chinese painting; they’ve already seen everything through the live broadcast!
A group of people was already discussing it privately.
And for those who aren’t interested, these news have no appeal!
In fact, many don’t even know who Zong Yuan, Liu Daoming, Mo Ganfu and the others are!
Ten minutes passed!
Hou Dusheng called Li Liang directly!
"What are you dawdling for? Where’s the person?"
"Zhang Fan just woke up, these days, hasn’t he been preparing for the academic competition, I just saw his eyes all puffy." Li Liang looked utterly hopeless.
What can he do?
He can only make excuses until there’s news of Zhang Fan!
"Hey, Director Li, what do you mean by this?" Bai Xi, Qin Shuang, Zhang Dongyang, and Ye Jingtian looked at Li Liang who was leaning against the door, blocking them from going out, their mouths twitching!
"Miss Bai, I’m begging you guys, you can’t go out now. If you go out, Director Hou, Professor Huang, they’ll definitely ask you where Zhang Fan is." Li Liang was desperately guarding the door.
!!!
At this moment, everyone in the room fell into silence.
This is a problem!
"Zhang Dongyang, make a call! Find him!" Bai Xi shouted!
"!!! I’ve been calling, but he’s outside the service area!" Zhang Dongyang shrugged, looking helpless!
"Keep calling!" Bai Xi flipped out.
"Honey, don’t; our son is already so exceptional, and painting is his true skill. A little fame won’t do him any good.
Besides, a big tree attracts the wind, and the gun hits the bird that sticks out." Zhang Dongyang said nonchalantly.
Their son, he’s a member of the Golden Dragon!
Golden Dragon!
Just that title alone, he has no demands for Zhang Fan.
Painting? Is it more impressive than being a member of the Golden Dragon?
"How is it not important!"
Bai Xi, Qin Shuang, Ye Jingtian, and Li Liang all yelled in unison.
Especially Li Liang, who really wanted to hit someone.
A Chinese painting level on par with Master Zong Yuan, founding a new style in oil painting!
Isn’t that impressive enough?
"Hmph, you men are all big pig trotters after all, a title of a great artist, can drive countless young women crazy!" Bai Xi snorted coldly.
At that instant, Qin Shuang and Ye Jingtian’s eyes suddenly widened.
"Cough, cough, little sister Bai, I think this title might not be that important either!"
Qin Shuang and Ye Jingtian said in unison.
Make countless young women crazy?
No thanks!
If it continues like this, our daughter might be in danger.
For our daughter’s happiness, we can give up anything!